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“What do you mean?”

Lena Holmes’s face darkened, and she said, “Go ask around, which well-known hotel in Jamae City doesn’t purchase from us?”

“No, this has nothing to do with fame or lack thereof.”

Greg Jensen said indifferently, “Because I don’t like you as a person, so we can’t work together.”

“You…”

Lena Holmes’s expression immediately soured as she said coldly, “You better think this through. If you dare not buy from us, I’ll make sure your private kitchen restaurant never opens!”

“Hehe, from the moment you walked in, you didn’t even show a smile. Sitting there, you just carelessly asked us to sign the contract. Who do you think you are?”

Greg Jensen lifted his head and looked at her coldly, “Or is it that no one has ever taught you the word ‘manners’?”

Lena Holmes stood up abruptly, furious. “Fine, if you think you’re capable, don’t come beg me!”

Greg Jensen pointed to the door with an expressionless face and said calmly, “The door is there. Get out!”

“You…”

Lena Holmes was shaking with anger, her mouth twitching as she pointed at Greg Jensen, “We’ll see about this.”

After saying that, she stormed out, slamming the door behind her.

Kingsley Harrison looked worried as he said, “Mr. Jensen, it’s not quite appropriate to just send people away like this, is it?”

“There’s nothing inappropriate about it. Business should be done as it ought to be done. I’ll handle any problems that arise.”

“Alright then.”

Greg Jensen didn’t take it seriously and after comforting Kingsley Harrison for a bit, he prepared to pick up a parcel.

The herbal supplies from Jade Hall were insufficient, so this time’s shipment had come from afar; to save himself the hassle, Greg Jensen had it delivered directly to Wanhe Home.

Greg Jensen hadn’t been home lately, and the parcels were left with the security guard. After he reported his mobile number, the guard brought out two large boxes.

“Sir, shall I help you carry them up?”

“Thank you, I can manage on my own.”

“Alright then, take care.”

Not to mention, Wanhe Home deserves its reputation as a well-known domestic real estate brand. Just the security service at the entrance was enough to make one feel very comfortable.

Greg Jensen parked his car in the underground garage and then carried the two boxes up in the elevator.

Upon returning home and opening the boxes, a scent of herbs immediately filled the room.

The herbs were all chopped up, divided into five packages according to the formula.

Greg Jensen checked them and, seeing no issue, turned on the electromagnetic stove and began to brew the herbs.

Before long, the aroma of medicinal herbs permeated the air.

Greg Jensen had made Qi Blood Elixirs many times before and was very familiar with the production process, naturally avoiding any mishaps.

However, brewing Qi Blood Elixirs took a long time, and it was not until evening that Greg Jensen finally finished thirty Qi Blood Elixirs.

Looking at the round elixirs and smelling the subtle medicinal fragrance, Greg Jensen laughed happily.

With these Qi Blood Elixirs and with the aid of Dual Cultivation, would advancing to the fifth level of Qi Refinement still be difficult?

Greg Jensen saved one Qi Blood Elixir for himself and put the rest into a small medicine bottle. After tidying up, he swallowed the one he had kept.

The Qi Blood Elixir melted in his mouth and quickly turned into a warm current, beginning to nourish his body.

The mid-stage of Qi Refinement includes the fourth, fifth, and sixth levels, each corresponding to the Tail Vein Gate, Ridge Gate, and Jade Pillow Gate, respectively.

The primary function of these gates was to enhance Greg Jensen’s physical condition. Therefore, even though the growth of True Qi was not significant, his physique was steadily improving.

Now, although he had not reached the extraordinary strength and lightness depicted in the “Yin Yang Harmony Scripture,” he was at least invulnerable to a hundred diseases.

Once he broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refinement, crossing the threshold of the mid-stage of Qi Refinement, his physical quality would definitely take a qualitative leap.

Greg Jensen savored the taste of the Qi Blood Elixir for a while, then took a bath, changed into new clothes, and drove to Jamae University.

On the way, he had already phoned Vince Cooper, asking her out for the night. As for what to play, Vince surely knew better than he did.

“Mr. Jensen, long time no see.”

Vince Cooper still wore jeans and a white shirt, but this time he had added a cashmere coat, hinting at innocent charm with a touch of temptation.

“Miss me?” Greg laughed as he asked.

Vince’s cheeks reddened as he nodded, “Yeah, I did.”

“Let’s go, I’ll take you for some good food.”

Greg smiled and drove them away from Jamae University.

Theo Carter happened to pass by and saw Vince get into Greg’s car. He quickly called his father, then hailed a taxi to follow them.

These past days had been quite tormenting for Wallace Carter.

He had been wanting to apologize to Greg, but since Greg was always in Riverhaven County, he never even got to see him.

All he could do was instruct his son to keep an eye on Vince’s movements and to call him as soon as Greg returned.

So, when the call came, Wallace immediately prepared a gift and drove to the location sent by Theo.

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“What do you feel like eating?”

“I don’t know, how about we go to the night market? I heard they’ve been having a food festival these last few days with delicacies from all over the place.”

“Sounds good.”

The so-called food festival was actually an event similar to a commercial show, organized by local businesses or officials in cooperation with certain food companies.

They were more like a snack alliance than food companies, with many small vendors within the company. They would join forces, exchanging internal information among themselves.

Wherever there was a food festival, they would simply drive there.

In a way, it was somewhat similar to a Jade Stone exhibition.

A large company would lead, and other small vendors and companies would follow suit.

It had been many years since Greg had visited such places to eat, so when Vince suggested it, he drove them there.

When they arrived, it was already past seven in the evening, but the food street was still crowded with people. Looking around, all one could see was a dense sea of heads everywhere.

“Stick with me, or if you get kidnapped by traffickers, it would be troublesome.”

“Okay.”

Vince nodded, then he reacted to what was said and snorted, “Hey, I’m not a kid anymore.”

“Hahaha…”

Greg erupted into laughter, taking Vince’s hand and heading into the food street.

It had to be said, there was indeed a wide variety of food at the festival.

Lamb skewers, roasted naan, pilaf from Western Xinjiang, pea jelly, rice-noodle soup from Southern Xinjiang, and other delicacies from all over the country were basically available for tasting here.

While it was impossible to bring all the regional delicacies, at least one could taste the flavors of each region.

The two of them walked and ate, soon getting half full, and they reached the end of the street.

This area was a bit quieter, with only a few local snacks following the buzz of the event, standing there alone.

Greg looked around, pondering whether to buy something to take back, when suddenly a scream came from Vince behind him.

“What’s wrong?”

“They touched me…”

Vince shrank back into Greg’s embrace with a hint of fear.

Greg turned his head to see several young people with hair dyed in various colors, smirking at Vince.

“Sis, can’t blame me for that, who told you to be so perky back there?”

“Hahaha, it is pretty perky and delicate.”

“I touched it just now, it felt nice.”