It is said that after this Sun Ziyang hung up the phone, the whole person was stunned.

Beads of sweat the size of red beans dripped down his cheeks, and even his clothes were soaked.

This is not a joke, if Jiangzhou Pharmaceutical and Zhengjia Pharmaceutical terminate their cooperation with them, their medicinal material company will have to close down in a few days.

The uncomfortable is not only these, in order to supply these two, they only completed the half-year transaction with the retail investors outside, which is real money and silver pestle, but when the time comes, these medicinal materials are piled up in the warehouse and cannot be sold, and they have to die.

Don't say anything, don't think about it, today he really loaded the coin to his grandfather's grave.

is still talking to others here, licking his face and saying how powerful he is, this face is more miserable than his son's kowtow.

Over there, Yang Xiaoji looked at him with a smile, and now there is no need to talk nonsense, Yang Xiaoji just looks at how he rubs his face.

After all, he has been mixed for half his life, and Sun Ziyang still has some means.

Let's not talk about anything else, dragging Sun Fu's goods to Yang Xiaoji's front is directly a punch and kick.

Sun Fu was like a wild donkey being gelding, shouting, rolling left and right, and shouting incoherently: "Dad, you are my grandfather, don't fight, are you going to kill your son?"

"I don't have a brute son like you, if Mr. Yang is not satisfied today, I will beat you to death!" Sun Ziyang rounded his arms and slapped his mouth again.

He is making a show for Yang Xiaoji, even those who watch the excitement know that Sun Ziyang didn't kill at all, he slapped his shoulders and kicked his leather shoes on his buttocks, he just wanted to satisfy the invisible rich man.

But Yang Xiaoji was not satisfied at all, even if he beat Sun Fu to death, he would not blink.

Sun Ziyang was also tired, and immediately changed the tone of the deputy minion, and said to Yang Xiaoji: "Mr. Yang, I was reckless before, I really don't know your identity, otherwise you beat me to death, and I can't talk to you like that, now you have pinched my neck, I beg you to raise your hand and spare me!"

Yang Xiaoji just gave him a look of contempt, turned back to the bald head and said, "Then how much should Sun Fu pay?"

The bald head looked at Sun Ziyang angrily, and said: "Your son even eats and smashes, 1.75 million, do you accept cash or card? We will also accept checks!"

The meaning is obvious, today is the god Lao Tzu, and he has to take this money, no one can say that it will work.

I had been looking for an opportunity to get this Sun Fu for a long time, and Yang Xiaoji didn't let them go at all.

And Yang Xiaoji also said that if you have the ability to continue to call people here, you can call anyone, he continued.

Who else can Sun Ziyang call? Now that the lifeblood of the medicinal material company is in the hands of this young man, who else can suppress this Yang Xiaoji.

Don't think about it, Yang Xiaoji is clearly trying to play Sun Fu to death.

In desperation, Sun Ziyang could only take out the bank card from his wallet and give it respectfully.

"Mr. Yang, there are 1.8 million in this card, and the extra part should be regarded as my filial piety to Mr. Yang, and please raise your noble hand and take back your life!"

Seeing that the bald head took away half of his net worth, Sun Ziyang's heart was about to break, his throat and eyes were itchy, and he almost vomited blood.

The bald head turned around and asked Yang Xiaoji to give the card, but the young man smiled and said: "You keep it, go back and buy some delicious food for your aunt, I've been busy lately, I don't have time to see her old man's house, when I have time, I must go to see my aunt!"

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The dignified seven-foot man burst into tears on the spot, money is important, but Yang Xiaoji's words, as well as this affection, can be felt by the bald head.

Brother Hua on the side was even more shocked to stuff goose eggs in his mouth.

With so much money, without blinking an eye, he gave it directly to his subordinates.

He also came out to mix anyway, but why can't he meet a boss like Yang Xiaoji?

Tired and tired, desperately throwing off their souls, they can't even earn a fraction of others.

Don't say any of this, Yang Xiaoji is for his mother, this is the real love.

Lao Hua didn't say a word, and bowed directly to Yang Xiaoji, "Boss Yang, in the future, the lives of our brothers will be yours, you want it at any time, take it at any time, go to the soup and go to the fire, and your liver and brain will be ruined!"

Yang Xiaoji also changed his tone and said to Brother Hua: "It's all your own people, and if you say this, you'll see the outside!"

They talked for a long time, Sun Ziyang was there like a telephone pole, and finally saw Yang Xiaoji smiling a little, Sun Ziyang hurriedly said: "Mr. Yang, you are really interesting, righteous, and like a family to your subordinates, today I really opened my eyes, a young and promising young man like you, affectionate and righteous, is really a model for my generation!"

The young man looked at the time, and said a word to Sun Ziyang, "I'm very dissatisfied now, the medicinal material company is there, let's talk about it when I'm in a good mood!"

After speaking, Yang Xiaoji pulled He Ruxue and walked out of the restaurant.

The grandson's face was about to turn black, and his son didn't care, he followed out of the restaurant like a dog, but Yang Xiaoji had no intention of talking to him at all, and walked away.

This Sun Ziyang saw that this was not a joke, and hurriedly called Zheng Gao.

Zheng Gao is the vice president of Zheng Family Pharmaceutical, although he has no actual rights, but Sun Ziyang feels that since Yang Xiaoji can control his Zheng family's pharmaceutical factory, how can Zheng Gao say a few words.

The phone was connected, Sun Ziyang said before and after, Zheng Gao only had one sentence, and said: "Old Sun, I advise you not to provoke this Yang Xiaoji, this person now controls the Zheng family, as well as the controlling stake of several other companies, in a word, his capital system is even larger, it is not something that you and I can shake at all, it's not that I help you, I really can't help, I still have a phone here, so I won't talk about it first!"

Now as long as people hear that Sun Ziyang provokes Yang Xiaoji, it is like hiding from the plague, how far away is to hide.

But now in front of his grandson, there is no choice, and he can only think about how to redeem it.

Speaking of Yang Xiaoji alone, he sent He Ruxue to the door of his house, and the blur and romance of the night made He Ruxue can't help but kiss Yang Xiaoji's cheek, and then went home with a smile.

Yang Xiaoji didn't react here, this moment of excitement was over, and he could only say to himself: "How good is the kiss, what is the amiable face!"

On the way home, the evening breeze is blowing, the moonlight is bright, the fleeting street lamps, and the lights of the city, just like the beating notes, stirring the youth, the fluttering thoughts, and the budding feelings.

Today's coolness is not all because of killing Sun Fu, but it makes him feel what is strength? What is powerful, the feeling of mastering his life and death makes him extremely fascinated.

Therefore, Yang Xiaoji, who returned home, hummed a song, but at this moment, several masked black-clothed people suddenly rushed out of the garden.