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Chapter 133 Talk about a business of seven or eight thousand

"stop!"

Lin Yichen's face suddenly darkened as he saw a 100-dollar cigar being trampled on the ground like this.

He has always refused to give face to the other party, and there has never been a precedent of being teased twice by a little naughty person.

Lin Yichen roared angrily, and when he stood up, he picked up the wine bottle on the table and slammed it on the ground.

This soft sound made several beauties in the box flee into a ball in fright, not daring to express their anger.

The two bodyguards stepped forward quickly, closed the door of the box with one kick, and turned to stare at Yang Chen. They didn't know when they had two daggers in their hands.

"Young Master Lin, you can't afford this."

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen turned around calmly and smiled.

"Are you worthy of playing with me? You have to give me the recipe for medicinal chicken feed, and you have to give it to me! Otherwise, I guarantee that you won't be able to walk out of this door today!"

Lin Yichen's eyes flashed with a strong cold light, and he gritted his teeth in anger.

"So sure? Then I would like to try it."

Yang Chen said, suddenly turned around, and appeared in front of the two bodyguards with a quick step.

Bang bang!

Before the strong bodyguards could react, Yang Chen raised his hand and kicked the two of them on the knees.

"ah……"

The two of them groaned, then plopped a dog's shit directly on Yang Chen's feet. They huddled together in pain, frowned, and made a squeaking sound in their throats.

"Master Lin, stop bragging and study more."

Yang Chen put his hands in his pockets, slowly turned around and looked at Lin Yichen, who had a gloomy face and a panicked look in his eyes: "I believe Mr. Lin will come to me soon, but remember to bring a meeting gift or something before coming.

, I was really stingy last time, and when word spread, I thought your Shuanglin Hotel was so stingy."

"Don't give it away. Eat and drink well. I'm just here to give you a warning. If you want to deal with me in the future, find someone reliable, just forget it, someone like He Daguang. It will embarrass you and waste my time."

After Yang Chen finished speaking, he patted Lin Yichen's shoulder heavily, took out a cigar on the table and clamped it in his hand: "I'll lend you a cigar and give it to my father-in-law to try when you go back. I'll treat it as your filial piety to him."

For the elderly.”

Bang!

As the door of the box closed, Lin Yichen recovered from the shock.

He looked at the bodyguards who were kneeling on the ground with painful veins on their foreheads. He came up and kicked the two of them away: "You two losers can't even defeat a little rogue. Call He Daguang immediately and ask him to come see you."

I, this young master, want to kill this bitch Yang Chen!"



The next morning, after a night of autumn rain, the weather turned cooler.

Yang Chen stood in front of the mirror in the west wing room, looking at the red sweater on his body, with a smile on his face, and kept giggling as he looked at his handsome self in the mirror.

"What are you laughing at?"

Behind him, Li Xiaoran, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at Yang Chen in the mirror, his cheeks turned slightly red, and he said with some disappointment: "Don't you like it?"

"Like, ten thousand likes."

"Besides the old man, my wife is the first person to make clothes for me. She is so ingenious and ingenious. What more could I ask for from such a lovely wife!"

Yang Chen turned around, squinted his eyes and looked at the charming Li Xiaoran, bared his teeth and smiled.

"Who is your wife..." Li Xiaoran's eyes quickly dodge, his heart beat faster, and he hesitated: "Don't think too much. I... I'm just afraid of freezing you, and I still want you to help me heal my legs.

Woolen cloth."

"I understand, I understand, I understand. You have a sharp mouth but a soft heart."

Yang Chen made an OK gesture and winked, which was quite unmanageable. But in Li Xiaoran's heart, Yang Chen's appearance turned out to be a little bit cute.

"You are a bastard. If you keep talking nonsense, I won't knit a scarf for you!"

Li Xiaoran patted a ball of wool on his leg, breathing slightly quickly, and said.

"Okay, okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. Anyway, wearing it will keep you warm in your heart." Yang Chen looked at what Li Xiaoran was saying and quickly changed the subject: "Let's not talk about it for now. I have to go find the village chief."

"Looking for the village chief?"

Li Xiaoran was stunned and said suspiciously.

"For important things like making money, the village chief needs help."

Yang Chen smiled mysteriously, adjusted his brand new sweater, raised his head and walked out the door with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Dingle bell!"

As soon as he left the yard, Yang Chen's cell phone rang in his pocket.

When he saw that the caller ID was Zhao Ping An, Yang Chen answered the call: "Old Zhao, do you miss me if you don't hug your three or five wives so early in the morning and have a good sleep?"

"Doctor Yang, we are really going to make a fortune this time!"

Zhao An'an's voice was quite exciting, and Yang Chen could even imagine the scene where he was so excited that he ran wildly on the street wearing only a pair of big underpants.

"What's going on?"

Yang Chen walked along the path in the village, avoiding the muddy puddles, and casually touched the sleeping dog at the door of Uncle Wang's house, and asked casually.

"Our green mountain melons have only been on the market for three days and have already spread throughout Ning County. Cao Yonghua's two supermarkets, Yongtai and Yongxing, have a huge influence in Ning County."

"Mr. Cao just called me and asked if I could let you know if we can expand production in the near future. According to the current sales of two thousand kilograms per day, we will be out of stock within half a month."

"And he also wants to put our green mountain melon on the shelves simultaneously in the two supermarkets in Donghai City."

"If we expand production, it won't be a problem for the two of us to produce more than 100,000 yuan a month."

Zhao Anping said excitedly.

"That's it?"

Yang Chen thought it was a good thing, but when he heard that the green mountain melons were selling well, he calmed down. From the time he cultivated and planted green mountain melons, he had already expected the big sales: "Don't worry, I'm on my way to do this, wait for me

Just believe it.”

"Okay, it will be fine if you have Divine Doctor Yang to take action."

Zhao Anping took a reassurance and said.

"No more nonsense."

Yang Chen hung up the phone, looked up and saw that he had arrived at the door of the village chief Zhao Tiechui's house.

"Brother Yang, why are you here?"

At this time, Zhao Xiaoba walked out of the yard stretched out, holding his pants with both hands. He looked like he had just gotten up and was ready to pee.

"Looking for your dad."

Yang Chen said.

"My dad hasn't gotten up yet, it will probably be another hour. He likes to sleep in."

Zhao Xiaoba said.

"The village chief is really busy with so many things. It looks like his body is exhausted." Yang Chen passed by Zhao Xiaoba directly, pushed open the iron door and walked in. He looked in the direction of the east wing and shouted: "Uncle Zhao, I am Yang

Chen, let me talk to you about a monthly income of six to seven thousand!"

Bang!

Sure enough, as soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, there was a commotion in the east wing room.

Not a minute.

Zhao Tiechui walked out wearing gray long johns and a white coat, with a face full of excitement: "Six or seven thousand a month, is it true? You kid, don't lie to Uncle Zhao."

"Uncle Zhao, how could an honest, reserved, reserved and calm person like me lie to you?"

"but……"

"Why don't you get dressed first and let's talk about it? Your shop doors are open. If this gets out, where will the village chief's face be?"

Yang Chen pointed at Zhao Tiechui's crotch and smiled coquettishly.

"ah!"

"Excited, excited."

Zhao Tiechui looked down at his crotch, smiled coquettishly, and quickly turned around and entered the room: "Xiao Ba, hurry up and invite your brother Yang to the upper room. I'll put on my pants and come!"


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