70s rebirth daily

Ferrets?

Song Fengchen frowned slightly, and said calmly, "I don't know who you are?"

"I'm Li Youzhong." The middle-aged man looked at Song Fengchen with keen eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I lost a ferret in my house some time ago. I wonder if you have seen it?"

Song Fengchen's eyes lingered on the middle-aged man's face for a long time. He waved the tracing talisman in his hand, and his tone became more and more hostile: "Is this your handwriting?"

Li Youzhong's eyes flickered slightly, and he was even more vigilant in his heart. He nodded: "Exactly, Mr. laughed at the small tricks. I hope to forgive you for disturbing me."

"The ferret you mentioned is indeed with me." Even though he said so, Song Fengchen didn't have the slightest intention to let Li Youzhong and others enter the door.

"That ferret is very important to my family. If Mr. can return it to Zhao, I will repay it to the Li family in the east of the town." Li Youzhong said solemnly with burning eyes.

"It's not a question of whether I want to return it." Song Fengchen looked at him and said lightly: "It is willing to live in my house, and for this it gave me two Polygonum multiflorum as a reward. I have already used Polygonum multiflorum, so I never threw it away." It makes sense."

These words fell into Li Youzhong's ears, and they were no different from excuses.

His face suddenly darkened, and he lowered his voice, with a taste of gnashing his teeth: "You want to take it for yourself?"

Song Fengchen frowned slightly: "No..."

"3 yuan," Li Youzhong interrupted him, "as long as you return the ferret to me, I will give you [-] yuan immediately."

Song Fengchen said calmly, "I've already said..."

"Fifty thousand." Li Youzhong was categorical. In his opinion, there was no problem that money could not solve.If there is, it must be because too little is given.

Song Fengchen looked impatient: "What do you want me to say?"

"You don't want to toast, you don't eat fine wine." It was the young man next to Li Youzhong who spoke. Although he didn't know why Li Youzhong was so afraid of Song Fengchen, it didn't prevent him from being furious.

"That ferret was originally owned by my Li family, but it came to your house because it was accidentally lost. It's fine if you don't take the initiative to return it. You still want to keep it for yourself. Do you really think my Li family is easy to bully? You know my uncle Who is it, the director of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, in this capital, one-third of the leading cadres above the sixth level are guests of my Li family."

"Enough is enough!" Li Youzhong shouted coldly.

The young man closed his mouth in resentment, and finally, he gave Song Fengchen a hard look.

"I'm sorry, my nephew's temper is a bit too straightforward, and what he said may not be nice, sir, don't take it to heart." Li Youzhong blushed, and said in a deep voice: "However, regarding that ferret, sir, you might as well say more. Think about it, and if you think the price is not suitable, just discuss it again. This way, it's good for you and me."

Song Fengchen didn't like him: "Why, you're starting to talk harshly. When you found this place, did you ever think about where it is?"

Bullying others, who wouldn't?

Li Youzhong was startled, but at this moment, a middle-aged man standing behind him approached his ear and said, "Patriarch, this seems to be a newly built government compound."

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Fengchen, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Li Youzhong's face sank.

Song Fengchen looked at him and said in a cold voice, "You don't look like a doctor whose mission is to help the world and save people."

Li Youzhong's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively told him that Song Fengchen meant something.

Without waiting for him to reply, Song Fengchen continued: "Your Li family said that you have kept that ferret for hundreds of years, how could it be possible that you have no feelings at all. Then, Mr. Li, can you tell me why it would rather stay with me than Go back to Li's house?"

The big guy came to the door only because of the pot of honeysuckle. The Li family relied on it to collect precious medicinal materials, so I'm afraid they couldn't wait to offer it up.It can obviously exchange medicinal materials and Song Fengchen for honeysuckle, while staying in Li's house to live a luxurious and corrupt life, but it chooses to live in his house to live a "poverty" life. What is it trying to do?

Song Fengchen thought it was strange before, but now he understands.

The young man didn't understand, so: "What do you mean?"

Li Youzhong's complexion changed drastically, he had already said this, if he didn't know that Song Fengchen had already cracked his secret, then he wouldn't have to stand here.

His pupils tightened, and his eyes became even more fearful: "You—"

Song Fengchen didn't plan to entangle him any longer, he took a step back and said, "No!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door slammed shut.

