"Right, I should ask Old Master Tang about this."
Jiang Ning suddenly thought of Tang Xiachuan and pinned his hopes on him.
"Hello, Chairman Tang?" Jiang Ning picked up his phone and called Tang Xiachuan.
"Hello, Master Jiang. The kitchen renovation here still needs two more days."
Tang Xiachuan assumed Jiang Ning was calling about the kitchen renovation.
"Oh, Chairman Tang, I wasn't calling about that. I wanted to ask you something else." Jiang Ning felt awkward.
After all, he wasn't particularly close to the Tang Group, and during their contract negotiations, he had squeezed them from 100 million to 200 million.
Asking for a favor now felt a bit presumptuous.
Tang Xiachuan sounded curious. "Go ahead, Master Jiang."
Jiang Ning took a deep breath and asked, "Ahem, it's like this... Chairman Tang, do you happen to know anything about special rare earth alloys?"
"Special rare earth alloys? Of course, I do. But why are you asking about this, Master Jiang?" Tang Xiachuan sounded puzzled.
Jiang Ning's face flushed crimson. "Well, my wife needs to procure a large quantity of this material, but the Kyoto Wu Group broke their contract and refused to sell."
"I have no choice but to ask for your help, Chairman Tang. I was hoping you might know of any similar resources you could recommend. Price is no object."
Tang Xiachuan: "Ah, I see. Master Jiang, don't worry. I have a company under my umbrella that specializes in producing such materials. I'll send you their contact information shortly. You can have your wife reach out to them directly."
"Alright, thank you, Chairman Tang. I'll hang up now." Jiang Ning hung up the phone.
He immediately kicked Chen Changsong in the lower abdomen.
*Thud!*
"Ah!"
Chen Changsong screamed in pain, clutching his abdomen as he flew backward five or six meters.
This was all Chen Changsong's fault for starting trouble and then daring to come here and threaten him. Jiang Ning wouldn't let him leave unscathed.
"You... How dare you hit me?"
Chen Binhe's finger trembled as he pointed at Jiang Ning, but he quickly withdrew it, as if suddenly realizing something.
"What? You want a beating too? You fucking bastard! How dare you come to my house and bully my wife? You think you're in the right?"
*Slap!*
Jiang Ning slapped him across the face.
"Ah!"
Chen Binhe spun around twice, dizzy and blood gushing from his mouth.
Of course, Jiang Ning had primarily controlled his strength; otherwise, a full-force slap would have likely sent Wu Hanjun's head spinning a full 360 degrees.
Wu Hanjun's heart trembled. He had previously planned to settle the score after leaving, but it was clear he was facing a ruthless opponent.
There was no reasoning with this man; he resorted to slapping faces, kicking the gut, and bending fingers.
Even if they reported him, they wouldn't have much grounds—there were no visible injuries.
"Get out! Don't let me see you near my wife's company again, or next time won't be so gentle.
And you, you idiot, you were used by him. Serves you right for suffering.
Good thing I'm merciful, or you wouldn't even know how you died next time. Choose your friends wisely!" Jiang Ning jabbed his finger into Wu Hanjun's nose as he berated him.
In truth, he was also sowing discord. Even Wu Hanjun would start to wonder what he had gained from all this—nothing but a beating.
After the three men stumbled out of the office in disgrace, "You better watch your back, kid."
Only then did Chen Binhe's threatening voice ring out.
Hearing this, Jiang Ning rushed to the office door. "Say that again."
The moment Jiang Ning rushed to the door, the three of them scrambled down the emergency stairwell and fled.
Their bodyguards were on the 35th floor, where they were blocked by Su Meng's security detail.
"Cowards who only know how to talk tough," Jiang Ning declared loudly, clapping his hands together. He turned and walked back into the office.
Watching him return, Su Meng gazed at Jiang Ning with a soft, tender expression.
"What's wrong, wife? Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Jiang Ning asked, touching his cheek.
