To the Yu family, Yang Yuxin's purpose in buying the land had always been a mystery. Some had guessed that she was doing it to curry favor with Feng Jun, but that could not be confirmed in the end—some even felt the possibility was exceedingly slim.
Not knowing her true purpose would naturally affect their judgment.
So although Yang Yuxin's words sounded impolite, there was actually... goodwill behind them.
At the very least, she had indirectly implied that she considered Feng Jun powerful enough to be worth spending several billion on to curry favor with.
Yu Zhiyuan was someone who knew gratitude. He smiled and nodded. "Thank you for the reminder, Manager Yang. By the way, I have something I'd like to ask... The last time I called Master Feng, he mentioned ALS and said that if someone wanted him to go to Dragon City, they had to pay ten billion Mairui Currency first?"
"That seemed to be... a patient from Mud Country," Yang Yuxin answered casually. "Master Feng didn't want to treat him, so he set a ten-billion-Mairui-Currency admission fee."
Ten billion Mairui Currency... Yu Zhiyuan secretly clicked his tongue. I know Feng Jun needs a lot of money, but surely not to this extent?
After thinking about it, he asked again, "Manager Yang, I want to confirm one more thing. Can he definitely cure a cerebral infarction? My father is already ninety-nine."
Yang Yuxin sighed faintly and gave him a bland look. "To be honest, you don't understand just how powerful he is..."
He nodded. "All right, I won't ask such stupid questions anymore. When he treats someone... does he allow others to ask questions?"
Yang Yuxin shook her head. "He won't allow it. Elder Yu's doctors, guards, and the like cannot observe, and he certainly won't allow