It is said that this Nong Huaien's background is not small, not only playing with arms, but also smuggling antiques.

However, the information also said that although Nong Huaien made arms, he never sold them in the Dragon Country, but took them to tropical countries and sold them to those armed organizations or the national armed forces.

But antiques, he has been pouring abroad, making a lot of money over the years, and there are hundreds of millions in his hands.

But Yang Xiaoji is strange here, so rich, why do he still make fake medicines? And sell them to Lin Guodong?

It seems that only this Nong Huaien himself knows.

At this time, Cao Meng led Ah Lei into the office.

Ah Lei kept her head down, she didn't have the face to see Yang Xiaoji.

"Sit down, Xiaomeng, go get us something to drink!"

The sunlight poured into this space, and Yang Xiaoji, who was in the gold, put down the phone and smiled: "I called you here today, I just want to know, why did you choose to stand on Jian Gongke's side at that time?"

He didn't mean to stimulate Ah Lei, but really wanted to know, in Ah Lei's eyes, what kind of charm did Jian Gongke have?

Ah Lei cried on the spot, and said: "Mr. Yang, I was wrong, I regret it, I shouldn't stand on Jian Gongke's side, it was Shao Canglun who told me before, you will soon be killed by the killer he called, I also considered the future development, that's why so, Mr. Yang, for the sake of the past, please give me a chance!"

I didn't want to do anything to her, but I couldn't trust her anymore.

Originally, this Ah Lei was not the kind of stable person, not to mention greed and vanity, and he didn't even have the least self-esteem of a woman.

However, Yang Xiaoji is a person who thinks about people well, especially after experiencing the blow of Gao Yaqing and the death of Lao Niao, Yang Xiaoji feels that it is really not easy for people to live.

So he sighed and said, "I know that you are also thinking about your own future, so I don't blame you, I told Ni Yue, arrange other positions for you, go back to work!"

A Lei was moved, got up and bowed, and cried and said: "Thank you, Mr. Yang, I will definitely do a good job in the future and never disappoint your kindness!"

Yang Xiaoji just nodded, she could know that she would cherish it, and she didn't have anything else to say.

Yiyi's call came in, saying that Lin Guodong was crazy and wanted to burn all those fake medicines, and he couldn't stop them.

When Yang Xiaoji arrived at the warehouse, Lin Guodong, who had a blue nose and swollen face, was sitting on the pile of fake medicines in a daze.

Bai Lu and Yiyi were crying next to them like tearful people, and asked Yang Xiaoji to persuade Lin Guodong.

Yang Xiaoji was very embarrassed, so he could only say: "Even if it is burned, it is useless, let's keep it, and when Nong Huaien wants to buy it back, he can also have something for him!"

Lin Guodong raised his head violently and asked, "Xiaoji, you say, can he give me a refund of these medicines?"

"It's hard to say whether he can retreat or not, this Nong Huaien's origin is not small, it's not easy to get him!" Yang Xiaoji also said from his heart.

If it weren't for Yiyi, Yang Xiaoji really didn't want to care about their gossip.

But Lin Guodong said helplessly: "Xiaoji, these fake drugs can't be sold, this is all I have, how can I live this life in the future?"

Yang Xiaoji invested 10 million yuan in him at that time, looking for office buildings, decorating things, and buying fake medicines, and there were tens of thousands of yuan left in his hands.

This is the imperial capital, the price index is much more expensive than Jiangzhou, tens of thousands of yuan here, it won't take long at all.

Yiyi grabbed Yang Xiaoji's arm and pleaded, "Xiaoji, can you help my parents again?"

It's not okay if you don't help now, so Yang Xiaoji wrote them a check for 10 million again, help others to the end, otherwise what else?

To Lin Guodong, Bai Lu was so moved that he almost knelt down for Yang Xiaoji.

Lin Guodong cried and said, "Xiaoji, I remember the kindness in my heart, thank you, thank you!"

Yang Xiaoji said with a smile: "Don't say it so much, I still say the same thing, keep this batch of fake medicines first, I can use it!"

Bai Lu said, "Okay, let's listen to you, keep it first!"

Now Yang Xiaoji is their backbone, so they naturally listen to his arrangement.

Needless to say, Yang Xiaoji still didn't want to care about these in his heart, those fake drugs were of no use to him, and he kept them just to comfort Lin Guodong's family and make them feel that they could still fight.

And with this 10 million, they can continue to make imported medicines, and after a long time, they will forget about Nong Huaien.

But the world is such a coincidence, Yang Xiaoji returned to the Imperial Mansion Commercial Building, and a group of men in suits, surrounded by a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a white silk scarf and combing his back hair, also walked into the commercial building.

At this time, the hall on the first floor was being renovated, and the ground was full of decoration materials, and the men in suits threw the wood with kicks and feet, just so that their boss could get their feet.

This pomp, even Yang Xiaoji thinks it is very fresh, he has seen a coin, but he has never seen such a load. I almost carried the boss on my back and walked over.

There happened to be a small piece of wood that smashed on Yang Xiaoji's leg, but the bodyguard grinned and didn't even say sorry, but like a minion, he said to his boss: "Boss, please here!"

Fortunately, the shovel was not there, otherwise they would have to rush up and beat them to death.

Yang Xiaoji looked at them with a smile, and when the group of people passed by him, the so-called boss also looked at Yang Xiaoji, and then asked, "Are you from this building?"

"How?"

The young man's answer was very simple, not humble or arrogant, his eyes were raging, and the minion bodyguard went up and pushed Yang Xiaoji and scolded: "How do you talk to my boss?

The surrounding workers who were working all looked at this side, and the slave bodyguard was extremely capable of loading coins, and pointed at the workers with his hand, and shouted: "All work for me, look at him, what do you see? A group of his two-currency migrant workers, it's disgusting to see you!"

Naturally, the workers did not want to provoke them, and these people did not look like a good cake, so they continued to work.

At this time, the boss smiled again: "Young man, don't be afraid, I just want to ask, how many floors is the management office of this building!"

The words are slightly coined, but the expression and tone of this product are extremely coined, as if the emperor of ancient times had to pretend to be close to the people, and then highlight his noble identity.

Yang Xiaoji is so rich, he is not like him.

After thinking about it, Yang Xiaoji smiled: "On the seventeenth floor!"

"Thank you, boy!"

The boss also nodded to the bewitching female assistant next to him, who took out a hundred yuan and threw it directly on Yang Xiaoji's body, without even looking at it, and said impatiently: "It's for you, take it to buy cigarettes and smoke!"

This coin let them pretend, and Yang Xiaoji couldn't cry or laugh, and they regarded this super-rich man as a worker.

I took different elevators to the seventeenth floor, and when I saw the neat and luxurious office area, the boss also commented: "Look at the management of others, yes, I am very satisfied, very good, my company will be like them in the future, this is the identity!"