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Chapter 1705 I need a knife

"What did you say?" Yang Zhiyuan thought he had heard it wrong, so he was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that the doctor from a small clinic in Cyprus would dare to reject him, which really made him very angry.

That is, because the occasion was wrong, if he was outside, he would have slapped him in the face.

After calming his mind a little, he continued: "Brother Su, Yan Ling and I have something to discuss. Give me a face. If you have something to do in the medical world in the future, I will definitely protect you."

"No change." Cycad continued.

"You..." Seeing that the cycads were not invaded, Yang Zhiyuan was almost furious.

If it were others, he would have tolerated it, but he was just an unknown junior, and he really couldn't stand it.

At this moment, Zhou Chengkai and others also discovered the situation here and looked at it one after another.

"Young Master Yang, what's the situation? Even a young doctor can't settle it. Don't let me look down on you." After briefly understanding the situation, Zhou Chengkai said.

"That's right, Young Master Yang, you are not very powerful in normal times. How can you lose your links at critical moments?" Wang Ziqi also said quietly.

They didn't have a grudge against Su Tie, they just wanted to watch the fun.

But when Yang Zhiyuan heard this, he was even more furious. He knew very well that if he couldn't handle the cycad, Zhou Chengkai and the others would not know how to mock him in the future.

Thinking of this, he looked at his face in a deep voice: "Brother Su, don't you even give me this little face. Do you look down on your brother?"

"Why should I respect you?" Su Tie looked up at Yang Zhiyuan and smiled playfully.

"You boy..." Seeing Su Tie's attitude, Yang Zhiyuan was completely angry and his clenched fists immediately raised them.

Just then, Song Yanling also realized something was wrong and hurriedly exclaimed: "Young Master Yang, what are you going to do?"

"Yanling, your friend is too crazy. I just want to change seats with him, but he doesn't agree." Yang Zhiyuan said angrily.

"The seat is Mr. Su's own. Is it his freedom to change it? Is there any problem?" Song Yanling retorted loudly.

When Yang Zhiyuan heard this, he was speechless for a while and could not speak a word for a long time.

In fact, for him, if he proposed to change seats based on his identity and Cyprus refused to agree, it would be equivalent to not giving him face, which would be a manifestation of rampantness.

But in front of Song Yanling, he couldn't say it for a while.

After pausing, he waved his hand and said impatiently: "Boy, how much does it cost to change this seat with me? 100,000 or 200,000?"

"I said it, I won't change it." Cycad said firmly.

"If you think there is little money, it's easy to deal with. 500,000 yuan, will you change it?" Yang Zhiyuan stared at Su Tie and gritted his teeth.

He knew very well that it was no longer just changing seats, but about face.

Zhou Chengkai, Wang Ziqi, and even Song Yanling were watching. If this seat was not replaced in the end, how could he stay in Jinling in the future?

But he was not worried, because he knew very well that earth spores like this who were from the bottom had no resistance to money.

If you don’t have one hundred thousand, then you’ll have two hundred thousand. If you don’t have two hundred thousand, you’ll have five hundred thousand.

For a doctor from a small clinic, the price is 500,000 yuan, not to mention changing a seat, even if he sells his dignity, he believes that the other party will not refuse.

"I said it won't change, are you annoying?" Just as Yang Zhiyuan was thinking, Su Tie suddenly said something from his mouth.

Hearing this, Yang Zhiyuan was stunned. He was the eldest son of the Yang family in Jinling and the young master of Haifeng Medical. He was actually annoyed by the doctor in a small clinic. This was a great shame for him.

However, Zhou Chengkai and others who were sitting aside watching the show were already full of fun.

"Young Master Yang, you are becoming more and more gentle now. People are riding on your head, but you are still indifferent. It seems that the title of Jinling Little Overlord is not suitable for you." Zhou Chengkai said with a smile.

"What do you know? Young Master Yang has been practicing the turtle shrinkage recently. If it was this effect, he has never seen him as much as he did." Wang Ziqi also said hurriedly.

After she finished speaking, she immediately laughed and fell backwards.

Seeing this, a layer of haze had already appeared on Jerry Yang's face, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were twitching.

This is the first time in more than 20 years that he is so angry.

"Sir, do you have anything to help?" At this moment, a young flight attendant suddenly stepped forward and asked curiously.

"I need a knife." Yang Zhiyuan said loudly.

"Knife?" The flight attendant was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "Sir, do you need to use a fruit knife to cut fruit?"

"I fucking want to kill someone." Yang Zhiyuan shouted in anger, then turned around and returned to his seat.

Just when he heard what he said, the flight attendant immediately widened his eyes, his slender body subconsciously took two steps back.

After hesitating for a moment, she quickly turned around and prepared to inform the captain.

On the plane, someone suddenly shouted to kill someone. This was really not a trivial matter, and she didn't dare to underestimate it.

"Little sister, don't get me wrong, he's just kidding." At this time, Zhou Chengkai hurriedly grabbed the flight attendant and said with a smile.

"Just kidding?" The flight attendant subconsciously glanced at Yang Zhiyuan again, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party did not have the intention to kill.

After a pause, she turned around and left.

"Young Master Yang, don't be angry, please forgive me for your own fault. This result is purely your own fault." Lei Bao, who looked at the flight attendant's figure gradually faded away, suddenly looked at Yang Zhiyuan, who was full of indignation, and smiled playfully.

When Yang Zhiyuan heard this, he frowned and said unhappily: "Brother Bao, at this time, you should not add any harm."

"I'm telling the truth. If you listened to me earlier, how could you be so humiliated?" Lei Bao chuckled.

"Brother Leopard, I..."

"Mr. Yang, as far as I know, you have never been so humiliated in so many years, right?" Lei Bao raised his hand to interrupt Yang Zhiyuan's words and asked with a smile.

When Yang Zhiyuan heard this, his face turned pale again. Lei Bao's words were like a needle, piercing his heart directly.

After pondering for a while, he shook his head and said, "If you are in the mainland, it's okay, but now I'm going to Xiangjiang, I really have no choice but to do anything to him."

"Haha, you don't have me. Several of my senior brothers are from Xiangjiang, and they are doing well in the local area." Lei Bao said with a smile.

Yang Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood why the other party was so keen on this matter, obviously he wanted to make a deal with him.

He did not agree immediately because he knew that at this time, the other party would definitely speak loudly and knock him hard.
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