How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 337 I Don't Tell Just Anyone
Upon hearing the woman's quote, Zhang Wen couldn't help but think: It's good to be rich.

Spending lavishly on things you love—that's what the wealthy should be like.

If he refuses again, wouldn't he be throwing away the money?

Moreover, the other party bought life essence, not bags or watches, so he didn't think the other party was being ripped off. On the contrary, he thought the woman knew her stuff.

What is the life essence?
It's a fairy peach.

Is 60 million a piece expensive?
Not expensive.

Absolutely genuine.

"Miss Song, I didn't expect that after so much time, your obsession with the Essence of Life would still remain undiminished. Why are you so determined to buy the Essence of Life?"

Zhang Wen did not agree immediately, but instead pretended to be puzzled and asked questions, trying his best to appear as if he regarded money as dirt and would not bow down for 20 million.

Everyone likes money, but you can't wear your love for money on your sleeve.

Upon hearing this, Song Yixin thought to herself: This is why I want to replicate the life essence.

But as long as I think about it, I can't say it. If I did, would I still be able to buy it?

So she sighed dramatically before saying, "Alas, my father overworked himself when he was young, and in recent years he has had various health problems. I am still too young to help him much at work, so I can only try to buy some good medicine in the hope that it will help his health."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wen immediately put on a touched expression, "Miss Song, your filial piety has moved me. For this filial piety, I will sell you a bottle."

Song Yixin's eyes lit up, and her blood seemed to boil with excitement, as if she had bought not just a bottle of medicine, but a health product market worth hundreds of billions or even trillions of yuan.

She has even envisioned the family business entering the Fortune 500 under her leadership, and has already decided what to wear when she rings the bell at Nasdaq.

By then, she will no longer be a rich second-generation, but a famous female entrepreneur and an outstanding businesswoman, someone who will be laughing in her sleep.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your understanding. Give me your bank card number, and I'll transfer the money to you right now," Song Yixin said impatiently, afraid that the other party would change his mind.

Not wanting to slow down the other party's efforts to show filial piety to his father, Zhang Wen immediately gave them a bank card number.

Song Yixin transferred the money on the spot, her actions were incredibly swift and decisive.

Because of the delay, she even showed the transfer interface, afraid that the other party wouldn't believe her.

"Mr. Zhang, when will I be able to receive the Life Essence?" Song Yixin asked after putting away her phone, her eyes filled with urgency.

"Tomorrow, at this time tomorrow, wait for me at Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center." Zhang Wen said, taking out a business card from his pocket with the new address of Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center printed on it.

“It’s a deal.” Song Yixin immediately took the business card, glanced at the address on it, and said, “Mr. Zhang, you go ahead with your work. I won’t bother you any longer. See you tomorrow.”

"Okay, see you tomorrow." Zhang Wen nodded.

Song Yixin smiled and waved her hand, then walked towards the hotel entrance.

As he turned around, a hint of smugness appeared in his eyes.

Haha, didn't you say there weren't any more? How come there are again?
You'll see later that my 20 million isn't so easy to earn.

Watching the woman's departing figure, Zhang Wen truly hoped to get to know more wealthy second-generation individuals with such filial piety.

"Ding!"

Just then, my phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it; it was a bank SMS notification that money had been deposited.

Looking at the additional 20 million in his account, Zhang Wen remained calm and composed.

Just another ordinary day.

……

The next evening.

After leaving the film crew, Zhang Wen went straight to Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center.

Because of traffic congestion, it took an hour and a half to travel the 40-kilometer distance.

When he walked in carrying the plastic bag, he immediately saw Song Yixin standing at the front desk. She looked a little anxious, but her furrowed brows relaxed when she saw him.

"Mr. Zhang, you've arrived." Song Yixin quickly went to greet him, her eyes scanning the man closely.

Huh? Where's the life essence?
From last night until now, her mind has been filled with the life essence, and it even appeared in her dreams.

If she didn't have to go to her father's company during the day, she would have come here to wait for someone in the morning.

"Ms. Song, there was a traffic jam on the way. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," Zhang Wen said.

"No, I just arrived not long ago," Song Yixin said after hearing this.

In fact, she had been there for two hours.

There was no way around it; the allure of the life essence was too great for her, and besides, the lab was waiting for the life essence to be analyzed.

Zhang Wen didn't waste any words with the other party and simply handed over the plastic bag in his hand.

"Give!"

"what?"

Song Yixin stared blankly at the black plastic bag.

