Lin Zifeng and Ouyang Xiuxin both looked over. In the lobby of Wutian Tower, a group of people surrounded an old man whose body was shaking crazily.

Next to the old man was a young woman in her early twenties. She shouted anxiously: "My grandpa is dying. Is there a doctor here? Please help my grandpa deal with it first."

When Ouyang Xiuxin saw this, he said to Lin Zifeng, "I'll go take a look," and then immediately rushed forward.

Doctors are benevolent, and although Ouyang Xiuxin sometimes shows off, when times like this come, Ouyang Xiuxin will not really refuse to save him.

Lin Zifeng and Wen Tingting also walked over, ready to see what was going on.

Ouyang Xiuxin rushed up quickly and shouted: "Please give way, I am a doctor."

When they heard that a doctor was coming, everyone unanimously moved out of the way.

Ouyang Xiuxin quickly came to the trembling old man's side. He first raised his hands and pressed on several acupuncture points on the old man's body.

Then he took out the silver needle and inserted it six times in succession. Only then did Mr. Zhang's breathing return to normal, and his hands and feet no longer trembled so much.

"Thank you. I will take my grandfather to the hospital now. Here is my business card. If you call me later, I will definitely thank you."

With that said, the young woman handed Ouyang Xiuxin a business card, and then took her grandfather into the ambulance.

Ouyang Xiuxin smiled faintly and said nothing.

"Hahaha, Master Ouyang, your medical skills are still so outstanding."

At this moment, a hearty laugh came. Lin Zifeng turned around and saw a well-proportioned young man in a suit walking quickly.

Wen Tingting whispered in Lin Zifeng's ear: "Boss, he is Yin Baoxin."

Ouyang Xiuxin walked to Lin Zifeng with a smile, and together with Wen Tingting, guarded Lin Zifeng in the middle. Suddenly Lin Zifeng took the dominant position.

"Boss Yin, you're welcome. Mr. Lin wants to discuss some business matters with you this time. I'm just here to help.

I'll accompany you." Ouyang Xiuxin smiled.

Yin Baoxin's eyes fell on Lin Zifeng and he said with a smile: "Young Master Lin, I have been a famous doctor for a long time. At the three-city exchange meeting, he defeated the arrogant Chinese medicine doctors in Donghai City and stole the show for our Shu city. You can really be regarded as a master of medicine."

Yin Baoxin's words were a bit particular. He respected Lin Zifeng as the master of medicine, probably because he had Zuo Qiansheng in mind.

After all, the only medical saint recognized in Jiangnan Province now is Zuo Qiansheng.

As the son of the president of the Shucheng Medical Association, he needs to pay more attention to his words when speaking and doing things.

Lin Zifeng didn't care about this problem, and said with a smile: "Let's go, don't stand here, let's go to the private room to chat."

"Okay." Yin Baoxin nodded, and they came to the private room together.

After everyone was seated, Lin Zifeng said: "Boss Yin, I won't beat around the bush, I want to buy shares of your Kite Group."

When Yin Baoxin came, he already knew what he was going to talk about this time and couldn't help but smile:

"Mr. Lin, you should know that our Kite Group is developing rapidly. Even Fengyue Group, which has the largest distribution market share in Shucheng, is working closely with us. At this time, I have no reason to buy shares."

At this point, Yin Baoxin continued: "But I also saw the prospects of Xingshan Pharmaceutical, and I also knew that Mr. Lin vented bad breath for us in Sichuan at the three-city Chinese medicine exchange meeting, so I came here anyway."

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally. Before he came, he had thought that if he wanted to acquire a small amount, even buying shares would not necessarily go smoothly.

"So, I think we should give Mr. Lin some face by cutting off 5% of the shares and selling them to Mr. Lin. What do you think, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Zifeng frowned slightly when he heard this. This ratio was even lower than his budget. Originally, Lin Zifeng thought that it would be 10%, but he didn't expect that it would only be 5%.

"Isn't five percent a little too little? Let's do it this way, 20%. How about I buy it at double the current market value of each share of Kite Group?" Lin Zifeng said. Lin Zifeng and Ouyang Xiuxin both looked over.

