80: Back Home

The meal didn't end until 2:30 PM.

The parties agreed to discuss the follow-up in half a month, and Pan Han would first prepare 5 million for clearing connections, setting up the company, and other expenses in the next few days.

Wang Doudou also took out 3 million, preparing to inject capital into the company to play along.

Yan Xiaoli was tentatively designated as the legal representative, and all future operational matters would be entrusted to her for full management.

The office location was still undecided, so Wang Doudou volunteered to take Yan Xiaoli to see a friend's office building.

Pan Han sighed, it's always easier to get things done when you know people.

The matter of the film and television company was put on hold, and Pan Han no longer needed to worry about it.

He also decided to return to his hometown.

More than three years had passed in a flash, and he had been busy. If it weren't for this apocalypse system, he wouldn't know when he could return home in glory.

Wang Doudou heard that he wanted to go home and knew he didn't have a car to drive, so she insisted on lending him one.

"What? Do you think my car is dirty?" Wang Doudou was a bit displeased when she heard Pan Han refuse.

"Uh!" Pan Han knew that if he refused again after saying that, their relationship would be ruined.

"No, no, I just feel embarrassed. I've been bothering you so much lately," Pan Han said, scratching his head.

"How about Sister Xiaoli and I accompany you back? Two beautiful women, one on each side, to make you look impressive?" Wang Doudou said with a mischievous grin.

"Are you asking for a beating again?" Pan Han pretended to hit her.

"Sister, save me!" Wang Doudou quickly hid behind Yan Xiaoli.

"Doudou, stop teasing him. Let him go back by himself. I still have to work my tail off preparing for the company. I have a vague feeling I've been roped in," Yan Xiaoli said, shrugging her shoulders.

"Don't talk nonsense, there's no roping in here," Pan Han playfully slapped her backside.

"Take this car," Wang Doudou handed him a Mercedes car key.

"Alright, then I'll respectfully obey. I'll fill up the gas for you later," Pan Han blurted out, but something still felt strange.

"Haha, okay, okay! You must fill it up!"

"Where is the car parked?"

"It's on B Area 303, level 3 of this hotel's underground garage. You can go by yourself. Don't drive today, you've been drinking, so call a designated driver. Sister Xiaoli and I are going shopping," Wang Doudou said, pulling Yan Xiaoli away.

"Damn, shopping again, don't they ever get tired?" Pan Han cursed under his breath, but his hand transferred 50,000 yuan to Yan Xiaoli and told her not to let Wang Doudou spend any more money.

After speaking, Pan Han went straight to the underground garage, wandering around until he reached B Area 303.

"Ah! Is this a maybach GLS600? And it's a two-tone one! What the hell, a car worth over 3 million, and she just lends it out?"

Pan Han took out the key and pressed the unlock button.

Chirp, chirp! The car lights came on; it was indeed this one.

Pan Han was slightly excited as he got in, touching this and looking at that.

The car's interior design and materials were top-notch, and there was a faint fragrance.

"I should also buy a car like this. Men should drive big cars."

As soon as Pan Han thought about buying a car, he suddenly realized that his money was almost gone, and there were still over 1,000 catties of gold in his space that he hadn't asked Manager Wang to sell yet.

Alright, he'd ask Wang Cheng to arrange it this afternoon.

Perfect, he could have him come over and be his driver.

"Manager Wang, come over later, we have a big transaction. The quantity is quite large this time."

After a while, Wang Cheng replied via WeChat: "President Pan, where are you? I'll be right there."

Pan Han sent him his location and took out two large boxes from his space, filled with 500 catties of gold.

"Damn it, luckily this car is big. If it were a small car, you could tell from the outside that it was carrying heavy cargo."

Pan Han mumbled a few words, checked his watch, and estimated that Wang Cheng would arrive in about 30 minutes. So he decided to sleep in the car for a while, and when Wang Cheng arrived, he would have him drive directly to the suburban villa.

...

