Chapter 51: Drink With Your Grandma
"Don't look at me like that. I'm not interested in you—and I like women!" Zhou Fan said, rendered speechless by the sight of Chen Feng cowering with his arms crossed like a frightened lamb.
'What the hell? Does he have to be like this?'
'Anyone who knows what's going on would know I'm just giving him acupuncture. Anyone else would think I'm about to do something indecent to him!'
"Ahem... It's just that, uh... the look in your eyes is a little scary!" Chen Feng said with an embarrassed laugh.
"Who are you calling 'bro'? You're older than me, aren't you?"
"I'm twenty-eight!"
"So am I!"
"You don't look it. Judging by the way you handle things, I thought you were older," Chen Feng said, taken aback. But he meant it sincerely.
He said he'd take care of Liu Chuang, and he did. He had also been able to diagnose Chen Feng's internal symptoms and left a message for him to seek him out. And his composure in the face of a crisis—it truly didn't seem like the actions of someone so young.
"Enough nonsense. Hold your breath and focus. If a single needle is off by a hair, you'll be crippled for life!"
Zhou Fan rolled his eyes. 'Why does this guy talk so much?'
SWISH!
With a flick of his wrist, Zhou Fan sent a golden needle plunging into a point three inches below Chen Feng's left shoulder.
Time trickled by. After ten minutes, Zhou Fan had already placed six needles: one three inches below each of Chen Feng's shoulders, one on each side of his abdomen, and two above his navel.
"One year. These six needles can only suppress it for a year. After that, your fate is your own."
Zhou Fan picked up a nearby handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his brow, his eyes fixed on Chen Feng.
'He was truly curious what was so special about Chen Feng. First, he got mixed up with Liu Chuang and the foreign Mercenary Corps pulling his strings. Now, it turns out he was not only cursed with a Gu at birth, but someone had used a second Gu to nurture the first.'
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou. One year is more than enough."
Chen Feng said sincerely, trying to stand and bow, but Zhou Fan pushed him back down.
"Let's skip the formalities. If you really want to thank me, send some more business our way. My wife's company could really use it right now."
Zhou Fan added with a sly smile as he sat down.
'In reality, even at only fifty percent of his full strength, if he were to go all out with the Celestial Traveling Fifteen Needles, he could place as many as nine needles. With nine needles, he couldn't guarantee he'd destroy the second Gu, but he could definitely eradicate the first one.'
'However, Zhou Fan saw no reason to expend that much energy for Chen Feng. More importantly, he had no desire to offend the person who planted the Gu, all for the sake of an outsider.'
"How about this: I have a medicinal formula that's been passed down in a family of traditional Chinese medicine doctors. It might be useful for President Chu's company in developing their cosmetics. If you need it, Mr. Zhou, it's yours as a personal gift. What do you say?"
Chen Feng thought for a moment. 'Chu Yan Company's main business is cosmetics. They probably have enough retail counters for now, but cosmetics require constant research and development of new products. A formula from a lineage of traditional doctors would definitely be useful.'
"In that case, thank you so much, President Chen!"
Zhou Fan agreed happily, then helped Chen Feng by removing the golden needles.
"Alright, I'll be heading out. I'll be waiting at the company for that formula, President Chen!"
"Of course. Let me walk you out."
The two of them left the private room, chatting and laughing like old friends. No one could possibly know what either of them was truly thinking.
"I'm not drinking anymore! Any more and I'll be drunk!"
Gu Feifei waved her hand dismissively, her cheeks flushed as she refused the drink offered by the man in front of her.
"Hey, beautiful, you're not going to disrespect me, are you? You drank with all my buddies, but you won't drink with me?" a skinny man with slick, shiny hair said, a lecherous grin on his face. He and five or six other men had Gu Feifei completely surrounded.
"I said I can't drink anymore, so I can't! What do you guys want?" Gu Feifei put her hands on her hips and glared at them. "I'm telling you, don't mess with me. My Brother Fan is a total badass!"
"Young Master Zhang, this broad's disrespecting you!"
"Don't tell me, Young Master Zhang, you can't even handle one little woman?"
The men around him started to jeer. Feeling humiliated, Young Master Zhang grabbed a fistful of Gu Feifei's hair and tried to drag her away.
"Ah! Let go of me!"
The sharp pain instantly cleared much of the alcoholic fog from Gu Feifei's mind. "Let me go! I'll drink, okay? I'll drink!"
"Damn it, should've just done that from the start! You bitch, drink!" Young Master Zhang cursed contemptuously, shoving Gu Feifei aside and thrusting a glass at her.
Gu Feifei's big eyes darted around as she gingerly took the glass. Even though it was her first time in a bar, she knew with chilling certainty that whether she drank it or not, this was not going to end well.
Her first thought was to find Zhou Fan. For some reason, she felt certain that he could solve this.
"Drink it!"
Seeing that Gu Feifei still hadn't taken a sip, Young Master Zhang yelled, "Finish it! Then I can take you out for a good time and show you what a real man is!"
HAHAHA!
Hearing Young Master Zhang's words, the men around him burst into laughter.
"Drink my ass! Go home and drink with your mother!"
Seizing her chance, Gu Feifei flung the contents of the glass into Young Master Zhang's face, then spun around and bolted in the direction of the private rooms.