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"There are some speculations. Some of these medicinal materials may not belong to the ingredients of the medicinal materials themselves." When Xu Qiang observed the aura of the medicinal materials just now, he found that the aura was a bit wrong, and some were rather dim.

"Are you saying that someone poisoned it?" Hearing the ingredients that did not belong to the medicinal material itself, Mr. Sun immediately thought of someone poisoning.

"It's not poison, it should be an ingredient that is very beneficial to the body." Xu Qiang took out a century-old ginseng and directly opened a root.

Then took it to the nose and smelled it, and smelled a familiar smell, it is a kind of overbearing tonic mainly made of ginseng!
It can even be called the medicine of tigers and wolves, and the effect of replenishing the body is very strong.

"It's not poison?" Mr. Sun was surprised.

"What isn't poison to others is poison to you."

"What do you mean?" Mr. Sun was a little confused.

A tonic is a tonic, and a poison is a poison.

How can it be good for other people's health, but it is harmful and poisonous for him. Could it be that he is allergic to this ingredient?

Thinking of this, Mr. Sun shook his head secretly again.

His health is normal and he has no specific allergic symptoms.

"Have you ever heard of the inadequacy that cannot be replenished?"

"I've heard that it's because of my poor health that I can't enjoy great tonics at all!"

"That's right, old man, you are getting old now, especially before I operated on you, because of the influence of the heart, the function of other organs is not good, and the ingredients of this kind of supplement need to be absorbed by organs with good function !"

"It seems that some people really have good intentions!" Old Master Sun's face sank.

As the saying goes, a long illness makes a doctor. He has been sick for too long and received treatment for a very long time. Although it did not make him a famous doctor, it made him have more medical knowledge than ordinary people.

He understood what Xu Qiang meant.

This tonic ingredient, if taken, will increase the pressure on his body organs, and as he gets older, his body functions will decline.

If external pressure is added, problems will arise sooner or later.

"Xiao Xu, is it possible that this ingredient is naturally formed?"

"These two plants of ginseng and the two ganoderma lucidum should have come from different places and were picked separately, but they all contain this ingredient. Sir, do you think it is natural or man-made?" Xu Qiang didn't answer directly.

He didn't answer directly, but Mr. Sun understood.

He gave Xu Qiang four kinds of medicinal materials, which were of different types and origins, and even the picking time was very different.

If it is a naturally occurring ingredient, it certainly does not contain all of it.

And now Xu Qiang has checked everything, and it's all there!
This shows that it is man-made, someone deliberately joined later, and wanted to kill him quietly.

"Xiao Xu, I'm really sorry. I wanted to give you some medicinal materials, but I didn't expect that there are problems with the medicinal materials!" Mr. Sun said apologetically.

In the end, he sent Xu Qiang away and promised to find another batch of medicinal materials for Xu Qiang.

When Xu Qiang saw Old Man Sun's face full of evil spirits, he knew that someone must be in trouble. Old Man Sun would never let someone who poisoned others be easily let go.

As soon as he returned to the group, the front desk told Xu Qiang that someone was waiting for him.

When I came to the small conference room, I saw a big fat man in his 50s, with small eyes rolling around, and he seemed to be a person with a lively mind.

"Hello Mr. Xu, I'm Fang Xiusheng, nice to meet you!" Seeing Xu Qiang walk in, a fat man in his 50s stood up.

Smiling, she took the initiative to walk in front of Xu Qiang, and reached out to shake hands.

"Mr. Fang, hello, please sit down!"

"You're welcome!"

"I heard that Mr. Fang has been waiting for me for half an hour. Sorry, I have something to do outside. I just came back. Is there anything urgent for you?"

"Let me introduce myself again. I am a member of the Antique Association. The tortoiseshell folding fan you bought was commissioned by me for sale!"

"The owner of the tortoiseshell folding fan?" Hearing Fang Xiusheng's self-introduction again, Xu Qiang already guessed the purpose of his visit, it must be to fold the tortoiseshell fan.

After all, when it was sold on-site at the cultural festival, the selling price was only 900 million yuan, but it was actually Lu Zigang's work, and the material was the top-quality organic gem tortoiseshell, so the fake sale would never be less than [-] million yuan.

Comparing 900 million with [-] million, the difference is too big.

When Xu Qiang bought it, he guessed that the owner of the tortoise shell folding fan would definitely not let it go, because the loss was too great.

According to Xu Qiang's analysis, the owner of the tortoiseshell folding fan is most likely to go to the Antique Association to settle accounts and ask them to compensate for the loss.

Of course, there is a certain possibility to come to him to settle accounts.

And now that Fang Xiusheng came, it just proved Xu Qiang's guess.

"I see!" Xu Qiang pretended not to understand, pretending to be stupid.

He bought the tortoise shell in public, and there are formal buying and selling procedures, so it is legal. It is impossible for him to hand it over easily.

Moreover, Fang Xiusheng also found the wrong person. He should find the person directly responsible, that is, find the Antique Association that he commissioned to appraise and sell to compensate for the loss, not the buyer Xu Qiang.

"I said I am the owner of the tortoiseshell folding fan!"

"I heard it!" Xu Qiang continued to pretend to be stupid.

"I like the tortoiseshell folding fan very much, and I sold it on impulse. Now I want to buy it back for my own collection, and ask Mr. Xu to cut it off."

"can!"

"Uh, thank you so much!" Fang Xiusheng was taken aback for a moment.

He didn't expect Xu Qiang to be so happy. It was different from the situation he expected when he went through all kinds of hardships and rubbed his tongue into blisters.

