For a moment, Bai Juntang thought he had traveled through time, and the person standing in front of him was Li Yunhua.
When he was young, Li Yunhua was also so crazy and disdainful of everything.
The most hateful thing is that when he gets crazy, he still looks graceful.
Bai Juntang calls it a beast in clothes.
There are many well-dressed beasts in the capital, but none are more well-dressed and more beastly than Li Yunhua.
Every time he saw Li Yunhua, Bai Juntang was very angry, but he had no place to express his anger.
Isn't it just a good pregnancy with a rich father?
If your surname hadn't been Li, and if your father hadn't been Li Tiance, how could you have become the number one young man in the capital? Who would blame you!
For a long time, Bai Juntang thought this way. But he completely forgot that if his surname was not Bai and he was not born in the Bai family, who would call him "Master".
Bai Juntang came back to his senses, looked at Li Muchen, sneered, pointed to the plaque on his head and said:
"Boy, you're so crazy! Do you know who the person who wrote the inscription is? That's Emperor Kangxi! He's the first emperor of all time! What the hell do you think you are? Ask your dead father if he dared to say this?
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Before Li Muchen could speak, Lin Manqing spoke.
Lin Manqing knew that Li Muchen wanted to take this opportunity to make a high profile. If the Li family wanted to return to the capital and regain its former glory, it was indispensable to find a few stepping stones. The Bai family was considered the first. Who told him to bump into it, and who called Bai
The family is so aloof and has no Xinglin style at all.
Li Muchen has already opened his mouth and made big talk. Even if the person who wrote the plaque is alive, he can't argue with him. If he talks to Bai Juntang again, the price will drop. At this time, someone needs to stand up and speak for Li Muchen.
When she came to the capital this time, only Lin Manqing came with her. She did her duty and stood up.
"Master Bai, please don't talk about the dead person from three hundred years ago. The coffin board is rotten, and you still take it seriously! If you are really capable, just raise the price. Your old Bai family is also in the capital.
A famous family, several generations of Chinese doctors, known as the best in Xinglin, tens of millions of dollars is not like a joke?"
Lin Manqing also imitated Li Muchen and added a bit of Beijing accent. She is a southern beauty. Wu Nong's soft words mixed with Beijing accent made her sound extraordinarily soft. Coupled with her moving appearance and temperament, she made the sunshine on the street shine.
It also lost its color.
People were attracted by her beauty, and when they looked at Li Muchen, they felt that this young man was elegant and extraordinary. Only such a first-rate young man in the world could be worthy of such a beautiful girl.
Bai Juntang's face looked a little ugly. He had been around flowers all his life and had seen many women. This was the first time he had been attacked by a woman.
But it was not easy for him to answer this question. Raise the price? Only a fool would raise the price again.
20 million to buy something worth over 1 million, if he really wants to increase it, what will he do if Li Muchen just slaps his butt and walks away?
If he refuses to admit his mistake in front of a crowd of people on the street, his reputation as Baijuntang will be ruined.
But if you admit your debt, you will lose tens of millions, and you will be scolded with a mallet. How will you still be able to function in the industry in the future?
Therefore, this amount of money cannot be increased for sure, but if we don't increase it, we just admit defeat and let the person named Li take advantage. That would be extremely aggrieved.
Bai Juntang glanced at the blanket on the trolley, then at the woman, rolled his eyes, and had an idea.
"Want to spend 20 million to make a name for himself in the capital? Hum hum..." Bai Juntang saw clearly and snorted coldly, "But in this business, it's not just about who pays the most. You have to pay attention to your circumstances.
I wish. The real master hasn’t spoken yet. Do you think they will sell you if you pay 20 million? Who are you?!"
As he spoke, he turned to the woman next to the trolley, put on a smiling face, and asked: "Sister, what do you call me?"
The woman kept standing there, listening to their quarrel. She was surprised at first, but then she calmed down.
