The car stopped at the entrance of Yalan Huanshe. Fan Qiangqiang walked in with a pot of unknown flowers. However, when he was at the door, he was stopped by Miss Lan.
Miss Lan was not targeting him, but mainly targeting the flowers in his hand. She just refused to let him in. What did you mean when you brought a pot of peonies, green dragons and ink ponds to Yalan Huanshe? Do you want to kick out the club?
Fan Jianqiang said that this was given as a gift, not for playing.
Miss Lan shook her head and refused, but Fan Jianqiang couldn't resist her, so he had to put the flowers back in the car. At this time, a young man driving an Aston Martin Rapide happened to get out of the car. When he saw the peony in Fan Jianqiang's hand, his eyes immediately jumped.
His eyes widened twice as wide, and he hurriedly ran over and asked, "Can you show me this flower of yours?"
Fan Jianqiang saw that he was well-dressed and drove a luxury car that was thirteen or four times more expensive than his own car, so he generously gave it to him. The man's expression looked a little strange, with surprise and doubt.
After waiting for a while, he asked: "Brother, did you sell these flowers?"
"Sell? Why should I sell it? I plan to give this flower to a friend." Fan Jianqiang was actually eager to sell it, but he didn't know how much it could sell for. But he didn't understand at all. If it hadn't just been
Miss Lan said this was the Blue Dragon Lying in the Ink Pond, it was a peony. She really didn’t know that this thing had a very arrogant and domineering name.
Of course, if you want to sell, you must first examine the person's desire to buy. The stronger the desire, the more valuable the flower is.
The young man said: "That's really a pity, then...brother, actually I don't know much about flowers. Is this pot of peonies the blue dragon lying in the ink pond?"
Damn it, you don’t understand, and I’m even more of an outsider! At least you know it’s a peony!
"You think it looks like Qinglong Womochi, right? Haha, it's not."
Fan Jianqiang’s clever answers and jokes, can you casually guess the varieties that come out of Apando’s space?
"No?" The young man became more and more respectful and asked in a very low manner: "Then, can you tell me the name of this peony?"
Fan Jianqiang glanced at the flowers in front of him and said casually: "There is no leader among all the dragons."
The purple-black petals are curled and stacked in layers, blooming in luxuriant blooms. It really doesn't compare to "a group of dragons without a leader". However, Uncle Fan said that it is a group of dragons without a leader. Anyway, there will be no second pot of the same flower.
The more the young people look at it, the more they like it. Each petal seems to be moist and warm, and the black part is shiny and shiny, as beautiful as a black gemstone. Moreover, the petals are a quarter larger than the ordinary Qinglong Womochi.
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"Brother, I really like this leaderless pot. Can we discuss it? You can sell it to me and I will buy it for 100,000 yuan! What do you think?"
Hey, aren't peonies the king of flowers? Why are they so much cheaper than orchids? Damn it, is this guy trying to deceive me?
"Not for sale." Fan Qianqiang turned around and left.
The young man hurriedly said: "I will add another fifty thousand! Now you are sincere, right? A pot of green dragon lying in the ink pond is very good, and it can only be sold for twenty or thirty thousand. I will buy it for fifteen thousand, really."
It's very sincere, that is, my grandfather likes exotic flowers and herbs, and I want to buy them for him to make him happy, otherwise I would really not be willing to part with 150,000 yuan."
Fan Qiangqiang thought to himself, it's a good thing that the seedlings I bought later were all orchids, otherwise it would be a big thank you. This peony is so beautiful, why is its value so much lower than that of orchids?
He looked at his words and felt that this young man did not seem to be a deceiver. After all, he drove an Aston Martin!
Pretending to hesitate for a moment, Fan Jianqiang said: "I didn't want to sell it originally, but good flowers should belong to those who love and cherish them, and you are filial, so I will sell them to you."
The young man was overjoyed and said: "Okay, that's great. Do you have a bank account? I'll ask someone to transfer money to you right away."
Fan Qiangqiang reported his account number to him, and the young man immediately called him and asked someone to remit the money. During the two minutes of waiting for the money to arrive, the young man also asked casually if he had any more special flowers.
