Wang Yuyan drove to Nanling Airport, so Shen Lang had to take a taxi to Wangbei Teahouse.
Half an hour later, Shen Lang arrived at the seventh floor of Wangbei Teahouse.
As soon as he went upstairs, Shen Lang saw Wang Yuyan sitting by the window, holding a cup, with tea in it, elegantly blowing the steam from the hot tea.
"You're here?"
Seeing Shen Lang walk up to her, Ye Shishi took a sip of tea from the cup, put it down, picked up a pair of tongs, placed a cup in front of Shen Lang, and poured him a cup of tea.
"Try it, this year's new Da Hong Pao."
Looking at Shen Lang, Ye Shishi smiled and said.
Shen Lang heard this, raised his teacup, and took a sip. Five seconds later, he said, "The tea is good, worthy of imperial tea."
"Tea is tea, whether it's Da Hong Pao or Pu'er tea, there's really no difference. It's just that many people like to attribute value and preciousness to it,"
Ye Shishi laughed, "What others see as imperial tea, but to me, it's just tea to quench thirst. If I'm not thirsty, I won't drink it even if you beg me to."
Speaking of which, Ye Shishi tapped the table with two slender, beautiful fingers and said, "I asked you here today for two things."
"First, cure my heart palpitations. My insomnia has been getting worse lately, and I wake up more and more often. I'm very worried that if this continues, I won't be able to hold on."
"Second, let's have a good talk about that hundred billion."
Ye Shishi is someone who knows what she wants, otherwise, she wouldn't have turned a bank on the verge of collapse into the now flourishing Zhongzhou Bank.
Besides the feelings in her heart that she couldn't express or state directly, everything else was fine.
"Okay—"
Shen Lang heard this and smiled, "Your heart palpitations are caused by overthinking, leading to severe depletion of your mental energy. For me, this is not a difficult illness at all. I can treat you right now."
Speaking of this, Shen Lang smiled, then took Ye Shishi's hand on the table.
As Shen Lang carefully examined Ye Shishi's delicate hand, he found that it didn't look like a human hand at all, but a exquisite work of art.
Her skin was smooth, snow-white, and delicate, as fine as mutton-fat jade. Holding it in his hand was indescribably comfortable.
It was hard to imagine that a woman could have such beautiful hands.
"What, is it very beautiful?"
Seeing Shen Lang's shocked expression, Ye Shishi's lips curved slightly, and she said charmingly.
"It's alright—"
Shen Lang said lightly.
"You don't mean what you say, you're hypocritical."
Ye Shishi chuckled, "If it's beautiful, touch it properly. After touching Ye Shishi's hands, you can brag about it for a lifetime."
"Ye Shishi, you really never change your narcissistic habit, do you?"
Shen Lang looked at Ye Shishi and complained, "Are all women nowadays as narcissistic as you?"
"Why, can't I be narcissistic?"
Ye Shishi snorted, "I'm twenty-five years old and I manage a commercial bank with trillions in assets. Is it a problem to be a little narcissistic?"
"Fine, you have no problem."
Shen Lang stopped the topic in time and said, "I'll treat you now, but it might be a little painful, so you'll have to bear with it a little."
"Hmph, underestimating me, is there any pain in this world that I, Ye Shishi, cannot endure?"
Ye Shishi looked at Shen Lang and said indignantly.
"Ah—"
As soon as Ye Shishi finished speaking, Shen Lang pulled out a Taiyi Divine Needle and plunged it into Ye Shishi's wrist.
The moment the golden needle pierced her wrist, Ye Shishi felt as if her whole body was being pricked by needles, and she let out a scream of pain.
"It hurts, bear with it, it'll only be thirty seconds."
As Ye Shishi was about to scream again, Shen Lang reached out his left hand and directly covered her mouth.
Ye Shishi's heart palpitations were caused by excessive depletion of her mental energy. Shen Lang used the "Ling" character technique from the Taiyi Divine Needles to continuously restore her depleted vital energy.
The heart is the engine of the human body. If the heart hurts, other parts will not feel good either. Ye Shishi's pain was definitely not light.
However, Ye Shishi found that the stinging pain in her body gradually weakened. After thirty seconds, the pain disappeared, and Ye Shishi clearly felt an indescribable comfort in her heart and mind, feeling refreshed and clear-headed.
"I... I'm cured?"
After Shen Lang withdrew the Taiyi Divine Needle, Ye Shishi looked incredulous and said, "You just pricked me with one needle, and I'm cured?"
"This illness, while an incurable disease for others, is just a matter of one needle for me."
Shen Lang wiped the Taiyi Divine Needle clean, put it back in his pocket, and said.
"Shen Lang, you really know how to make money. You earn a million for one needle, which is easier than me running a bank."
Looking at Shen Lang, Ye Shishi said with some displeasure.
"This is skilled work. One yuan for the needle, and nine hundred ninety-nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine for how to do it and where to do it. Is there any problem with that?"
Shen Lang smiled and said.
This remark left Ye Shishi speechless for a moment, and she could only sip her tea sulkily.
However, having cured her heart ailment, Ye Shishi was in a very good mood and didn't argue with Shen Lang. She even hummed a Peking Opera tune.
"With long sabers and great bows, ruling the land south of the Yangtze, carriages flow like water and horses are like dragons, gazing at the landscape, amidst the sounds of flutes and pipes, sending fragrant breezes, thousands of banners are held aloft, auspicious clouds follow, high above the terraces, adorned in layers of brocade, Tonight we stay in the imperial palace."
Ye Shishi sang beautifully. Even Shen Lang looked at her in disbelief, surprised that Ye Shishi had such talent.
"Hmph, looking down on me again, aren't you?"
Seeing Shen Lang's shocked expression, Ye Shishi said proudly, "Don't you think I'm just someone who only knows how to scheme and is useless in other aspects? Hmph, let me tell you, I have many other strengths."
Ye Shishi was a favored daughter of heaven, proficient in all arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but she rarely showed them. For some reason, she couldn't help but want to show off her skills in front of Shen Lang every time she saw him, not wanting him to underestimate her.
"Yes, my senior sister is a favored daughter of heaven, I shouldn't have underestimated you, I was wrong."
Hearing Ye Shishi's words, Shen Lang said with feigned remorse.
"It's good that you know you were wrong. Please respect me more in the future."
Seeing Shen Lang admit his mistake, Ye Shishi was smug, a smile unconsciously curling at the corners of her lips, and then she dropped a bombshell: "Shen Lang, how much of your hundred billion do you plan to give me?"
"What?"
Hearing this, Shen Lang was bewildered and said, "What do you mean, how much do I plan to give you? Isn't that money mine?"
"Right, speaking of which, I do want to ask you, why did Zhongzhou Bank inexplicably freeze my bank account?"
"What money of yours, where is your money?"
Ye Shishi said calmly, "At the same time, at the same place, hundreds of people transferred money to you simultaneously, totaling a hundred billion. Do you know what this action of yours constitutes? It's a crime, you've committed the crime of possessing illicit funds of a huge amount."
"I froze your bank account as soon as possible, not to harm you, but to save you, do you understand?"