"Additionally, the plastic surgery institution we operate has been approved by national regulatory authorities and ets all standards. Everything is conducted according to the rules of nationally recognized private hospitals, and there will absolutely be no instances of overcharging or absconding with funds. Everyone can rest assured."
"Miss An, how can you guarantee that the clients of your plastic surgery institution will leave satisfied? Even the largest plastic surgery hospitals and most renowned surgeons can make mistakes these days. Just look at the entertainnt industry and the stars whose surgeries have been botched. Miss An, how do you ensure the safety of surgeries at Yangsheng Palace?" a reporter asked.
"What my journalist friend has asked is exactly what I’ll be addressing next." An Yiqing nodded with a gentle smile, speaking softly and pleasantly, "In people’s habitual thinking, plastic surgery inevitably involves incisions and operations. However, many ancient dical texts lost in Xuanjin contain nurous thods whereby one can beco more beautiful without undergoing surgery. As I ntioned, the focus of Yangsheng Palace’s dical plastic surgery is on radiating beauty from the inside out. It’s not just about having a pretty face; more importantly, it’s about internal conditioning and repair. Those who co to Yangsheng Palace for plastic surgery only need to cooperate well with our treatnt plan, and Yangsheng Palace will certainly not disappoint you."
The dia conference lasted nearly three hours. Since An Yiqing was very cooperative during interviews, the reporters asked eagerly all about Yangsheng Palace’s operations. An Yiqing responded comprehensively. If it weren’t for lunchti approaching, the lively atmosphere in the banquet hall wouldn’t have dissipated.
"Apologies, everyone, today’s press conference concludes here. Miss An has prepared a sumptuous lunch for everyone on the second floor of the hotel. Reporters, please proceed to the second floor to enjoy the al. Please!"
Zhang Yuksheng promptly interrupted the Q&A between An Yiqing and the reporters, as continuing this way would leave everyone hungry.
Taking Zhang Yuksheng’s cue, the reporters realized their hunger too. They touched their growling stomachs, admiring An Yiqing’s effective handling skills, who truly deserved to have replaced Long Zaitian.
Following the waitstaff, the reporters received a hefty red envelope and, smiling broadly, headed to the second floor to dine. By this ti, guests at the press conference had already greeted An Yiqing and then left one by one, leaving only Duan Tang, Assistant Bai, Nan Tian, Old Master Nan, Duan Jingning, Old Master Duan, and Zhang Yuksheng.
"Hahaha, little girl, it’s been months since I last saw you, yet you’ve co up with so many new tricks! It’s truly eye-opening for an old man like !" Duan Jingning hadn’t seen An Yiqing in ages and bead at her lovingly. His thirsting symptoms had mostly resolved, his body was vigorous, and he ate heartily, no longer suffering from incontinence preventing his drinking. This change made Duan Jingning even more grateful to An Yiqing, treating her like his own granddaughter.
"Elder Duan, what are you saying? It’s just minor activities, nothing comparable to your skills." An Yiqing smirked with a mischievous chuckle.
Duan Jingning paused, then burst into hearty laughter, "Oh, you cheeky girl, you’re getting better at flattering! But this old man loves to hear it, hahaha!"
Duan Jingning’s laughter was infectious, causing Duan Tang, Assistant Bai, and others to join in.
"But back to the matter, Elder Duan, why have you personally co this ti? I heard you were recently busy with business affairs?" An Yiqing inquired.
"Well, you cheeky girl are so busy every day it’s like you’ve disappeared; you have more work than , the head of the family. I’ve called you multiple tis only to find you’re either out of service or your phone’s off. I had no choice but to co personally! I say, little girl, have you forgotten what you promised in Xuandu?" Duan Jingning squinted his old eyes, giving An Yiqing a look that suggested he’d toss her out if she answered incorrectly.
An Yiqing furrowed her brows, a bit perplexed. She glanced at Duan Jingning and then at Zhang Yuksheng beside her, her eyes filled with questions.
Zhang Yuksheng helplessly rubbed his forehead and lightly stepped forward, "Miss, the Country Fei Public Disk..."
"Ah—! Oh right! The Country Fei Public Disk! Look at my brain!" An Yiqing suddenly patted her forehead in realization. She looked guiltily at Duan Jingning, who was livid, puffing his beard and glaring, and awkwardly grinned, "Cough! Elder Duan, please don’t be angry. I’ve been overwheld these past months. I’m dealing with falling off cliffs, mory loss, blindness—so many things piled up, my brain doesn’t have enough space... Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, anger is harmful to the body!"
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