In fact, Lin Xu is a person who doesn’t like trouble. He doesn’t like to do things like bowing and bowing, and he doesn’t like to do it, and he thinks it’s meaningless.
However, Daning is a country that pays great attention to etiquette. People like Xilang, Fang Jinglan, who is older than him and has a very good character, bow to him. If he doesn't return the tribute, can that be possible?
Obviously not suitable!
So, no matter whether you think this kind of etiquette is interesting or not, you have to continue to mix it up!
"Mr. Lin is here to discuss business with Brother Jinglan?"
"yes."
"Brother Jinglan just had a stroke and fell into a coma. Although he had woken up at this moment, he still had to rest and observe the situation. I'm afraid you won't be able to negotiate this business in a short time."
"Don't worry about business, Mr. Fang is the most important thing to take care of his health as soon as possible!"
Although Lin Xu said this, he felt very bitter in his heart, because Song Changji could not wait to sell his property and ran away. He also called Bao Yifeng to endorse him. If Bao Yifeng did not endorse him, then
If this business cannot be completed, Song Changji will not write down the inside story about the destruction and flooding of the land!
Originally, he had a relatively smooth talk with Fang Jinglan, but who would have thought that Fang Jinglan would suddenly fall ill!
It’s really better to change than plan!
It was all blamed for Fang Yulin, the ignorant boy who believed in some folk remedies from Shenxian, actually got a pot of blood from a dead prisoner and was about to get a blood bun to treat his father. However, not only did he not get a disease, but he also made his father suffer.
I was so angry that I had a stroke!
Just as he was thinking about that bastard, Fang Yulin walked out of the lounge and rushed towards Lin Xu, looking angry!
He still holds a grudge against Lin Xu’s words just now!
"What did you say just now?! Try saying it again!"
Fang Yulin shouted while rolling up his sleeves, and it seemed that he wanted to do something.
"Yulin! Don't be presumptuous to Mr. Lin!"
Doctor Xi stood in front of Lin Xu and scolded loudly!
Since Fang Jinglan and Doctor Xi are old friends for many years and have a very good relationship, Fang Yulin has always treated Doctor Xi as an uncle. At this moment, Doctor Xi was blocking Lin Xu, and he didn't dare to act rashly, but he still shouted:
"Uncle Xi, do you know what this brat said just now? He said I..."
"Okay!"
Doctor Xi directly interrupted him: "I'll ask you, how did your father faint just now?"
"My father...just..."
Fang Yulin stammered, his eyes dodged, obviously he didn't dare to say it.
"What the hell is going on? Tell me quickly! Otherwise, if there is something unexpected happening in your father, it will be too late for you to regret it!"
The happy Doctor raised his tone and his expression was very serious!
This time, Fang Yulin finally lowered his head and spoke: "I made a pot of blood from a death row prisoner for my father, soaked a steamed bun, and prepared to treat my father's tuberculosis. As a result, my father not only did not eat it, but also fainted.
It's over..."
After hearing this, Doctor Xi was so angry that he pointed at Fang Yulin's nose and cursed: "You bastard! I told you last time that the bullshit Xu Shenxian is a liar in the world.
Blood buns can’t cure tuberculosis at all!”
"What else did the liar say that he had to use the blood of the death row prisoner, and had to eat enough blood buns for 7,749 people to cure the disease. This is obviously creating an impossible condition! Where can you go to find forty?
Nine death row prisoners go?"
"Besides, can the blood of death row prisoners be more valuable than that of ordinary people? If human blood steamed buns can really cure diseases, can't we cut our own blood to treat your father?!"
"You stupid boy, you even believe such nonsense. Don't say your father is angry, even I am almost angry!"