ut it wasn't me who caught them. As you saw, they came to me themselves."Li He yuan's eyes flashed a cold light: "Then let me ask you again, did my grandson Li Tong die at your hands""You're talking a..."I got it." Ye Bufan turned back to Cao Xinghua and the others. "Folks, no need to sit in economy class anymore, come with me."

"Thank you, Doctor Immortal."

Wang Xuande and others were overjoyed. This wasn't a matter of seating arrangements, but one that concerned the face of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Cao Xinghua turned back, slammed the airplane ticket in Pan Guangfa's face, and then followed Ye Bufan towards the airport.

Seeing this scene, the expressions on Pan Guangfa's side turned extremely ugly.

These people have always looked down on traditional Chinese medicine, thinking that although they are both doctors, they are superior to TCM practitioners.

I originally intended to embarrass the other person, but they ended up taking a private jet, which made them 13 times cooler than me.

The one who looked most embarrassed was Pan Guangfa. His face turned ashen as he said, “What’s there to be arrogant about So what if you go to M country”

The spots for the medical conference are in my hands, they can't go without my approval.

Zhang Jie followed up, "The president is right. Even if this kid has a lot of money, what can he do He still can't participate in the exchange meeting."

What he said was actually right, but it sounded a bit sour.

Pan Hao stood beside her, unable to describe the feeling in his heart. He had once treated the other person as a pauper, but now it turned out that they were incredibly wealthy, even owning a private jet. Even though his own family hadn't gone bankrupt, he couldn't compare to them.

"Alright, let's go."

Pan Guangfa waved his hand, and everyone entered the airport. However, they had to go to the waiting lounge because private planes boarded directly.

Ye Bufan, led by the fat manager, quickly arrived at the plane with everyone.

Mr. Ye, have a pleasant trip.

The fat manager said a few respectful words, then left.

Only big shots can afford to own a private jet, and he'd heard whispers that the owner of this particular aircraft was someone of extraordinary influence. Thus, he treated them with utmost respect today, offering top-notch service.

Cao Xinghua and others boarded the plane and were immediately shocked by its luxury.

They are all seasoned flyers, having experienced both economy class and the luxury of first class on commercial airlines. However, nothing compares to the experience of a private jet.

This plane, customized by the Gao family, is a top-of-the-line private jet with all the bells and whistles. It's mainly divided into three sections: a dining area, a leisure zone, and a bedroom.

The restaurant has sofas, a bar, and a refrigerator, basically all the amenities you'd find in a home.

The leisure area is big.

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A screen LCD TV, a wide and luxurious genuine leather sofa, it's much more comfortable to sit on than an ordinary airplane seat.

The lounge area has a master bedroom and a guest room, so you can head over there to rest if you're tired.

This aircraft is configured for 20 passengers, and they sit inside comfortably without feeling cramped.

After settling down on the sofa, Wang Xuande sighed and said to Dr. Ye, "Doctor Ye, your plane is a bit too extravagant. Today, this old man has broadened his horizons."

As the heir of the King of Acupuncture Needles, his assets are over 100 million yuan. Relatively speaking, he is definitely wealthy compared to ordinary people, but it's nowhere near Ye Bufan's level; he probably can't even afford a plane.

Ye Bufan said casually, "You guys can sit wherever you like. If you're tired or uncomfortable, just go to the side and take a nap."

All these people here are taking a private jet for the first time. An old Chinese medicine practitioner excitedly said: "That Pan Guangfa has always looked down on us traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and bought economy class tickets for all of us old men. It's obvious he's trying to humiliate us."

"Now that we're on a private jet, I really want to interview him and ask what he's feeling. Hahahaha…"

Lou Baiming said: "Over the years, Traditional Chinese Medicine has declined, while Western medicine has developed. The president of the China Medical Association has always been a Western medicine practitioner. In these years, our TCM has indeed been treated unfairly by them."

Wang Xuande said: "Now it's good, with the Immortal Physician leading us, in the future, it will definitely be our turn for traditional Chinese medicine to flourish. The next president of the Medical Association should be the Immortal Physician."

"You're right, Pan Guangfa is no match for the medical immortal..."

Everyone agreed, looking at Ye Bufan with eyes full of admiration. It was the arrival of this young man that ignited hope in their hearts.

"Well, it's a bit too early to talk about that."

"Ye Bufan said, 'Generally speaking, compared with Western medicine, Traditional Chinese Medicine is still at a great disadvantage. The top priority is to revitalize TCM. This time, the implementation in M country is very crucial, everyone must do their best.'"

Let the world see the excellence of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and let everyone know the benefits of TCM.

Hearing him say this, all the old men present were very excited.

Cao Qinghua said, “With senior brother here, we are sure to succeed.”

As we spoke, the plane had already begun to take off. We sat together, lost in dreams of the future, discussing medical techniques. Time flew by.

Unconsciously, more than ten hours passed. The plane slowly landed at the airport of Apple City, the largest city in M country.

Meanwhile, the plane carrying Pan Guangfa and others was also nearby.

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Landed on the runway.

"I'm so tired."

After sitting on a plane for almost 20 hours, even though Pan Guangfa and the others were in first class, they still felt sore and tired when they got off. In terms of comfort, ordinary passenger planes and private jets are just incomparable.

These people walked out of the airport with tired faces, just as they encountered Ye Bufan and others who were full of energy.

"What's there to be proud of, it's just a private jet!"

No one said anything at first, but Zhang Jie’s tone was full of sourness.

In his subconscious, he felt that he deserved this kind of treatment, not these TCM practitioners in front of him.

Pan Guangfa also had a fire in his heart, and he said with a sullen expression: "Don't worry, they won't be proud for long. According to the regulations of this exchange meeting, all participants must stay at the Apple Hotel in Apple City."

As many countries are attending, the rooms are tight. These people can only stay in the basement. I've already arranged it; they only need one room for all of them.

I have to say, this guy is really petty. He even came up with such a low-level tactic.

Zhang Jie heard this and his face was full of excitement: "The president did a good job. I'll see how these old men can be proud now."

They walked out of the airport, chatting as they went, and were about to hail a taxi to take them to their hotel.

At that very moment, seven or eight luxury cars drove up, each one a high-end model, worth over a million dollars at the very least.

A lengthened Lincoln, it looked both luxurious and imposing.

"Whose entourage is this Are they here to pick up some big shot"

After seeing these luxury cars, Zhang Jie and the others all had envious expressions on their faces.

Pan Hao said, "Definitely. I've seen that extended Lincoln up front in a car magazine. It's worth at least over 10 million yuan. So many added together are almost close to one hundred million yuan. The person who took them definitely wouldn't be an ordinary person."

Zhang Jie suddenly thought of something: “But the first-class cabin on this plane has all been booked by us, and it doesn't seem like there are any other big figures.”

Pan Hao said: "Could it be that a big shot likes to keep a low profile and sits in economy class That's unlikely, right"

Two people were talking when a convoy of vehicles stopped in front of Ye Bufan's team. The car doors opened, and a dozen or so white men who looked like bodyguards got out.

(Places in real life can't appear, as for where Apple City is, bookworms who don't know can ask Baidu.)

(The End)ould be done with these people Should their cultivation be revoked or should they be killed directly"Qingye Wang hesitated for a moment. He hadn't gone all out before because he was considering the ot...