Han Xiangrou, who was already angry, became even more angry when she heard Lin Pingfan say this!
"Okay, you said money is the easiest thing to get in the world, then take out the money and let me go to Qianyi Chamber of Commerce to buy medicinal materials!"
As she said that, Han Xiangrou stretched out her little hand and raised her face in a manner that made it difficult for Lin Pingfan.
Lin Pingfan didn't give up. He threw his wallet directly to Han Xiangrou and said with a smile: "You can swipe the dragon card inside as you like!"
"what the hell!"
Han Xiangrou pursed her lips and looked displeased: "I thought you could go get a loan with Chen Sheng!"
"Master Lin, please stop joking, okay?"
"When you acquired Fengyun Group, you swiped this card. Even if you were a hidden rich man before, the money in the card has been used to acquire the group. How can you still have money?!"
Han Xiangrou didn't even open her wallet and was about to throw it back to Lin Pingfan.
"You have to believe me, Kali is definitely rich." Lin Pingfan assured with a smile.
When she heard Lin Pingfan say, "Believe me," she hesitated subconsciously.
Lin Pingfan created too many miracles, so in the end she opened her wallet, took out the dragon card, and then placed the wallet on the table.
"Humph, I believe you this time!"
"If there is no money in the card then, I will make this trip in vain, and I will eat your mouth!"
Han Xiangrou grinned at Lin Pingfan and put the dragon card into her bag, believing him.
The Yanxia Dragon Card has an overdraft of tens of billions and does not need to be repaid by the Dragon Card owner. The bill is completely paid by the state!
Just as the two were chatting, Lin Pingfan's cell phone rang.
I took a look at the number. It was the office number of the warden of the Magic City Prison.
Lin Pingfan frowned slightly, picked up his cell phone, walked outside the office, and answered the call.
"Sir, something bad has happened!"
Before Lin Pingfan could ask what was going on, the warden's anxious voice rang out.
"What happened!?" Lin Pingfan's tone became serious. This was the first time the supervisor was so urgent.
"The Lord of Hell of the Black Triangle...he, he, he ran away!"
The warden's words were stuttered, and one can imagine the seriousness of his gaffe: "Before he escaped from prison, Lord Yama left a blood letter in the cell, saying that he would die to avenge Shangguan God of War!"
Hearing this, Lin Pingfan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. That damn bald man actually held a grudge.
"Shangguan Yunyu is the God of War in Yanxia, so don't worry about her."
"If she can catch Lord Yama once, she can catch him a second time."
Despite this reassurance, the warden's mood still didn't seem to ease.
"But Young Master...the Prince of Hell has escaped from prison!"
"This is my dereliction of duty!"
"I... I'm afraid my position as supervisor is not guaranteed!"
"If you come back in the future, you won't be able to see me!"
When he said these words, the warden's tone was full of tears and grievance!
Only then did Lin Pingfan realize that the Superintendent didn't care about whom the Lord of Hell was seeking revenge from, he only cared about his position as Superintendent!
Lin Pingfan couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly, and then said lightly: "I will help you intercede with the Emperor. After all, you have helped me so much this time."
If a prisoner escapes from prison, the superiors will hold the warden accountable and even take away his golden rice bowl. But Lin Pingfan is not an ungrateful person.
As long as he opens his mouth about this trivial matter, the emperor will not be embarrassed.
Hearing this, the warden who was crying and complaining about his grievances one second suddenly became a completely different person the next second!
"Thank you so much, sir!"
"I just said that there is a future in hanging out with you. When you come back, I will give you the good wine I have stored for twenty years!"
Lin Pingfan looked helpless. This supervisor was simply a living treasure.
After hanging up the phone, he thought for a moment and pressed a series of unfamiliar numbers on his phone.
It took about ten seconds before the call was connected.
"Emperor, it's me, Lin Pingfan."
His words were calm, but there was respect in his tone.
"Haha, it's ordinary. You haven't called me for a while."
A sonorous and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone.
The voice was loud and powerful, and the tone was even more regal, and at the same time it gave people a strong sense of oppression!
One can't help but want to possess him and worship him.
"The emperor is busy, so I don't dare to disturb you easily." Lin Pingfan's tone was gentle, less cold than before.
"Haha, don't you bother me with too many things?"
"Tell me what you want from me this time."
Although the emperor's tone was full of majesty, his conversation with Lin Pingfan had become much gentler.
"Emperor, it is Huo Zhonglin's dereliction of duty that the Prince of Hell from the Black Triangle of the Demon City Prison escaped from prison."
"But he has helped me a lot these days."
"So I want to ask for a favor for Huo Zhonglin."
Lin Pingfan did not beat around the bush and directly expressed his demands.
"Haha, I thought that such a big deal would make the young master plead for mercy. This is a sure thing." The emperor chuckled and agreed without hesitation.
Even Ouyang Xing did not have such weight in front of the emperor, which showed how much the emperor valued Lin Pingfan.
"Thank you, Emperor." Lin Pingfan thanked him.
"You did a great job on traditional Chinese medicine this time, and the future is promising." The emperor began to praise him at this time.
Being recognized by the emperor is enough to show that this traditional Chinese medicine project has achieved great results!
"Thank you Emperor for your praise."
Lin Pingfan was humble and then said: "But it is not my own efforts, but the great help of Poison King Mo Huaiyuan that allowed the rapid development of the traditional Chinese medicine project."
"Emperor, I hope you can commute Mo Huaiyuan's sentence so that he can make up for his crime."
Lin Pingfan has never forgotten the commutation of Mo Huaiyuan's sentence.
So just when the Chinese medicine project was achieving results, I applied to Dijun again.
Only this time, the emperor did not immediately give Lin Pingfan the answer.
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
After a full minute, the emperor's majestic voice slowly sounded: "No, Mo Huaiyuan is too dangerous."
In the majestic voice, the previous easygoingness was no longer replaced by the aura of a king, which made people dare not refute!
Lin Pingfan looked calm and was not affected by the majestic words.
"Emperor, Fanfan has made a three-part agreement with Mo Huaiyuan. From now on, he will no longer use poison."
"Even if you encounter special circumstances, you still need my presence before you can use poison."
Lin Pingfan was very direct and did not give up because of the emperor's rejection.
He knew that the Chinese medicine project was the best opportunity to commute Mo Huaiyuan's sentence!
The emperor fell silent again, seeming to weigh the pros and cons.
After a long time, the majestic voice spoke again: "For his contribution to traditional Chinese medicine, I can commute his sentence or even release him after serving his sentence."
"But if he causes trouble outside, you will have to bear the blame with Mo Huaiyuan."
"Even if you are a young master, you cannot be exempted from this responsibility."