575: Chapter 545 Nobility 575: Chapter 545 Nobility Even though the temple wasn’t particularly large, the surroundings were serene and elegant, quite suitable for healing and nurturing one’s nature.
“Uncle Qi, I’m back,” Li Tianrong said as he pushed open the room’s door on his own initiative.
Following Li Tianrong into the room, Liu Hun saw that all the windows were tightly shut.
In the center stood a statue of a Buddha, surrounded by swirling sandalwood incense.
A man in his sixties, with a face full of wrinkles, was sitting cross-legged on a felt mat.
Hearing soone approaching, he slowly opened his eyes.
“Ah Rong, you’re back.
How did it go?” Uncle Qi asked, looking at Ah Rong.
“Ah!
Those people still wouldn’t acknowledge , and they insulted harshly.
Thank goodness I t Mr.
Liu, who brought back.” Li Tianrong introduced Liu Hun to Uncle Qi.
“Thank you, young man.
Your kind heart will be rewarded,” Uncle Qi said, his voice laden with vicissitudes, as if he had been through many stories.
After observing for a while, Liu Hun realized that Uncle Qi had an eye condition, which was why his gaze always seed to be fixed in one place.
Following his stare, Liu Hun saw the statue of Buddha and asked, “Uncle Qi, if I may be so bold, which Bodhisattva are you venerating here?”
“This is the dicine King Bodhisattva,” Uncle Qi said slowly, then suddenly let out a sigh, “Speaking of which, my connection with dicine is fated, but I never thought it would co to this point where no redy can cure .”
As Uncle Qi spoke, he recalled his past and once-upon-a-ti stories to Liu Hun in a low voice.
After listening, Liu Hun learned that the seemingly unremarkable old man before him was in fact the dicine King of Southeast Asia, with ancestral roots in Guangdong Foshan.
He had followed his forebears to the South Seas to carve out his own domain and possessed vast tracts of land in Southeast Asia.
These lands hosted not only rubber plantations but also extensive Chinese herbal dicine gardens.
“I’ve been connected to dicine my whole life, tested thousands of prescriptions, and used ten thousand redies, to no avail,” Uncle Qi said with a hint of desolation and sorrow in his voice.
“Do you believe in Buddha, Uncle Qi?” Liu Hun suddenly asked.
“I do!” Uncle Qi answered decisively.
Liu Hun thought it made sense, as Theravada Buddhism was widespread in Southeast Asia and many were Buddhist followers.
He then said, “I once had an affinity with the dicine King Bodhisattva.” And with that, Liu Hun fabricated a fantastical story and recounted it to Uncle Qi.
“Young man, that is your good fortune,” Uncle Qi said with a hint of envy.
“So, why not let try, Uncle Qi?
Perhaps I can find a cure for your condition,” Liu Hun finally stated his intentions.
“Yes, yes, Uncle Qi, let Mr.
Liu give it a try.
He has an affinity with the Bodhisattva; maybe he can cure you,” Li Tianrong joined in, hoping Liu Hun’s words were true so that he too could be saved.
After hesitating for quite a while, Uncle Qi finally nodded in agreent, “Alright!
Then I will trouble Mr.
Liu.”
Liu Hun followed the traditional Chinese dicinal thod of treatnt, and after asking Li Tianrong for several dicinal herbs, he finally dropped his own Blood Pills into the mixture, boiling it into a bowl of Chinese dicine which he handed to Uncle Qi.
Uncle Qi took the herbal decoction, lifting his head to drink it down.
Li Tianrong watched Uncle Qi with a tense expression.
Suddenly, he noticed that Uncle Qi’s eyes, which had been dull and lifeless, began to move, and then he looked over at him, “Ah Rong?”
“Yes, yes, yes!
It’s !
I’m Ah Rong!
Uncle Qi, can you see now?” Li Tianrong was so excited that he nearly rushed forward to embrace Uncle Qi.
Uncle Qi turned and saw a young man of distinguished bearing standing beside him and figured he was Liu Hun, the one who had cured him, “Mr.
Liu, you truly have the affinity and heart of the Bodhisattva.
Thank you.” With that, Uncle Qi firmly grasped Liu Hun’s hand, and in regaining his sight, he was overco with tears.
After healing Li Tianrong and the others, Liu Hun sat in the temple hall chatting with Uncle Qi.
“So, Mr.
Liu, did you co to Lion City this ti looking for a partnership?” Uncle Qi asked after hearing Liu Hun’s account.
Liu Hun nodded, then with a turn of his voice, said, “Unexpectedly, the Glorious Company is not only power-hungry but also unscrupulous.
It would be better not to cooperate with such a firm.”
“In that case, aren’t you making a wasted trip, Mr.
Liu?
I have an idea, would you care to hear it?” Uncle Qi straightened his sleeves, exuding an air of mastery as if for a mont returning to the Ti of dominating the business world.
“This junior is all ears,” Liu Hun suddenly understood that the old man before him was anything but simple, and he respectfully responded.
Several days later, in the Glorious Company’s headquarters building, a few managers were frantically pacing.
“What the hell is going on?
What exactly happened?” Vice-President Anderson slamd his fist on the desk, enraged.
A custor manager spoke with embarrassnt, “We’re not sure what happened either.
It seems like just within these two days, all of our suppliers in Southeast Asia have canceled their contracts with us.”
“What about the contracts?
Didn’t we sign contracts with them?
Then go sue them!” Anderson roared at the manager.
The custor manager thought expletives to himself but explained, “President, you might have forgotten, this is the last year of the contracts’ term, and we have yet to sign new contracts with those suppliers.”
“President, our stores in Lion City, Australia City, and many other locations in Southeast Asia are now losing money.” Another store manager could not hold back any longer and laid out his difficulties before Anderson.
“What is wrong with the stores now?
Can’t I get so peace?” Anderson didn’t understand how all these issues were suddenly surfacing all at once.
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