Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The factory director, Jiang Yongchun, didn't turn down Xiao Luo's request for a meeting. His men led Xiao Luo to his office. Without even asking him to have a seat, Jiang Yongchun went hard at Xiao Luo, “Mr. Xiao, so you're some wise guy, huh? Manipulating Mr. Chen and the other buyers into your scheme and forcing them to sign contracts with Luo's Workshop. Now you've even got their orders for Mid-autumn Festival. Awesome strategy, awesome strategy indeed!”

 His physical appearance could best be described as full; he had chubby cheeks and small slits for eyes. As he stared at Xiao Luo with displeasure, he looked a mean and vicious figure. Being Taste Buds' most loyal customer, his hostility was understandable. The only reason he agreed to meet was to insult Xiao Luo in his face. He was venting out his anger on Taste Buds and Fang Changlei's behalf, on account of his close relations.h.i.+p with them.

 “Mr. Jiang, you don't have to be so hostile. I'm here today to talk about business. As businessmen, revenue is our top priority. Let's set aside all personal matters.”

 Xiao Luo smiled. He then took the contract from Luo Qi, waving it in front of Jiang Yongchun, and gently placed it on his desk. “What you can get for 500 thousand dollars' worth at Taste Buds, you can purchase with just 450 thousand dollars buying from us.” Xiao Luo said, appealing to his business logic. “Perhaps 50 thousand may account for nothing in your eyes, but even a fly is worth something, no matter how small it might be, right? Mr. Jiang, why don't you consider giving your orders to Luo's Workshop?”

 “Giving you my orders? Ridiculous! I go back a long way with Taste Buds. Friends.h.i.+p is not something to trifle with, in my book. Luo's Workshop, you're nothing in my eyes!”

 Jiang Yongchun threw a tantrum, yelling, he grabbed the contract and flung it at Xiao Luo. The thick doc.u.ment came apart midair, and for a brief moment, a flight of paper floated dramatically right in front of Xiao Luo, before settling chaotically all over him.

 Looking on, Luo Qi was thoroughly miffed at how Jiang was treating her boss. When she started work at Luo's Workshop, she'd stay in the back of house researching on all sorts of pastries. Luo Qi seldom had any contact with other bosses in the market. Now that she was following Xiao Luo around, she had gained a more in-depth understanding of the characters of these wealthy bosses. They behaved just like gangsters, insulting others as they like, and getting their way when it suited them.

 “Mr. Jiang, this temper of yours will not do you any good!”

 Despite having the contract thrown right in the face, Xiao Luo maintained a c.o.c.ky smile on his face. He hid his chagrin and contained the instinctive urge to kick the old geezer up his behind. On any other day, that would undoubtedly have been the outcome, but he was, after all, only there to conduct business.

 “I get heated up just looking at your face, little boy. Do you know what kind of friends.h.i.+p I have with Mr. Fang? You want me to do business with Luo's Workshop? Who the f*ck you think you are? What makes you think you can challenge Mr. Fang when your pubic hair isn't even done growing yet? Do you think you can get away with that? Not just Mr. Fang, even I, Jiang Yongchun, can smash Luo's Workshop up like it's child's play! Don't mess with us!”

 Jiang Yongchun pointed his finger aggressively at both of them. “You and your little b*tch, get out of here, now! Don't come and provoke me ever again, or else I'll let Luo's Workshop have a taste of my wrath!” He warned them with genuine menace.

 It made him feel superior, humiliating Xiao Luo the way he did. It would be something to boast about when the boys got together.

 Xiao Luo shook his head, and said to him in feigned concern, “Mr. Jiang, if I guessed correctly, you've pa.s.sed out three days ago without any apparent reason, am I correct?”

 As soon as he said that, Jiang Yongchun drew back, but managed to hide his shock somewhat. “What did you just say? Are you investigating me?”

 In truth, Jiang Yongchun was aghast that Xiao even knew about it. He did indeed pa.s.s out three days ago. It happened at his home for no apparent reason. He immediately went to the hospital for examination and found nothing. They only said that he might have squatted for too long and that, combined with his low blood pressure, had caused an oxygen deficiency in his brain. These ultimately resulted in him pa.s.sing out temporarily. Only Jiang and his wife knew about this matter, and there was no way an outsider could've learned about that. So, from where did Xiao Luo hear it?

