Shuyu Huadu No. 1, which was constantly laughing in the past, suddenly seemed cold and lonely because of Tang Mengxue's sudden departure.

Ye Xuanshuang, who was always making fun of Yun Feng, also hid in his room in a funny way, not knowing what he was messing with.

Yun Feng sat on the sofa in the living room, smoking the lady's cigarettes provided by Ye Bingyan one after another, and his angular face couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy.

Ye Bingyan sat quietly with Yun Feng, without saying a word, his affectionate eyes were like a pool of Qiuhong, making people unable to guess what he was thinking.

They were waiting for someone, to be precise, waiting for a few patients.

According to Yun Feng's prediction, Jiang Wuwei, the Minister of Medicine of Jiangbei Province, who bought rare medicinal herbs from him at a sky-high price at the fair, as well as Li Zixi, the daughter of the Li family in Hong Kong City, and Zhao Qiuling, the head of the Luodu Zhao Business Alliance, should also come to the door.

And tonight, the Tang family returned to Windy City, and the news that Yun Feng, the three-year-old son-in-law of the Tang family, was filed for divorce by Tang Mengxue will definitely spread throughout the medical world.

The so-called good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, like this kind of hot news, those people who eat melons will never be too much, let alone hide it.

"Little Wang Ba Calf, sometimes I really doubt that there is something wrong with your head!" Ye Bingyan finally opened his mouth to break the silence, "A person knows that his wife is going to divorce him, and he runs back to his parents' house, but instead of trying to find a way to get it back, he is still waiting here to hang the pot to help the world, what do you say he is trying to do?"

"Money, what he wants is just the money in the pockets of those dignitaries!" Yun Feng's deep eyes flashed with a sly light, and the corners of his mouth floated with the smile that the dead man did not pay for his life.

"For the sake of money, you don't even want your own wife?" Ye Bingyan glanced at Yun Feng and asked puzzledly.

This man, it seems, since he met him, has put money first in whatever he does. This is the case when he saved his grandfather, when he went to Jade City to gamble on stones, and when he used thunderbolt means to help Tang Mengxue settle those uncles who were about to move.

Even at the just-concluded trade fair, although he participated in the name of Chutian Group, in the final analysis, it was still to make money!

Not to mention anything else, just those three peerless rare herbs were sold for a sky-high price of six billion, and they made a lot of money.

Then he destroyed thirty rare herbs in one fell swoop in front of so many people, seemingly very sick, but in fact he became famous.

Let's ask, in the future, don't say that it is the entire Windy City, that is, looking at the entire Jiangbei Province and even Huaxia, once there is a wealthy clan that suffers from an incurable disease and needs to seek peerless rare herbs to survive, who is the first person who comes to mind?

The sky-high price of selling three rare herbs for 600 million yuan can be regarded as setting a price for these rare herbs. And without hesitation, he destroyed thirty rare herbs, and rated his own strength.

I thought that the fair was just a separate incident for him to cheat money, but now it seems that it was just a bait set by this little Wang Baqi, and what he has to do now is to stay at home with peace of mind, and wait for those unjust bosses who are so rich and spare their lives to be sent to the door to be slaughtered by him!

"What do you say you are doing with so much money? Because you are poor and can't eat? It doesn't look like it, right?" Although Ye Bingyan understood the overall situation set by Yun Feng around the fair, he still couldn't figure it out.

Yun Feng took a deep breath, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, and said slowly after a while: "If I tell you now that the money I have on hand now is a drop in the bucket compared to the funds needed to do what I want to do, will you believe it?"

Ye Bingyan was stunned.

I believe you're a big-headed ghost!

If there is no miscalculation, except for the money that was taken away by his little wife Tang Mengxue, this little Wang Ba calf still has at least a few billion yuan in his hands, right? This huge amount of money is not to say that it is for ordinary people, even for himself who controls the Chutian Group, it is definitely an amount enough to cause an earthquake!

But this little king and eight calves actually said that this is a drop in the bucket compared to the money he needs to do what he wants to do? What the hell does he want to do? Is he going to buy the moon?

Looking at Ye Bingyan's expression, Yun Feng shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I'll just say it, tell you the truth, you don't believe it, if you don't tell the truth, you say that I lied to you! It's so difficult to be a man, what can I do?"

After speaking, he let out a long sigh, and his eyebrows were full of loneliness that was difficult to hide.

Ye Bingyan's heart jumped suddenly, looking at Yun Feng's angular face, he suddenly blurted out: "I believe in you! No matter what you say, I believe you, no matter what you do, I will support you!"

As soon as the words came out, even Ye Bingyan himself felt secretly puzzled, I don't know why he couldn't help but say so bluntly to a married man.

The pretty face turned crimson instantly.

"Really?" the corners of Yun Feng's mouth rose slightly, and a smile floated up that the dead were not worth their lives: "Then you can do me a favor!"

Ye Bingyan instantly gave Yun Feng a roll of his eyes. I know that this little king and eight calves have bad intentions, and he really even pits the people around him!

In other words, the old lady is a beautiful woman who has a big tolerance, and she chooses to be by your side when your little wife doesn't want you, so unconditionally support you, but you have to dig a pit for the old lady, and your conscience can't let the dog eat it? ?

Yun Feng seemed to guess what Ye Bingyan was thinking, but he didn't say anything, he just said with a smile: "After the account arrives, it will be opened in 28 and you will be divided into 20%, how about it?"

", who cares about your money? Is the old lady the kind of person who sees money?" Ye Bingyan said angrily.

Yun Feng was even more overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately climbed up the pole and said: "That's great! I know that our ice and smoke beauties are the most bold! Since that's the case, then I won't be polite to you! What two eight open, I spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! Which of us is with whom? Talking about money hurts feelings, isn't it? Hehe......

Seeing that Yun Feng had turned on the mode of running the train with his mouth full there, Ye Bingyan's head immediately became bigger, and before he could finish speaking, he decisively stopped him: "Stop! You stop me! The dowry you owed to the old lady last time has not been settled!

Yun Feng immediately looked like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, with a bitter face, looking at Ye Bingyan pitifully, like a little kid who had been robbed of his beloved toy.

Ye Bingyan was about to make a joke, but he heard a noisy sound coming in from outside.