She bowed slightly and replied: "My name is Dawa, I come from Tibet. In the car is my son Sanchi, and this is my dog Dorje. We are really sorry for causing you trouble!"
"No trouble, no trouble." Bai Juntang said with a smile, "Are you bringing your son to see a doctor?"
"Yes."
"It's a long way from Tibet to here!"
"Yes, we have been gone for three years."
"Hey, that's not easy! Are you here because of the name of the Lao Bai family?"
"At first, I just thought that the country is so big and there are many people in big cities, so I walked all the way to seek medical treatment. Later, I heard someone said that the doctors at Baicaotang in Beijing were good, so I came here."
Bai Juntang nodded: "Then you're here. If Baicaotang can't cure your child's disease, no one in the world can. My surname is Bai, and Baicaotang belongs to our old Bai family. Your son's medical treatment
, it’s all on me.”
"Thank you then." The woman bowed repeatedly.
"Don't rush to thank me, I have conditions." Bai Juntang pointed to the blanket in the car, "You heard it just now, we are fighting for this blanket in your car. It should make you rich, this one
The blanket is indeed valuable. In my estimation, it is worth around one million. As I said just now, I am willing to buy it for 1.5 million."
The woman hurriedly said: "I don't want money. As long as I can take good care of my son's illness, I will give you the blanket."
Bai Juntang waved his hand and said: "Hey, this can't be done! People who don't know think I'm blackmailing you! How much is the price. As long as you sell me the blanket, your son's medical treatment will be on me. The best doctor in Baicaotang
Bai Jingting, that's my eldest nephew. I'll tell him to show it to your son. Of course, if you want money but not your son's life, you can go to them."
He turned around and pointed at Li Muchen and Lin Manqing, "They offered 20 million. But let me remind you, anyone can tell you. I can't guarantee whether they will actually come up with 20 million. Also, please think about it.
Yes, Bai Jingting’s number, if I don’t ask for it, you will never be able to get it for the rest of your life.”
After Bai Juntang finished speaking, he shook off the folding fan in his hand and shook it slowly, his face full of confidence.
People around her were also whispering, speculating whether this seemingly simple mother would choose 20 million, or 2 million plus her son's life.
"If you ask me, I would choose 20 million. Who can't live with money? With money, what kind of doctor can't be hired? If Baicaotang doesn't treat it, go to Xiehe. If Xiehe doesn't treat it, go abroad."
"Then it's better to choose Mr. Bai. Think about it, with Mr. Bai's promise, my son's disease will definitely be cured and he can also get 1.5 million. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"
"I think so. If Baicao Hall doesn't like her, it's even more useless to go to other places. And if she goes abroad, you see her like that, she might be defrauded out of 20 million."
"That's right, the moon in foreign countries is no longer round! Even Baicaotang can't see it well, who else in the world can see it well? Unless the gods come down to earth!"
"People can't be too greedy. That thing is only worth more than one million. If you take 20 million, it's ill-gotten wealth. Be careful of lightning!"
"Come on, there are so many corrupt officials and unscrupulous traders, but none of them have been struck by lightning."
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People said something to each other, and generally speaking, most of them still agreed with the woman named Dawa and chose to believe the Bai family.
Dawa bowed to Bai Juntang and said: "Master Bai, thank you for your kindness. I don't want money, I just want to cure my child."
"Don't worry about the treatment." Bai Juntang didn't mention the money anymore. He directed the security guard at the door and said, "You guys, carry the patient in."
The security guard was about to take action when he suddenly heard Li Muchen say: "Wait!"
Bai Juntang turned to look at him, shook the folding fan slightly, and said mockingly: "The buyer has said that he doesn't care about money, he just wants to treat his children. Why, Mr. Li, do you still want to use money to pressure people? Do you think that no one in the capital has seen it?
Spend money!"
Li Muchen sneered and said, "Don't bother, your Baicaotang can't cure this child's disease."