My Beautiful CEO Wife

Yang Feng sat there indifferently, so he didn't pay attention to these people in front of him.

Lighting a cigarette, he smiled lightly and said, "Boss Jin, I'm here to discuss business with you."

"Businessmen pay attention to making money with harmony, don't draw your gun at every turn."

When Lao Jin heard this, he immediately laughed out loud.

"You kid is a bit interesting, and you are also courageous enough!"

"Then tell me, what business do you want to talk to me about? I only have arms here, nothing else."

Yang Feng took a puff of cigarette and exhaled slowly, "The business I want to discuss with you is related to Sang Kun of the Golden Triangle."

"So, you have to answer my question first. Is there any arms deal with Sang Kun? This is very important."

Hearing this, Lao Jin frowned, "Boy, what do you mean by keeping your mouth shut about Sang Kun?"

"It's nothing interesting, I just want to go to the Golden Triangle Base with you, that's all." Yang Feng smiled slightly.

Lao Jin sneered, "Your tone is really serious! You want to mix in my team and sneak into the Golden Triangle Base without anyone noticing!"

Yang Feng didn't deny it either, and nodded with a smile, "That's right, this is the deal! Boss Jin think about it."

"Hehe, you're such a weird guy! No one has ever dared to do this kind of deal with me."

Lao Jin smiled contemptuously, sneered at Yang Feng, and dismissed him.

Yang Feng didn't care, and said with a light smile, "Boss Jin is a businessman, so he should understand a truth."

"As long as the benefits are attractive enough, any business can be used, isn't it?"

Lao Jin looked at Yang Feng with great interest, "Your words are on point."

"As for what you want to do after sneaking into the Golden Triangle, it has nothing to do with me."

"But at this price, how much can you pay?"

Yang Feng flicked the cigarette ash, said with a smile: "It should be very fair to pay with your Boss Jin's life."

"I don't think you have any reason to refuse."

Hearing this, Lao Jin's expression changed instantly, and he became angry.

"Boy, are you playing tricks on me? I think you want to die!"

After the words fell, the younger brothers behind them pointed their guns at Yang Feng and the others.

Just waiting for Lao Jin to give an order, he immediately shot.

Yang Feng shook his head slightly, "It seems that Boss Jin can't sit down and discuss business with me calmly."

"If you can't agree on a business deal, then you can only reach an agreement!"

Whoosh...

Luo Xiaoying shot smoothly, and several poisonous needles flew out.

The speed is too fast, and the time is too short.

Including Lao Jin, none of the younger brothers behind him reacted.

After being hit by the poisonous needle, they were shocked and collapsed on the ground.

"poisonous?!"

Lao Jin was not stupid either, he immediately found out what the problem was, with a frightened and uneasy expression on his face.

There was a change in the living room, which inevitably alarmed the guards in the yard.

He rushed over quickly, ready to attack Yang Feng and others.

Unfortunately, it was always a step too late.

Catch the thief first catch the king!
Lao Jin has already fallen into their hands, even if there are thousands of troops in the yard, they dare not act rashly.

Turned into a pile of decorations, without practical significance.

Dillon faced the door and said coldly: "Whoever dares to mess around will kill your master first!"

"Stand back! No one is allowed to shoot!"

Lao Jin didn't dare to be careless at this moment, and hurriedly shouted loudly.

I suffered a dark loss, my life was held in the palm of Yang Feng's hands, and I had to succumb.

None of the younger brothers outside the door dared to rush in.

Somewhat at a loss.

Lao Jin sighed and looked at Yang Feng, not daring to speak as hard as before.

Began to give in, with the meaning of pleading.

"Little brother, since you are here to discuss business with me, let's sit down and have a good talk."

"You and I have no grievances or enmities. There's no need to fight to the death. It's not good for either of us."

Yang Feng smiled and nodded, "Well, I agree with your point of view very much."

"Isn't it good to just sit and talk about business? You have to do something like this before you give up." Dillon sneered, picked up Lao Jin, and pressed him on the chair.

There was unwillingness in Lao Jin's eyes, but there was nothing he could do.

