"Xiaoqiang, in the future, your vegetables will be exempted from distribution tax in Hollyland," Zhong Ping called Wang Xiaoqiang to Hollyland's office in Los Angeles on this day. A serious word to him.

"Sister Ping, what's the matter, so you don't lose ...... death"

"Where did my sister lose, Hollyland has made a profit now," Zhong Ping stared at Wang Xiaoqiang with a pair of beautiful eyes, and said with gratitude...... "Xiaoqiang, if it weren't for you, where would Hollyland be able to turn losses into winners within two months?"

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to deny it. Indeed, Hollyland supermarket can gain a firm foothold in such an international metropolis as Los Angeles, thanks to the vegetables on his farm, at the beginning of the vegetable shelves, in order to attract customers, Wang Xiaoqiang deliberately pushed the price of such high quality very low, which made a great sacrifice for Holly, so Zhong Ping had to compensate.

However, Wang Xiaoqiang felt that Hollyland also helped him a lot, because his goal was to promote his vegetables to the whole United States, which required a good sales point and a suitable platform, and Hollyland was the platform he needed.

Wang Xiaoqiang nodded and said to Zhong Ping, "Thank you Sister Ping, then I'm welcome, but I hope Sister Ping can make good profits all over the United States......"

"Ha, Xiaoqiang, you are too elevated sister, sister doesn't have so much financial resources, these three Hollyland supermarkets have already used most of my idle assets, if you open it again, I'm afraid it will take two years to talk about ......it" Zhong Ping came from behind the desk, walked to Wang Xiaoqiang's side, and rubbed his hair.

"Sister Ping, I sponsor you......" Wang Xiaoqiang said decisively and firmly, and at the same time, his hand. also unusually decisively, pressed on Zhong Ping's. The hips under the professional skirt are wrapped.

"Uh, Xiaoqiang. Really?" Zhong Ping's voice trembled a little.

"Really!" Wang Xiaoqiang's hand was reached, and Zhong Ping fell into his arms.

Just when Wang Xiaoqiang and Zhong Ping were in close talks about the future strategic direction, in a relatively remote villa on the hill in the suburbs of Los Angeles, Bordeaux, a Bordeaux farmer, handed a photo of Wang Xiaoqiang to a man in a top hat, "Mr. Ryan, help me get rid of this person......

The man in the top hat took the photo, put it on the table and looked at it carefully, and then decisively said, "Three million dollars." No bargaining. ”

"Shh......h What year's price is this? Fifty years later, right? It's not the first time we've cooperated, so are you still going to bully your ......customers?"

"Yes, it's not the first time we've cooperated, why don't you understand our rules here?......" Rien sneered...... "The value of people is not equal, and the difficulty of assassination is also very different, so the price is naturally different, this Wang Xiaoqiang is expensive, he has a deep friendship with Andri." If the matter is revealed, our Rose Organization will have no place in the United States, Italy, and Australia...... Mr. Andri, you should be familiar with it......"

Hearing this, Bordeaux was silent for a moment. In the end, he nodded helplessly, "Okay, the money is fine." ”

"It's good. I just like people like you, old rules. You'll need to pay half of the deposit before you get started......"

"No problem. Bordeaux said with some irritation. "I want you to send the best people out. Otherwise, it will be a surprise, and things will not be done that way......"

"Don't worry, we, the Rose Organization, have never missed a beat...... Besides, if this man's assassination fails, it will be a disaster for our entire organization......" Ryan said, glancing at Bordeaux with interest......

"Actually, although this Chinese is doing a lot of business and is very famous, as far as I know, he never has defense, so Mr. Bordeaux, you can rest assured, you only need a bullet to help you solve the business fetters......"

Without Bordeaux, Rian can see Bordeaux's mind, and studying some influential elites, wealthy businessmen, and celebrities is a necessary course for a killer organization.

Bordeaux breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, now Wang Xiaoqiang has no deep hatred with him, but it makes him more uncomfortable than a thorn in the flesh in his eye, who doesn't know that his Bordeaux farm is the largest farm in the western United States, before Wang Xiaoqiang's career, his Bordeaux farm has been developing steadily and making a lot of profits, but since Wang Xiaoqiang's vegetables gradually occupied the market, the vegetables produced by his Bordeaux farm gradually could not be sold, take the Allen Hotel as an example, he used to use his vegetables, but suddenly, on the grounds of poor quality, all of them were pushed away, but the supply of a hotel is still limited, not enough to affect the overall situationHowever, Wang Xiaoqiang's vegetable volume continued to increase, constantly encroaching on the limited market, resulting in the Bordeaux farm, which is dominated by vegetable output, and the market sales were gradually interrupted and narrowed......

This is the tragic killing of the shopping mall, the winner is the king, the loser is the villain, there is no complaint, but who wants to watch their own industry gradually wither?

Bordeaux thought of assassination, this kind of inferior and despicable figure, he was not the first time to use it, he had previously found the Rose Organization, assassinated a competitor, and the matter was done neatly, which made him very satisfied and relieved, so this time, he found the Rose Organization again.

