"Please feel free to ask; as long as it's within my capabilities, I will do my utmost."

Luo Xianping clearly wants to build a closer relationship with Lin Beichen, which would greatly benefit his future development.

Lin Beichen pondered for a moment, thinking that Luo Xianping had a certain level of capability. Although he lacked some refinement, he still had talent and ability; it's just that the two of them weren't very familiar yet.

So, Lin Beichen candidly said to Luo Xianping, his pacing unhurried, leaving room for negotiation: "Here's the thing, I'll tell you the address of my hospital. Come over quickly, and we can discuss things further in person."

"Any issues or situations can be properly communicated and resolved on the spot." Lin Beichen's words carried a calm demeanor, indicating he had already figured out many problems and was no longer as restless as before.

Luo Xianping quickly agreed: "Alright, alright, I'll make my way there as soon as possible. I hope you understand that my abilities are not a problem. As long as it's within my scope, I'll fully support you." After saying this, Luo Xianping hung up the phone.

Lin Beichen closed his eyes and started strategizing his next move. He guessed that with Wang Zhangmin's wisdom and ingenuity, they would soon send someone to contact him. He only needed to stay calm and collected.

After all, these people are from prominent families and won't act like mere thugs. Lan Zihua, on their side, should still be safe for the time being.

While Lin Beichen was waiting for Wang Zhangmin's side to make their move, Lan Zihua was brought into a cramped room.

She looked up and saw two men standing in front of her. One was an old man with a long beard, who smiled slightly, squinting his eyes as he discreetly observed Lan Zihua.

Next to him was a somewhat overweight man with a distinctly bruised mouth, as if he had been severely beaten recently.

The overweight man looked at Lan Zihua with a flash of anger in his eyes, nearly gritting his teeth to pounce. However, he seemed intimidated by the old man beside him, so he managed to suppress his fury and stood still.

Lan Zihua furrowed her brows, looked at them in confusion, then shook her head and asked, "What do you want from me?" Her voice was calm and unperturbed; being a self-made female CEO, intelligence and strategies were not foreign to her. Ever since she realized she was kidnapped, she had become more composed. These people were likely using her to threaten Lin Beichen; otherwise, why hire such experts for an ordinary kidnapping?

If that were the case, she would be safe.

Because they needed to use her for negotiation or exchange with Lin Beichen, they wouldn't harm her; rather, they would treat her with considerable respect.

Lan Zihua's guess was indeed correct. She had been here for two days, and everyone here, regardless of age or role, treated her with utmost respect, as if she were the lady of the house. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Every day, she enjoyed lavish meals and music, until she was brought to this room this afternoon.

The old man squinted his eyes at Lan Zihua and then grinned mischievously: "Not bad, not bad, quite a beauty. If I were thirty or forty years younger, I would pursue you myself." The old man's words carried a lecherous and sleazy undertone, making Lan Zihua feel nauseated.

She coldly snorted, staring at the old man and asked, "What do you intend to do to me? I warn you, if you dare harm me, I will take my own life. I won't let you succeed."

Lan Zihua's words were full of deterrence. If these were directed at others, those people might have been flustered. After all, they needed Lan Zihua to threaten Lin Beichen.

However, facing an old hand like the old man, such tactics were evidently ineffective.

The old man chuckled a few times, stood up, and said, "Interesting, truly interesting. You actually dare to talk to me like that, even turning the threat back on me. You are truly bold and meticulous."

"Lin Beichen is fortunate to have a capable woman like you by his side. It's a pity you've met me; I'm not so easily threatened. You've underestimated me." The old man said coldly, looking at Lan Zihua.

Then he suddenly changed his tone and said forcefully, "Alright, we don't need to talk so much. I'll tell you one thing." With that, he glanced at the strong men responsible for controlling Lan Zihua, "Everyone else, get out."

Upon hearing the old man's order, those men immediately gestured and left the room. The old man continued to speak to Lan Zihua: "I'll get straight to the point. I hope to negotiate and trade with Lin Beichen through you."

"I want Lin Beichen to hand over all his businesses along the coast to me; I must have them." The old man's statement was unequivocal, "If he agrees to this condition, you can leave. My demands are not excessive."

After speaking, the old man chuckled a few times, extending his hand. Immediately, someone beside him handed him a Havana cigar. The old man took a satisfying puff, and in the swirling smoke, Lan Zihua found it difficult to see his face clearly.

The old man said blandly, "That's my sole demand. Agree or not, he will have to agree. Otherwise, I'll tear his most beloved woman apart like a stray dog, do you understand?"