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Chapter 762 740: I Just Wanted to Quiet Him Down

Ren Feng's face was calm: "I don't need to make a move. You aren't even a match for the people representing traditional Chinese medicine. They will show you what it truly is."

Zhao Meibin angrily flicked his sleeve and stormed outside!

Mr. Park was also anxious. Their industry was closely tied with pharmaceuticals. If they could get in Zhao Meibin's good graces, their pharmaceutical strength could quickly advance. Unexpectedly, it was all ruined by this group of people.

"You all get out immediately!" Mr. Park angrily barked at Ren Feng and the others, "Also, I will tell my secretary that from now on, I will never collaborate with anyone from Huaxia! You Huaxia people are all trash!"

However, before the words were even finished, Ren Feng had already thrown a punch, knocking Mr. Park to the ground.

The business elites were shocked by Ren Feng's sudden action. Did he just strike out of nowhere?

Ren Feng turned to look at them: "Too noisy. I just wanted him to quiet down, not to target him deliberately."

After saying this calmly, Ren Feng stomped hard on Mr. Park again.

"Isn't that right?"

The business personnel all twitched the corners of their mouths, and Liou Rumei burst into laughter: "That's right, of course, it wasn't deliberate. He's not worth targeting."

After speaking, Liou Rumei also stomped on Mr. Park with her high heels. This time, Mr. Park, who had fainted, was jolted awake by the pain, his eyes widening as if a sharp needle pierced into his flesh.

But before he could cry out, Liang Keqing also kicked him, knocking him out again.

Ren Feng and the others left while the employees didn't forget to step on Mr. Park once more as they passed by.

Leaving Xianjing Group, the employees were in low spirits. Liou Rumei looked at them, smiled, and said, "Come on, why are you all so down? Cheer up!"

"But Mr. Liou, our mission this time failed."

"Yes, none of the five companies wanted to partner with us."

"It's a small matter." Liou Rumei said with a smile, "Let's just consider this a vacation."

The employees remained downhearted.

"Don't worry. Besides those companies in South Korea, there are other companies. When you return, gather some information on other companies and reach out to them. If there are any interested ones, we'll go over to negotiate. If not, we won't just stop living; we'll shift our focus to a different market." Liou Rumei said lightly.

The employees responded, "Alright, we'll get to it!"

"There's no need to rush. Didn't you want to see the traditional Chinese medicine versus Korean medicine competition today? Rest up well; check tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mr. Liou." Gratitude showed on the employees' faces.

Taking everyone back to the hotel, Liou Rumei said, "Everyone, go have dinner first, then you can move around freely. If you want to watch the competition, we can go together."

"Okay."

The employees were visibly more enthusiastic.

Some of them returned to the hotel, some went to the restaurant, leaving only Ren Feng, Liang Keqing, and Liou Rumei.

"Is it really okay that the collaboration failed this time?" Ren Feng asked.

"What's the big deal?" Liou Rumei giggled, "It's just slowing down development a little."

Ren Feng stood in front of Liou Rumei, looking at her seriously: "Speak honestly."

Liou Rumei looked at Ren Feng, while Liang Keqing watched the two curiously.

"Well, alright, a little bit."

"Any losses?"

"20% of the cash flow."

Ren Feng nodded: "If we can't secure the Korean market, I'll help you open up the European one."

The European market is much larger than the Korean market, and the technology in cosmetics is more advanced. If Qingcheng International can partner with some European companies, its development will significantly accelerate.

However, the difficulty level is also higher. The European cosmetics market is well-established, and for Qingcheng International, breaking into it alone is challenging. However, with Ren Feng's Wind God Hall team, achieving this wouldn't be too difficult.

"Alright, little brother." Liou Rumei laughed, "You really think I can't hold on? I've been through so much before, and this is nothing. Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Keqing, let's go eat."

Liang Keqing nodded.

Ren Feng frowned slightly. Liou Rumei's personality was somewhat assertive, and she didn't seem to welcome assistance in this area from others.

"Are we going to the same place as yesterday?" Liang Keqing asked.

"No, let's try a different place, just pick a random restaurant. Seoul has so many restaurants; there must be something we can eat."

Ren Feng followed Liou Rumei, and the three of them wandered aimlessly down the street.

"That one looks good," Liang Keqing pointed at a rice ball restaurant not far away.

"Alright, let's go there, although it seems like a Korean place." Liou Rumei giggled.

"With me here, they won't dare try anything."

Ren Feng glanced at the restaurant and led the two women over.

Upon entering the restaurant, the owner immediately started speaking in Korean, but unfortunately, Ren Feng and the others couldn't understand Korean.

Seeing them puzzled, the owner frowned and mumbled a few sentences, then turned and shouted toward a nearby direction.

Soon, a little boy came out, about eight or nine years old, with scars on his face.

"What would you like to eat?"

The little boy asked.

"You can bring us a bit of everything, including your signature dishes," Liou Rumei replied.

"Okay." The little boy said a few more words to the owner, then led Ren Feng and the other two to a table to sit down.

After settling in, Ren Feng watched the little boy leave, seeing the owner slap him on the head and kick him, which made Ren Feng frown.

"Feng, a lot of people are watching us."

Liang Keqing said from the side.

Ren Feng looked around and noticed that the other patrons, presumably Koreans, kept glancing at them, some with apparent hostility.

"It's alright." Ren Feng remained calm, along with Liou Rumei.

Inside the restaurant, a TV showed footage related to the traditional Chinese medicine versus Korean medicine competition, with reporters introducing the competition scene and judging panel. Although the competition hadn't started, the footage showed a lot of people already present and waiting.

The competition venue was set in Seoul's largest indoor stadium, which could accommodate 5,000 spectators and several hundred media outlets, mostly broadcasting the event live.

However, there was only one judge, and he was Korea's national treasure-level doctor, Yin Xingshui!