"You ...... Is there something wrong?" Yang Dongqing looked at the father and son of the He family in front of him, and was surprised in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He and the He family can say that they are incompatible, and the other party is looking for what he is doing.

"Yang Dongqing, I was wrong before, and I came to apologize to you. A smile appeared on He Jun's face, and Yang Dongqing could see at a glance how reluctant he was smiling.

"In the past, He Jun was wrong, and I, as a father, was also responsible. I came to you today, I made a special trip to apologize, I hope you can forgive me!" He Yuntong also smiled, but it looked much more natural than He Jun.

Yang Dongqing didn't speak, and quietly watched the two perform. Although he is only a sophomore in high school, he is not a child who is not deeply involved in the world, and many years of working have made him more mature than his peers, and he can see at a glance that there must be something else going on with the father and son of the He family.

"You see, this is not the place to talk, I have booked a room in the blue sea and blue sky, we might as well go and sit there. He Yuntong continued.

Yang Dongqing refused: "No need, I still have something to do in a while!"

The corners of He Jun's eyes shrank suddenly, and he scolded in his heart: "Don't be ashamed, what the hell are you......?"

He held back the fire in his belly, if it weren't for his father saying that it was about the life and death of Zhenyu Restaurant, he wouldn't have come over to kill him, let alone apologize to Yang Dongqing.

He Yuntong's smile also froze, he was rejected once last time, knowing that this kid is not good at talking, he has already been mentally prepared. But this time he was rejected again, and he still felt that his heart was arching upwards one by one.

"It's okay if you don't go, then you choose a place, we have to have an expression of what happened last time......"

He Yuntong was about to speak again, but Yang Dongqing waved his hand and said, "Mr. He, if you have anything to do with me, you can just say it, don't beat around the bush." "He still has to go back to practice, so he doesn't have time to delay here.

He Yuntong pondered for a moment, his expression changed, and he said, "Okay! I want to ask, have you ever gone to Dingxiangju to sell orange vine flowers?"

"Sold. Yang Dongqing nodded. He finally knew what was going on, it must have been at the chef competition yesterday that Ding Xiangju suppressed Zhen Yu Restaurant, and the father and son couldn't sit still.

"I heard that you sold Ding Xiangju 10,000 plants...... In this way, I will bid 100,000 plants, how many you have, I want them all!" He Yuntong said with confidence. Although Yang Dongqing refused one million last time, it involved special training and was related to his own interests.

This time is different, it doesn't matter to who the orange vine flowers sell to, and Ding Xiangju only has a verbal promise to make ten times more money at once, and a fool doesn't want it.

He also thought about it, this price can call Ding Xiangju to death, and Mu Xinran will definitely not be able to take out 10 million. In fact, the price of 100,000 plants has exceeded the actual price too much, he is just losing money to make money, as long as he keeps the signature dishes of Zhen Yu Restaurant, it is better than anything else.

"In addition, I will take out 500,000 yuan as compensation for the last misunderstanding...... I don't know what you think?" He Yuntong seemed to be afraid that Yang Dongqing would be unhappy, and added.

A hint of pride flashed in He Jun's eyes, which came from the sense of superiority in his heart. One hundred thousand plants, Yang Dongqing probably can't think of it.

However, when he looked up to look at Yang Dongqing, he found that the other party was light and breezy, as if these 100,000 plants were not worth mentioning to him.

"I'm sorry, Orange Vine has already promised to Ding Xiangju, and I can't sell it to you. Not to mention 100,000 plants, even 1 million plants are impossible. Yang Dongqing's words were categorical, and there was no room for negotiation. After the words fell, he strode into the community, leaving the stunned He family father and son at the entrance of the community.

"One hundred thousand, one plant, he actually refused! Is he a fool?" He Jun looked at He Yuntong in disbelief. 10,000 to 100,000, even a fool knows how to choose.

He Yuntong ignored He Jun, the muscles on his face gradually distorted, and he turned around and got into the hovercar.

He Jun followed and got into the car and asked, "This kid doesn't eat hard and soft, what should I do?"

"What should I do?" He Yuntong's face showed a touch of ruthlessness. He didn't want to provoke Yang Dongqing, because it was very likely to provoke a top master, which was quite a deterrent for him who had seen the horror of the top martial artists back then.

However, Yang Dongqing's refusal to sell orange vine flowers has driven him to a dead end. Zhen Cuisine is the He family's follower, not only the wealth of their father and son, but also the way of life. Now that his financial and livelihood routes are about to be cut off, how can he have too many scruples, how can he not work hard.

Yang Dongqing returned to the house, looked out of the window, and saw that the hovercar of the He family and his son had gone away.

The price of 100,000 plants is indeed exciting, but Yang Dongqing doesn't even want fifteen million, let alone 10 million. He will not reconcile with He Jun, when Da Biao wanted to kill himself, he was instructed by He Jun. How could he possibly forgive a man who once wanted to kill himself.

"Hmph!" With a sneer, Yang Dongqing concentrated and entered the space......

At the same time, in the office on the top floor of the Moon Full Building, a middle-aged man was slapping the table and scolding. Opposite him, the big fat man manager who drove Yang Dongqing out of the Moon Man Building was silent, with a crying expression on his face.

After more than half a day of investigation and inquiry, the secret of Ding Xiangju Li Bao's championship was finally revealed, and the reason was in the seasoning, a mutated orange vine flower.

Then I inquired about the origin of this orange vine flower, and the nose of the president of the moon full building was almost crooked. At the beginning, the young man who sold flowers first looked for the full moon, but in the end he was kicked out.

The angry president poured all his anger on the big fat manager. If it weren't for you, the winner of the chef contest would be the one with the full moon. 10 million bonus, fame and fortune...... Just because of you, it's gone.

The big fat manager was aggrieved, who knew that the young man was holding a mutated orange vine flower, and you bought it for 8,000 at that time?

But he only dared to think so in his heart, if he said it, he would immediately have to roll up and get out.

The same thing is happening in Zhiwei Zhai. The manager in charge of procurement was scolded so much that Yang Dongqing had also come to Zhiweizhai and was also invited out......

Yang Dongqing didn't know the impact of the orange vine blossom, he came out of the space at half past five, and then changed his clothes and left the house, heading to the Huasheng Martial Arts Hall.

In the morning, he knew that Sister Fluttershy was going to reopen the martial arts gym, and of course he wouldn't sit idly by. Ever since the owner was injured, he's been helping him do something, and now is the right time.

A little after six o'clock, Yang Dongqing came to Zhige Street, and saw people coming in and out of the gate of Huasheng Martial Arts Hall from a distance.

"Huh, so many people, a good thing!" Yang Dongqing thought it would be very deserted, but he didn't expect it to be quite lively.

The martial arts hall was booming, and he was also happy in his heart, so he walked over with a smile.

Not far from the Huasheng Martial Arts Pavilion, there was also a group of people standing at the door of the Xinglong Martial Arts Pavilion, looking over their shoulders one by one, with a sneer on their faces.