Ning Xingchen entered a high-end image styling salon. As soon as the young girls in the shop saw a customer arrive, they immediately welcomed him, saying, "Welcome."
"Ask your chief designer to give me a handsome style. Money is not an issue," Ning Xingchen said.
Seeing Ning Xingchen's extraordinary demeanor and generosity, the young girl smiled and asked Ning Xingchen to wait for a moment while she went to call the stylist.
Ning Xingchen looked at himself in the mirror and realized that his self from three years ago was still quite naive and tender. Whether it was due to obtaining the system or not, Ning Xingchen felt inexplicably handsome now. With his fair and handsome features, he exuded a sharpness that made sense why the salesgirl would be a little infatuated and shy upon seeing him.
Ning Xingchen indulged in his own narcissism for a while. It should be said that a confident man is the most handsome.
The shop manager, upon hearing that a rich man had arrived, personally took charge and began to design Ning Xingchen's hairstyle.
Indeed, you get what you pay for. A thousand bucks well spent. Previously, he had only been to those ten or twenty yuan haircut places. Even if the hairdressers were skilled, they couldn't showcase his handsomeness. There's a saying that's really true: "Hairstyle is a person's second face."
Even the young girl who welcomed Ning Xingchen couldn't help but reveal a lovestruck expression. It was clear how handsome Ning Xingchen had become.
After Ning Xingchen had his hair done, the young girl eagerly approached, boldly asking, "Can I add you on WeChat, handsome?"
Without hesitation, Ning Xingchen took out his phone and let her scan his QR code.
"I want to add too!" At this moment, several other girls in the shop couldn't resist and came forward, wanting to add Ning Xingchen on WeChat. In just one hour, he had attracted a bunch of admirers.
So Ning Xingchen, amidst the sweet talk and flirting of these girls, finally left the hairstyling salon.
Dressed in Armani clothing, looking handsome and charming, Ning Xingchen hailed a taxi and headed to the hospital. On the way, he considered that it was time to visit a 4S dealership and buy a sports car to play around with. Three years ago, Ning Xingchen had already obtained his driver's license, but because he couldn't afford a car, his driver's license was like waste paper, tossed into a drawer.
His phone kept buzzing with notifications. Ning Xingchen opened WeChat to take a look, a smirk crossing his lips. It had only been a short while since he left the salon, and already the girls there couldn't resist confessing their love for him. Some even wanted to bear his children.
Ning Xingchen didn't reply to any of them, closed his phone, and decided he didn't have time to deal with these cute girls for now. Because he was about to handle something big: acquiring the Rhodes Hospital.
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Arriving at the hospital, Ning Xingchen headed straight for the director's office. This office was extremely familiar to him. It was three years ago that he had begged the director here, offering to slowly pay off his mother's surgery fees through work. But he had been flatly rejected by the middle-aged man, leaving a lasting impression of the director's cold-heartedness on Ning Xingchen.
Ning Xingchen didn't bother knocking on the door. He kicked it open and walked in.
The sight of someone barging in startled the nurse who was sitting on the director's lap. She quickly adjusted her white coat and scurried away like a rabbit to the side.
"It's you again? Why are you here?" Director Wang Dawei frowned, angrily questioning Ning Xingchen. This guy had ruined his intimate moment.
"I'm here to talk business with you," Ning Xingchen said coldly, a hint of ice in his tone.
Wang Dawei, seeing Ning Xingchen's hand hidden behind his back, was startled, breaking out in a cold sweat. He had seen news about medical disputes before. Once a patient's family went crazy, it was very likely they would resort to violence.
"Young man, let's talk properly. We can discuss your mother's surgery fees again, but you know, this is a private hospital. Profit is our goal. You're making things difficult for me, but it's useless. This is a rule of the board of directors," Wang Dawei's voice trembled slightly, especially with Ning Xingchen's overwhelming aura, giving him a dangerous feeling.
"Heh, Director Wang, have you watched too many violent movies? I'm a law-abiding citizen and won't do such stupid things. Besides, I've already paid my mother's surgery fees. This small amount of money is insignificant to me, not even a day's pocket money," Ning Xingchen understood now. Director Wang was just a coward who bullies the weak. If he had been a bit more forceful back then, maybe he could have salvaged something.
"What do you want then?" Wang Dawei, realizing Ning Xingchen didn't have malicious intentions, coughed lightly, sitting back in his chair and putting on the airs of a director.
"I want to acquire Rhodes Hospital," Ning Xingchen said slowly.
Hearing this, Wang Dawei's face was dumbfounded for a second, then he burst into laughter, laughing so hard that he was nearly falling out of his chair. Even the nurse beside him couldn't help but giggle, mocking Ning Xingchen's absurd claim. This young man, despite his young age, seemed mentally unstable.
"Acquire Rhodes Hospital? By you? Do you know how much this joint venture high-end private hospital is worth? Fifteen billion, do you know?" Wang Dawei sneered, this was a joke he could laugh about for a year.
"Heh, I thought it was more. Only fifteen billion? It's so cheap that I'm starting to reconsider." Ning Xingchen chuckled lightly.
"Are you insane? Completely insane, you brat," Wang Dawei felt like talking to another crazy person would drive him crazy too.
At this moment, the seven security guards who were patrolling and ensuring security passed by. The captain saw that the director's office door was open, so he came in and asked, "Director Wang, is something wrong?"
"You've come at the right time. Quickly, take this lunatic to the psychiatric ward and give him a good examination. If he isn't treated, he'll have to be thrown into the insane asylum," Wang Dawei pointed at Ning Xingchen, loudly instructing the captain of the security team.
"Yes, Director Wang," the seven security guards moved forward to grab Ning Xingchen.
Seven burly men, tall and muscular, Ning Xingchen wasn't their match at all. Three years ago, Ning Xingchen was even skinnier. It was difficult for him to deal with just one of them, let alone fight against seven big men.
"System, system, are you there? I want to draw a lottery," Ning Xingchen urgently requested to make himself stronger quickly, preparing to draw a martial arts secret manual and instantly become a hero.
"Host, I'm here. I'll draw a lottery for you right away."
Hearing the soft voice of the system, Ning Xingchen speculated that the system must be a cute and lovely little girl, a loli.
Previously, Ning Xingchen had earned quite a few Godly Points from spending in the mall, enough for him to draw at least one E-grade lottery.
So, the lottery wheel appeared in front of Ning Xingchen once again. This time, he was determined to have great luck.