152: Uncle Cheng is not pretending anymore

"Oh, so that's how it is. In the future, I'll need Uncle Cheng's care!" After Pan Han understood Old Master Wang's intentions, he generously shook Uncle Cheng's hand.

"President Pan, if you need anything in the future, just call. I'm available 24 hours a day for you." Uncle Cheng appeared incredibly sincere, as if the previous gold transaction never happened.

They're all old foxes!

"That's great! With Uncle Cheng here, Pan Han, you can rest assured." Wang Doudou also joined in, constantly winking at Pan Han.

She knew a bit about Uncle Cheng's capabilities and had some exposure to the gray areas.

"Xiao Pan, why don't you stay for lunch? Last time we drank, we didn't get to drink our fill. Today, Uncle Cheng is also here, so how about the three of us have a drink?"

"Stay, Pan Han." Wang Doudou said, pulling his hand.

Seeing everyone so enthusiastic, Pan Han couldn't refuse and could only nod in agreement.

Old Master Wang was very pleased to hear this, so he arranged for the chef to prepare a grand meal. He then took Wang Doudou to the wine cellar to get wine.

"President Pan, do you have any more gold bars to sell recently?" Uncle Cheng quietly asked Pan Han after the two had left.

"Haha. I didn't expect Uncle Cheng and Uncle Wang to be family. That'll save a lot of trouble in the future. I still have a lot of gold to sell." Since it was out in the open, Pan Han stopped pretending.

Before selling the potions, he still had many things to procure. He would definitely need to exchange gold.

"Alright, President Pan, the previous commission is no longer needed. We'll trade in full. Now you are a distinguished guest of our family; you can find me anytime." Uncle Cheng didn't ask for any details about the gold, his steady demeanor as an old fox was evident.

"In that case, what's Wang Cheng still doing here?" Pan Han thought, since he was connected with Uncle Cheng, Wang Cheng was useless.

That kid had threatened him before, and he knew a little about the gold.

It seemed it was time to get rid of him.

No sooner said than done, he would go to his house tonight and quietly put him into his space without anyone knowing.

"I wonder, President Pan, do you like gambling? Have time to go to Macau for a bit?" Although Uncle Cheng didn't ask where his gold came from, he was quite interested in how he spent his money.

Young people, they like luxury cars, beautiful women, it's nothing new. But how much money can those two things cost?

"I'm not interested in gambling. Thank you, Uncle Cheng."

"Oh? Then President Pan is truly a good man!" Based on his many years of experience, Uncle Cheng could sense that Pan Han had a secret, and it must be a big one. This person was definitely not simple.

For the sake of Old Master Wang and Wang Doudou, he still wanted to find out.

Pan Han had long since smelled the murderous aura on Uncle Cheng. This guy looked gentle and refined on the outside, but he had at least ten lives on his hands.

Over the past few decades, economic development had been too fast, and many large families that rose to prominence were not very clean in their origins.

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Cheng." Pan Han's mind was no longer here; he was thinking about how to approach Wang Cheng.

"President Pan, if we're connected, then is Wang Cheng still useful?"

Unexpectedly, Uncle Cheng spoke first, asking.

In terms of physical strength, Uncle Cheng might not be as good as Pan Han, but when it came to experience, he was still far ahead of him.

"This old fox. Did he see through what I was thinking?" Pan Han was startled. If he acted tonight, he would essentially expose himself.

"Oh? Since Uncle Cheng puts it that way, he really is useless." Pan Han retorted, following the flow.

He had to see what Uncle Cheng was up to.

"If you don't want to see him again, I can handle it for you," Uncle Cheng said with a chuckle.

Holy cow! Is he that direct?

"Oh? How would you handle it?" Pan Han's heart stirred, but his expression remained unchanged as he asked.

"It's just a phone call." Uncle Cheng didn't elaborate.

"Alright, then I'll trouble Uncle Cheng." Pan Han was also quite interested, wanting to see how Uncle Cheng would deal with the problem of Wang Cheng.

