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Chapter 8 Selling Mastiffs



Jiangcheng First People's Hospital.

2-3 VIP wards.

Li Chenghu and his wife, Li Chang, and He Yan sat silently.

On the surface, it looks like they are descendants of three generations.

Li Chang is the grandfather, Li Chenghu and his wife are the parents, and He Yan is the only daughter in the family.

But this is not the case.

Li Chenghu and his wife had a look of despair on their faces. The Li family had a fortune of tens of millions, but their son was just one, and he was already old and decrepit before he could receive the Li family.

The attending physician at the very famous dermatology department just now presented Li Chang's diagnosis report and concluded that it was "progeria".

The attending doctor also said that Li Chang's skin was not just saggy, but that all his organs were in a state of decrepitude at the age of eighty.

This conclusion was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, shocking and despairing all four of them.

Li Chenghu didn't ask whether his son was still fertile. He felt that relying on the son who looked like his father to carry on the Li family's lineage, it would be better for him to work hard on his wife's belly and give birth to a younger brother for Li Chang. After all, he and his wife still had no children.

Not yet sixty years old.

Li Changze's face was ashen, because according to the doctor, he had only a few years to live, and he could also feel that all aspects of his body's functions had declined. He was weak, breathless, and dizzy when he moved.

He was dazzled and in a daze, but more importantly, in his eyes, men and women were the same. He liked plump women the most in his life, but even women who were plump enough to make people spurt blood could not make him have physical conveniences.

's reaction.

As for He Yan, although she also felt desperate, she was not as desperate as the Li family. After all, she was not married to Li Chang, but was just Li Chang's girlfriend. She had the freedom to choose, but it was

Because she did not marry Li Chang, she did not get much benefit from Li Chang, and she would not get any benefits from the Li family in the future.

She was a little unwilling. If it hadn't been like this, she wouldn't have been willing to accompany her all the way to the hospital. She didn't ask for anything else. She just wanted to use the power of the Li family to get Zhang Cheng's apartment of more than 100 square meters.

House. Then, leave Li Chang and find another rich man.

Seeing that all three members of the Li family were silent, He Yan couldn't help but weakly said to Li Chang: "Achang, what should I do with Zhang Cheng's house? I'm afraid of long nights and lots of dreams..."

Li Chang suddenly raised his old face and glared at He Yan fiercely. Now, let alone a house, even a villa could not arouse his interest at all.

Li Chang is not a fool. He naturally knows what kind of person He Yan is. The only reason why He Yan follows him is not because of his family's wealth and prosperity. The only reason why he wants He Yan is that He Yan is plump enough, and

It happened that his last girlfriend went abroad and he was just in a period of empty bed.

After glaring at He Yan for a while, Li Chang spoke, and he said coldly: "He Yan, you can go, and don't come to me in the future. If you want to do the work in Hongbin Building, you can do it. If you don't want to, you can do it."

You can leave at any time..."

"Li Chang, you..." Seeing Li Chang's attitude, Heyan knew that Zhang Cheng's apartment was hopeless, but she was still a little unwilling to do so. She sat there as if she was reluctant to leave.

Li Chenghu's wife stared at He Yan with contempt. She didn't know how many money-worshiping people like He Yan had seduced their sons before. She had never taken them seriously. She felt that they were not even as good as the nannies at home. The He Yan in front of her, because she was Li Chenghu.

A member of the family estate

She was an employee and the lobby manager of Hongbin Building, so she also knew a little bit about her. She knew that she was divorced because her husband's business went bankrupt. She was a completely snobbish woman, so she had a very bad impression of He Yan. She had always been

Never looked at her seriously.

At this time, Li Chenghu, who was upset, also raised his head, glared at He Yan, and shouted: "Go back to Hongbin Building and go to your class. If you don't want to do it, get out!"

He Yan was extremely wronged, but she didn't dare to resist. Hongbin Building was the property of the Li family. It was easy to leave Hongbin Building, but if she wanted to finish her job and leave, she had to pay her share of the money without offending her employer.

Get the job done.

He Yan left the ward feeling aggrieved and rushed back to Hongbin Building to go to work.



After a day and a half of running-in, Ah Fu has lost his repulsion towards Zhang Cheng, and now it will not resist when Zhang Cheng holds it. Seeing this, Zhang Cheng decided to sell Ah Fu immediately because he was waiting for the money.

That afternoon, he took Ah Fu out for a walk, until he walked under the overpass near the Champs Elysees luxury villa area.

Zhang Cheng knew that this remote place was a gathering place for dog lovers. A group of people walked their dogs here every day, including many rich people who lived in the Champs Elysees.

