This situation made Song Zhiming feel a little unsure. When he came to trade himself, Boss Tang did not make such a big noise.

I immediately realized that this must be because I brought another person to me. Those who were busy on the road of the state were not an exaggeration to say that they were making a living at the edge of the knife. They fought all day long, but I suddenly received a strange face and they inevitably became suspicious.

I also felt a little regretful, why did I take him to trade with me because this person helped me once?

I subconsciously looked back at Mr. Zhang and saw that the young man still looked so dull on his face, and his face did not change at all.

Song Zhiming sighed in his heart that he was not even as good as a young man, and then he began to stabilize his mind.

As my mind flashed, someone in my ear said to stop. Song Zhiming stood still and looked up at the man with a small eyes sitting on the head, which was the boss here and Boss Tang.

"Song Zhiming, who is this kid?" Boss Tang pointed his hand at Mr. Zhang, his eyes looking a little sharp.

"This is one of my friends." Song Zhiming said again what he said before outside the door, "He also wanted to buy some red-hearted linguine, so I brought him here."

"Oh?" Boss Tang smiled without objection and turned his eyes to Master Zhang, "You also buy Red Heart Ganoderma lucidum? How much do you want to buy?"

Young Master Zhang said without thinking, "I want all of Boss Tang."

His words did not have any false elements, and the effect of sluts and orchids was not very obvious, especially since he needed to improve his level, so the required sluts and orchids must be large.

As soon as Mr. Zhang said this, everyone present was stunned and couldn't react. He looked at Mr. Zhang blankly, not understanding what Mr. Zhang meant. Is this kid here to cause trouble or has other purposes? No one believed it at all.

When Song Zhiming heard this, he almost fell to the ground and stared at Mr. Zhang in a daze, thinking that you are really here to buy red heart linguine.

"Hahaha." Boss Tang then looked up and laughed, making a hearty voice, no longer entangled with Young Master Zhang, raised his hand and pointed to Song Zhiming, "Did you bring the money?"

"Take it with me, one million, a penny is not enough." Song Zhiming said immediately, just as he was about to take out the card from his body, but his hands and feet were tied up neatly.

Boss Tang waved his hand and immediately a man holding a machete walked over. Without saying a word, he drew the knife and slashed it.

A flash of sword light, and a cold light shot up. Although she knew that the man was not chopping him but a rope, Song Zhiming was still shocked and his eyes closed suddenly.

Then I suddenly felt my body lightening, and when I opened my eyes, the hemp rope on my body had been cut off and fell under my feet.

The man in front of him was staring at him, his eyes as if he was as forceful as the blade in his hand. Song Zhiming did not dare to neglect, and immediately took out a card from his close-fitting shirt and handed it to the man in front of him.

The man looked down at the card in his hand, snorted, and walked towards Boss Tang with the card.

Boss Tang took the card and handed it to the man with a gun on his right. The man walked into a compartment inside with the card, and soon walked out again, handed the card to Boss Tang, and said, "One million, no problem."

Boss Tang nodded then, as if he was very satisfied.

Seeing this, Song Zhimingjian breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "Don't worry, Boss Tang, how dare I pay less for a deal with you?"

Boss Tang snorted coldly: "I don't have the courage, if you dare to play tricks, I will kill you."

"Boss Tang said," Song Zhiming agreed. After waiting for a while, he didn't see Boss Tang giving the red heart linguine to him. He felt something was wrong and said carefully, "Boss Tang, I have paid the money, what about the red heart linguine I want."

Boss Tang clapped his hands, and someone immediately handed over a small red wooden box that was three feet long and one foot wide, and was extremely exquisite.

As soon as the box was taken out, Mr. Zhang felt aroused in his heart. The strong fragrance of grass and orchids emitted from it, which was exactly what he needed! In this sand garden, there were indeed grass and orchids!

Song Zhiming was even more excited, staring at the red small wooden box with great enthusiasm, which was the hope of his daughter's life!

Seeing Song Zhiming's appearance, Boss Tang smiled, took the mahogany box, walked to Song Zhiming with a swagger, reached the wooden box in front of Song Zhiming, and said, "Do you really want this thing?"

