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Hearing that the old man had no money, Du Weigou, who had already given up hope, suddenly became excited.

What a God-given opportunity!

It seems that there is still hope to win Ning Xiaolei's thousand-year ginseng.

As long as he can get this thousand-year-old ginseng, even if his father knows what happened today, he will only say a few words to him.

Thinking of this, Du Weigou hurriedly said to the cheongsam beauty beside him: "Go and invite shopkeeper Liu here."

Du Weigou was somewhat self-aware and knew that the relationship between him and Ning Xiaolei would probably collapse.

Instead of doing this, it is better to ask the shopkeeper of Tianrentang to come and talk to Ning Xiaolei.

But before Shopkeeper Liu arrived, he had to step in to delay some time.

"Sure enough, I was right about the person. Student Xiaolei, you are a person with a great opportunity. No wonder the beauty of Lin University likes you."

Ning Xiaolei was not sure how to talk to the old man when he suddenly saw Du Weigou walking over with a bright smile on his face.

Stunned for a moment, Ning Xiaolei frowned, what bad idea did this bitch have in his belly?

Although the relationship between him and Du Weigou was not a life-or-death vendetta, it was still incompatible.

Especially with a woman like Lin Xin standing in the middle, he and Du Weigou were destined not to reconcile in this life.

But now Du Weigou's smile and tone, if it hadn't been for what happened just now, everyone present would have thought that he and Ning Xiaolei were extremely close classmates.

"To put it bluntly, I can't turn my head around." Ning Xiaolei snorted, looking at Du Weigou coldly.

Damn it!

Du Weigou cursed secretly, his eyelids twitching wildly. If it weren't for the thousand-year ginseng, he swore that he would never be so harmonious with Ning Xiaolei.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Du Weigou forced out a brighter smile, laughed and said: "Xiao Lei, we are all classmates, don't make it so awkward, I admit that I was wrong to take Lin Xin away from you, But that’s…”

"Stop it, you've gone too far. What exactly do you want to do?" Ning Xiaolei said impatiently, frowning slightly.

For him, he had fallen in love with Lin Xin after all, but he still couldn't care less about it.

When Du Weigou mentioned this matter, he was still a little concerned about it and couldn't help but feel calm.

"Ahem, it's like this. Since this old man can't afford your thousand-year-old ginseng, why not let us Tianrentang buy it. For 100 million, you won't lose a penny."

Du Weigou seemed to be aware of the problem in his words. He coughed lightly and pointed it out directly.

He also found it annoying to keep pretending to be a grandson in front of Ning Xiaolei.

"You are so presumptuous that you dare to steal ginseng from Mr. Zhao. Don't you want to get involved with Tianrentang? You know Mr. Zhao..."

"Xiao Li!"

Ning Xiaolei was just about to answer Du Weigou when a roar suddenly sounded next to him.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the old man with a majestic expression.

"Mr. Zhao, but..."

The one who shouted was the young man with sharp eyebrows and sharp eyebrows who was following the old man. After the old man stopped him, he looked a little aggrieved and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Mr. Zhao stopped Xiao Li with stern eyes, and then reluctantly handed the Thousand-Year Ginseng back to the dazed Ning Xiaolei.

"Little brother, I can't afford your ginseng, you should sell it to Tianrentang who can afford it!"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Mr. Zhao looked a little depressed, as if he had aged many years in an instant.

Xiao Li next to him looked at Mr. Zhao's face and hesitated several times. He was obviously a heroic man, but there were tears in his eyes, which he held back.

Ning Xiaolei's eyes wandered back and forth between Mr. Zhao and Xiao Li, and his intuition told him that there was a story here.