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The old man had his back to Yang Bo, his white hair was slightly yellow, he was holding a cane in his hand, looking from behind, his waist was fat, and the fat on his arms was drooping.

It wasn't until the butler opened his mouth that the old man turned around and looked.

Actually facing Branson, the other party's face looks even older, with deep wrinkles on his face, hypertrophied bags under his eyes, and many age spots on his body, according to the information, Mr. Branson is ninety-five years old this year.

Yang Bo opened his mouth and said, "Branson said okay first!"

Branson stared at Yang Bo, with a slightly sluggish expression on his face, and his voice was hoarse and weak, "Hello Mr. Yang, please sit down!"

Yang Bo smiled, nodded and sat down.

The butler quickly brought the tea and placed it beside everyone.

Branson picked up the tea, he looked up at Yang Bo, "Mr. Yang, I heard that you brought me something good?"

Yang Bo looked at the other party with a smile, "Yes, I brought you something good!"

Branson stared at Yang Bo and then at Fan Changhua, and he said to the housekeeper: "Tom, take this gentleman to sit next door and be hospitalized!"

The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to ask Fan Changhua to go with him.

Fan Changhua was stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but look at Yang Bo, he knew a lot about the history of the Branson family, but Yang Bo and the other party seemed to have some deals in private, and he didn't want to be heard by him, this was an unsightly deal?

If it's really a serious deal, Yang Bo should ask him to stay at this time!

Yang Bo smiled, "Changhua, you follow the housekeeper to sit next door, I want to talk to Mr. Branson alone!"

Fan Changhua stared at Yang Bo, wanting to find something from Yang Bo's expression, but he was disappointed, Yang Bo's expression was gentle, and there was no change at all.

Fan Changhua had no choice but to stand up and follow the housekeeper out.

After a moment, the living room was really quiet, Branson stared at Yang Bo, his eyes changed slightly, "Mr. Yang, I heard that you brought medicine that can prolong your life?"

Because Branson is too old, his voice is low and slow, and he even can't speak clearly, but fortunately, Yang Bo's English level is quite good, and if he is careful, he can understand it.

Yang Bo nodded, "Mr. Branson, I think no matter how much I say, it won't be useless." ”

Branson didn't quite understand what Yang Bo meant, and then he saw that Yang Bo had stood up and took out a palm-sized blue and white porcelain vase from his arms, he looked at the other party with some surprise, not knowing what Yang Bo meant?

Yang Bo opened the lid of the wine bottle, and the room was suddenly filled with a strong aroma of wine, he walked up to Branson, poured the wine jug, and poured a drop of medicinal wine into his teacup, which was to put away the wine jug.

Under Branson's suspicious gaze, Yang Bo stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Branson stared at the teacup beside him and looked at Yang Bo in surprise, "Just drink this?"

Yang Bo smiled, "You can taste it, I think after tasting it, we still have room for negotiation, after all, no matter how much I say, if it doesn't work, it's useless!"

Branson hesitated, his hand resting on the handle of the teacup and not moving.

Yang Bo smiled: "Does Mr. Branson suspect that I was poisoned? This is your manor castle, and the housekeeper is outside, if I am really poisoned, can I escape? Besides, how old are you, how old am I, can I be poisoned?"

Branson stared at Yang Bo, didn't say much, he picked up the teacup, his gaze was slightly firmer, the older he gets, the less courageous he becomes, and the more afraid he is of death, if it is young, I'm afraid he will not hesitate to pick it up!

In the fragrant aroma of the tea, with a hint of wine, Branson's taste organs have been greatly degraded, and he can only feel a faint taste, and the tea runs down his throat.

Branson felt a hot current rolling down in his chest and into his stomach, and this hot feeling instantly radiated to his whole body, as if his whole body was warm, like the feeling of soaking in a hot spring!

Then, Branson threw away his crutches, he raised his hand slightly, and felt that his arm was already weak, and suddenly a feeling of strength surged out, this long-lost feeling made him instantly shake his spirit!

Branson stared at Yang Bo with a look of horror on his face, what is this thing, why does it have such an effect?

Yang Bo smiled, "Mr. Branson, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

After drinking this cup of medicinal wine dilution, Branson's voice was much louder, and his speech became clearer, "Mr. Yang, what kind of medicine is this, and will there be side effects?"

Yang Bo said with a smile: "I contacted Mr. Branson through the Li family of the Hong Kong government, about these issues, I think Mr. Branson already has some understanding, this is a medicinal wine, as for whether there are side effects, I will explain, it is better to prove it in time." ”

As he spoke, Yang Bo stood up, "Mr. Branson, let's stop here today, you can come to me two days later!"

Branson then stood up, "Mr. Yang, please walk slowly." ”

Yang Bo didn't hesitate, he turned around and left, he only needed to give Branson a little time, and the other party would definitely understand the power of medicinal wine!

Walking out of the living room, Fan Changhua was sitting in the side hall on the side, Yang Bo glanced at the other party, "Let's go back first!"

Fan Changhua was tricking the housekeeper's words, and wanted to get the information of the Branson family's treasure house through the housekeeper, but the housekeeper's mouth was too strict, and he didn't get any news at all.

When Fan Changhua heard Yang Bo's voice, he was stunned, it had only been a long time, and he couldn't finish a cup of tea, so he left?

Fan Changhua stood up almost instinctively, he took out a business card and handed it to the butler, "Mr. Tom, if you need it, you can contact me." ”

After that, he hurriedly got up and followed Yang Bo away.

Walking on the road, Fan Changhua suddenly became a little happy, no matter how loud Yang Bo spoke, he also returned home!

Back at the hotel, Yang Bo didn't talk much about it, Mei Chaoning chatted with him for a few words, and when he saw that Yang Bo didn't talk much, he didn't ask more.

However, in the small team, the news soon spread that Yang Bo's negotiation level was too low, after all, the time of their visit that day was too short, if they couldn't have in-depth exchanges, how could they have a good relationship with Mr. Branson?

In the eyes of everyone, this trip to England is a complete failure, after all, even Branson can't figure it out, how can he continue to negotiate?

Everyone also began to pack up, waiting for Mei Chaoning to report to him, and once the country replied, everyone could return to China.

Two days passed in a flash, everyone sat in the restaurant on the first floor early in the morning waiting for the news, the team translator looked at Fan Changhua, and couldn't help asking: "Changhua, has Professor Mei's report been submitted? When will it be approved!" Fan Changhua's expression changed slightly, he shook his head and said: "No, I went to ask the teacher yesterday, he didn't submit it, but the submission is very fast, just send an email!"