Song Zhiming immediately nodded violently and reached out to take the mahogany box.

At that moment, Boss Tang took the wooden box back and threw it back casually. An instantly caught it and held it in his hand and waited.

Song Zhiming's face couldn't help but change and he said anxiously: "Boss Tang, what do you mean?"

"Tell you Song Zhiming, if you want to leave, you can leave now, but don't think about the things." Boss Tang snorted coldly, "There are already ordering this red heart linguine for two million, but I still want to thank you for the one million you gave me."

After saying that, he raised his head and laughed unscrupulously, and he still pointed at Master Zhang, "This kid must also leave it for me."

After the last transaction ended, Boss Tang investigated Song Zhiming's truth clearly.

Song Zhiming is just an ordinary self-employed boss, a serious businessman. He has been struggling all his life and has a virtuous wife and well-behaved daughter. He can be regarded as a happy and fulfilling life.

But who would have thought that Song Zhiming's daughter suddenly contracted a strange disease. Song Zhiming asked all famous doctors but failed. Finally, he learned a folk remedy that could be treated with red heart linguine as a medicine introduction, so he suppressed all his savings to ask for medicine for his daughter.

What made Song Zhiming happy was that although he had spent all his foundation, the red-hearted Ganoderma lucidum was very effective and his daughter's illness had improved. If there was another branch, her daughter would definitely be cured!

So Song Zhiming sold his last property and went deep into Lizhou to buy medicine, but he didn't expect that this time he would encounter such a thing.

"Boss Tang, you, you can't do this!" Song Zhiming was angry and anxious, his blood was surging, his face was red and red, and he couldn't help but roar at Boss Tang, "You agreed to sell it to me, how could you keep your word?"

"****." Boss Tang glanced at Song Zhiming with contempt, "This is my territory, I will do whatever I like. I am already magnanimous to save you a dog's life. If you don't know what's wrong, you should stay here too."

After saying that, he walked up to his throne without looking back.

"Give me the red heart linguine!" Song Zhiming shouted, "That's my life-saving use!"

While shouting, he rushed towards Boss Tang. This scene made Song Zhiming feel a little unsure. When he came to trade himself, Boss Tang did not make such a big noise.

I immediately realized that this must be because I brought another person to me. Those who were busy on the road of the state were not an exaggeration to say that they were making a living at the edge of the knife. They fought all day long, but I suddenly received a strange face and they inevitably became suspicious.

I also felt a little regretful, why did I take him to trade with me because this person helped me once?

I subconsciously looked back at Mr. Zhang and saw that the young man still looked so dull on his face, and his face did not change at all.

Song Zhiming sighed in his heart that he was not even as good as a young man, and then he began to stabilize his mind.

As my mind flashed, someone in my ear said to stop. Song Zhiming stood still and looked up at the man with a small eyes sitting on the head, which was the boss here and Boss Tang.

"Song Zhiming, who is this kid?" Boss Tang pointed his hand at Mr. Zhang, his eyes looking a little sharp.

"This is one of my friends." Song Zhiming said again what he said before outside the door, "He also wanted to buy some red-hearted linguine, so I brought him here."

"Oh?" Boss Tang smiled without objection and turned his eyes to Master Zhang, "You also buy Red Heart Ganoderma lucidum? How much do you want to buy?"

Young Master Zhang said without thinking, "I want all of Boss Tang."

His words did not have any false elements, and the effect of sluts and orchids was not very obvious, especially since he needed to improve his level, so the required sluts and orchids must be large.

As soon as Mr. Zhang said this, everyone present was stunned and couldn't react. He looked at Mr. Zhang blankly, not understanding what Mr. Zhang meant. Is this kid here to cause trouble or has other purposes? No one believed it at all.

When Song Zhiming heard this, he almost fell to the ground and stared at Mr. Zhang in a daze, thinking that you are really here to buy red heart linguine.

"Hahaha." Boss Tang then looked up and laughed, making a hearty voice, no longer entangled with Young Master Zhang, raised his hand and pointed to Song Zhiming, "Did you bring the money?"

"Take it with me, one million, a penny is not enough." Song Zhiming said immediately, just as he was about to take out the card from his body, but his hands and feet were tied up neatly.