"You're welcome, what price do you offer?"

"I'll pay 800 million!"

"Wait, how much did you say you paid?"

"I'll pay 800 million!"

"I bought it for 900 million yuan, and now you want to spend 800 million yuan to buy it back. Are you dreaming?" Xu Qiang's face suddenly darkened.

If Fang Xiusheng offered a suitable price, such as [-] million yuan, although Xu Qiang would earn a little less, he was willing to return the property to the original owner.

But now he gave 800 million, which is lower than what Xu Qiang paid for it. How could Xu Qiang agree?

"Mr. Xu, listen to me. When we sign a consignment contract with the Antiques Association, we will charge 900% of the fee. Although you bought it for 720 million, I can only get [-] million..."

"What does it matter to me how much you can get?" Xu Qiang interrupted Fang Xiusheng directly.

He believed what Fang Xiusheng said was true, but it had nothing to do with him.

If you want to take it back, you must be sincere.

Even if it was the original price, Xu Qiang couldn't possibly agree to it, let alone a lower price than the original price. Xu Xiang really wanted to knock Fang Xiusheng's head open to see what kind of brain circuit it was?

Because as long as it is a normal person, it is impossible to buy it back at the original price, and it must be redeemed at a higher price.

Because the current tortoiseshell folding fan, although still the original tortoiseshell folding fan, is still the same work, but the meaning is quite different. After it is proved to be Lu Zigang's work, the value has increased by at least ten times.

"But my loss is too great..."

"You have a big loss, so you should find the person who caused you the loss, and you shouldn't come to me. I'm not doing charity..." Xu Qiang didn't want to talk anymore.

He could see that it was impossible for Fang Xiusheng to pay a high price.

Let alone 1000 million, I am afraid that [-] million will not be given out.

"But the tortoiseshell folding fan is mine!"

"Correction, it used to be yours, but now it's mine."

"You bought a tortoiseshell folding fan worth 900 million yuan for only [-] million yuan. You are a fraud. Do you believe I will sue you?" Seeing that Xu Qiang did not agree, Fang Xiusheng slapped the table.

"Whatever you want, you can go now!" Xu Qiang served tea to see off the guests.

He completed the transaction in full view, and he was responsible for identifying that it was not him, so it was impossible to constitute a fraud.

What's more, the antique trade has the characteristics of the antique trade, relying entirely on eyesight to eat, such a situation is called picking up leaks, and it is a thrilling game.

People with good eyesight can eat delicacies from mountains and seas.

People with poor eyesight can hardly get enough food and clothing by eating bran and swallowing vegetables.

Fang Xiusheng finally left in a huff. Before leaving, he yelled at Xu Qiang that this matter was not over, the tortoise shell folding fan belonged to him, and he would definitely take it back.

They even warned Xu Qiang that if Xu Qiang didn't return his things to him today, he must make Xu Qiang pay the price tomorrow and return him with interest.

Xu Qiang scoffed at this, and didn't take it to heart at all.

When Fang Xiusheng was looking for Xu Qiang, in Huo Yongjian's townhouse, a guest came who surprised him, his brother Chen Shenghui.

The senior brother in his memory had always had flowing long hair. No matter what the situation, he never changed his hairstyle. He was very dedicated.

However, Chen Shenghui, who entered the door today, has short, lean hair, very short, clinging to his scalp, and he can directly see the graying scalp.

"Brother, why do you have short hair?" Huo Yongjian was shocked.

"The weather is a bit hot recently, and short hair is cooler!" Chen Shenghui's face suddenly became very ugly. Is he willing to wear short hair?

Of course not, the problem is not to keep short hair.

When he taught Xu Qiang a lesson in the underground parking lot, he didn't expect to be taught a lesson by Xu Qiang. His long hair was cut off like a dog chewed by playing cards.

There are long and short, and there is no way to remedy it.

And he is a person who hates wigs very much. He has no choice but to cut his hair short, and the short hair is close to the scalp.

It will take at least a few years to regain a shawl-length hair.

As soon as he thought of this, a face that made his teeth itch that he hated appeared in his mind, Xu Qiang, the person who made him have to shave his hair short.

"Is the weather hot recently?" Hearing his brother's answer, Huo Yongjian felt very baffled, because the temperature has been cooling down, not rising.

It was only when he saw his brother's expression that he realized that something was wrong.

I'm afraid the senior brother has something hard to say, so I can't continue to ask.

"Senior brother, it's great that you are here, you must avenge me and punish Xu Qiang severely!" Deciding not to care about his senior's hairstyle anymore, Huo Yongjian mentioned Xu Qiang.

As soon as Xu Qiang was mentioned, he felt pain in his right arm again.

His Tesuji had already been connected, and the operation was performed by an expert, and the operation was very successful, but the expert told him that it was completely impossible.

Although daily life is definitely not a problem, he must never engage in difficult and high-precision work anymore, which is tantamount to announcing that he has withdrawn from the poker stage.

Hearing the expert's verdict, he was determined to kill Xu Qiang.

"Don't worry, senior brother will definitely seek justice for you and make Xu pay the price!" Chen Shenghui gritted his teeth again when he heard his senior brother mention Xu Qiang.

Every time he thought of Xu Qiang, he would feel a chill in his head.

Because his long hair was cut short by Xu Qiang.

"Master, senior brother, why does it look like you hate Xu Qiang more than I do?" Huo Yongjian was taken aback. When the senior brother mentioned Xu Qiang, the expression on his face was so ferocious, even full of evil spirit, that he couldn't help but shudder. Do you want to help me avenge, or does my brother have a grudge against Xu Qiang?