One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

On the other side, Han Jialiang was still waiting for news from Ling Qiong, excited and nervous.

He sent someone to confirm the news again and again, to confirm that the news that Zhuangfu wanted to sell the secret recipe was true.

Now I just wait for Lingqiong...

"No news yet?" Qi Jiao had been with Han Jialiang for the past two days, and seeing that Han Jialiang was restless, she asked aloud.

"without."

He called yesterday, but she didn't answer.

This is not a small matter, and Han Jialiang didn't dare to press too hard.

At this moment, Han Jialiang received a text message from Lingqiong.

Qi Jiao: "What did she say?"

Han Jialiang restrained his excitement, "She agreed, but the deal has to be done through a middleman."

"A middleman?" Qi Jiao was puzzled: "Why do you need to go through a middleman?"

Han Jialiang: "She said that all the news has been released now, and she originally said that the highest price wins. If you trade privately now, you will lose the trust of others, which is not good for the current situation of the dealer. And it is safer to go through a middleman."

Qi Jiao thought for a while, "It seems to be right, so that others will not know that you bought it, so as not to cause trouble."

Han Jialiang replied to Lingqiong, asking for the contact information of the middleman.

Seeing the transaction amount, Qi Jiao was a little surprised: "Ah Liang, is this too high?"

"There is no way now. If you don't buy it, the old guy will sell it to someone else."

Han Jialiang really wanted to be an empty-handed white wolf at the beginning.

But now the situation does not allow.

It was impossible for Zhuang Mianmian to give him this thing for nothing now.

"It's okay, I can make as much money as I want in the future." Han Jialiang is very confident: "You can see that the dealers are like this now, but the old brands they operate, even if they are not well managed, they still have customers every day."

"Why did those guests go? It's not because of their signboard."

It's just that those turnovers can't block the banker's loss of funds at all, and can't save the banker.

Han Jialiang snorted coldly: "That old bastard is stupid, he guards the golden mountain and doesn't know how to dig."

Qi Jiao still hesitated: "But this is a lot of money..."

With this money, they basically have no money in their accounts.

Han Jialiang's eyes were full of confidence: "When I get the secret recipe, what else will my dad have to say? My cheap brother is not qualified to compete with me for the position of heir."

Qi Jiao: "I still feel more cautious."

Han Jialiang: "I know, don't worry."

The two discussed the whole matter carefully again, and found nothing suspicious.

The source of the news is credible, and there are other news to support it.

As for Zhuang Mianmian... It's been a bit weird these days, but her family is in that situation, and she can't be as carefree as before. It's normal to be in a bad mood.

Ling Qiong didn't do anything particularly 'smart' in front of Han Jialiang except for occasionally not paying attention to Han Jialiang.

Han Jialiang was confident that based on his understanding of Zhuang Mianmian, he arrogantly felt that there could be no problem with her.

Han Jialiang contacts the middleman and prepares for the deal.

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Two days later.

Han Jialiang transferred the deposit, but the middleman had to collect the full amount before he could give him the secret recipe.

Of course Han Jialiang refused, fearing that he would be deceived, he called Ling Qiong.

Lingqiong said that she didn't care about this and left the responsibility to the intermediary.

Han Jialiang had no choice but to discuss with the middleman.

Finally, discuss face-to-face transactions.

The middleman also agreed.

The transaction process went smoothly, and he deliberately brought a professional person there. The paper of the secret recipe was yellowed and old, and it looked like an antique.

Han Jialiang also brought professional people, fearing that there might be problems with the secret recipe.

The other party only showed them two secret recipes, but there was nothing wrong with the secret recipe. It was the same as what they had researched in private, except that there were a few more ingredients and seasonings that they didn't expect.

After being reminded by Qi Jiao to be cautious all day long, Han Jialiang decided to withhold a little of the final payment.

The middleman was straightforward this time, and let him try it casually, and if he had any problems, he would come to him.

Han Jialiang was full of confidence and asked people to quickly make it according to the secret recipe.

That night, Han Jialiang received a call: "Master, it's not right!"

"What's wrong?" Han Jialiang's heart skipped a beat.

"Come and see for yourself."

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Mu's Villa.

Mu Dongling looked at the little girl lying leisurely on the sofa, and his eyebrows twitched several times.

He pushed the wheelchair over: "Miss Zhuang, do you still remember what you are here for?"

Ling Qiong blurted out: "Fuck you."

Ling Qiong's voice was very low, Mu Dongling couldn't hear it clearly, and asked suspiciously, "What did you say?"

Ling Qiong sat up and straightened her skirt, "I said, I remember."

"This is your memory?" Mu Dongling stared at the sofa he had been robbed of, with complicated emotions.

People who didn't know thought she was sick.

She really doesn't think of herself as an outsider.

Ling Qiong got up quickly, and dog-legged him back to her throne.

"Master, do you want some water?"

"Don't drink."

"Master, do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat."

"Look, I want to serve you, but you don't want it." Lingqiong spread her hands: "It's not my fault."

Mu Dongling endured the distorted face: "Miss, I just finished eating."

Ling Qiong let out an 'oh', and then asked: "Does the young master need to go to the bathroom? I can help you there."

"...shut up." Yin and Yang said strangely.

Ling Qiong wanted to say something, but was stared at by Mu Dongling, she had no choice but to swallow it back, and spread her hands helplessly.

The phone on Lingqiong's coffee table rang.

Mu Dongling saw who was calling at a glance.

While rubbing her face, Ling Qiong answered the phone with a sweet voice: "Jia Liang, what's the matter?"

Han Jialiang didn't know what he said, he sounded a little excited.

But Lingqiong smiled even more kindly, but her tone was a little surprised, "How could this be? It's impossible, I took it out of the safe myself...you...you doubt me?"

The tone of surprise turned into grievance: "Why would I do such a thing? I didn't intend to give it to you at the time. You asked for it yourself... It's still my fault now."

Han Jialiang didn't know what to say, Ling Qiong's tone softened again.

"I really don't know what's going on. I haven't contacted him since I handed the things over to him...the final payment? No...you called him the final payment? Did you call him without verifying the authenticity?"

Ling Qiong's words choked Han Jialiang.

Ling Qiong first turned back and played the role of a poor little guy who hadn't received the final payment and lost the secret recipe to the fullest, and finally hung up the phone without saying a word to call the police.

"call……"

Holding the mobile phone, Ling Qiong turned her head and met Mu Dongling with a strange expression.

Ling Qiong blinked her eyes, looked around, and squeezed out a 'kind' smile.

Mu Dongling's head was full of question marks, each bigger than the other.

Let's not talk about her weird face change just now, just talk about what she said, it doesn't sound right at all!

"What did you do to Han Jialiang?" Mu Dongling recovered his voice and asked calmly.

"Let him know that people's hearts are sinister." Ling Qiong smiled shyly, and then flattened the arc of the corner of her mouth: "This is the price."

Mu Dongling: "..." The price? The price of cheating?

Mu Dongling suspected that the eldest lady made him listen on purpose.

But he didn't know why she let him hear it on purpose.

——Every krypton is empty——

Mu Dongling: I understand every word, but what does it mean when combined?

Little Fairy: It means to vote.