If she wasn't mistaken, this should contain the life essence, but isn't it too casual to put something worth 20 million in such a plastic bag?

She took the bag and looked inside; it was even more casual than she had imagined.

At least put it in a decent gift box; it won't cost much.

If you didn't know better, you'd think it was filled with household garbage.

"Miss Song seems disappointed. Is she regretting her purchase? I can refund your money," Zhang Wen said.

"No!" Song Yixin quickly shook her head, and like a face changing, she instantly put on a smiling face, tightly clutching the plastic bag as she explained, "Mr. Zhang, you misunderstood. I'm not disappointed, I'm just so happy. With this bottle of life essence, my father's health will definitely improve."

After saying that, she wiped away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand.

"Miss Song, your filial piety is simply unmatched. Everyone else is like a warm cotton-padded jacket, but you're like a military overcoat—even a goose can't keep you warm. Don't worry, the Life Essence will definitely not disappoint you," Zhang Wen said with a smile.

'I hope so,' Song Yixin thought to herself, then looked up and said, 'Mr. Zhang, thank you. I'll go home now and give it to my father. I'll definitely thank you properly another day.'

Saying that, he was about to leave.

"Wait!" Zhang Wen suddenly called out to Song Yixin.

"!!!"

Song Yixin shuddered, as if she had been struck by a pressure point, and froze on the spot.

what's the situation?
Wasn't the money already transferred yesterday?
Do you think you can just raise the price on the spot?

Wait, could it be that they know she's planning to replicate the Life Essence?
No way!

She didn't tell anyone, not even her family, wanting to surprise her father after successfully replicating the product.

After a moment of lost thought, Song Yixin came to her senses and, forcing herself to remain calm, looked at the man in front of her and asked, "Mr. Zhang, is there anything else?"

"Let's add each other on WeChat," Zhang Wen said.

"Oh." Song Yixin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then took her phone out of her bag and opened WeChat.

"Ding!"

I had just accepted the friend request when I saw the man send me a photo.

Is this... a selfie? Song Yixin looked puzzled.

Why send photos when I'm just adding you as a friend?
"Miss Song, would you like your father to recover faster?" Zhang Wen asked.

"Yes." Song Yixin nodded heavily.

Actually, her father didn't have any serious illnesses, just high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and high blood sugar, commonly known as the "three highs," but they weren't severe.

Yesterday, when I was buying the Vitality Essence, I brought up my father to play the victim, so now I can only go along with what the man says.

“Miss Song, after you go back, print out the photo I sent you and place it in your home for worship. Burn 99 incense sticks every day, and with the Life Essence, you will have unexpected effects. The more people who worship it, the stronger the effect will be. I don’t tell this to just anyone,” Zhang Wen said mysteriously.

"what?"

Song Yixin looked completely surprised.

The effectiveness of a medicine depends on its ingredients; it's chemistry, and more importantly, science. When did it become associated with theology?

Burning incense and worshipping gods is just a ritual to express respect for the gods and a way to entrust one's wishes. How could it be related to the efficacy of medicine?
She had initially thought the man was a miracle doctor, but after hearing these words, she now felt he was just a charlatan.

Moreover, the other party even sent her a selfie asking her to offer incense; isn't that a bit too narcissistic?

“Mr. Zhang, you’re still alive, so it’s not right for me to burn incense for you?” Song Yixin asked.

"What are you saying? Take a closer look," Zhang Wen reminded him.

Song Yixin looked at the photo in WeChat again, this time clicking to enlarge it. Next to the portrait, she saw four small characters: Wenquxingjun (the God of Literature).

It turns out to be Wenquxingjun (the God of Literature); I thought it was a picture of this man.

They look so alike!
and many more!

Isn't Wenquxingjun the guardian deity who governs human fame, fortune, and academic success? He's also the protector of learning, exams, and advancement in education. What does he have to do with healing?
Even if you're going to worship someone, you should worship Sun Simiao, the King of Medicine, or Shennong, the legendary ancestor of agriculture and medicine. What's the point of worshipping Wenqu Xingjun?

Did you switch channels?

"Mr. Zhang, did you send the wrong picture?" Song Yixin asked, then showed the picture on her phone to the other party.

"No," Zhang Wen said definitively.

This photo was photoshopped by him using his own picture combined with the ancestral statues in the Wenqu Pagoda. It is absolutely unique in terms of its image and there is no mistake about it.

"Pray to the God of Literature to bless my dad with good health? Are you sure that will work?" Song Yixin frowned, feeling that this was completely absurd.

