Chapter 876 The Temptation of Fame and Fortune

Lan Bingru suddenly invited Bian Mu out for dinner. Teacher Lan didn't mince words in her words. However, Lan Bingru still had some connections in the city. In this regard, she was really different from Wen Boyong. Wen Boyong's shortcomings were Quite a few, he is somewhat mercenary and takes money more seriously. However, Wen Boyong's advantages and disadvantages are all obvious, and at least 60% to 70% of them can be seen through at a glance.

Lan Bingru is very different. On the surface, you really can't tell how old he is without any discernment. Let's say seventy. He has a head of shiny black hair on his head, and his hairstyle is quite trendy. How old is he? Some artist's style. He must be around fifty years old. His eyes, eyes and brows reveal a very sophisticated temperament, which is completely different from ordinary people. Although Bian Mu only met him a few times, he left a deep impression on him.

Bian Mu knew very well that what Lan Bingru's eyes and eyebrows revealed were all the accumulation of life experience. It was like the stratification effect of rocks. Ten years is the temperament of ten years, and fifty years is the charm of fifty years. Young people become mature. Idioms like this don't work here.

Bian Mu guessed that Lan Bingru's real age should be between 65-70.

So far, although Bian Mu and Nie Yixiong have never met, through the old man's precious granddaughter Nie Yawen, and through the scattered patients who have not been completely cured under the name of Nie Yixiong's master and apprentice, Bian Mu has long drawn a picture of Nie Yixiong in his heart. Psychological portrait: extremely wise, elegant and vulgar, a little smooth but absolutely square in character, extremely shrewd, and financially strong, although it is rare for millions of people to have one.

Cen Songxue, Meng Shulan... Bian Mu generally had a relatively clear understanding in his heart.

However, Bian Mu had little confidence in Lan Bingru.

Now, if Bian Mu really wants to draw a psychological portrait for Teacher Lan Bingru, Bian Mu has no way to draw a "pen". To Bian Mu, Teacher Lan Bingru is an extremely difficult person to describe.

To be cautious, Bian Mu naturally couldn't promise Lan Bingru anything.

"You mean... Mr. Nie is too old. Most of the time, Pang Yuxi is in charge of the Nie family's traditional Chinese medicine clinic? And Pang Yuxi's behavior is quite interesting. Therefore, Lijin City's traditional Chinese medicine community, especially traditional Chinese medicine The mainstream atmosphere of this small group in the museum has become a bit unstable? The Dinghai Shenzhen symbol embodied in Mr. Nie has begun to fade year by year? Is this what you mean? "

After hearing this, Lan Bingru's eyes flashed with an imperceptible look of surprise. However, it was just a fleeting micro-expression, and most people could not detect it at all. Finally, Bian Mu had cultivated himself to some extent, and inadvertently , Bian Mu had already noticed it.

"Sure enough, you are a formidable young man! Who among your peers can have such insight as you?! Anyway, the young talents I have come into contact with have never seen such top figures. As expected, we did not misjudge you, that's what you said! Then... …Let’s discuss it in detail another day? Where to choose a site and how to decorate it?” With a happy face, Lan Bingru hurriedly responded with a few words in an equal and deliberation tone.

"Don't be impatient. Let me talk to you slowly. Haha... Do you think that Zhao Xicheng and Pang Yuxi are the same people? You may even... you may suspect that Pang Yuxi and Zhao Xicheng are too close. , have we come together a long time ago?"

As soon as this person appeared, Lan Bingru's eyes clearly flickered, and then he quickly disappeared.

"You really know more than I thought. It seems... they all underestimate you, haha... Yes, they have known each other for a long time, and Zhao Xicheng has never lost contact with Pang Yuxi since he went abroad. , this time I came back, I probably got some kind of letter from Pang Yuxi." Lan Bingru's words were somewhat candid.

"Really? Are you worried that the two of them will join forces secretly to become even bigger and stronger, to the point where they become the dominant family in Lijin City? That... would be quite detrimental to you and me?"

"Well! As you know, I also opened Chinese medical clinics overseas. In the past few years, my son was basically responsible for the domestic medical clinics. Our couple basically focused on overseas medical clinics. We are getting older. Well! Naturally, I have a feeling of returning to my roots in my heart. My wife is lucky. Both parents are still alive. She is ninety years old. In recent years, she has aged faster. She is very worried about being overseas. Where is my elder brother? She was willing to leave her homeland without authorization, but there was no other way. The other brothers and sisters in her family had limited abilities, so my wife decided to return to China to support her parents. As for me, it was impossible to seek further advancement overseas, so I naturally followed her home to fulfill my filial piety. Who would have thought that today's traditional Chinese medicine community in Lijin is very different from what I imagined. I thought about it secretly for a while. Not long after, I suddenly discovered that Pang Yuxi and Zhao Xicheng were quite close, so I secretly investigated for a while. , I feel like the two of them are really going to form a faction... I'm afraid that many industry standards may change to some extent..." At this point, Lan Bingru was a little thirsty, took the bowl and spoon, and scooped out a bowl of Tremella Clear. I took two sips of the porridge.

"Oh...that's it! No wonder...you think I can fight against Teacher Zhao Xicheng for a few days. At least I have to even out the popularity of the local Chinese medicine community, and I can barely achieve a 'balance of power' in the end. , most Chinese medicine doctors have enough to eat, is that what you mean?" Bian Mu took over the conversation and made a few guesses.

"Of course! You're even better than I thought! I'm really not complimenting you. One thing I can guarantee is that when Nie Yixiong was your age, he was definitely not as good as you!" At the end of the sentence, Lan Bing sat back in her chair with relief. When I leaned on him, it was as if a heavy burden had suddenly been lifted off me.

Until this moment, Bian Mu was secretly glad that she had a very pragmatic mother behind her, otherwise, she would have been persuaded by Lan Bingru long ago.

Fame and wealth seem to be quite illusory when we talk about them in ordinary times. Once you meet the support of a so-called noble person, you suddenly feel that fame and wealth seem to be easily available, so why don't you grab it tightly in the palm of your hand!

According to ordinary secular logic, as long as Bian Mu relaxes, Lan Bingru will immediately arrange various people to help him build a very decent Chinese medical clinic. Human, financial, material resources, connections... will be given to him immediately. Use it for nothing.

Then... what about the future? !

Hypothetically, under ideal conditions, Bian Mu Lanbingru joins forces, it may be possible to suppress the limelight of Zhao Xicheng and Pang Yuxi combination. Invisibly, Lan Bingru will regain the right to speak in many events in the traditional Chinese medicine world, and even decision-making power.

In the short term, Bian Mu may gain both fame and fortune. Looking to the future, what about when Lan Bingru achieves all her goals? ! Will he still treat himself so kindly?

What if... I just follow Lan Bingru out of greed, and one day, what if people no longer need me? By then, Bian Mu is afraid that it will be difficult for his wife to wait at a small clinic on the street.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and Bian Mu's mind gradually became very clear...

"This matter is still a bit too big for me. I will have to discuss it with my relatives and friends later, so...it is difficult to reply to you today anyway. How about...let's talk about it later?" Bian Mu declined politely.