, in the lobby of Wutian Building, a group of people often gathered around an old man whose body was shaking crazily.

Next to the old man was a young woman in her early twenties. She shouted anxiously: "My grandpa is dying. Is there a doctor here? Please help my grandpa deal with it first."

When Ouyang Xiuxin saw this, he said to Lin Zifeng, "I'll go take a look," and then immediately rushed forward.

Doctors are benevolent, and although Ouyang Xiuxin sometimes shows off, when times like this come, Ouyang Xiuxin will not really refuse to save him.

Lin Zifeng and Wen Tingting also walked over, ready to see what was going on.

Ouyang Xiuxin rushed up quickly and shouted: "Please give way, I am a doctor."

When they heard that a doctor was coming, everyone unanimously moved out of the way.

Ouyang Xiuxin quickly came to the trembling old man's side. He first raised his hands and pressed on several acupuncture points on the old man's body.

Then he took out the silver needle and inserted it six times in a row. Only then did Mr. Zhang's breathing return to normal, and his hands and feet no longer trembled so much. ??

"Thank you. I will take my grandfather to the hospital now. Here is my business card. If you call me later, I will definitely thank you."

With that said, the young woman handed Ouyang Xiuxin a business card, and then took her grandfather into the ambulance.

Ouyang Xiuxin smiled faintly and said nothing.

"Hahaha, Master Ouyang, your medical skills are still so outstanding."

At this moment, a hearty laugh came. Lin Zifeng turned around and saw a well-proportioned young man in a suit walking quickly.

Wen Tingting whispered in Lin Zifeng's ear: "Boss, he is Yin Baoxin."

Ouyang Xiuxin walked to Lin Zifeng with a smile, and together with Wen Tingting, guarded Lin Zifeng in the middle. Suddenly Lin Zifeng took the dominant position.

"Boss Yin, you're welcome. Mr. Lin wants to discuss some business matters with you this time. I'm just here to help.

I'll accompany you." Ouyang Xiuxin smiled.

Yin Baoxin's eyes fell on Lin Zifeng and he said with a smile: "Young Master Lin, I have been a famous doctor for a long time. At the three-city exchange meeting, he defeated the arrogant Chinese medicine doctors in Donghai City and stole the show for our Shu city. You can really be regarded as a master of medicine."

Yin Baoxin's words were a bit particular. He respected Lin Zifeng as the master of medicine, probably because he had Zuo Qiansheng in mind.

After all, the only medical saint recognized in Jiangnan Province now is Zuo Qiansheng.

As the son of the president of the Shucheng Medical Association, he needs to pay more attention to his words when speaking and doing things.

Lin Zifeng didn't care about this problem, and said with a smile: "Let's go, don't stand here, let's go to the private room to chat."

"Okay." Yin Baoxin nodded, and they came to the private room together.

After everyone was seated, Lin Zifeng said: "Boss Yin, I won't beat around the bush, I want to buy shares of your Kite Group."

When Yin Baoxin came, he already knew what he was going to talk about this time and couldn't help but smile:

"Mr. Lin, you should know that our Kite Group is developing rapidly. Even Fengyue Group, which has the largest distribution market share in Shucheng, is working closely with us. At this time, I have no reason to buy shares."

At this point, Yin Baoxin continued: "But I also saw the prospects of Xingshan Pharmaceutical, and I also knew that Mr. Lin vented bad breath for us in Sichuan at the three-city Chinese medicine exchange meeting, so I came here anyway."

Lin Zifeng smiled noncommittally. Before he came, he had thought that if he wanted to acquire a small amount, even buying shares would not necessarily go smoothly.

"So, I think we should give Mr. Lin some face by cutting off 5% of the shares and selling them to Mr. Lin. What do you think, Mr. Lin?"

Lin Zifeng frowned slightly when he heard this. This ratio was even lower than his budget. Originally, Lin Zifeng thought that it would be 10%, but he didn't expect that it would only be 5%.
Chapter completed!