I'm a boss at Marvel

Chapter 21 This is the God of Wealth!

The sweat on Scar Dragon's forehead burst out immediately, "Han, Han, Young Master Han?"

It's only been two days since what happened at the Da Ma Bar, how could he forget it?
Scar Dragon is most afraid of Inspector Ma!
And Inspector Lian Ma bowed to Han Long again!
Scar Dragon is not a fool, how could he fail to see the stakes?

He hastily put down the raised mahogany chair gently, wiped the dust on the chair with his sleeve, and said with a flattering smile: "Young Master Han, please sit down! I see that you have been standing for so long, so I specially moved it for you." Bring the chairs! Those guys are really blind! A man as big as Young Master Han came to their broken shop, and they didn’t even move chairs for you, Young Master Han! I’ll definitely clean them up later!”

Scar Dragon nodded and bowed his head, using his own strength, he accurately deduced the word "dog leg".

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

How is this going?

Master Long deliberately humiliated Han Long, right?
should be.

Han Long is just a good-for-nothing!

Master Long must be bored, so he purposely made fun of it!
Lord Long, you are so humorous!
At this time, Han Long calmly sat down on the mahogany chair.

The pharmacy clerk suddenly became furious, "Han Long, what are you? Do you dare to sit on the chair brought by Master Long?"

Snapped!
Scarred Dragon rushed to the pharmacy clerk with one stride, and sent him flying four or five meters away with a single slap.

The pharmacy clerk covered his swollen face and looked at Scarred Dragon in horror, "Master Long, I'm teaching Han Long for you!"

"Crap! What the hell are you cheating on me!" Scarred Dragon roared.

He didn't want to be caught by Inspector Ma just after he was released on bail.

There was a dead silence throughout the shop.

All the spectators were stunned.

This is completely different from what they imagined!

Scarred Dragon trotted up to Han Long, nodded and bowed and said, "Young Master Han, how do you think you should deal with these blind bastards?"

Han Long said lightly: "I'm not interested, I'm here to buy medicine."

He handed the list to Scar Dragon, "Go grab the medicine."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

As if he had received a favor, Scar Dragon hurriedly ran to the shopkeeper with the medicine list in his hand.

"Old man Su! What are you still doing in a daze? Grab the medicine quickly!"

Shopkeeper Su didn't dare to be negligent, he quickly picked up the medicine scale, and carefully took the medicine according to the contents on the list.

The medicines on the list are all extremely expensive.

Shopkeeper Su was grabbing the medicine while bleeding from his heart.

After he caught it, Scar Dragon presented the sealed medicine bag to Han Long respectfully.

Han Long took out his Zhenjin card, "Swipe the card."

"This..." Shopkeeper Su said cautiously, "Young Master Han, these medicines are a bit expensive."

The scarred dragon roared angrily: "Old man! How dare you speak to our Young Master Han like that? The sum of these broken medicines can't exceed eight taels! How expensive can it be!"

Shopkeeper Su said with a wry smile, "Two, 230 million and twenty thousand."

Scarred Dragon grabbed the shopkeeper Su by the collar, "Old man, blackmail us, Young Master Han, right? How dare you say it again!"

Han Long waved his hand, "230 is fine, just swipe the card."

Scar Dragon let go of shopkeeper Su, and smiled flatteringly at Han Long: "Young Master Han is worthy of being Young Master Han! He is magnificent! He is arrogant!"

Shopkeeper Su took the Zhenjin Card and looked left and right, with hesitation on his face.

He has never seen this kind of bank card before!
Scar Dragon glared at him, "What are you looking at! Hurry up!"

Shopkeeper Su tremblingly put the card on the POS machine, and began to wonder if he should call the police if there was no money in the card.

After all, the amount of 230 million is too high.

Even if he wanted to offend Scar Dragon, he couldn't suffer such a big loss.

Drip!

"Swipe the card successfully. The transaction amount is 232 million US dollars."

The POS machine made a stiff electronic sound.

The place was dead silent.

All the spectators present felt that their brain memory was not enough.

230 US dollars!
Really brushed out?

Where did Han Long get so much money!
The previous guest who said that he would give Han Long his head as a ball shrank instantly, wishing to find a place to hide it.

The pharmacy clerk who was slapped by Scar Dragon was also dumbfounded at the moment.

Only then did he realize...he had offended a big client!
And it's a huge customer!
If this transaction was handled by him, the commission alone would have to be worth [-] US dollars!
I grass myself!

Snapped!
The pharmacy clerk slapped himself hard.

The attack was so ruthless that he directly knocked himself out.

Han Long took the Zhenjin card handed back by shopkeeper Su with both hands, turned around and walked out of Baozhitang with the medicine bag in his hand.

"Within ten days, prepare another copy for me."

"……Yes Yes!"

This is the God of Wealth!

More than 200 million were credited at one time!

This is the income of their traditional Chinese medicine shop for one year!
Shopkeeper Su burst into tears with excitement.

The peak of his career came too suddenly.

Shopkeeper Su was excited, and cautiously asked Scarred Dragon: "Master Long, what is this young master Han?"

How did the Scar Dragon know?

However, he will never let go of this good opportunity to pretend.

I saw a glance from the corner of his mouth.

Looking sideways at 45 degrees, with a touch of melancholy:

"Young Master Han's identity."

"Could it be?"

"You guys."

"Little people."

"Can you guess?"

On the way home, Han Long passed by a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown.

"Yo! Come and see!"

"Isn't this the young master of our Han family?"

One of the guys with yellow hair pointed at Han Long and sneered as if he had discovered a new world.

"It's really that trash Han Long!"

"How dare he come here? Are you looking for death?"

"Unlucky! Just when I was drinking happily, I ran into such a broom star!"

"Hey, Han Long! Didn't the second uncle have an order that you are not allowed to step into the territory of the Han family in the future!"

One of them, a tall and burly mixed-race man, blocked Han Long's way.

Several other men and women gathered around this man like stars and moons, gloating at his misfortune.

Han Long glanced coldly.

In my memory, this guy is the son of his aunt and a foreigner, and his English name is Mick.

In terms of blood, Mick can only be regarded as a cousin of the Han family, and he should call him brother when he sees Han Long.

When he was young, this Mick often followed Han Long to eat and drink, and Han Long took care of him a lot.

But now, Han Long has lost power, and instead of showing sympathy, Mick went down with the Han family.

"I'm talking to you! Are you deaf!" Mick roared angrily.

"The road is under my feet. I can walk however I want." Han Long didn't want to talk to this white-eyed wolf.

"Do you really think you are still the young master? How dare you talk to me like that!"

Mick pointed at Han Long's nose and cursed.

The yellow hair next to him raised his chin contemptuously, "I said Young Master Han, hurry up and apologize to Brother Mick!"

Mick spit on his leather shoes, "My shoes are dirty, you lick them clean, this time it's over!"

"Hahaha!"

All the men and women present laughed.

They looked at Han Long as if they were looking at a dog.

(End of this chapter)