Deep within an alley in the Southern City, inside Suxin Clinic.
"Miss, this is infuriating!" Mrs. Xue exclaimed, putting down her phone, her elegant face seething with anger. "I just got word that Yuan Ruoshan had someone secretly move our booth to the farthest edge of the venue, right in the corner by the restrooms! That man is determined to make us look like fools."
At her words, Yuan Youwei's expression soured. She turned to look at Lin Fan, who remained calm. They were just about to head to the International Convention and Exhibition Center, and now this mess had to happen. It was a truly inauspicious start.
"It doesn't matter," Lin Fan said, shaking his head as he picked up a large black plastic bag from under the counter. "My targets are just those nine pharmaceutical companies anyway."