"Husband, you're so handsome today," Su Meng blurted out.
"Yeah, Daddy was so cool earlier! He beat those bad guys until they were running for their lives," Mengmeng added with innocent admiration.
"Alright, wife, let's eat before the food gets cold. It'll taste better while it's hot."
Jiang Ning hurried over and opened the insulated containers one by one.
Instantly, the office filled with the aroma of delicious dishes, and Su Meng's appetite surged.
"Husband, thank you. Did Chairman Tang really solve the problem with the special rare earth alloy?" Su Meng asked, still slightly worried.
"Don't worry, darling. Just eat your meal and relax. Everything is under control."
"Mm-hmm." Su Meng nodded obediently. "Honey, the special rare earth alloy we need is mainly for manufacturing high-end medical equipment from Germany's Schmidt. The quantity required is quite large. I never expected Chen Changsong to exploit my need for such a large amount of this alloy and try to blackmail me."
Su Meng explained as she ate.
"Mommy, didn't you always tell Mengmeng 'no talking while eating, no talking in bed'? Why are you talking while you're eating?" Mengmeng asked curiously.
"Uh." Su Meng was momentarily speechless.
"Mengmeng, that's because Mommy has something on her mind and urgently needs to explain it to Daddy. But she was afraid the food would get cold, so she started eating and talking at the same time," Jiang Ning quickly interjected to smooth things over.
"Oh, I see," Mengmeng nodded in understanding.
It seemed that whatever Daddy said was always reasonable.
After finishing her meal, Su Meng complained, "Honey, your cooking is too delicious. I don't even want to order takeout from the company anymore."
"Darling, if you like it so much, how about I bring you homemade meals every day?" Jiang Ning offered.
"No, that would be too much work for you. And Mengmeng can't keep running back and forth with you all the time," Su Meng replied.
"Aunt Wang can come over to help. We can have her look after Mengmeng then," Jiang Ning suggested.
Su Meng smiled happily. "Mm, from now on, if I don't feel like eating here, I'll just ask you to bring it over, okay, husband?"
Jiang Ning looked at her and said, "Honey, I need to discuss something with you."
Su Meng's brow furrowed. "What is it?"
"This morning, I received a call from General Manager Wu at Huayin. They've revealed my 'Dance Dream Youngster' information to your alma mater, Qingbei University, to President Zheng Kailong."
Su Meng stood up nervously. "What? Why would Huayin do that?"
Jiang Ning quickly grabbed her arm and reassured her, "Honey, don't panic. President Zheng also called me. He's invited me to be an Honorary Professor at their Dance Academy. I wanted to discuss it with you—should I accept?"
"President Zheng said I wouldn't need to teach regularly. I could just visit periodically to offer guidance or teach online classes, with flexible times and frequency."
"Honorary Professor? Husband, that's great! You should definitely go for it!"
Jiang Ning looked at her in surprise. "Why? If that happens, Mengmeng and I might become even more well-known."
"Oh, that's true," Su Meng said, calming down. "Wait a minute, husband. During the livestreams, didn't you use facial filters?"
"When you teach online, you can just use your real face on the live stream."
"The main thing, dear, is that this Honorary Professor title from Qingbei University will make everything so much easier. Many local officials will show you a lot of respect, which will save you a ton of trouble."
"Is this title really that important?" Jiang Ning asked, puzzled.
"Of course it is! Don't underestimate this honorary professor credential, dear. Especially from Qingbei University, it's like having the state's backing. You'll be considered a political elite, just with an educational focus. If you make significant contributions, the state will grant you Academician status, protect you, and keep your information confidential. As your rank increases—from S-class to SS-class and then SSS-class—the state will even assign the National Security Team to protect you and your family. Look at Principal Zheng; he's a vice-ministerial-level official, no lower in rank than a governor or deputy governor. He and his family are constantly guarded by National Security Team agents."
Jiang Ning nodded, finally understanding. He now had a clear direction and a choice to make.
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