As I walked closer, I saw a bunch of dog lovers gathered there.

There were people old and young, holding various famous dogs in their hands.

A seventeen-year-old boy was holding a Chow Chow. A white-haired old man had a white Akita on his leg, and a middle-aged man was holding a Shandong Thin Stripe...

When I saw a new face walking over with a three-month-old Tibetan Mastiff, everyone and the dogs stared at him.

However, no matter whether it was a person or a dog, all eyes were finally focused on Ah Fu. Those eyes were all bright.

People who love dogs naturally have research on dogs. Almost everyone can see the preciousness of Ah Fu. A purebred young mastiff is not only expensive, but also very difficult to buy. Even the Tibetan Mastiff Base in Jiangcheng has

There must be purebreds.

"Young man, this puppy is pretty good!" An old man holding a black and white shepherd dog looked at Ah Fu and said with a smile to Zhang Cheng.

"Old man, your shepherd dog is not bad..." Zhang Cheng glanced at the shepherd dog. With his eyesight, naturally he couldn't tell whether the dog was pure or impure. However, he could see that the shepherd dog should

In some years, he has shown obvious signs of aging, looking listless and breathing heavily.

"Alas..." the old man sighed, stretched out his hand and stroked the shepherd dog's head: "The breed is good, but I'm old and haven't eaten much for ten days..."

While stroking the dog's head, the old man's watch flashed in the sunlight. Zhang Cheng didn't recognize the dog, but he recognized the watch. It was clearly a Rolex.

"Buy another one!" Zhang Cheng suggested, deliberately pulling Ah Fu in front of the old man. The three-month-old Ah Fu was like a little lion, very naive.

The old man couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch Ah Fu's black hair, which was as shiny as black satin. Before he could reach out, Ah Fu had already sensed it and turned his head and let out a low growl at the old man. He looked like an angry child.

The old man retracted his hand and laughed out loud. It was obvious that the old man liked Ah Fu very much.

"Uh..." The old man suddenly stopped smiling, raised his head and asked Zhang Cheng: "What did you mean just now?"

Zhang Cheng repeated: "I said you can buy another one."

"I want to buy something, but I can't find any good ones. I don't even want those miscellaneous items given to me..." The old man kept staring at Ah Fu while he was talking.

Zhang Cheng said calmly: "Old man, do you like my little mastiff?"

After hearing this, the old man's eyes lit up, he raised his head and stared at Zhang Cheng and asked: "You little mastiff, are you willing to sell me?"

"To be honest, I also like this dog, but if you like it, I can reluctantly part with it!"

The old man looked Zhang Cheng up and down, and saw that Zhang Cheng was dressed in simple clothes. It was better to say that he was shabby than simple, but his appearance and demeanor did not look like a poor man. He must have been short of money and urgently needed money, so he thought of selling his pet dog.

Then he said decisively: "Young man, make a price!"

Zhang Chengdao: "You are an expert, please give me a price!"

"Young man, I think you are an honest person. Besides, this is not a trading market. Bargaining is a joke, so the price is two million and a half million."

Zhang Cheng shook his head.

Zhang Cheng also likes dogs and loved to keep them when he was a child. However, since starting a business, he has not had much free time. He only occasionally looks at pictures of famous dogs on the Internet. In the past two days, he read about the breeds and prices of Tibetan Mastiffs on the Internet.

, after some comparison, he believed that Ah Fu must be worth at least three million now.

The old man in front of him is at least sixty years old. At this age, even if he is not a businessman, he is still a good person. He clearly knows that Ah Fu is worth three million or more, but he deliberately yells that the price is two hundred and fifty.

One hundred thousand, obviously trying to take advantage of half a million.

Seeing Zhang Cheng shake his head, the old man broke the original intention of paying a fixed price, and raised the price again with a red face: "Two million and eight hundred thousand."

Zhang Cheng glanced at the old man. Judging from the color on his face, he probably wouldn't raise the price any more. Then he glanced at the shepherd dog in the old man's hand and suddenly had an idea: "Two million and eight hundred thousand, plus your shepherd dog.

"

The old man was surprised and stared at Zhang Cheng. Seeing that Zhang Cheng didn't seem to be joking, he looked down at his pet dog and said: "Young man, what do you want it for? I won't hide it from you, this dog can't live more than three months."

Already."

Not only the old man, but also other people felt strange. What should a dog that was about to die of old age do?

"Don't worry about it. Anyway, I won't kill it or abuse it." Zhang Cheng vowed.

The old man said: "If you really want it, just take it."


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