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Chapter seven hundred and thirty second gift

Xu Jingyou opened the safe and took out a very ordinary small porcelain bottle, but he knew that this thing was very precious when he looked solemnly.

"Life-Extending Pill~" Xu Jingyou opened the bottle and gusted.

Bubing the pills became a life-renewing pill, but the name of the life-renewing pill is more energetic. He already knew about Lao Zhao, but he didn't expect that just a small pill would have such a great effect.

"Jing You, just one pill of old summoned me, gave me two million!" Song Jiaoying said with a smile when he served the soju.

Now Xu Jingyou is used to it. He sips such a small glass of medicinal wine at night. When he sleeps, he feels warm, his health is getting better, and his sleep quality is also improving.

Yes~ It must be served with fried peanuts, or the one with a little salt, it’s delicious!

"Two million is considered a cheaper price for him. His life can be saved with this life-extending pill." Xu Jingyou took out one and put it in a more refined bottle, and carefully put the rest back into the safe.

The life-extension pill he distributed was prepared to carry it with him in the future. Rich people cherish their lives. Since the life-extension pill has such good effect, it is also appropriate to keep one on your body.

He had received the invitation from Fang Runhua and Laozhao. He knew that Xu Lingjun was going there too, so he did not refuse. They had never seen him since he returned to Zanhua and recognized this son last time.

What made Xu Jingyou happy was that Xu Lingjun would bring him some medicinal wine every time he had, otherwise he would not have this souvenir to drink now.

Xu Jingyou wanted to be his son, but the child was too nostalgic. He mentioned several times that he wanted Xu Lingjun to come here to inherit his billions of property, but Xu Lingjun always refused and probably wouldn't come.

Since his son doesn't come, he is always good to see his son as me! So Xu Jingyou has arranged the work these days and is preparing to see Xu Lingjun, so he can still see Qingqing and the others.

Alas~ I can't do it if I don't make arrangements. Xu Jingyou doesn't want him to leave. What's wrong with the children on Yingjiang? Like the tricks last time, Xu Jingyou doesn't want to happen again.

By the way, Xu Jingyou had already taught those guys some lessons during the last incident. Although he was not satisfied with them, he was his own child after all. Xu Jingyou finally put it more and more and more.

The factory has been fully rectified. In the past, Xu Jingyou turned a blind eye to their participation in the factory. He originally wanted to find an heir from them, but now he has Xu Lingjun and the others who don’t even think about it.

Now Xu Jingyou's children can only receive some living expenses every month and do not participate in the operation of the family business. It is obvious that they treat them as playboys.

In addition to this, Xu Jingyou also established a foundation, and Xu Lingjun and Qingqing and others will benefit from it in the future. It is obvious that Xu Jingyou has already made up his grandchildren's idea. Since Xu Lingjun does not want to inherit his family property, he looks down on his other sons, so he simply selects talents from the third generation.

Anyway, with medicinal wine and other foundations, he has no physical problems at all. He is also thinking about finding an opportunity to personally train Qingqing and others to carry forward the Xu family.

"Jingyou, it's OK." Song Jiaoying said after warming up the medicine for Xu Jingyou. She didn't say the question of whether a medicine is worth two million. Two million is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, but it is nothing to Xu Jingyou and the others.

What they care about is fate. In someone's words, it means that life is gone and money is not spent. It seems that it is okay for people to buy two million or even more opportunities.

"Well! You can drink some with me too!" Xu Jingyou said to Song Jiaoying in a good mood.

Xu Jingyou, who tasted the sweetness of medicinal wine, cherished these medicinal wines very much, and usually tasted them by himself. To be honest, he always believed that this medicinal wine was made by Xu Lingjun using medicinal materials of hundreds of years, otherwise how could such a good effect be achieved?

Therefore, Xu Jingyou was quite dissatisfied with Fang Runhua's medicinal wine and beauty cream for only two million yuan, and felt that the other party was taking advantage of Xu Lingjun's advantage by his name.

This time he went to Hong Kong, he was not a middleman, but to settle the score with Fang Runhua and the others. Why is Xu Jingyou very short of money? He is so poor that his son is selling medicinal wine and life-extending pills?

"You drink it, there is not much left at home." Song Jiaoying knew that Xu Jingyou was proud of this. She was still young and had good living habits. There was no need to use this now.

To be honest, for medicinal wine, she cares more about the beauty cream. Women all love beauty.

"It's okay, we're going to Lingjun here! Then we'll live there for a few days. After the old house is taken back, I haven't had a good look."

"Oh, by the way, I'll ask him for some beauty cream. You women~" Xu Jingyou said with emotion.

Zhong Huibing came to Yingshang several times due to work reasons and contacted Song Jiaoying, his best friend twice. Of course, Song Jiaoying knew about the beauty cream. She still tasted very good for a while, because Xu Lingjun only brought medicinal wine every time he brought her something and did not give her beauty cream.

Song Jiaoying was also helpless. After all, the relationship between her and Xu Jingyou cannot be said. Is it better if she is much younger than Xu Lingjun?

Chairman and Secretary, there is no need for this family to give her beauty cream. Besides, if it is this identity, what will Xu Lingjun give away things? Is it interesting to her?

So Song Jiaoying could only say that she didn't want to say anything, but she wanted it, so the matter fell on Xu Jingyou's side.

"Hmph~ What's wrong with us women?" Song Jiaoying's rare little woman got up. She has received higher education and looks gentle on weekdays. She rarely has a little woman. It seems that this beauty cream has a great stimulation to her.

"Okay! When I go back this time, I will definitely tell Lingjun that he will give me some beauty cream when he delivers medicinal wine in the future. This is OK!" Xu Jingyou's emotional intelligence is quite high, and of course he could hear Song Jiaoying's consciousness.

Men, sometimes they are so unprosperous, and this is how heroes get through the beauty. What does it mean to make steel all over the world, and turn them into softness around your fingers.

"Well! Jing You, what gift I'll give to Ling Jun is the right one!" The position is very important. Song Jiaoying is a smart woman. She knows her identity very well. Her relationship with Xu Jingyou will not be left in the clear place.

The acquisition of beauty cream and fig leaf are always needed, so this time I met Xu Lingjun, Song Jiaoying was going to give him some gifts, although the one who paid for it was Xu Jingyouke that must be given by her.

"I can't see through my son, and I don't know what he likes. But he loves his wife very much, you can put some effort into this." Xu Jingyou thought for a while and said.

Speaking of which, his father is really incompetent and does not know Xu Lingjun's preferences at all, but what is certain is that this child values ​​feelings.

"I have thought of this for a long time. I have bought cosmetics and jewelry these two days. These are all things that women like, but I can't confirm the gifts I give to Lingjun." Song Jiaoying said with some melancholy.

Xu Jingyou is generous. It is obvious that Song Jiaoying is not short of money for spending. From what he means, you will know that Song Jiaoying has high autonomy and Xu Jingyou also trusts her very much.

"Hey? Jing You, how about you tell me I bought him a motorcycle? Don't Peter and Jack both like luxury cars? You have already given the car last time, but he hasn't." Song Jiaoying's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of a gift.
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