The young man pondered that something was wrong with the atmosphere, he turned his head to look at Li Youzhong with a gloomy face, inexplicably feeling that such a Li Youzhong was strange and terrifying.He shrank his neck and asked cautiously: "Uncle, what should we do now?"

"Go—" Li Youzhong growled.

After going downstairs, the young man regained his composure. He looked back at the building behind him, "Uncle, is that all?"

Without ferrets, how could his Li family get a foothold in the medical field.

how is this possible--

Li Youzhong's eyes were piercing, the ferret was a matter of his life and death, how could he let it go.

His brain started working quickly, and he almost blurted out: "Let's go find Mr. Zhang."

Just now, he was confused by Song Fengchen's words. Now that he thinks about it, the Li family has been operating in the capital for so many years, and he has seen many juniors from leading cadres' families above the sixth level. He really doesn't have much impression of Song Fengchen's face.

Thinking about it this way, Song Fengchen is either bluffing to intimidate them; or he is the junior of those veteran cadres who have been vindicated in the past few months. The vast majority of people are just holding idle jobs, the kind waiting to retire.

No matter what kind it is, with the help of Mr. Zhang, in the face of absolute power, he doesn't believe that Song Fengchen dares not return the ferret to him!

"Uncle, you forgot, Mr. Zhang is sick, and invited you to see him a few days ago." The young man reminded.

Li Youzhong's face froze, he really forgot about this matter.

He gritted his teeth: "It's okay, the big deal is to cure him."

What?

The young man scratched his head. When Li Youzhong went to see Mr. Zhang a few days ago, didn't he also say that Mr. Zhang was terminally ill and there was no way to recover?

"Let's go home and get the medicine first." Li Youzhong's eyes flickered slightly, the matter was at this point, he had no choice.And now he can only pray that Song Fengchen just finds out his secret, and has no intention of meddling in a short time.

As soon as Li Youzhong left, Cheng Hanfei arrived on the back.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Mr. Cheng is still handsome." Song Fengchen poured Cheng Hanfei a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Song is polite." Cheng Hanfei took a sip of coffee.

"I don't know why Mr. Cheng is here." Song Fengchen cut to the chase.

Cheng Hanfei put down the cup in his hand, and pointed to the three gift boxes he brought: "This is a gift for Mr. Song."

He pointed to the leftmost gift box: "Mr. Ding entrusted me to deliver this to you, saying it is a thank you gift."

Inside the carton was 2 yuan.

Ding Sijing came from Hong Kong, where British pounds and U.S. dollars were commonly used, and he didn't have much RMB on hand, and because he left in a hurry, he asked Cheng Hanfei to come to him.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Hanfei pointed to the box in the middle, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say before that if Mr. Song can help solve the Ding family's affairs, I will be settled, and there will be a generous gift. Well, this is my practice." Here comes the promise."

"Mr. Cheng is polite." Song Fengchen's eyes immediately fell on the gift box on the far right.

"As for this," Cheng Hanfei said seriously, "I have one more thing here, and I would like to ask Mr. Song for help."

"How to say?" Song Fengchen was in a good mood.

"A senior member of my family was ill some time ago, and the illness was very serious. The doctors who invited him said that he had collapsed and could not live for a few days. You know, the general election is coming soon, and his family is relying on him now. Supported by one person, if he is gone, the tea is cold, and the younger generations of his family who could have made further progress in this general election will be pulled down immediately."

"Because of this, he came up with the idea of ​​using ginseng to hang his life. Four days ago, the younger generation of his family did everything possible to get a wild ginseng that is said to be 3000 years old. Unexpectedly, after the old man swallowed a piece, he could drink it on the spot. The bed moved."

"At that time, his family only thought that he was returning to life, and almost cried to death. It turned out that as long as the old man had ginseng in his mouth, although his body was a little weaker, other aspects were similar to ordinary people, and he didn't look like he was going to die at all. appearance. But once he left the ginseng piece, he became paralyzed again within a short time."

"When did ginseng have such a great effect?" Cheng Hanfei said: "This makes us doubt whether the old man is really sick, or was he plotted against."

"It's really weird." Song Fengchen nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you. By the way, which old man is it?"

"Mr. Zhang Bingjun Zhang."