Boss Tang waved his hand and immediately a man holding a machete walked over. Without saying a word, he drew the knife and slashed it.

A flash of sword light, and a cold light shot up. Although she knew that the man was not chopping him but a rope, Song Zhiming was still shocked and his eyes closed suddenly.

Then I suddenly felt my body lightening, and when I opened my eyes, the hemp rope on my body had been cut off and fell under my feet.

The man in front of him was staring at him, his eyes as if he was as forceful as the blade in his hand. Song Zhiming did not dare to neglect, and immediately took out a card from his close-fitting shirt and handed it to the man in front of him.

The man looked down at the card in his hand, snorted, and walked towards Boss Tang with the card.

Boss Tang took the card and handed it to the man with a gun on his right. The man walked into a compartment inside with the card, and soon walked out again, handed the card to Boss Tang, and said, "One million, no problem."

Boss Tang nodded then, as if he was very satisfied.

Seeing this, Song Zhimingjian breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "Don't worry, Boss Tang, how dare I pay less for a deal with you?"

Boss Tang snorted coldly: "I don't have the courage, if you dare to play tricks, I will kill you."

"Boss Tang said," Song Zhiming agreed. After waiting for a while, he didn't see Boss Tang giving the red heart linguine to him. He felt something was wrong and said carefully, "Boss Tang, I have paid the money, what about the red heart linguine I want."

Boss Tang clapped his hands, and someone immediately handed over a small red wooden box that was three feet long and one foot wide, and was extremely exquisite.

As soon as the box was taken out, Mr. Zhang felt aroused in his heart. The strong fragrance of grass and orchids emitted from it, which was exactly what he needed! In this sand garden, there were indeed grass and orchids!

Song Zhiming was even more excited, staring at the red small wooden box with great enthusiasm, which was the hope of his daughter's life!

Seeing Song Zhiming's appearance, Boss Tang smiled, took the mahogany box, walked to Song Zhiming with a swagger, reached the wooden box in front of Song Zhiming, and said, "Do you really want this thing?"

Song Zhiming immediately nodded violently and reached out to take the mahogany box.

At that moment, Boss Tang took the wooden box back and threw it back casually. An instantly caught it and held it in his hand and waited.

Song Zhiming's face couldn't help but change and he said anxiously: "Boss Tang, what do you mean?"

"Tell you Song Zhiming, if you want to leave, you can leave now, but don't think about the things." Boss Tang snorted coldly, "There are already ordering this red heart linguine for two million, but I still want to thank you for the one million you gave me."

After saying that, he raised his head and laughed unscrupulously, and he still pointed at Master Zhang, "This kid must also leave it for me."

After the last transaction ended, Boss Tang investigated Song Zhiming's truth clearly.

Song Zhiming is just an ordinary self-employed boss, a serious businessman. He has been struggling all his life and has a virtuous wife and well-behaved daughter. He can be regarded as a happy and fulfilling life.

But who would have thought that Song Zhiming's daughter suddenly contracted a strange disease. Song Zhiming asked all famous doctors but failed. Finally, he learned a folk remedy that could be treated with red heart linguine as a medicine introduction, so he suppressed all his savings to ask for medicine for his daughter.

What made Song Zhiming happy was that although he had spent all his foundation, the red-hearted Ganoderma lucidum was very effective and his daughter's illness had improved. If there was another branch, her daughter would definitely be cured!

So Song Zhiming sold his last property and went deep into Lizhou to buy medicine, but he didn't expect that this time he would encounter such a thing.

"Boss Tang, you, you can't do this!" Song Zhiming was angry and anxious, his blood was surging, his face was red and red, and he couldn't help but roar at Boss Tang, "You agreed to sell it to me, how could you keep your word?"

"****." Boss Tang glanced at Song Zhiming with contempt, "This is my territory, I will do whatever I like. I am already magnanimous to save you a dog's life. If you don't know what's wrong, you should stay here too."

After saying that, he walked up to his throne without looking back.

"Give me the red heart linguine!" Song Zhiming shouted, "That's my life-saving use!"
Chapter completed!