Chapter Fifty-Seven: A Good Calculation

Chen Ling watched Shen Qing and the two leave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Thank you Mr. An for me, for helping me get a purple invitation!"

After Chen Ling put away the purple invitation, he said in a low voice.

Chen Ling's voice was very low, but it could just reach Li Kaijian's ears.

Li Kaijian showed a look of surprise on his face, and said in surprise: "How do you know that Mr. An asked me to give it to you?" ”

Chen Ling touched the mobile phone in his pocket and said, "This is a secret!" ”

Li Kaijian glanced at Chen Ling deeply, and then said: "There are not many people who can make me so incomprehensible, you are the first!" ”

Chen Ling was noncommittal, did not speak, just smiled.

Li Kaijian looked at Chen Ling with this expression, and suddenly said: "Brother is good, why don't you learn another day!" ”

Chen Ling hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm just born with a little more strength!" ”

Chen Ling was not interested, he deliberately fought with a person, and Li Kaijian's skills, although Chen Ling didn't see it, it was definitely not simple, which was known from the breath that Chen Ling felt.

Li Kaijian patted Chen Ling on the shoulder and left with a smile.

Chen Ling touched the shoulder that was patted by Li Kaijian, and grinned hoarsely: "This guy is not small!" ”

However, Li Kaijian also indirectly confirmed his guess that there are indeed people in this world who are more powerful than him, even if he has increased the power of his mobile phone.

"Chen Ling, where did the purple invitation in your hand come from?"

After the crowd dispersed, Yu Qiuxuan walked over and asked with some curiosity.

"Mr. Ann gave it!" Chen Ling did not hide it.

"It turned out that Mr. An gave it, and I said that whoever has the ability to get you a purple invitation!"

Yu Qiuxuan said suddenly.

"Isn't this a joint event for several of your large companies? Purple invitations should be easy to get, too! ”

Chen Ling asked.

"Maybe everyone thinks so, but in fact, although this venue is jointly organized by several of our large enterprises, but who gets what invitations, the conference still has a system, we can easily get red and blue invitations, but purple is different, representing the most distinguished guests of the conference. Only a person with connections and status like Mr. An can help you get a purple invitation! ”

Yu Qiuxuan explained.

Chen Ling nodded suddenly.

Yu Qiuxuan turned to ask, "By the way, do you really plan to sell medicinal herbs here?" ”

"Forget it, General Manager Su just said that, don't take it seriously!"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing, and this time it's thanks to Lin Jia's people for making such a fuss!"

Chen Ling glanced at the camera not far away.

In front of the computer screen, Lin Jia saw all this, with an angry look on her face, this time not only did not let Chen Ling be swept away by Li Jiankai, but her people were swept away.

"Miss, don't worry, it's still the first day, this kid won't be rampant for long!" Uncle Feng said, leaning into Yu Qiuxuan's ear.

The crowd slowly dispersed, but for Chen Ling, who was holding a purple invitation, he was setting up a stall.

This matter slowly spread with these onlookers, and they became more curious about the stall of Chen Ling, although there was still no one to buy, but it could be seen that there were a lot more onlookers.

For three days, Chen Ling was still guarding a stall, and there were more and more onlookers, and many of them even came to join in the fun when they heard that there was a purple invitation here to set up a stall.

Yu Qiuxuan stood in the stall of Kangde Chinese medicine, watching more and more people on Chen Ling's side, but no one bought medicinal herbs.

"What the hell is this Chen Ling doing?"

Yu Qiuxuan is delicate, through people's words and deeds, she can easily gain insight into this person's thoughts, but she wants to see clearly but feels that Chen Ling is covered with a layer of fog.

Yu Qiuxuan walked out of the booth of Kangde Chinese medicine and walked into the crowd surrounding Chen Ling.

"Is it true that this stall is selling?"

Yu Qiuxuan, who entered the crowd, could hear someone in the crowd saying this.

As time passed, there were more and more such problems in the crowd, because no one was in charge of the Chinese medicine conference, and Chen Ling sat behind the stall with such a big grin, and gradually no one dared to say that the herbs in Chen Ling's stall were fake.

Chen Ling played with his mobile phone and swept his eyes through the crowd.

At this moment, a man suddenly rushed out of the crowd and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and turning the whites of his eyes.

"What's wrong with this man?"

"Did you get heat stroke?"

"What kind of heat stroke, it's almost autumn!"

The crowd was talking.

"Call 120!"

It was proposed.

"What 120, isn't there a cure-all here?"

Although they didn't know from which corner this voice came from, everyone looked at Chen Ling.

Chen Ling felt everyone's eyes look over, and then he slowly stood up and said, "Don't worry, let me see!" ”

Chen Ling put away his phone, stood up slowly, and then walked to the person lying on the ground.

He walked up to the man, crouched down, lifted the man's eyelids, and looked at the man's tongue.

Chen Ling touched his chin, then walked to the stall and picked up a rhizome of an unknown herb, and then put it in a bowl and stirred it.

Just when Chen Ling was ready to walk towards the fainted man with the bowl, I don't know when there was a person squatting next to the patient, this person was a middle-aged man, the middle-aged man looked serious, raised his head and looked at Chen Ling who came over and said, "Don't bother!" ”

"You're a friend of this man?"

Chen Ling said.

"Yes, he's an old problem, it's not a Chinese medicine that can be cured, I've already called 120."

The middle-aged man glanced at the stall behind Chen Ling with disdain and said.

"Not necessarily, you can try!"

Chen Ling didn't seem to care about this person's attitude at all.

"With your fake medicine? People like you have seen a lot outside, but it's not common to see people like you selling fake drugs at the Chinese medicine conference! ”

The middle-aged man sneered.

"How do you know that mine is a fake drug, according to you, your friend is an old problem, and now your friend is at the point of life and death, at such a time, you would rather believe in an ambulance that does not know when it will come, rather than try my medicine?"

Chen Ling sneered.

The people around him began to talk about it, as if accusing the middle-aged man of disregarding the lives of his companions.

The middle-aged man looked at the people around him, then at the patient.

Chen Ling clearly saw the middle-aged man squatting next to the patient and shook the patient's hand vigorously.

"Well, if you can't make my companion better, prove that you're a liar!"

The middle-aged man said loudly.

In Chen Ling's eyes, he saw a hint of pride on the corner of this middle-aged man's mouth, which was a kind of pride that his plan had succeeded.

Chen Ling glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain, he had already read the heart of the patient who seemed to faint on his mobile phone, and he had already known their plan.

What kind of patient is this, it is simply a patient pretended to be by Lin Jia's people, and the sign he wrote in such a big tone is here, as long as someone responds in the crowd, Chen Ling has to "save" this person, and then add this middle-aged man's words, it will force him to a dead end, as long as he can't get immediate results, it proves that Chen Ling's medicine is fake, and the patient itself is fake, even if there is any effect, just hold back.

"Lin Jia has a good calculation!"

However, now that Chen Ling knows, of course it is impossible not to have a way to deal with it.