Yang Linglong didn't care about any shining star, she just wanted the lost guards to find her. But she can't live up to the fans' hearts, so it is imperative to broadcast live in the afternoon.

Zhang Dequan's convoy, eight cars in the front and eight cars in the back, the extended version of Lincoln is in the center, driving on the road, which can be said to be swaggering and full of style.

Ten minutes later, the convoy stopped in front of a restaurant, which was not high-end but very clean, and the steamed fish inside could be said to be a must.

Originally, according to Zhang Dequan's meaning, he wanted to invite Yang Linglong to a five-star Michelin-starred restaurant to eat, but in the end he didn't say it, for fear of losing his manners.

This restaurant is definitely not popular in Zhang Dequan's eyes, but if you want to put it outside, it can be regarded as high-end. This is the difference in identity, and the perspective of looking at people and things is also different.

Yang Linglong and the others entered a private room, while the bodyguards dined in the hall. The dishes were ordered by Yang Linglong, all of which were some green dishes, plus some health foods, and she also took into account Zhang Dequan's body.

The manager of this restaurant saw such a big pomp and asked the head chef to personally greet them with a unique skill, if they can satisfy the guests, this will be a big customer for the restaurant in the future.

"Miss Yang, you sit down first, and I'll answer the phone."

"Please."

At this time, Zhang Dequan's mobile phone rang, originally he didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he saw the caller, he didn't want to answer, it was none other than Mr. Tong.

So he confessed and answered the phone outside the private room.

"Hey, Mr. Tong, I don't know what to advise."

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Tong heard that Zhang Dequan was so confident, and immediately began to wonder, is he really not afraid of death, and dares to speak to himself like this.

"Mr. Zhang, Ming people don't say secret words, Tong thought about it carefully, 90% is indeed a bit much, so let's give me 70% of the shares, and I will take action to let you enjoy three more years of life."

Zhang Dequan secretly scolded, it's really special to die for money, and 70% of it is repaid, even if you don't look for a dime now. He thought so, but he wouldn't really say it. But it's okay for him to be sarcastic.

"Mr. Tong's kindness, Zhang thanked me, my son found me a doctor, yes, just now, other people's acupuncture and moxibustion skills are really magical, just after three or two strokes, I obviously feel better, as if back to the appearance of my youth. So I won't bother you with my illness, of course, I still want to thank you for your kindness. ”

When Mr. Tong heard Zhang Dequan say this, he didn't get angry but laughed:

"Mr. Zhang, is that the doctor your son told you last night, hahaha, you take the words of the Jianghu Warlock seriously, it's not me who boasted about Haikou, in this world, except for me who can let you live for three more years, I'm afraid no second person can have such a great ability."

As soon as he said this, Zhang Dequan didn't like to hear it, he had personally experienced Yang Linglong's acupuncture and moxibustion skills, and now he was still alive and well, as long as he took Yang Linglong's prescription, he believed that it would definitely be delayed until ten years later.

At that moment, he immediately retorted:

"Tong Lao, there is a good saying, there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, the doctor my son found for me is definitely better than you in terms of medical skills, and people have not taken a penny, this medical virtue can also be said to be hanging pots to help the world, to be a man, or to be humble."

As soon as Mr. Tong heard this, he was not calm, he was most afraid that others would say that he had medical skills but no medical ethics.

"Hmph, Mr. Zhang, sooner or later there will be a time when you regret it."

"You wait first, don't hang up the phone in a hurry, what I said is the truth, in this way, you are also a respected master in the medical field, I will send you a prescription prescribed to me by others, you can see it."

Zhang Dequan somewhat understands the character of this dead money, and knows that if he says something that others don't like to hear, others will hang up on him. But he just wants to be convinced that he wants money, so he plans to take a photo of the prescription and let Mr. Tong take a good look.

At the same time, he also confirmed that this prescription is really that magical.

Zhang Dequan's approach corresponds to what Yang Linglong said, businessmen have a lot of eyes.

Mr. Tong was angry, and someone dared to use medical skills in front of him, and he planned to sentence Zhang Dequan to death after reading this prescription, and give him a good blow.

"Okay, I'm going to see what the recipe is, it's so magical,"

In Zhang Dequan's heart, it can be regarded as a breath of relief to be able to hit this old guy, just having medical skills and no medical ethics, he is not worthy of the word doctor at all.

"Ding-dong! You have a new message, please pay attention to check. ”

Mr. Tong didn't believe that someone was better than him, and when he saw the photo sent over, he immediately zoomed in and took a closer look.

"This, this, this!"

Mr. Tong was incoherent, and he had already read the prescription.

The more he looked, the more shocked he became, there were 7749 kinds of medicinal materials, of which 48 Chinese medicinal materials were the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, which corresponded to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys of the human body.

There is also the last medicinal herb, called Heding Hong, which is a poison, even a little bit will poison ten adult men.

Mr. Tong closed his eyes and carefully scrutinized the prescription.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, excited.

"By the way, the five elements are born together, there is life only when there is death, this last poison is just the medicine of life, and even my master and his old man dare not take such a drug."

It's not that he doesn't dare, his master once said that such a prescription must be combined with the nine needles given by heaven to be given, otherwise it will be a poison prescription for people.

Only then did Mr. Tong remember that he had been secretly inquiring about the little girl who would be given nine needles by heaven, except for her, who in this world would be given nine needles by heaven.

Mr. Tong was very shocked, he planned to visit Zhang Dequan in person, he must ask for something useful, if he could, he would check Zhang Dequan's physical condition again.

In the restaurant, Yang Linglong had a beautiful meal and was very full.

"Miss Yang, thank you for your hospitality today, I will be the East another day, and please Miss Yang be sure to appreciate your face."

"Yes, Sister Linglong, you must come. By the way, Dad, we might as well buy a house in Pearl Garden, anyway, we all live in Shanghai, so it's better to be neighbors with Sister Linglong, isn't it better. ”

Zhang Dequan thought about it, he had promised his son to settle in Shanghai, but that was when he was dying, and now he .......

"Well, you have the final say, who called you my precious son."

In the end, Zhang Dequan still listened to Zhang Hao, and regretted it at this time, and the fun would be great after that, and he even suspected that if he repented, his baby son might have to turn his face with him and sever the father-son relationship.

The father and son wanted to be neighbors with themselves, but Yang Linglong didn't feel anything. If you have money, you buy it, it's normal.

This is also thanks to Yang Linglong, if it were someone else, he would definitely say that a local tyrant is a local tyrant, and buying a house is equivalent to buying vegetables as casually.

"Mr. Zhang is polite, by the way, I have something to do in the afternoon, take Zhang Hao to my house in the evening, and I'll take a good look at him."

At this time, it was already three o'clock, and if she didn't broadcast live, her fans would jump to their feet, and the message was urging and urging.

"Then there is Miss Lao Yang, and I will send someone to send you back."

When checking out, it was Yang Linglong who paid the bill, plus those bodyguards, and also ate more than 5,000 yuan to go out, but this was all small money for her.

Although she spends money like water, buys a car, buys a house, and lends it to Gu Yu, she still has more than 69 million in her mobile phone, she is rich, too rich.