billionaire heir

Chapter 119 Is It So Valuable?

"You dare to hit my mother?" Han Ziming got angry, he picked up the wine bottle on the table and wanted to fight Zhou Haoxuan.

Han Ziming can't do it at other times, but when his mother is being bullied, he is still a person, and he knows how to protect his mother immediately.

"Bullying my aunt?" His group of cousins, cousins, cousins, cousins, cousins, cousins, and cousins ​​also "huo" stood up, wanting to fight Zhou Haoxuan.

Zhou Haoxuan was not afraid of these guys either, he punched the table and smashed it to pieces on the spot, scaring them all back several steps.

It was only then that Han Ziming remembered that Zhou Haoxuan was a tall man, very good at fighting, even Shen Zhennan was not afraid, so going to fight with him by himself would be like a sheep's way to a tiger's mouth?

If Han Ziming didn't move, the others would naturally stop doing this.

After all, Zhou Haoxuan's fist is too terrifying, it's not worth getting hit.

In fact, Wu Meijuan had nothing wrong with her. She was pushed by Zhou Haoxuan, and she couldn't hold back her face, so she burst into tears: "God, what evil did I do? Why did my daughter marry such a white-eyed wolf!"

Zhou Haoxuan ignored Wu Meijuan, and held Han Zixi's hand in his own, with distressed face on his face: "Zixi, why are you so stupid? If you step on it, just step on it. It doesn't matter if you step on ginseng a few times, it's still edible. Is it worth it?"

Xiao Bin was also very anxious: "Mom, does your hand hurt? May I blow it for you?"

"Xiao Bin, mom is fine, don't worry." Seeing his son and husband caring so much for him, Han Zixi felt warm in his heart, "Haoxuan, you bought this for me, don't say it's not a radish, even if It's a real turnip, and I wouldn't throw it around."

Seeing that his banquet table was smashed over, Wu Youde was angry and distressed: "Zixi, you will pay for the smashed table!"

"If you pay, I will pay, I will go to the boss now!" Zhou Haoxuan snorted coldly, "Zixi, let's go, it doesn't matter if you don't participate in this kind of banquet!"

"Go away, we don't welcome you either!"

"That's right, if you pack a thousand yuan, you will have the cheek to have the whole family come to eat, and you still have the face!"

"Hehe, isn't it? Otherwise, they don't know when they will have a good meal. How can they come back if they have a chance?"

A group of uncles, aunts and cousins ​​taunted Zhou Haoxuan and Han Zixi and his wife, which made Han Zixi see through them even more.

This group of people didn't regard themselves as relatives at all, they just regarded themselves as being taken advantage of.

That's right, my mother and younger brother don't regard themselves as human beings, so how can my relatives think highly of me?

"Everyone, I'm Zhao Bafang, the owner of this hotel. What happened?" A middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing came in, looked at the smashed table, and frowned.

A group of people immediately pointed at Zhou Haoxuan and shouted loudly: "Boss, he smashed the table, and it's none of our business to ask him to pay for it!"

"Oh." Zhao Bafang turned around, glanced at Zhou Haoxuan, and then suddenly placed his gaze on the box in Han Zixi's hand, his eyes lit up instantly: "Madam, can you let me see what's in your box?" ?”

"Oh, good." Although Han Zixi didn't know why the boss was so interested in this ginseng, she still gave the box to him.

Whenever someone throws a banquet, Zhao Bafang will come over to say hello, make friends with those who can make friends, and get acquainted with those who can't.

Today, he came over to take a look as usual, and just heard the sound of smashing the table inside, thinking that something serious happened, so he walked over quickly.

Knowing that the table was smashed, Zhao Bafang was indeed a little angry, but when he saw the box in Han Zixi's hand, other things were no longer important.

Zhao Bafang paid great attention to health preservation, so he recognized many good things.

He was very interested in the contents of the box and wanted to verify the authenticity, so he wanted to take a closer look.

When Zhao Bafang opened the box and observed it repeatedly, his eyes became brighter: "Madam, do you sell this ginseng plant?"

"What? It's really ginseng!"

"Even if it's ginseng, how much is this carrot-like ginseng worth?"

"That's right, there must not be many years of ginseng, what's so rare?"

The relatives were still very disdainful, thinking that if someone would buy Han Zixi, he would definitely sell it: "Zixi, hurry up and sell this radish... oh no, this ginseng is sold, and I will pay the boss for some money!"

"Not for sale." Unexpectedly, Han Zixi shook his head and rejected Zhao Zuofang's request, "My husband gave it to me, I can't sell it."

"Madam, don't you think about it carefully?" Zhao Bafang said, "I am willing to pay 12."

"Twelve... what? 12?"

"I heard that right, how is this possible?"

"This... this broken carrot is so valuable?"

All the relatives were stunned, and Wu Youde's face twitched even more violently: "Boss Zhao, are you sure this ginseng is worth the price?"

"It's worth it!" Zhao Bafang said with a smile, "This is the box from Jixintang. If I'm not mistaken, this should be the 50-year-old ginseng that Doctor Zhang has always regarded as a treasure and refused to sell, right? Me and Lao Zhang has a very good relationship, he only let me enjoy my eyes, no matter how much I spend, I would not sell it, I never thought it would be in your hands."

Zhou Haoxuan nodded approvingly: "Boss Zhao has good eyesight, I did Doctor Zhang a favor last night, and he gave it to me as a thank you gift."

"It turns out that you are the Mr. Zhou who helped Dr. Zhang. I admire, admire." Zhao Bafang heard about what happened last night, and knew that Zhou Haoxuan was the young man who gave Zhang Runze a hand in time. He admired him very much. "Mr. Zhou, if you don't want to sell, I won't win people's love."

"Can it be sold for 12?" Han Zixi was also dumbfounded, and then his eyes showed determination, "I'll sell it!"

The reason why Han Zixi wanted to sell this ginseng plant was because she wanted to use the money to pay off her debts.

The credit card plus Zhao Xiaohui's side, the couple owed a total of 50.

Ginseng can be sold for 12 yuan, how could she not sell it?
"Then thank you, Mrs. Zhou." Zhao Bafang smiled, "Mrs. Zhou, give me an account number, and I will send you the money right away..."

"No, this ginseng is mine, and the money should be sent to me!" Wu Youde blushed with anxiety, "Zixi, didn't you say you gave this ginseng to uncle? How can you still want it back?"

"Hehe, I don't know who threw it on the ground as a carrot just now?" Zhou Haoxuan sneered, "I know Zixi took it wrong, but since she took it wrong, she can give it to you if she wants to, lest you I feel that we are stingy. As a result, some people have no eyesight and would rather ask us for a 1000 yuan red envelope than throw it away as trash. Do you still have the face to ask for it now?"

(End of this chapter)