Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Seven

Long Xiaoshan greeted those business executives who came to help, then patted Hong Xiaofei, who was by his side, and said, "Xiaofei, I said I would help you borrow a car, are these enough for you?"

Hong Xiaofei stared blankly at the lineup of top-tier luxury cars in front of him and at Long Xiaoshan, who was surrounded by many people who obviously looked like major figures. He was indescribable overwhelmed.

It wasn't until Long Xiaoshan patted him on the shoulder and spoke to him that he snapped out of his immense shock, murmuring, "It's enough, enough, but Xiaoshan, isn't this, this causing too much trouble for everyone? I only needed one wedding car, this is really too much."

Hong Xiaofei was shocked, anxious.

He was just a low-level figure, earning a salary of a couple of three thousand.

When could he ever associate with these wealthy businessmen who drove million-dollar cars, let alone ask them to help drive wedding cars for him?

"What trouble? Little brother, you are Young Master Long's friend, right? If you need anything in the future, just let me know. Here's my business card." Gao Xiongfei, although he could tell that Hong Xiaofei was just a lower-class figure, knew that when such a person became friends with Long Xiaoshan, it immediately made a difference.

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Since Long Xiaoshan was arranging the wedding for him and had personally made calls, he must be a good friend indeed.

Perhaps Hong Xiaofei had yet to realize how prominent Long Xiaoshan's status truly was, because Long Xiaoshan seemed not too keen to reveal his Dragon Head's identity.

To speak bluntly, it wasn't just about being Long Xiaoshan's friend; even if they were just a dog that Long Xiaoshan kept, Gao Xiongfei wouldn't dare to offend them and would have to treat them like a revered elder.

Gao Xiongfei took out a business card and enthusiastically handed it to Hong Xiaofei.

Hong Xiaofei took it nervously, bashfully saying, "I, I don't have a business card."

"Haha, no worries, no worries. If you need anything around the county, just give me a call. I can still help with some things there," Gao Xiongfei said, grasping Hong Xiaofei's hand firmly.

"Little brother, I'm Wang Sheng from Fortune Real Estate. Here's my business card. You can also call me if you want to buy a house or something," Wang Sheng also took out a business card, handing it over to Hong Xiaofei.

"President Wang," Hong Xiaofei's hands trembled. He wasn't very familiar with the underground boss Gao Xiongfei, but he knew Lame Wang Sheng very well; this was the richest man in Niu Y County, and most of the area's commercial housing was developed by Wang Sheng. He was a billionaire.

He never dreamed that the richest man would give him a business card, and even more so, that he would be so eager to make his acquaintance.

"I'm Li Xiang from the Starfish Hotel, little brother. Here's my business card and the hotel's top VIP card. You can get a fifty percent discount on your consumption in our hotel in the future."

"I'm Liu Jiaheng from Hengyou Motors, this is my business card..."

...

In the blink of an eye, the group of executives had all handed out their business cards to Hong Xiaofei, whose head was spinning. Each of these names was formidable in the county, heavy hitters who could make Niu Y County tremble with a mere stamp of their feet.

Hong Family's relatives were showing expressions of envy and astonishment.

"That's the big boss of our hotel."

"Good heavens, that's our president."

"Our boss is here too."

Many from the Hong Family worked for companies under these executives, the big bosses who were normally so imposing at the company.

Yet now, these executives were being so warm towards Hong Xiaofei, just a nobody, because of a single word from Long Xiaoshan. How prominent must this Young Master Long, respectfully called "Dragon Head" by them, really be? Such a person couldn't possibly be just a humble farmer at home.

Thinking back on how they had earlier scrutinized Long Xiaoshan and sided with Zhao Tingqiang in wanting to kick Long Xiaoshan out, they were filled with regret.

If he had just been a bit more courteous to Long Xiaoshan earlier, he might have had the chance to make a good impression in front of the big boss right now—a chance for his fortune to soar.

"President Zhao, why are you leaving?"

Long Xiaoshan suddenly spoke with a mockingly amused expression.

He glanced at Zhao Tingqiang, who seemed to be trying to sneak away behind a crowd of people, with little Mei supporting him.

The Hong family members immediately dispersed.

A few of them even shouted loudly, "Tingqiang, why are you leaving? Young Master Long is calling for you."

"Yeah, don't you want to settle the bet with Young Master Long? Trying to slip away now that you've lost?"

A mouthful of blood almost sprayed from Zhao Tingqiang's mouth.
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He utterly despised those Hong family relatives who were kicking him while he was down. They were the loudest ones calling for Xiaoshan to get lost just a moment ago.

But now he didn't dare run away. He turned mechanically and forced a smile uglier than a weeping face: "Young, Young Master Long..."

"Come here, come here." Long Xiaoshan beckoned.

Zhao Tingqiang's flesh quivered as he shuffled over to Long Xiaoshan, one lumbering step at a time.

"Isn't this little Zhao?" one of the executives asked cheerfully.

"General, General Ma." Zhao Tingqiang managed through a pained expression. He was in the parts business, specifically as a supplier for General Ma's company, depending on his business for survival.

"Little Zhao, you know Young Master Long?" General Ma asked.

"More than just acquaintances," Long Xiaoshan said with a grin: "President Zhao here bet with me that if I couldn't bring a wedding car fancier than his A6, I had to kneel and crawl between his legs, calling him 'grandpa' three times."

"How dare you, what do you think you are, speaking to Young Master Long like that! Believe it or not, I can have someone throw you into Chuan River to feed the fish this instant." Gao Xiongfei bellowed furiously.

As the Dragon Head of Hechuan City Chamber of Commerce, Long Xiaoshan's status was extremely prestigious. For a mere local businessman driving a shabby A6 to dare demand the leader of the city's commercial realm to humiliate himself like that was akin to slapping these magnates right in their faces.

Gao Xiongfei glared murderously at Zhao Tingqiang. An insignificant businessman like Zhao, stared down by such a tycoon, trembled violently, nearly wetting himself.

He dropped to the ground with a smack, repeatedly slapping his own face, and cried out, "No, no, I didn't know, Young Master Long, have mercy, spare my life."

"Stop that, get up. Why would I want your life? You make me sound like a killer," Long Xiaoshan said with a calm smile: "Did you forget how you bet with me just now?"

Zhao Tingqiang's cheeks twitched, a flicker of pain crossing his face; the car he'd just bought was still under a loan of two hundred thousand.

Yet, under the scrutiny of all these major players, especially under Gao Xiongfei's fierce gaze, he got to his feet, his hands trembling as he fished the Audi keys out of his pocket and handed them to Hong Xiaofei, saying, "Xiaofei, your cousin was out of line. Consider this car a wedding gift from me today."

Hong Xiaofei hurriedly responded, "No, no, we're all family. How could I take your car? Xiaoshan, let it go, cousin didn't mean it."

Long Xiaoshan said indifferently, "Xiaofei, don't look at me. Whether to give the car or not is President Zhao's decision. If he wants to renege, do you think I would really kill him? Of course not, rest assured."

Zhao Tingqiang turned deathly pale, knowing if he reneged on the Audi today, Long Xiaoshan might not actually kill him, but if he dared to renege on a bet with someone like Long Xiaoshan, he probably wouldn't have a good life in Niuyi County in the future.

Any one of these people could use a bit of their power to bankrupt him and make his life worse than death.

"Xiaofei, you must accept it. If you don't, your cousin will kneel down for you right here," Zhao Tingqiang desperately stuffed the Audi keys into Hong Xiaofei's hand.