Zhong Ping puts on professional clothes, will show a graceful and luxurious, and a kind of high-ranking temperament, will make people feel an unapproachable coldness, a kind of majesty that dare not blaspheme, but at this moment, this temperamental beauty, but in Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, her sideburns are messy, her face is red, and her hands are white and tender like virgins, half pushing and half resisting on the spot, the claws that have invaded. "Okay, sister promised you to keep the supermarket open, but now you should go back, sister is going to work......"

"Hey, Sister Ping, you see that there is no one else in this office, otherwise, let's ...... Hehe......" Wang Xiaoqiang laughed evilly.

"Go, go, necrotic, little color, hurry up and get out of the ...... for my sister" Zhong Ping pushed Wang Xiaoqiang away.

"Okay, Sister Ping, I won't disturb your work......" Wang Xiaoqiang stood up and turned around to leave.

When he walked to the door, Zhong Ping stopped him again, and said in a shy voice, "Xiaoqiang, at night, sister will go to you at night......"

"Well, good Sister Ping, but Sister Ping, your professional outfit is so beautiful, I hope you don't change your clothes after work today......" Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes stared at the professional outfit fiercely.

"Well, sister promised you......" Zhong Ping glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang.

In the evening, Zhong Ping really came in professional clothes, but her hair was wet, obviously freshly washed, and she was carrying a large box in her hand.

Looking at Zhong Ping's plump legs under the skirt and walking towards him, Wang Xiaoqiang stared at it fiercely and did not move.

"Don't you look at my sister like this?" Zhong Ping picked up the brocade box in his hand and gently smashed it on Wang Xiaoqiang's head.

Wang Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand to take the box and glanced at it, "Oh, Sister Ping, what is this......"

Before he finished speaking, the eight spiritual springs in his body moved in unison, emitting a strong sucking force. At the same time, the box in his hand also shook violently.

Wang Xiaoqiang hurriedly pressed his legs with both hands to control it.

"It says on it, don't you ...... literate?"

"Sister Ping, this, this wild ginseng...... It's for me......" Wang Xiaoqiang said in his heart, whether it was given to me or not, it was in my belly after the last, well, it should be said that it was to Lingquan's belly.

"This ginseng was bought by my sister for the old man, but the old man is now strong and can't make up for it, so my sister took it out to make up for you......"

I don't know how big the wild ginseng in the box is, or how many years it is, Wang Xiaoqiang felt that the eight spiritual springs were sucked like a water pump, and he still hadn't finished sucking at this time, in order to prevent Zhong Ping from discovering his abnormality, Wang Xiaoqiang still pressed the ginseng box tightly, and said, "Sister Ping really cares, but Sister Ping, you are not afraid to make up for me too much anger and can't control your ......."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoqiang stared at Zhong Ping with lust.

"Go, it's not in shape again," Zhong Pingjiao sneered, and slapped Wang Xiaoqiang lightly on the head.

At this time, the ginseng box did not move, and the eight spiritual springs in the body did not come down honestly, just like a person who had eaten up, constantly moving, expanding and contracting......

"Hey, is that box a big beauty, let you hold ...... like this all the time" Zhong Ping saw Wang Xiaoqiang holding the ginseng box and ignored her, so she couldn't help complaining.

"I'm sorry Sister Ping, I'm so happy that you gave me something, what, Sister Ping, sit down, I'll put this wild ginseng in it......" Wang Xiaoqiang said, then got up and took the wild ginseng to the study, and when he opened it, he found that there was only a pile of wild ginseng slag, which was different from before, the amount of this pile of slag was very large, and at a glance, he knew that there were a lot of wild ginseng, or it was a big year.

didn't have to think about it, Wang Xiaoqiang hurriedly closed the ginseng box and put it in a hidden place.

At this time, the eight spiritual springs in the body expanded and contracted even more, and Wang Xiaoqiang knew in his heart that they were about to differentiate again, so he stood in the study, quietly feeling them, waiting for them to differentiate.

Sure enough, in less than half a minute, puff......

The eight spiritual springs made a cracking sound one after another, and they split into two, becoming sixteen spiritual springs.

Under the surprise, Wang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to move a little, still standing in place, quietly sensing them, to see where these sixteen spiritual springs would hibernate?

It's just that at this moment, Zhong Ping walked in and came to Wang Xiaoqiang, with a pair of jade arms, climbing Wang Xiaoqiang's neck, and when he moved, the upside-down Xiangli seemed to be about to fall, and her loving eyes stared at Wang Xiaoqiang resentfully, "Good brother, what's wrong with you today, it's a ...... of grinding."

Zhong Ping suddenly made the sixteen spiritual springs in Wang Xiaoqiang's body change their original trajectory, and at this time, they all pulled together towards Wang Xiaoqiang's lower abdomen, and finally gathered together at Wang Xiaoqiang's lower abdomen to form a powerful "energy station". Together, they spread out the fiery energy...... (To be continued......)

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