, Fan Jianqiang naturally said yes, and the young man immediately gave him a business card and said that if there are any flowers he is willing to transfer next time, he can come to him.
Cheng Yingjie.
Fan Jianqiang praised: "A good name, a hero, and he lives up to his name."
Cheng Yingjie smiled humbly and said: "I don't dare to take it. I don't dare to take it. Brother, do you have a surname?"
"My surname is Fan and my name is Qiangqiang."
"Strong brother."
"Haha, then I really don't dare to take it. I am twenty-four this year. Brother Yingjie, my brother?"
"I am two years older than my strong brother."
At this time, Fan Jianqiang's mobile phone text message rang, and 150,000 yuan was credited to his account. Fan Jianqiang's smile became even brighter.
Cheng Yingjie was also a filial person. After receiving this special pot of peonies, he did not go to Yalanhuan Society. Instead, he put the flowers in the car and said hello to Fan Jianqiang, saying that he was going to the hospital.
I gave the flowers to my grandpa to make him happy.
Fan Qiang said: "Is your grandpa sick?"
Cheng Yingjie smiled bitterly and said: "I have middle-late stage intestinal cancer and am undergoing chemotherapy."
Fan Jianqiang said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Cheng Yingjie smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm leaving then. Remember to call me if there are any more exotic flowers and herbs."
Watching Cheng Yingjie leave, Fan Jianqiang suddenly remembered that his low-level temple priest possession skill didn't have the light of purification? A skill that can get rid of toxins! Maybe it can get rid of cancer cells?
Thinking of this, Fan Jianqiang hesitated again. He and Cheng Yingjie only met once. Is this necessary? Thinking of the day he cast the healing light on Jiang Haoru, and was so tired that he almost died, Fan Jianqiang hesitated.
There’s no guarantee that the light of purification will work! Why bother sending it to your door to curry favor?
Fan Jianqiang shrugged and gave up the idea.
Just as he turned around, his cell phone rang, it was Jiang Haoru's call.
"Brother Jiang, you seem to have no sense of time. How late have you been?"
"Haha, do you think I'm late? In fact, I've been here a long time ago. Look for me in the parking lot."
Fan Jianqiang took a look and found his car.
The car window was still lowered, and Jiang Haoru stretched out a hand from the car window to say hello to Fan Jianqiang.
Fan Qiang said: "Since you have arrived a long time ago, why didn't you get out of the car? Did you bring Xiaomi in the car?"
"I came to see you chatting with Mr. Cheng. With my status, it's not appropriate for me to go there, so I'll wait for you in the car."
Fan Jianqiang's heart moved: "Do you know Cheng Yingjie? Who is he?"
Jiang Haoru said: "Don't you know? I thought you knew him."
"This is our first meeting. Does this person have a strong background?"
"Big, of course it is big. There are four major aristocratic families and four major ancient martial arts families in China. Most people don't know about it. The four major ancient martial arts families are the most mysterious and have not appeared for many years. And the four major aristocratic families, Qin Cheng from Eastern Europe,
The Cheng family is one of them. Others don't know the details of Mr. Cheng Yingjie, but I know a little bit. You scared me just now. I thought you had some unusual relationship with the Cheng family! I almost had to start again.
Let’s estimate your available value.”
"Qin Cheng from Eastern Europe?"
"Dongfang, Ouyang, Qin, Cheng. The four great families."
Fan Qiangqiang's eyes burned with heat.
Jiang Haoru said: "Don't look at me as the boss of a mafia gang. In fact, in the eyes of others, I am nothing. What is a family? With the power of a family, one finger can crush me to death."
Hundreds of times like this! I didn't go there because I was afraid of affecting you. Do you think my brother has done his job well enough and is loyal? Isn't it your turn to treat me to a drink tonight?"
"I'll treat Brother Jiang to a drink next time! I suddenly have something important to do!"
Seeing Fan Jianqiang hang up the phone, Jiang Haoru turned around and walked towards his car, a smile flashed across his lips.
"Little guy, are you finally starting to unleash your potential?"