Chapter 150: One More Promise
"What do you say? Just your fish, you want to sell it for 1 million RMB? Wang Minghui felt that he must have had a hearing problem.
He thought that Zhang Guodong would sell it very expensive, and he could even accept the price of 10,000 yuan, which was a thousand times more than the original value.
But I never thought that Zhang Guodong would offer a price of one million, who is the wronged leader?
He knew that Zhang Guodong was very extraordinary, and because Zhang Guodong could cure cancer, he was willing to invest a large amount of money in Zhang Guodong. But there is a limit to this investment, today take a goldfish and say it is worth a million, tomorrow you can take an ant to him and ask him for 10 million, when is it a head?
Zhang Guodong saw Wang Minghui's face collapse, and he also felt that one million was indeed a lot, and if it were him, he would not agree. But Zhang Guodong only has one chance to complete this task, Wang Minghui.
If this goldfish is sold to Ouyang Qingwan, not to mention that Ouyang Qingwan may not be able to get a million, even if he can, he will definitely not give it, and their relationship is not close enough to let Ouyang Qingwan take out all her net worth to help. But Wang Minghui is the one who has seen his ability, and only he can help Zhang Guodong complete the task.
"Boss Wang, this is definitely not an ordinary goldfish, this is a feng shui fish."
"Feng Shui Fish?" Wang Minghui took a closer look, who still uses this cheap goldfish to make feng shui fish now?
"That's right, this is a gift from my senior brother, and I can take refuge in disasters. I brought it to you, and I also treat you as a friend, and I will not sell it if I want to buy it! Zhang Guodong said confidently.
Rao Renyong kept shaking his head slightly at Wang Minghui, this must be a fraud money, don't believe it. According to our investigation, he doesn't have any senior brothers at all.
This kind of person is a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised. The boss has invested millions in him, if there is no boss, would he be where he is today?
As a result, he regarded the boss as a rich wronged man, what a thing, it was worth a million, and no one bought a hundred yuan!
Wang Minghui sat on the sofa, smoked a cigar with his head down, one puff after another, and in less than five minutes, a cigar was stunned for him to finish smoking.
"Guodong, can I think about it?"
Zhang Guodong is a little regretful, it seems that he still hasn't seen his ability to fool people.
"It's okay, it's right to think about it, but if it's the first time I've heard about it, I won't believe it."
"Renyong, has the hotel been booked?"
"It's ordered, Sister-in-law Li's private dishes, and we will have a table at noon." Rao Renyong said reluctantly.
"Guodong, let's go taste this sister-in-law Li's private dishes, let's talk while eating."
Zhang Guodong drove behind, and Wang Minghui's Mercedes-Benz car actually drove into a community. Isn't this all residential, how can there be a restaurant?
Afraid of revealing the attributes of the turtle, although Zhang Guodong didn't understand, he didn't ask. Follow behind, take the elevator upstairs, and open the door of a house, which is clearly a house.
This is Wang Minghui's outer room? Although the charm still exists, but Wang Minghui's identity, if what kind of woman doesn't have it, she has to like these forty-something? The taste of the rich is weird!
Zhang Guodong muttered quietly in the back, Rao Renyong heard it, and stopped talking. This turtle, this is a private dish, it was originally made at home! The boss wants to raise an outer room, and he should also raise that kind of young and beautiful woman with a good figure, how can he raise a chef!
"Boss Wang is here, I have a new pair of wild pigeons bought today, and I will make you a soup in a while." Sister-in-law Li said with a smile.
"Okay, you just decide."
Entering the place where it should have been a second bedroom, there was a round table inside, which looked like a private room in a hotel. There were also some appetizing snacks on the table, and Zhang Guodong grabbed a hawthorn slice and threw it into his mouth, sweet and sour, soft and delicious.
"Guodong, are you boyfriend and girlfriend with Chen Xiao?"
"What, does this affect our relationship?" Zhang Guodong asked rhetorically.
Rao Renyong slandered in his heart, how could it not be affected? If you don't have Chen Xiao's father to cover you, you see what the boss's attitude is!
"It doesn't affect, hahaha, it doesn't." Wang Minghui feels that the investment in Zhang Guodong may be able to increase some.
The dishes came up quickly, Wang Minghui was very talkative, and he was very good at chatting. In addition, the food is delicious, Zhang Guodong's mood is slightly relieved, but his brows are always wrinkled.
This Wang Minghui, why didn't he mention the goldfish? If you don't buy it, I'll find another buyer. For example, that old man Sun, I think it's good!
Full of wine and food, the three of them sat at the table and smoked, Zhang Guodong decided to take the initiative, he couldn't drag it out, the task was time-limited.
"Boss Wang, do you want to buy that feng shui goldfish?"
Wang Minghui's smoking hand paused. Feng Shui goldfish, hehe~~
"Guodong, let's be honest, who would believe the theory of feng shui goldfish? In this way, if you are short of money, I can lend you a million, and when you have money, you can pay it back to me without interest. ”
Tut~~
Zhang Guodong was very helpless, Wang Minghui made it clear that he thought he was short of money, so he came here to make up for it. But it's not because he's short of money now!
"Boss Wang, if I'm really short of money, I'll tell you directly."
"Mr. Zhang, one million is not a small number. Although my boss is not lacking, every penny of his money is also hard-earned, and we can't just take a goldfish at random, we will give you a million, right? Rao Renyong couldn't help but interject.
"Boss Wang, can you guarantee that you won't get sick in the future?" Zhang Guodong said lightly.
This meaning is obvious, you will be sick in the future, will you come to me? This is a miracle doctor, and the hand can cure the disease.
Rao Renyong was silent, Zhang Guodong's qigong for curing diseases was indeed unheard of, mysterious, and unique. At least for so long, I didn't find that the second person had this ability.
It is said that Chen Hall was diagnosed with necrosis of the femoral head in the hospital some time ago, but after Zhang Guodong went, he was stunned and became a misdiagnosis in the hospital. If others are willing to believe that it is a misdiagnosis, because necrosis of the femoral head is unlikely to improve instantaneously. However, Wang Minghui and Rao Renyong believed that the hospital should have not misdiagnosed, and Chen Ting's illness was cured by Zhang Guodong.
Otherwise, with Chen Hall's kind of character, how could he agree to his daughter to have a relationship with Zhang Guodong, and he didn't see the magic of Zhang Guodong!
Zhang Guodong continued: "One promise, I add one more promise, next time you want me to help someone heal, as long as he is not a heinous person, I promise to help and do my best, even if it will make me unable to use my true qi for a long time." ”
Wang Minghui's eyes lit up, and with this promise, it was different. Last time, Zhang Guodong helped treat his grandson, and he got Zhang Guodong a restaurant and spent more than 3 million. This time, it seems that one million can be done, and there is no need to rush to beg Zhang Guodong, this business, do it!
As soon as Wang Minghui stretched out his hand, Rao Renyong handed him the checkbook and pen.
Brushing and brushing, a check for one million RMB was opened, and Wang Minghui handed it to Zhang Guodong: "Okay, this million, buy your feng shui goldfish, and you still owe me a promise." ”
"Remember, when you want me to fulfill my promise, you have to give me back that goldfish!"
Zhang Guodong put the check in his arms, and was relieved to hear the prompt of the completion of the task. ~~ Ask for recommendations, ask for collections