It's like asking the finance department to let someone go, or asking the security department to let you get money.

Although we all work in the same company and are colleagues, we each manage our own affairs, so giving gifts is useless.

"Don't pry into things in the heavens." Zhang Wen's attitude immediately turned cold.

This woman's brain isn't working properly.

If they tell you to pray, then pray. Why all the fuss? I'm not trying to swindle you out of money or sex.

If he doesn't worship the God of Literature, it will delay the ancestor's ascension. He's worried about the ancestor, so he's not in the mood to make the Elixir of Life. Without the Elixir of Life, there's no way to cure illnesses...

Therefore, burning incense and praying is not only useful, but also very useful.

Song Yixin's eyelashes trembled slightly as she lowered her eyes to conceal the disdain surging within them.

He thought to himself: It's as if you know about things in heaven.

To be honest, if she weren't still on this man's turf and worried that he would take back the life essence she had, she would have already retorted.

As for now...

There's an old saying: When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

"I will pray," Song Yixin said perfunctorily, with no intention of actually doing so.

If anyone should pray, it should be the God of Wealth, to bless her so that she can successfully replicate the life essence and bring unprecedented wealth to the company.

Zhang Wen stared intently at the woman, seeing right through her thoughts, but he didn't force her; instead, he let her leave.

Whether or not to make offerings is a matter of personal freedom.

Anyway, he will not sell the life essence to the other party for less than 20 million in the future.

This is the consequence of not being sincere.

Song Yixin hurriedly left Xingxiang Art Examination Training Center, quickly returned to her car, and took out the life essence from the plastic bag.

Yes, it is genuine life essence.

She had seen the life essence at Aunt Yang's house; it was exactly the same color.

It should be true.

"yeah!"

Song Yixin exclaimed excitedly, feeling as if she were seeing not just a bottle of medicine, but the company's hope of entering the Fortune Global 500.

With that in mind, she immediately drove away to her family's pharmaceutical company.

The Song family started with medical devices and is one of the top ten medical device companies in China. Ten years ago, they began to venture into the pharmaceutical industry, integrating scientific research, production and sales, covering multiple treatment areas such as analgesia, anesthesia and hypoglycemia.

An hour later, the car arrived at the pharmaceutical company.

Song Yixin got out of the car and ran into the company gate.

She had already put the life essence into her Hermès bag, which was worthy of the 20 million yuan drug.

"Assistant Song, you're here. Did you bring the samples?" Shao Chengshu, the director of the R&D department, asked curiously.

After receiving Ms. Song's call last night, he was filled with anticipation, wondering what kind of medicine Ms. Song could praise to the skies.
He even gave the R&D department a strict order: they must replicate this drug.

“I brought it.” Song Yixin took out the bottle of Life Essence from her bag and looked at the director of the R&D department, saying, “Director Shao, this is the medicine I want you to replicate. It’s called Life Essence and has amazing effects such as strengthening the body, protecting the stomach, calming the nerves and aiding sleep, and anti-aging and beautifying the skin.”

"That's amazing?" Shao Chengshu was slightly taken aback, his eyes filled with disbelief.

One medicine treats one disease; how can one medicine cure several diseases? Isn't that a scam?

However, he did not voice his true thoughts. This was medicine sent by Miss Song, how could he dare to object?

Even if he objects, he should do so only after analyzing the ingredients of the 'miracle drug,' so that he has a reasoned and well-founded argument. Otherwise, people who don't know the situation might think he's deliberately going against Miss Song.

“Director Shao, you may not know, but a bottle of this Life Essence is already being sold for ten million yuan in the wealthy circle. I spent twenty million yuan to finally get my hands on this bottle. By the way, pour half a bottle and keep the other half for me. I want to give it to my dad to drink,” Song Yixin said.

"what?"

Shao Chengshu was shocked. Such a small bottle costs 20 million?

Is it possible to reverse aging or bring the dead back to life?
It's still easier to make money off the rich.

“Assistant Song, how about you give it to President Song to drink after I finish testing the Life Essence? That would be safer,” Shao Chengshu said.

Song Yixin thought about it and felt that what Director Shao said made sense, so she nodded.

“Okay, remember to be quick,” Song Yixin said.

"Yes." Shao Chengshu nodded, then took the life essence into the laboratory. He also wanted to see what made this miraculous medicine so miraculous.

Song Yixin gazed in the direction of the laboratory, her eyes filled with anticipation.

You surnamed Zhang, one day you will come begging to me.

……

(End of this chapter)