Uncle Cheng's brows furrowed into a horizontal line when he received Wang Cheng's call.

"Why is it Pan Han again, and another big order? No, I have to report it to Old Master Wang."

Uncle Cheng organized his thoughts and dialed Wang Doudou's father's number.

"Ah Cheng, speak," Wang Doudou's father said softly when he saw it was Uncle Cheng.

Uncle Cheng summarized the situation to Old Master Wang.

"What? This kid treated Doudou's illness?"

That day, when the two were in the suite, Wang Doudou admitted that she had installed hidden cameras. How could these cameras escape Uncle Cheng's eyes? Later, when he reviewed the video and audio recordings, he was surprised to find that Pan Han had hit Wang Doudou and even said he wanted to treat her illness.

Considering Wang Doudou's recent changes, it was almost certain that Pan Han had treated her illness.

Originally, Uncle Cheng wanted to investigate thoroughly before reporting, but today Pan Han came to him again to deal with gold, and the transaction amount was over 100 million.

He felt there must be something strange about it, so he quickly called Old Master Wang.

"Ah Cheng, the afternoon transaction will proceed as usual; don't show any abnormalities. I'll go check on Doudou's situation first. If she's really cured, let alone helping him sell gold, I'd be willing to give him a billion for free," Old Master Wang said, so excited he almost jumped up.

For a father, his daughter's illness was a constant worry.

"Understood, Old Master Wang."

At 5 PM, in the suburban wine cellar.

Wang Cheng, Pan Han, and Uncle Cheng met again.

Uncle Cheng's heart skipped a beat when he saw the car Pan Han was sitting in: wasn't this Doudou's car? How did it end up with him?

It seemed Doudou had been very close to him recently, and the matter of her illness being cured was 90% true.

"Uncle Cheng, we're here again," Wang Cheng stepped forward to greet him.

"Hmm. President Pan, your business is really going smoothly lately. It's only been a few days, and you have another big order?"

"Hmm, I've been lucky lately, and things are coming in quickly. Uncle Cheng, shall we begin?" Pan Han didn't want to waste words.

"Alright. How much exactly is it today?"

"About 1150 catties."

Pan Han had only taken out 500 catties from his space just now, mainly for Wang Cheng to see.

He would take out the other 600-plus catties in the car later. He'd sell them all at once.

"Hmm, about 200 million, that's fine, no problem. I'll send someone to inspect the goods."

"Okay, let me organize things in the car first."

After Pan Han had arranged everything, Uncle Cheng's people came to move and inspect the goods.

After the whole process, confirming there were no issues, Uncle Cheng said with satisfaction: "President Pan, it's still the same rule, a 25% fee. We'll give you 200 million."

"Okay, Uncle Cheng," Pan Han nodded in agreement.

Wang Cheng was overjoyed beside him; this time, he would get a commission and make a fortune again.

Pan Han naturally knew what he was thinking, so he nodded at him.

"I'll give you 2 million later, and another 2 million when I return from my hometown," Pan Han said generously.

"Thank you, President Pan, thank you, President Pan," Wang Cheng was ecstatic; with this 4 million, his savings would be enough to buy a big house.

"It's nothing, you deserve it. I've been drinking today, so I can't drive. You can take me back to my residence later. I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow and will be back in a few days. Don't worry."

"Mmm, everything is up to President Pan."

The two waited for a while, and then the bank transfer notification arrived.

Pan Han saw that 200 million had been credited, so he promptly transferred 2 million to Wang Cheng.

The two didn't delay, immediately bid farewell to Uncle Cheng, and headed straight to Pan Han's shared rental apartment.

On Uncle Cheng's side, he quickly reported the situation to Old Master Wang.

"It seems Doudou and this Pan kid are very close," Old Master Wang couldn't help but sigh after hearing the report.

"Yes, Old Master Wang. That maybach was just given to Miss by you three months ago."

"Hehe, that girl! Alright, you come back first, and we'll talk in more detail."

"Yes, Old Master Wang."