Chapter Thirty-Seven: Half a Centennial Winter Ginseng!
Jiang Ning seemed to be smiling, Yu She appeared in the first place in the vice city, and he was a little surprised.
"Jiang, Mr. Jiang ......"
Yu She was even more surprised, he came to report about the project, but learned that a noble person was coming.
I heard that it is the master of the first son of the vice city!
Could it be that it's this Jiangning! Thinking of his previous performance, he suddenly panicked.
"Where is Commissioner Yu, in front of you, I, the vice president, don't dare to be."
Jiang Ning sneered, if you give him a look on the face, and you have to greet him with a smile, then it won't be him!
"Less, what's going on! Did you upset Mr. Jiang? Well? ”
Qin Guoliang's face turned cold, Jiang Ning is their Qin family's great benefactor, and he is also a little assistant who can be provoked?
"Deputy city head, misunderstanding, really misunderstanding......"
Yu She was frightened, although his emotional intelligence is not high and he is a poor person, he still looks at his face when he is in this circle all the year round.
His face was incredulous, the vice president of a small company turned out to be the first nobleman in the vice city!
"Humph!"
Qin Guoliang was sitting precariously, but he snorted coldly.
"Jiang, Mr. Jiang, I just took over the project, I am ignorant, please forgive me. I'm sorry for serving you tea. ”
Yu She didn't dare to slack off, her lips turned white with fright, and she got up and served tea with both hands to ask for forgiveness.
Jiang Ning's face was expressionless, after all, this was Qin Buju's home, but he didn't continue to investigate, just picked up the tea and put it aside and said, "Commissioner Yu laughed, our company still depends on you!" ”
Jiang Ning's move, Qin Guoliang and Lu Zhengzhong glanced at each other, and both of them thought deeply.
The young man didn't drink this cup of tea, which means that he is not qualified in the society, but as for the sentence he said, he also gave the other party a step.
Words and deeds, not only show their position, but also give face, this person is not simple!
"Less, thank you Doctor Jiang...... Then, there's nothing to do with you here......" Qin Guoliang reminded appropriately.
"Yes, yes, thank you Doctor Jiang, I, I just have some things to deal with, so let......'s go."
Yu She was sweating profusely and didn't dare to stay any longer.
As soon as Yu She left, the meal was opened here, and the two city heads with great weight in Sichuan, as well as the deputy city heads, sat on both sides, and the right position was Qin Buju's grandfather Qin Yuanchao.
"Doctor Jiang, old man, I'll give you a toast, thank you."
Old Man Qin got up and raised his glass, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes that were as sharp as knives.
"Old man, you're so polite."
Old Man Qin is a member of the War Department, which Qin Buju has mentioned, Jiang Ning has respected soldiers all his life and has not neglected in the slightest.
What's more, the old man was polite, and there was no shelf, so he got up and lowered his hand holding the wine glass as low as possible.
Respect, reasonableness.
"Master, you are our family's great benefactor, you are too polite."
Qin Buju smirked.
Qin Guoliang on the side couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this, his son was almost the same age as this Jiang Divine Doctor, but his mood was very different.
This stinky boy can only play handsome, and then look at the other Jiang Divine Doctor, and he is neither humble nor arrogant in the face of the old man.
The gap is clear at a glance!
"Doctor Jiang, you can afford this glass of wine. Old man, I didn't bother people for this stinky boy, but in the end there was no result! ”
"You know, our Qin family has a lineage, just such a stinky boy......"
"I almost thought it was ...... Forget it, I'm happy today, don't talk about those unhappy things! ”
Old Man Qin raised his wine glass and drank it all, his face immediately flushed.
In this way, several people have drunk three rounds and cooked five flavors.
Old Man Qin suddenly took out a beautiful gift box, opened it carefully, and put it on the table.
"Doctor Jiang, old man, I think it's too cheesy to give money, the antique picture scroll seems hypocritical, this half of a hundred and fifty-year-old winter ginseng is hard to find, you are a divine doctor, I think...... It is more appropriate to send this. ”
Jiang Ning's eyes lit up, and the winter ginseng that was more than 100 years old was indeed what he needed. But as soon as I heard that it was half one, a trace of disappointment immediately flashed in my eyes.
Looking up, it verified what I thought, this winter ginseng only has the upper half, and the most important root is not there.
"Dad, this winter ginseng is a ...... cure for your asthma."
Qin Guoliang was stunned, he never expected that the old man would give this heavy gift.
"Out of the way......"
Old Man Qin shook his head, looked at Jiang Ning again, and said, "Doctor Jiang, a little sincerity, please accept it." ”
Seeing this, Jiang Ning shook his head and said, "Old man, this half of the winter ginseng is useless to me. ”
"Please also tell the old man where the other half of this winter ginseng goes......"
After hearing Jiang Ning's words, Old Man Qin was also slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but smile.
He thought that it was a valuable gift, but Doctor Jiang didn't even take a fancy to it.
"Doctor Jiang, this gift from Elder Qin is not a small gift! Don't be too greedy! ”
Lu Zhengzhong, the head of the city, who had not spoken much, felt that Jiang Ning was opening his mouth and wanted Qin Lao to send a whole winter ginseng, so he couldn't help frowning.
One hundred and fifty years of winter ginseng, even if it is only the first half, is already worth more than 100 million.
The other half is even more sky-high!
"This, the head of Lu City...... Doctor Jiang, I shouldn't mean that. ”
Qin Guoliang hurriedly played a round.
As Lu Zhengzhong, if he hadn't learned that his father had returned from the War Department, he wouldn't have been invited to come, and he didn't want things to be too stiff.
"I do want a whole winter ginseng plant."
Jiang Ning did not hide his purpose.
Qin Guoliang was slightly embarrassed.
"Doctor Jiang, everyone wants good things. But sometimes, it is necessary to talk about ability, if there is no ability, it is a hot artichoke. ”
Lu Zhengzhong looked unaccustomed to Jiang Ning, got up and said to Qin Lao: "Qin Lao, your eyes have always been bright, but you can't let some people with bad intentions deceive you." ”
"I still have some things on my side, so I'll go first."
Lu Zhengzhong was about to leave after speaking.
Jiang Ning ignored him, then took out a small yellowed notebook and handed it to Qin Laodao: "Old man, I do need the roots of the Centennial Winter Spirit Ginseng, but I just hope you can tell me the whereabouts of ......"
"This is some martial arts cultivation experience, and it is a gift I gave to Qin Buju..."
Lu Zhengzhong, who was originally going to leave, couldn't hold his face a little after hearing this, after this operation, did he become a villain?
"Martial arts? Hmph, I, Lu Zhengzhong, have been the head of the market for many years, and I have read countless people, but I haven't heard of anyone who will give away martial arts experience, Doctor Jiang? Could it be that you are still a martial arts master? ”
There is such a thing as martial arts cultivation experience, but any master will hide it, and to put it bluntly, it is a secret that is not passed on.
Giving away?
Unless you are a disciple, you will never share it with others!
"Lu Shishou, I have no grievances with you, right?"
Jiang Ning frowned, this person was innocent of himself, and it was inevitable that he would be unhappy.
"What do you mean?" Lu Zhengzhong's face is ugly, a little Chinese medicine practitioner, dare to be disrespectful to himself?
Isn't it too arrogant?
"This, this, this is actually a martial arts mastery, even, there is an internal strength and mental method! Jiang, Doctor Jiang, you, you really want to give this to your grandson! ”
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