Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

"Du Weigou, what are you going to do? Believe it or not, I will sue Uncle Du for bullying your guests."

Seeing this, Lin Yumeng's expression changed slightly and she hurriedly stood beside Ning Xiaolei.

Du Weigou sneered and said disdainfully: "Just sue me. My father will scold me at most. I will drive this pretty boy out no matter what I say today."

"you……"

Lin Yumeng was so angry that her face turned red. She didn't expect Du Weigou to come back at this time.

Otherwise, she would never bring Ning Xiaolei here to suffer.

Ning Xiaolei also noticed something at this time and asked Lin Yumeng, "Does this Tianrentang belong to his family?"

"Well, Xiao Lei, I'm sorry. I just wanted to help you sell the thousand-year-old ginseng at a good price. I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

Looking at Ning Xiaolei with an apologetic look, Lin Yumeng smiled bitterly.

Ning Xiaolei shook his head and didn't mind. He knew Lin Yumeng had good intentions.

It can only be said that the two of them were unlucky, and they happened to meet the troublemaker Du Weigou back.

Since the ginseng could not be sold, Ning Xiaolei simply decided to risk it. He has always been a person who takes soft things rather than hard things.

Du Weigou called him a pretty boy in front of so many people and said he would drive him out. If he didn't retaliate, Ning Xiaolei would not be him.

"Why are you dreaming about returning a thousand-year-old ginseng? I still have a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng!"

Before Ning Xiaolei could speak, Du Weigou shouted first.

Lin Yumeng did not deliberately lower her voice when talking to Ning Xiaolei. Du Weigou was nearby and naturally heard it.

Hearing this, a trace of contempt flashed in Ning Xiaolei's eyes, and he mocked: "You are a toad at the bottom of a well, with little knowledge. I don't want to talk to a retarded person. If you don't accept it, why won't my brother sell it?"

"Ning Xiaolei, who are you calling mentally retarded?" Du Weigou said angrily, his face turned livid with anger.

"Whoever yells the loudest is mentally retarded. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that at a glance." Ning Xiaolei pouted, feeling a bit intellectually superior.

When encountering an opponent who loses his mind when provoked, I was a little interested at first, but gradually it became uninteresting.

"I'm so angry. I'll kick him out quickly. I don't want to see him for a moment."

Du Weigou was so angry that he screamed. In terms of sharp teeth and sharp mouth, he was really no match for Ning Xiaolei.

"Alas, there is no capacity for the future successor of Tianrentang. The future is worrying. Now that he is gone, if you don't accept my brother's thousand-year-old ginseng, someone will naturally do it."

Du Weigou was so angry that Ning Xiaolei figured out the mood in his heart and greeted Lin Yumeng to leave.

Tianrentang doesn't welcome him anyway, and he will only make himself unhappy if he stays.

But just when Ning Xiaolei and Lin Yumeng were about to go out, an ecstatic voice with a loud voice like a bell came in at the door: "Thousand-year-old ginseng? Is there really a thousand-year-old ginseng here?"

As the voice fell, an old man with half-white hair, a straight body and a strong spirit strode in.

Behind the old man, followed a young man in his twenties with sharp eyebrows and a helpless look on his face.

"Tianrentang really has thousand-year-old ginseng?"

Walking into the store, the old man asked again, his eyes moving and falling on Du Weigou, who was surrounded by more than a dozen shop assistants.

From the old man's knowledge, he could vaguely infer that Du Weigou held a pivotal position in Tianrentang.

"I'm sorry, we don't have thousand-year-old ginseng here. Where did the old man get the news?"

Seeing the hidden majesty in the old man's brows, Du Weigou didn't dare to act arrogant and replied politely.

Hearing this, the old man was stunned and frowned: "No, what I just heard outside the door, could it be that I am old and my ears are no longer working?"