If you are worried that you will die from poison, then it's all over.

No one who can live would want to die in such a useless way.

"Brother, please hold your hands high and detoxify me!"

"I agree to what you just said! I will never go back on my word!"

Lao Jin hastily expressed his opinion, which was decisive.

Yang Feng smiled disdainfully, "The most important thing in doing business is to be honest, and you should sign a contract."

"But in this kind of place, the contract is equivalent to a piece of paper, meaningless."

"I'll detoxify half of your body as a deposit. After the task is completed, you will pay the balance. How do you feel?"

Lao Jin almost wanted to swear, his feelings really took his life as payment for the transaction!

So bullying!Find someone to reason with!
After so many years in the Golden Triangle area, how have they ever suffered such a great humiliation.

Suppressing the feeling of being aggrieved, he squeezed out a miserable smile, "The price of the little brother is fair and reasonable."

"I... I have no opinion!"

Only Lao Jin himself knows how much this sentence is against his will.

I want to cry without tears!
Yang Feng smiled and nodded, "Since Boss Jin has no objection, then our business is settled."

"What is the exact time on your side, and deliver the goods to Sang Kun."

Lao Jin said with a mournful face: "I can't explain it clearly. If he wants to buy arms, he will let people come to contact me."

"He didn't ask for the goods, and I can't take the initiative to deliver them to my door, right? It doesn't make sense, does it?"

Yang Feng fell into a brief silence, what Lao Jin said was true.

Sang Kun did not place an order to buy arms, and it was impossible for Lao Jin to deliver the goods.

God knows when Sang Kun needs to buy, and he can't wait for a long time.

We must find a way to create some trouble for Sang Kun, and we urgently need to expand the arms and equipment.

Dilong couldn't help frowning slightly, looked at Yang Feng and whispered, "Old friend, this is another problem."

"How are you going to solve it?"

Yang Feng sneered, "He didn't place an order, so we'll stimulate him to prompt him to buy arms and equipment quickly."

Ok?
Dillon was even more confused, "How exciting?"

Yang Feng smiled mysteriously, "I have a solution, you don't need to worry about it."

Standing up, looking at Lao Jin, "Today I will help you remove half of the toxin first, and keep your life alive for the time being."

"It's best not to play tricks, or you will surely die!"

"I know, I know, I don't dare to mess around." Lao Jin hurriedly cupped his hands in a very humble posture.

Yang Feng made an injection for Lao Jin, temporarily suppressing the toxin and preventing it from erupting immediately.

"Xiaoying Xiaobing, the two of you are in charge of staying here, and you are optimistic about Boss Jin."

"Don't let the ghosts under Lord Yan's command take Boss Jin's life away."

Yang Feng smiled contemptuously, turned around and walked out.

Lao Jin was trembling with fright, the words just now were clearly a threat to warn him not to try to resist.

Otherwise, there is only one dead end!
"Hey, let me tell you, whatever food and drink you have here, bring it up to honor your aunt."

With a smile on her face, Luo Xiaoying became domineering over Lao Jin.

Lao Jin's face was filled with sorrow, and he didn't dare to have any emotional outbursts.

I can only enshrine the twin sisters like serving my ancestors, so that I can serve them well.

After leaving Lao Jin's place, Yang Feng and Di Long drove back to the base of the Ninth Army.

"I said, old friend, what kind of solution did you think of, tell me quickly." Dillon was very anxious, holding back uncomfortably.

Yang Feng smiled slightly, "I can't eat stinky tofu in a hurry, let's talk about it when I go back."

"That's not right!" Dillon was full of surprise, "There is something wrong with what you said!"

"How do I remember that it seems that I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry? What's the matter with stinky tofu?"

Yang Feng chuckled, "If you leave the hot tofu for a long time, it will turn into stinky tofu."

"So, it's useless for you to be impatient."

Uh……

Dillon was stunned and speechless.

He muttered to himself, what kind of countermeasure did this guy come up with.

How to stimulate Sang Kun?

He couldn't come up with a reason for thinking about it.