After a long time, Qin Laoqi proposed another way, that is, to go back to Jiang Yang to ask for raw materials.

"When I left China, I contacted aloe vera farmers in Zhejiang, Jiangsu, Guangzhou, Fuzhou and other regions, and Tang Group had asked for aloe vera from them. According to this point in time, they should still have a lot of raw materials in their hands, at least to get through the gap period of building a factory in Namibia. ”

Under the setting sun, Qin Laoqi said with the phone.

"That's all there is to it."

Qin Hongsheng thought for a while and added: "This Jiang Yang has a holiday with us, he already holds a grudge against An Shengsen's matter, and this buyout of the patented technology is related to us, I don't think he will give us the raw materials so easily." ”

Qin Laoqi snorted coldly: "It's just a matter of becoming a king or defeating a king, now that the patents and technologies are all in our hands, it's useless for them to ask for those aloe vera, it's a big deal that we will raise the price for him." It's a matter of time before he cleans him up, and when the Blue Whale is straightened out, I'm going to let this Jiang Yang spit out all the money he took. ”

Qin Hongsheng said: "If this Jiang Yang is not cleaned up, it will be a disaster sooner or later if he stays." In this way, you go back to China first, and I will go to Huazhou with you. ”

……

Huazhou, Tang Group Industrial Park.

In the empty factory building, the sound of "bang" and "bang" kept coming, and the metal made a "squeak, squeak, wow" sound under the huge pulling force.

Inside the octagonal cage.

Jiang Yang was naked, in black shorts, sweat dripping down his hair on his eyebrows, the muscles on his back were bulging, and every time he threw a punch at the fist pile, the green tendons on his right arm would burst out.

The rhythm of the three promotions and one long blow is very strong, three punches and one elbow, three punches and one leg, over and over again, and every blow is full force.

The inside of the fist pile is a round mixed metal with a diameter of five centimeters, and the periphery is wrapped with layers of linen cloth, unlike sandbags, such a fist pile is as hard as a rock, and the fist hits it like hitting the wall, which is strong and durable, but it is difficult for ordinary boxers to eat. Many extreme fighters usually train with this type of stake, because it is already common for them to kick a smashing slab or bend a steel bar, and their bones are far from being comparable.

There is no mistake

Only in this way can the special fist pile resist their crazy blows again and again.

At this time, what Jiang Yang was training was to use the head-on bone on his leg to hit the iron pillar-like fist pile.

Once upon a time on the UFC stage, the image of two legs colliding and one of the fighters' right leg broken in half on the spot was every mixed martial arts fighter's nightmare. Therefore, making one's bones harder is a must for every MMA fighter.

"Whew......!"

"Bang bang, bang!"

Sweat continued to drip on the non-slip ground of the octagonal tower, Jiang Yang's index knuckles, instep and the cheekbones of his calves were already red and blue, and Ban Cun and Wang Bing and others were shocked to see it.

Bancun is wearing a straight suit, and his long hair has been trimmed off, and he is a young man with a full inch head. Since the demolition of Qionghua Mountain that day, Bancun shaved his hair, did not go to the barbershop, and pushed it off with an electric knife himself.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Qin of Xinhong Company has arrived."

Shen Yitong walked in with high heels, and she was followed by two men, an old man and a young man, who were Qin Hongsheng and Qin Laoqi.

Jiang Yang's movements stopped, turned his head to look outside, then nodded slightly, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat on his face.

"Yo, Mr. Jiang still boxing?"

Qin Laoqi chuckled, then pushed the board open, sat on the chair with a big grin, and looked at Jiang Yang who was shirtless in the octagonal cage.

Jiang Yang looked at Qin Laoqi for two seconds, didn't say anything, but looked at Qin Hongsheng and asked, "What is the matter with Mr. Qin coming to me this time?" ”

Qin Hong straightened out the clothes on his body, sat on the chair and said, "I heard that all the aloe vera in Jiangsu and Zhejiang has been ordered by the Tang Group. ”

Jiang Yang threw the towel aside and nodded: "There is such a thing." ”

Qin Hongsheng said: "At present, the patented technology has been under the name of Blue Whale, the main ingredient of this technology is aloe vera, Blue Whale has no technology but no raw materials, this fault makes the market lose a lot, Mr. Jiang, transfer the technology but not give raw materials, this is not kind." ”

Jiang Yang smiled slightly after hearing this: "I have long heard that the father and son of the Qin family are shameless, but I didn't expect to be so shameless, it really opened my eyes." ”

Qin Laoqi was furious when he heard this, and suddenly got up and pointed at Jiang Yang's nose and scolded: "You say it again!" ”

Qin Hongsheng stretched out his hand to stop his angry son, looked at Jiang Yang and said: "Jiang Yang, the Tang Group is also a partner of the Blue Whale, if you don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, after all, you will have to rely on the Blue Whale to eat this bowl of rice in the future, and these aloe vera are of no practical use in your hands, it is better to sell this batch of goods to me and be a favor, how about it?" ”

Jiang Yang put his arm on the guardrail, looked at Qin Hongsheng and said with a smile: "The patent and technology let you two get over, right?" With your ingenuity, Bai Chengen must be used as cannon fodder by you, right? ”

Qin Hongsheng smiled awkwardly and said, "Since the thing has been sold, you don't have to ask whose family it belongs to." Now the question you have to consider is, whether to send the raw materials in my hand to Shanghai Market, or whether I will ask someone from the Blue Whale Board to come to you. ”

"Threaten me."

Jiang Yang smiled: "When I called my old man at that time, did you also use this trick?" ”

Qin Hongsheng's face was gloomy: "Jiang Yang, don't toast and don't eat and drink, I'll ask you one last time, do you give or not give something!" ”

Jiang Yang moved his wrist and looked at the father and son: "Give you two choices, one, you send a representative to come up and fight with me, and win me, I don't want a penny for this batch of goods, I will give it all to you." ”

The father and son of the Qin family glanced at each other.

"Second, let Qin Laoqi kneel down and kowtow to me three times, say grandpa, I was wrong, say a word, I will reward you with a ton of goods."

Jiang Yang said that he took two steps back to the center of the octagonal cage, and looked at the father and son with a smile.

"You!!"

Qin Hongsheng got up abruptly and pointed at Jiang Yang's nose with his right hand.

Qin Laoqi's eyes were cold, he tilted his head and stood up, and the corners of his mouth moved with an evil smile: "Are you looking for death?" ”

"Lawch!"

Qin Hongsheng looked back at his son.

Qin Laoqi chuckled: "Don't worry, Dad, I'll play with him." ”

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yitong stepped on his high heels and brought a pen and paper, and the four words on it were clearly visible: Disclaimer Agreement.

Jiang Yang looked at Qin Laoqi below and said, "I heard that you are very capable of fighting, have you waited for this day for a long time?" ”

Qin Laoqi unbuttoned his coat, his shirt wrapped around his strong muscles, looked at Jiang Yang and said: "I also give you two choices, one, MMA rules, finger gloves, punches, legs, elbows, knees, falls, including ground smashing punches, until one side has no ability to resist." Second, the rules of free fighting, boxing gloves, punches, legs, knees, how to fight you to choose. ”

At this time, Qin Laoqi was already full of confidence, he didn't know how many times he fought in this kind of ring match, he still remembered the picture of Jiang Yang and Bai Chengen fighting, and Qin Laoqi could only give two words for Jiang Yang's fighting level: weak chicken.

He thought that Jiang Yang would be frightened by his "professionalism", but Jiang Yang only smiled faintly: "What a coincidence, I will also choose the first one." ”