Volume 1 Little Rich is An Leisurely Pastoral Chapter 627 On the Thickness of the Elderly's Skin
"I can't help you."
The thick old voice could be heard in the distance at the door, Yang Xiaole rubbed the corners of his eyebrows, he really didn't understand why these people always like to find trouble for themselves
"What are you here for, I still know a little bit about Hong Yan's character, his time is so precious, how can he come to me for such a trivial matter. β
Yang Xiaole was not in a good mood, so he didn't get up to greet him, he sat directly on the stool and looked at the person who came coldly, and even was so arrogant that he still looked lazy and leaning.
If ordinary people dare to put on such a posture in front of Old Mr. Murong, let alone discuss it in a good voice, I am afraid that they will directly scold or leave.
But this time is different, Yang Xiaole does have such proud capital in front of him, and he should indeed be so arrogant.
"Heck, you don't understand, sometimes a lot of things can be changed. Murong didn't need to be beckoned to go in and sit, and waved his hand at Liu Caiying, "Let's talk for a while, you can go with your business, you don't need to entertain us." β
Yang Xiaole rolled his eyes silently, as if he was very familiar with them, obviously he only added a few noodles.
"If you still have something to do, then I won't bother. β
Yuan Chengshu and Chu Ci also stood up one after another, he wanted to leave, but Chu Ci was a little hesitant, after all, Yang Xiaole's current state was not as good as usual, what if these people suddenly had bad intentions
"Okay, Chu Ci, you can go out first, it's okay here, don't worry, I can still handle this little thing." β
Yang Xiaole saw Chu Ci's hesitation and worry, he smiled and signaled that he was fine, now it was Mr. Murong and Hong Yan who were a little helpless, they really just came to thank people, how could it be that they seemed to be in danger.
"Hehe, this was thanks to you at the time, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to save my legs. β
The person is almost gone, Murong is also a person with excellent eyesight, and feels that this is the moment for him to play his best, Hong Wei sat down next to the stool suspiciously, looking at the old man's eyes shining, and felt that if it was passed out, I am afraid that no one would believe it.
"You guys won't just talk about this, everyone is gone, you might as well open the skylight and say something. β
Yang Xiaole listened to it for a long time
I didn't hear anything famous, and I had serious doubts about Mr. Murong's decisive character before, is this still the same person who said the same thing before, how to talk about it this time is not to get to the point.
"Ahem," Hong Yan coughed twice on the side and reminded, "That master, you're almost done, I can't even look at it." β
This flattering look on his face, at first glance, is asking for help, it is not a simple thank you at all, they have brought a lot of things this time, all of them are middle-aged and elderly supplies, Murong is planning to attack the people around Yang Xiaole, and if he can't do it, he can leave a good impression.
"That's right. "I haven't been able to wait for the master to get to the point, Hong Yan is an anxious person again, and he feels embarrassed for Mr. Murong "My master said that he wants to accept you as his disciple, not an ordinary disciple, he will give you the highest authority, you can be my senior brother directly." β
Hong Yan didn't have anything wrong when he said this, he didn't have any meaning to Yang Xiaole when he entered the door but wanted to be his senior brother, and he agreed very much, after all, the strength of the people was there.
"Impossible" Yang Xiaole refused directly, and gave his own answer without thinking for a second; "If you want me to be your disciple, don't even think about it"
"I really don't think about it" Old Mr. Murong was slightly stunned, he felt that he couldn't get over it on his face, this has always been held by others, chasing after the old gentleman who begged to accept disciples, and for the first time, he took the initiative, but he refused.
"You must know that my reputation in the Chinese medicine industry is not ordinarily high, as my disciple, many things can be much more convenient, and I am guilty that your refinery and company can double its profits. β
Old Mr. Murong is also a person who has lived for some years, not only his thick skin, but also his mouth-wrenching skills, but for the iron-hearted Yang Xiaole, it is all in vain.
"You don't have to say anything, I don't have to worry about what I say to you, I don't care about fame, I don't care about the company's profits, and I can do these things myself, why sacrifice myself"
Old Mr. Murong and Hong Yan's faces changed, the word sacrifice was used very cleverly, and it was clear that Yang Xiaole was sarcastic that they had no ability to be their master and junior brother, and they wanted to get angry, but the truth seemed to be not much different from this.
"Okay, don't persuade me anymore, it's better to look for other candidates as soon as possible if you waste time with me here. β
Yang Xiaole yawned and stretched, he wanted to sleep a little, and pointed to the direction of the door to send off the guest, "The two of you are good to go, don't send it." β
"Master, let's go first, it's useless to spend it here. β
Hong Yan pulled his master, and saw that he had been staring at Yang Xiaole, his eyes seemed to be like a fierce beast staring at his prey, and he couldn't swear to give up.
"You go back first, you still have to work, I'll live here, tell your sister, let her move over, anyway, there are so many houses on this Fushou Street, I can rent one at will, and I'll spend it here with you"
If it is really a person, the more he lives, the more he goes back, when Hong Yan understands what he is going to do, he can't wait to find a crack in the ground and get in, how old is this still playing this trick with others, if it weren't for his master, Hong Yan would want to turn around and leave directly.
"No, you have a problem, aren't you just a disciple, one less has no impact on you, isn't it enough to have such a proud protΓ©gΓ© as Hong Yan, and isn't he your closed disciple, are you closed, what else do you collect?"
Yang Xiaole didn't expect this person to do this, if he really let him move to Fushou Street, would he still be able to live in peace in the future
"You roar, you can yell at will, anyway, I'm old, and my skin is thicker than the walls of the Great Wall, no matter what you say, you can't shake my decision, I'm a stubborn person, and anyone's words are useless. β
Yang Xiaole was angry, but he also ran into a nail, the kind that couldn't get it down, he turned his eyes to Hong Yan's body, this person was thin-skinned and sensible, he knew that the twisted melon was not sweet, and wanted him to help persuade him, but the result was still useless, it seemed that he really responded to Mr. Murong's words, and it was useless for anyone to come.
, As a last resort, Yang Xiaole can only let this person live on Fushou Street, although this is his territory in private, but on the surface it is still a harmonious street, some people want to rent out the house, and some people want to rent a house, what can he do
"Whatever you want, I really can't compete with you in this regard. β
Yang Xiaole walked out directly, and when he passed by Hong Yan, his face was not very good, he was angry and weak, and he looked like he didn't have anything to do with me.