Old Wang's face immediately turned grim.
What kind of service was this?
Didn't they agree beforehand that he shouldn't be bothered unless absolutely necessary, and even then, only for urgent matters?
This was the only private room on the third floor, wasn't it?
Knocking? Knocking on his mother's door!
Old Wang was furious.
He initially intended to ignore it.
But then he reconsidered.
If the knocking continued, even if he could enjoy himself later, he wouldn't be able to fully relax.
"What do you want? Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Old Wang placed Zhao Han back in position, stood up, and angrily opened the door.
However, when he saw a stranger in his twenties standing at the door, his brow furrowed.
Meanwhile, Zhao Han, though unable to move, was fully conscious.
She immediately tried to look towards the door.
She knew that whoever was at the door would be her lifeline!
Her pupils instantly contracted, and the despair in her heart was reignited with hope!
Ye, President Ye!
It was him!
If her body could move, Zhao Han would have been weeping with joy.
For some reason, whenever President Ye was around, Zhao Han felt that any crisis could be resolved!
And Ye Yun did not disappoint her.
He didn't bother listening to Old Wang's nonsense. He immediately threw a punch, smashing the old man's face.
"You old bastard, you dare touch my employee? I think you're asking for a beating!"
Ye Yun launched a barrage of punches at Old Wang.
If he didn't properly deal with such a disgraceful old man, Ye Yun would feel he was letting society down!
"What are you doing! Ah, don't hit me, oh! It hurts!"
Old Wang initially wanted to struggle, but as an old man on the verge of retirement, he could only overpower Zhao Han.
How could he possibly resist a young man like Ye Yun?
After a while, Ye Yun grew tired of talking to the old man.
He had already called Ah Biao to confiscate the old man's tools and then call the police.
He wanted to ruin this old geezer, to inflict devastating damage on his body and mind!
Was a destined-to-fail old man more important than Zhao Han?
Ye Yun helped Zhao Han up and prepared to leave.
"Wait, wait a moment." Seeing Ye Yun help Zhao Han up, Old Wang struggled to rise.
"What, you want another beating?" Ye Yun helped Zhao Han up, his eyes flashing with cold light.
"No, no, no!" Fearing further beatings from Ye Yun, Old Wang quickly said, "Why don't you let this woman go, pretend this never happened, and leave immediately. I'll give you five million!"
Ye Yun glanced at Old Wang and thought to himself.
This old man was quite clever.
This tactic was indeed good.
First, bribe him with money to keep quiet, then ravage Zhao Han, such a young girl.
Afterward, use some means to make Zhao Han choose to remain silent.
This was the best way to conceal things.
No wonder he was a repeat offender but had never been exposed!
If it were someone else, they might have been swayed.
Unfortunately, he encountered Ye Yun!
"My people are not to be touched by scum like you!"
Ye Yun, too lazy to waste words with this shameless old man, kicked the old bastard aside and then directly left with Zhao Han.
Only Old Wang was left standing there, pale-faced.
"Kid, think carefully. I'm the head of the Jinling Pharmaceutical Association. If you offend me, your medicine won't get into hospitals..."
Old Wang threatened him, but how could Ye Yun be intimidated by this old fogey?
He supported Zhao Han and left.
Ye Yun knew very well that even if this disgraceful old man was brought down,
given his decades of experience in the pharmaceutical industry and his connections, he could still significantly impact the development of Licorice Medicine.
Making an enemy of Old Wang was indeed a wrong choice.
But so what?
If he touched Ye Yun's employee, even a dragon would shed some skin, and a tiger would break a tail!
Downstairs, Ye Yun, supporting Zhao Han, ran into Ah Biao and his group.
"Young Master Ye." Ah Biao greeted respectfully.
"Third floor, confiscate the tools!" Ye Yun patted Ah Biao's shoulder and whispered in his ear.
Then, he left.
Driving for a good two to three kilometers, Ye Yun finally pulled over.
Looking at the limp Zhao Han in the back seat, Ye Yun couldn't help but feel fortunate.
If he had arrived any later, this young girl Zhao Han would have been ruined?
At the entrance of Jinling Art Academy.
The old man's concoction didn't last long.
After just over an hour, Zhao Han regained her senses.
"Are you alright?" Ye Yun looked at Zhao Han with concern.
Zhao Han's cheeks flushed, partly from gratitude for Ye Yun's help, and partly because of the close physical contact when Ye Yun had been supporting her.
As a young unmarried woman, this was the first time anyone had been so close to her.
Especially since it was Ye Yun, a man she had long admired in secret.
"President Ye, I'm sorry."
Zhao Han said softly.
"Why do you say sorry?" Ye Yun asked.
"I, I don't know. I did something wrong, and I had to trouble President Ye to come and save me." As Zhao Han spoke, her eyes reddened.
But the young girl appeared very strong, trying not to let tears fall, biting her lip tightly.
"It's not your fault. Some bad people are just too good at hiding. But, you need to be more careful in the future. Not every time will you be as lucky as this time," Ye Yun said with a wry smile.
In this girl, Ye Yun saw a bit of his past self.
So, without realizing it, Ye Yun began to treat her like a younger sister.
"President Ye. Offending someone like that, will it, will it cause you a lot of trouble to save me?"
Zhao Han lowered her head, her voice very soft.
"You are my person, so I must be responsible for your personal safety. If I can't even protect my own employees, then I might as well give up on starting a business and go home to sell sweet potatoes," Ye Yun said, initially serious, then turning into a playful joke.
Zhao Han, who was on the verge of tears, couldn't help but let out a giggle at Ye Yun's remark.
While escorting Zhao Han back to her dormitory, Ye Yun discussed some key work points with her.
Especially the pitfalls to avoid in the pharmaceutical representative profession.
Originally, Ye Yun didn't want Zhao Han to continue going out for business.
But the young girl insisted, saying she only had three days left and wanted to persevere.
Ye Yun had no choice but to agree.
As soon as he sent her back to her dormitory, Ye Yun's phone rang again.
Teacher Wang?
Indeed, he had promised Teacher Wang a good chat.
He hadn't found her yet, but she had called him first.
"Teacher Wang." Ye Yun answered.
"Ye Yun, where are you?" Teacher Wang asked sternly.
"On Huashan Street. Something happened with an employee just now." Ye Yun replied.
"Ah? You're on Huashan Street? We teachers are having dinner nearby. Why don't you join us for a chat?" Teacher Wang was surprised and delighted.
"Okay, send me the location, and I'll be right there." Ye Yun nodded.
For some reason, he detected a hint of urgency in Teacher Wang's tone.
Soon, Ye Yun received the address from Teacher Wang via WeChat. It wasn't far, only three kilometers.