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In less than a minute, Xiangshan picked up the short driver and forced him into the driver's seat.

The car restarted and headed towards the center of Yangon, leaving only groaning locals behind.

"Here's your fare."

Twenty minutes later, Song Yan threw a hundred yuan to the driver and walked into the Yangon Hotel with Xiang Shan.

Looking at the two figures walking into the hotel, the driver let out a heavy breath. The man was so terrifying that he knocked down more than 20 people in less than a minute.

Song Yan booked the hotel room online for ten days.

Today is the 16th, and we have to wait until the 18th before the Heidian public sale will be officially opened.

After reading Eastern medicine books in the room for two hours, Song Yan threw them into the storage ring, went to the next door, and asked Xiangshan to go to the hotel restaurant for dinner.

Because the Heidian public market is about to open, Yangon has welcomed a large number of jewelry and jade dealers from the Yanhuang Kingdom, as well as wealthy people who want to try their luck.

Therefore, more than 80% of the people in the restaurant are Yanhuang people.

While waiting for the meal, Song Yan glanced around the restaurant in boredom.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he realized that the person sitting next to him was actually a beautiful woman.

Dark blue professional ol' attire, long legs, black stockings, high heels, and matched with that flawless beauty, she is absolutely fair and rich. Moreover, this fair and rich beauty is not old yet, she should only be in her early 20s.

At this moment, she was talking seriously about the Heidian public sale on the 18th with the middle-aged woman sitting opposite her.

Although the voices of their conversations were very low, Song Yan's hearing was so keen.

According to the information revealed in the conversation between the two, they should be from a certain domestic jewelry company. They came to participate in the Heidian public sale this time to purchase rough stones.

Moreover, the name "Chachai" was mentioned many times in the conversation.

Before coming to Yangon, Song Yan asked Nangong Yuntian to help him collect some information about the Heidian warlord and the organizer of this public sale.

If he remembered correctly, this Chachai was one of the five warlords in Heidian, and at the same time, he was also one of the organizers of this public sale.

After talking about work matters, Jiang Waner asked with some worry: "Sister Zhu, when will Divine Doctor Ning arrive?"

Sister Zhu said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Mr. Jiang, Divine Doctor Ning has already replied and will arrive before noon tomorrow."

Hearing this, Jiang Waner felt more relieved: "If Doctor Ning can cure Chacai's hidden disease, then we will be much more confident in winning the share of the rough stone this time."

Sister Zhu nodded with deep understanding: "Nanduan Mubei's Holy Hand, Divine Doctor Ning is one of our two great doctors in Yanhuang. With his help, he will definitely be able to cure Chacai's hidden disease."

"I hope so!" Jiang Waner nodded, vaguely feeling that this matter might not go so smoothly.

At this moment, a young man walked into the restaurant surrounded by two bodyguards. This young man should be in his mid-twenties. He had a dark brown birthmark on his left face, covering almost half of his left cheek.

Logically speaking, such a person should have very low self-esteem.

But there was no trace of inferiority on this young man's face. Instead, there was a somewhat arrogant smile on his lips. His eyes swept across the restaurant, and finally locked on Jiang Waner, and strode over.

Jiang Wan'er seemed to feel something, and subconsciously raised her head. The moment she saw the young man, her beautiful face suddenly changed, becoming a bit gloomy.

"Sister Wan'er, we meet again!" The young man walked to the table and looked at Jiang Wan'er condescendingly, without concealing the lust in his eyes.

"Young Master Song, please respect yourself. You can call me Mr. Jiang, or you can call me Jiang Waner. Please don't call me Sister Waner." Jiang Waner did not hide the disgust in her heart at all, it was completely displayed on her face.

"Mr. Song, please sit down." Sister Zhu stood up with a somewhat fearful expression.

The young man sat down opposite Jiang Wan'er unceremoniously, and his eyes became more unscrupulous: "Sister Wan'er, don't be so born. Sooner or later, you will marry into our Song family. Do you want me to call you Wan'er's wife in advance?"

"nausea!"

Jiang Waner snorted coldly, stood up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the young man's two bodyguards.

The young man smiled and said: "Sister Wan'er, I know you came to Heidian this time to buy rough stones. Do you need my help? Our Song family is very familiar with several generals in Heidian."

Hearing this, Jiang Waner's expression suddenly changed. Why couldn't she hear the threat in Song Fei's words?

"You're mean."

Song Fei said nonchalantly: "Sister Wan'er is so good at scolding people. But you misunderstood me. I really want to help you!"

"unnecessary!"

Jiang Waner bypassed the two bodyguards and left quickly. Looking at her back, Song Fei revealed a hint of amusement in the corner of his mouth and whispered: "Jiang Waner, do you think you can escape from my grasp?"

As a bystander, Song Yan couldn't help but shook his head secretly when he saw this scene.

After dinner, Xiangshan and I returned to our respective rooms.

In order to show respect for Dr. Ning, at ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Jiang Waner took Sister Zhu and four company security personnel and drove two cars to the airport to pick her up.

Doctor Ning's flight arrives at half past eleven.

After waiting for half an hour, the time came to 11:30, and the airport announcement also announced that the flight that Divine Doctor Ning was on had landed.

But after waiting for a full twenty minutes, Dr. Ning was not seen coming out of the passage.

Jiang Wan'er frowned slightly, with a vague premonition: "Sister Zhu, can you call the assistant of Divine Doctor Ning and ask what's going on?"

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Sister Zhu nodded and started to make a call. The prompt tone indicated that the phone was turned off. So, she dialed the number of Doctor Ning, and the prompt tone also indicated that the phone was turned off.

"Mr. Jiang, the phones of Doctor Ning and his assistant are both turned off. Did they forget to turn them on after getting off the plane?" Sister Zhu said.

"Impossible, the plane has landed for twenty minutes now, why doesn't it turn on!" Jiang Waner shook her head, with a bad premonition getting stronger and stronger, and then said to the four security personnel: "You four, go in and look for it right away!"

Within half an hour, the four security guards came back and did not find Divine Doctor Ning.

"Mr. Jiang, what should we do now?" Sister Zhu asked worriedly.

But in Jiang Waner's mind, Song Fei's disgusting look flashed through her mind, and she gritted her teeth and said, "It must be the despicable villain Sein Fei who did something good!"

Hearing this, Sister Zhu's expression suddenly changed. With Song Fei's character, he could really do such a thing.

Doctor Ning is the key to this negotiation. Now that he is taken away by Sein Fei, he must be in order to blackmail Jiang Waner into submission.

"Go, go back to the hotel!"

After being silent for a while, Jiang Waner quickly walked outside. The dull sound of high heels showed that she was in a very uneasy mood.

Sure enough, on the way back to the hotel in Yangon, she received a call from Seinfeld, but she wanted to hang up, but in the end she picked up.

"Sister Wan'er, I helped you take Divine Doctor Ning back to the hotel. How should you thank me?"

"Seinfeld, what do you want?" Jiang Waner couldn't help but roar into the phone after hearing the other party's shameless words.

"Don't you know what I want? By the way, I've booked the hotel's western restaurant tonight and prepared a candlelight dinner. I hope you can appreciate it!"

"You're dreaming!"

Jiang Waner hung up the phone angrily. Because she was so angry, her sizable chest could not help but rise and fall.

[Author's digression]: The fifth update has been completed. By the way, everyone remembers to express your opinion. Do you want Song Yan to enter a world based on our earth's movies, TV novels, or a world created by mosquitoes themselves?