855: Chapter 85 I'm not nervous, I'm filled with hatred.

“Moreover, it’s a legal money printing machine.”

“Those rich people will empty their pockets for this so-called ‘health product’ and still have to thank you.”

Lin Zhiyuan stared blankly at the man who was more than ten years younger than himself.

Just half a month ago, he was a madman trampled in the mud.

Now, he felt that the man in front of him was the real madman.

But he liked this kind of madness.

This was the rule for surviving in this man-eating world.

“Understood.”

Lin Zhiyuan straightened his back. It was the first time he felt his spine was stiff since being expelled from academia.

“So what do we do next? Apply for a patent?”

Shen Yan exhaled a smoke ring, a playful smirk on his lips.

“No hurry.”

“Good stuff needs to be tested.”

“Remember that Tiannuo Biology vice president who stomped on your lunchbox at the service area?”

Hearing Li Kai’s name, Lin Zhiyuan’s fists instantly clenched, his nails digging into his flesh, a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.

“I remember, I’d remember him even if he turned to ash.”

Shen Yan took out his phone and pulled up a screenshot of intelligence he had just received.

It was a C-level intelligence report randomly dropped by the system this morning. Shen Yan originally thought it was useless, but now it had become excellent bait.

“Intelligence: Tiannuo Biology Chairman Li Tiannuo has been diagnosed with late-stage pancreatic cancer. Li Kai is searching the world for folk remedies to prolong his father’s life.”

“I heard Li Kai is a filial son. For his dying chairman father, he even bought talisman water from charlatans.”

Shen Yan extinguished his cigarette butt on the experimental table, sparks flying.

“Since we have the real deal, it’s time to send a big gift to this old acquaintance.”

“Guang Ke.”

“Here.”

Chen Guangke, who had been standing guard at the door like a door god, stepped forward.

“Go register a shell company, and make the name sound mysterious.”

“Then get Dr. Lin a new outfit. Even if it’s acting, he has to look like an otherworldly master.”

Shen Yan patted Lin Zhiyuan’s stiff shoulder.

“Get ready.”

“We’re going fishing.”

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Shen Yan and suddenly shivered.

He suddenly realized that on this man’s chessboard, whether it was the previously high and mighty Li Kai, or the so-called Tiannuo Biology.

They were probably just sacrificial lambs for this little white mouse.

And he, as long as he held this knife tightly, could stab through those who had humiliated him, one by one.

“Boss, I’ll listen to you.”

Lin Zhiyuan’s voice was hoarse, but filled with bloodthirsty excitement.

Shen Yan turned and walked out of the laboratory, the hem of his trench coat stirring up a cold breeze.

The curtain rises, the show begins.

He couldn't wait to see the wonderful expression on that idiot Li Kai's face when he knelt on the ground begging for medicine.

Three days later, at the “Yunting” private clubhouse at the foot of Nanshan in Jinghai City.

This place does not accept walk-ins, and even the membership system is kept confidential. Only that small group of people who have truly reached the pinnacle of power in Jinghai are qualified to brew a pot of Dahongpao worth tens of thousands of yuan there.

Shen Yan, dressed in a well-tailored dark grey custom suit, sat on a huanghuali grand armchair by the window, playing with a purple clay tea pet in his hand.

Outside the window was the vibrant autumn scenery, while inside, there was an undercurrent of dead silence.

Lin Zhiyuan, sitting opposite him, had completely transformed.

The smelly tattered cotton jacket was gone, replaced by a meticulously crafted Italian wool sweater and crisp trousers.

The wild grass-like beard on his face was cleanly shaved, revealing a defined jawline, and gold-rimmed glasses concealed the madness that hadn't completely faded from his eyes.

If it weren't for his hands, trembling slightly on his knees, no one would connect him with the homeless man who was snatching leftovers at the service area three days ago.

“Nervous?”

Shen Yan didn’t look up, merely scalding the teacups in front of him with a tea clip.

The boiling water poured over the purple clay pot, raising a cloud of white mist.

Lin Zhiyuan took a deep breath, picked up the teacup in front of him, and drained it in one gulp. The scalding tea flowed down his throat, like swallowing a piece of charcoal.

“Not nervous, I hate.”

“Hate is good. Hate can make people clear-headed, and it can also make them act more convincingly.”

Shen Yan put down the tea clip, his gaze fixed on the carved wooden door of the private room.

“Remember your current identity. You are the Chief Representative for Greater China of the ‘Pangu Life Science Laboratory’, a judge holding the Grim Reaper’s pardon.”

“As for Li Kai, today he is not that high and mighty vice president. He is just a stray dog with nowhere to turn for survival.”

Before he finished speaking, the heavy wooden door was pushed open from outside.

Chen Guangke stood like an iron tower blocking the doorway, glaring unkindly at the newcomers.

First to enter was a middle-aged man, dressed in designer brands but looking haggard, with swollen, dark eye bags and bloodshot eyes.

It was indeed Tiannuo Biology’s vice president, Li Kai.

Behind him followed two burly men who looked like bodyguards, one of whom was carrying a silver briefcase.

“So you’re the people Boss Ning introduced?”

Li Kai didn’t sit down after entering, but instead scanned the people in the room with a gaze that seemed to be inspecting goods.

His gaze lingered on Shen Yan for a second, finding him somewhat familiar, but quickly moved on.

After all, Shen Yan’s previous company was too small to even catch the eye of a giant like Tiannuo Biology.

As for Lin Zhiyuan, Li Kai didn’t even glance at him properly.

In his opinion, such “experts” who looked decent after a little tidying up were just con artists, found everywhere.

If it weren’t for his old man’s condition suddenly worsening and the hospital issuing a critical condition notice, he would never have desperately sought help and come to such a place to meet some “mysterious team returned from overseas.”

“Mr. Li doesn’t seem to trust us?”

Shen Yan leaned back in his chair, his slender fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, making a steady thudding sound.

“Believe it or not, depends on the goods.”

Li Kai pulled out a chair and sat down, roughly slamming the silver briefcase onto the table.

“Here’s a million US dollars in cash. As long as your stuff can improve my old man’s indicators even a little bit, take the money.”

“But if you’re a swindler…”

Li Kai sneered, pulled a folding knife from his pocket, and casually trimmed his nails.

“The fish in Jinghai’s moat are hungry lately.”

That condescending arrogance, and the expression he had when he stomped on Lin Zhiyuan’s lunchbox at the service area that day, were exactly the same.

Lin Zhiyuan’s fist, hidden under the table, clenched violently, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.

Shen Yan lightly kicked him under the table.

That kick brought Lin Zhiyuan back to his senses instantly. He remembered what Shen Yan had told him last night.

To hurt a dog badly, you have to lure it in first, then close the door.

Lin Zhiyuan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, a sarcastic arc forming at the corner of his mouth, a unique blend of scholarly aloofness and disdain.

“One million US dollars?”