"Alright, it'll be done tonight. Does President Pan want to witness it?" Uncle Cheng smiled slightly when Pan Han agreed.

"Holy cow, this Uncle Cheng is ready to show his cards!" Pan Han thought to himself, what should I do, go or not go?

However, he then had a change of heart and roughly understood what it meant.

Old Master Wang was offering him a sweet treat, and Uncle Cheng was arranging a pledge of allegiance!

This was meant to tie him firmly to the Wang family's war chariot!

In the future, the potion could only be given to the Wang family, otherwise, he wouldn't get the money, and he might even be dealt with using dirty tricks.

What a tactic!

Hmph! It seems none of these big families are easy to deal with.

However, Pan Han wasn't annoyed. If it were him, facing a project worth hundreds of billions, he would probably use every means at his disposal.

"Alright!" After figuring it out, Pan Han generously accepted the invitation. Wasn't it just a pledge of allegiance? He'd just see. Would he, a person with a space, a system, and a team, be afraid of them?

"Straightforward! President Pan is indeed someone who accomplishes great things." Uncle Cheng felt a weight lift from his heart when he agreed.

As long as you, kid, come, then you can't escape.

If the cooperation goes smoothly in the future, then so be it. But if you ever harbor any ill intentions that are detrimental to the Wang family, I will make your life a living hell immediately!

Hehehe!

"It seems this old man, Uncle Cheng, is loyal to the Wang family!" Pan Han thought of Qin Zhong. These two should have very similar personalities.

From Uncle Cheng's standpoint, he wasn't wrong. However, business is business, don't use this to threaten me, otherwise, I'll put you in my space too. Pan Han's mind raced.

"Oh, you two are chatting so enthusiastically! Come, come, let's drink first." At this moment, Old Master Wang and Wang Doudou each walked over, carrying three bottles of wine.

Uncle Cheng quickly ran over and took the wine from Wang Doudou's hand.

Pan Han took the wine from Old Master Wang.

"Old Master Wang, why did you bring 6 bottles?" Uncle Cheng looked and thought it was a bit much.

"Uncle Cheng! You still don't know Xiao Pan's alcohol tolerance. You'll have to keep him company later." Old Master Wang and Pan Han drank 3 bottles last time, and that kid was clearly fine.

"Dad, Godfather, neither of you are his match." Wang Doudou could roughly grasp how deep Pan Han's alcohol tolerance was. Recently, she herself had been drinking red wine, often finishing one or two bottles without feeling anything.

"Doudou! Your godfather has never lost a drinking contest. You think so highly of President Pan?" Uncle Cheng suddenly became interested when he heard Pan Han could drink.

"Uncle Cheng, you'll see today. The younger generation is formidable, it's not just an empty saying. Anyway, I'm convinced. Hahaha!" Old Master Wang was in an especially good mood and spirits, ready to have a decisive battle with Pan Han.

"No problem, Old Master. It's been a long time since I've had a good drink. Today, I'll drink my fill with President Pan." Uncle Cheng then placed the wine on the table.

"Haha, let's see how you two old geezers fall later." Wang Doudou knew there would be a good show today.

"You little girl, how can you be so disrespectful and ill-mannered! You're just making Xiao Pan laugh. Go get some snacks for the wine." Old Master Wang said with a smile, flicking Wang Doudou's forehead.

"Oh, you guys wait." Wang Doudou happily ran off to the kitchen to get a batch of small dishes for the wine.

"Uncle Wang, I see you especially like to eat small dishes with your wine." Pan Han remembered that Old Master Wang was like this last time.

"President Pan, when our Old Master Wang was young, conditions were not good, he often drank a bottle of baijiu with just a single cabbage. He developed this habit back then," Uncle Cheng said proudly.

"Yes, back then, I often took Uncle Cheng with me. After we finished with clients, we would find a street stall to drink. Hurry, don't just stand there, come and sit." Old Master Wang motioned for everyone to sit.

"Alright, Uncle Wang, then I, your junior, will be rude today." Pan Han stretched his hands, making cracking sounds, and picked up a bottle of baijiu.

With a bang!