After dinner, Xiao Chen drank some tea before receiving a call from Bai Ye.

"Brother Chen, I'm downstairs. Come down."

"good."

Xiao Chen nodded, hung up the phone, walked out of the hotel, and immediately saw the exaggerated and awesome Knight XV.

"Brother Chen."

Bai Ye was smoking next to the car. The old man and Old Xu stood beside him, their vigilant eyes scanning the surroundings from time to time.

"Well, let's go."

Xiao Chen nodded and got in the car.

"Brother Chen, look, this is the gift I bought for Qin Jianwen."

As soon as he got in the car, Bai Ye took out a plastic bag like a treasure.

"Really an apple?"

Xiao Chen was a little curious.

"Yes, and it's still a rotten apple!"

Bai Ye opened the plastic bag and said with a grin.

"..."

Xiao Chen was speechless, this Young Master Bai is so stingy, but... I like it!

"I can't help it. It's hard to make money now. I think Mr. Qin will understand me... Oh, by the way, I just saw someone selling roasted sweet potatoes on the roadside. I'll buy him another roasted sweet potato when I stop the car.

.”

Bai Ye said and told the driver.

Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly, sometimes this guy was like a child who hadn't grown up.

Carrying two rotten apples and a roasted sweet potato to see Mr. Qin, luckily he could figure it out.

When Knight XV stopped, Bai Ye went down from above to buy roasted sweet potatoes. The man selling roasted sweet potatoes was obviously a little stupid.

Although he didn't know the car, just by looking at its domineering appearance, he guessed that the car was definitely expensive and would not be cheaper than a BMW or Mercedes-Benz!

If Bai Ye knew what the uncle was thinking, he would probably be very happy, and then tell him that his car could buy dozens of BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes.

"Uncle, let's have some roasted sweet potatoes."

Bai Ye shouted to the uncle who was still confused.

"Ah? What did you say?"

The uncle calmed down and asked.

"I said I wanted to buy a baked sweet potato."

"Oh, okay, okay."

The uncle nodded hurriedly, but secretly murmured in his heart, now this rich man also likes to eat roasted sweet potatoes?

While the uncle was getting sweet potatoes, Bai Ye looked at the stove for roasting sweet potatoes.

"Uncle, is your stove modified with an iron barrel filled with oil?"

Bai Ye had seen a piece of news before, saying that roasted sweet potatoes on the streets were very harmful.

But this is not to say that roasted sweet potatoes themselves are very harmful, but that most of these stoves are modified with oil drums, and there are many harmful substances in them... Once heated, those harmful substances will enter the sweet potatoes.

Hearing Bai Ye's words, the uncle's expression changed: "Of course not, I am very clean and hygienic."

"Is it clean? Forget it, I won't buy it."

Bai Ye shook his head and turned around to get in the car.

"ah?"

The uncle is really confused. Is there anything wrong with this kid’s head? Why don’t you buy it if it is clean and hygienic?

"Hey, why is it so difficult to buy a contaminated baked sweet potato?"

Bai Ye sighed.

"What? Wait a minute, I'll tell you the truth, I made this with an oil barrel."

The uncle heard Bai Ye's words and said hurriedly.

"real?"

Bai Ye stopped.

"Um."

"Okay, then give me one."

"Okay, okay."

The uncle chose the biggest one with the prettiest color for Bai Ye.

Bai Ye was so greedy after seeing it that he took out his wallet and took out a few hundred yuan: "Uncle, there's no need to look for it. Let's fight for more money and replace it with a clean and sanitary stove... You are already so old, so you have to accumulate some virtue.

, Don’t harm our compatriots, that’s not good.” After saying that, he turned around and got into the car with the roasted sweet potatoes.

The uncle looked at Bai Ye's back, feeling messy in the wind.

This kid...is there really nothing wrong with his head?

Bai Ye returned to the car and threw the roasted sweet potatoes beside him.

"What are you talking about with the sweet potato seller?"

Xiao Chen was curious as to why it took so long to buy a sweet potato.

Bai Ye just said it, and Xiao Chen laughed: "I guess that uncle thought there was something wrong with you."

"No matter how much he loves, there is something wrong with him."

Bai Ye said, taking out a small bottle from his pocket, then opening the plastic bag of the roasted sweet potatoes, and sprinkled some on the roasted sweet potatoes.

"What's this?"

Xiao Chen asked strangely.

"There's still a little bit of the laxative you prepared last time."

Bai Ye said, spilling some more and then carefully putting it away.

"..."

Xiao Chen was a little dumbfounded. This guy just bought a contaminated baked sweet potato and even gave it laxatives? This damn... is too damaging!

"Xiaobai, you don't think Qin Jianwen can really eat this roasted sweet potato, do you?"

"Then who knows, what if he eats it when his brain twitches? So, dig a hole first. Whether he jumps or not is his business."

Bai Ye said nonchalantly.

"..."

Xiao Chen didn't say anything. He decided to stay away from this guy in the future. He would be a complete scammer.

When they arrived at the hospital, they got out of the car.

"Why does this hospital look familiar?"

Xiao Chen got out of the car, looked at it a few times, and then frowned.

"Looks familiar? This is a private hospital owned by the Qin family... Oh, by the way, didn't you kill people here last time?"

Bai Ye also looked at it and said.

"kill?"

"Yes, that time with Mr. Wu."

"So this is it."

Xiao Chen nodded, but he couldn't help but have a thought in his heart. The Qin family's hospital, the seven major families...

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Xiao Chen's thoughtful look, Bai Ye asked.

"nothing."

"Oh, I remember I told you last time, right?"

"Really? Then maybe I didn't take it seriously." Xiao Chen shook his head: "Let's go in."

"good."

In addition to Xiao Chen and Bai Ye, two masters, Lao Weng and Lao Xu, also followed.

After all, they are here to 'find trouble'. What if they really do something?
To be continued...