In the ward, Xue Fu's legs were covered with plaster and hung through gauze to relieve the swelling of his legs. He flipped through the contract that Tian Yinan had given him before he could finish his hand.

He suddenly laughed, closed the contract, and praised: "Yihan, I am worthy of being my capable man, I did this with great care!"

"Young Master is so proud! I've just done what I should do!" Tian Yinan said modestly.

"Sell all these medicines, and you can't leave any fuss. I want those people to come to the imperial capital branch of Mai Pharmaceutical Company to see what Xiao Yang does!"

A thick layer of frost seemed to condense on Xue Fu's face, and the killing light in his eyes was revealed, and there was a cold chill in his voice.

"Young Master, I'll do it now!"

Tian Yinan responded and turned around and walked out of the ward.

The moment he turned around, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, all of which were as expected!

Ning Qian could be sure that it was Peng Qiulai who was behind his back without investigating it. After returning to Huatu Shopping Mall, he ordered Han Gua to book a banquet in Xiangman Tower, and at the same time prepared some people to hide in the dark.

Then he called Peng Qiulai and made an appointment.

Xiangmanlou is famous in the imperial capital and comparable to Chunfenglou, but the status of diners who dine here is more high-end.

The banquet that Ning Qian booked was on the top floor of Xiangman Building. The whole floor was decorated in a very grand manner, with floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides, allowing all the most prosperous scenery of the imperial capital to be seen.

Ning Qian arrived at Xiangman Tower early and waited for Peng Qiu to come on the top floor.

After a long time, Peng Qiulai came to the banquet alone.

Ning Qian saw Peng Qiu appear and said coldly: "Come?"

Peng Qiulai had a faint smile on his face, nodded, and then sat opposite Ning Qian.

He glanced at the food on the table in front of him, looked at Ning Qian opposite him, and said with a laugh: "What day is today? Brother Ning prepares such good wine and food to treat me?"

Click!

Ning Qian unfolded the folding fan in his hand, his eyes were filled with coldness, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He slammed the fan gently and said slowly: "Do you have nothing to say?"

Peng Qiulai was extremely calm, and the brilliance in his eyes was as calm as the windless lake surface. He shrugged his shoulders and looked a little mocking.

"I don't know what Brother Ning wants to hear?"

Hearing this, Ning Qian clenched the folding fan with his hand, gritted his teeth, and two gusts of killing shot out from his eyes.

He asked coldly: "Did you set up the set between Ningbo Tao and Ning Han and his son?"

"Oh! It turns out that Brother Ning is asking about this!"

Peng Qiulai pretended to be enlightened and said.

"I can't blame me. If you blame me, you can only blame your uncle and brother for being too confused and want to take away the industry of Huarong Street in your hands! In this way, I've helped you, and there's no need to be grateful to me!"

"you……"

Ning Qian's two gazes were like two cold swords, shooting straight towards Peng Qiu. The blue veins on his forehead burst out, and the temples were even more thunderous. The force holding the fan tightly seemed to be about to break the steel fan bone.

"Why did you frame our Ning family?"

Ning Qian asked, suppressing the anger that was about to erupt in his heart.

Hearing this, Peng Qiulai leaned back on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, and said playfully: "Brother Ning, why are you asking this knowingly? I'm not doing all this for your Ning family's property!"
Chapter completed!