 Xiao Luo didn't provide him with a straightforward answer. He looked at his face and said knowledgeably, “Ga.s.sy stomach, fatigued body, deepened voice, short of breath during movements, p.r.o.ne to sweating, palpitations, pale appearance: all of these are indications that you're sick. What's more, this isn't some minor illness. It's a condition serious enough to kill you.”

 “What nonsense are you talking about? I am very much in pink!”

 While he was saying that, his disposition betrayed his false confidence. What Xiao Luo had just pointed out were precisely the symptoms he had been showing lately.

 “Is that so?”

 Xiao Luo smiled, “I bet that isn't the first time you pa.s.sed out. You would've pa.s.sed out for the first time about a year ago. Since then, you've found it increasingly difficult to perform during s.e.xual activities. After you pa.s.sed out for the fourth time, you were no longer capable of having s.e.x. You desire it, but your body won't answer, am I right?”

 As soon as he said that, Jiang Yongchun burst into a cold sweat. Everything he said was right. This wiseguy seemed like he has been watching him for the past year. How could this even be possible?

 In an instant, shock turned to horror. Xiao Luo had now become a phantom figure in his mind!

 “H-how did you know that?”

 Jiang Yongchun's response verified everything that Xiao Luo pointed out. Luo Qi simply looked at her boss, Xiao Luo, with a sense of amazement. “That was incredible,” she thought. Was her boss also a miracle doctor?

 Xiao Luo was undoubtedly a miracle healer, as he specialized in traditional Chinese medicine. He exchanged the talent from the system with 800 points before he came to Yingtong Plastic Factory, with the sole purpose of dealing with Jiang Yongchun. He had known that he wasn't interested in women. As a man, there must be something wrong with his body for him to lose interest in pretty la.s.ses.

 In traditional Chinese medical science: seeing, hearing, asking, and correlating the findings were the basis of finding a path to wellness. Now that Xiao Luo had acquired this talent, the skill he possessed was the top-notch level. It allowed him to tell Jiang Yongchun's sickness at a glance.

 Xiao Luo lifted his eyebrows and said matter-of-factly, “By looking at you, of course.”

 “N-n-nonsense! Say another word, and I'll call security!” Jiang Yongchun refused to believe one bit of Xiao Luo's words.

 “You'll know whether I'm telling the truth in four days because, at that time, you will pa.s.s out again for no reason. The shortening interval between your fainting spells is like a countdown to your life. If you do not hurry up and seek medical attention, you would probably live for another six months at the most, while spending at least half of the time in a sickbed,” said Xiao Luo.

 Six months left to live?!

 At this moment, Jiang Yongchun felt his soul leaving his body. If Xiao Luo were able to diagnose his symptoms accurately, it would be unwise to refute his prediction that he may genuinely have only six months left to live.

 “You're justf*ckin trying to frighten me. I've been to the best hospital in Jiangcheng, and they all say that there's absolutely nothing is wrong with my body! Y-you're trying to with me…!” He pointed at Xiao Luo with a trembling hand, almost hoping he'd take back what he said.

 Xiao Luo stood up, not planning to waste any more of his time there.

 “There's no reason for me to fool you. I'll be waiting at Luo's Workshop.” He said curtly, and added, “You better keep every piece of the contract on the floor. I will not accept it if any page is stained. Between Taste Buds and Luo's Workshop, I believe you will make the right choice.”

 Upon finis.h.i.+ng, he waved his hand and promptly left with Luo Qi.

 “You wanna scare me? Do you think I was brought up eating fear? Scram you little kid!”

 Jiang Yongchun yelled out from his office. But after he calmed down, he felt overcome by a growing, impending doom. For a while, he stared blankly at the contract doc.u.ments scattered on the ground. At last, he walked over, bent down, picked them up one by one, and placed them together carefully.

 He couldn't hazard a single mishap. No matter how wealthy he was, he needed his health to live to enjoy his riches. For successful bosses like him, when it concerned life and death, they would even be afraid of their shadows.