Ghost Eye Merchant Reborn

Murong Yuan stared at Tang Ling blankly, but his mind was running quickly.

Zhenbaozhai, Tang Ling.

A brief introduction, but with a faint deep meaning.

Murong Yuan looked at Tang Ling with a hint of uncertainty, "Zhenbaozhai's...boss?"

Murong Bo was stunned when he heard this. What does Murong Yuan mean? The boss of this yellow-haired girl, Zhenbaozhai? What a joke!

Tang Ling curled her lips and smiled, shook her hand gently with Murong Yuan, and then pulled her back, "I met in a hurry last time, but I left for a while after I had something to do, so I couldn't go to the appointment. Please don't be surprised!"

boom!

The string in Murong Yuan's heart broke, and it turned out... it was really her!

Even if Murong Bo is slow, he can understand now. It turns out that Liu Zhanpeng’s words are not shirkable. This Zhenbaozhai is really not Liu Zhanpeng’s, but... the yellow-haired girl in front of him!

Murong Bo stared at Tang Ling up and down, and after a while, he snorted and laughed coldly, "Mr. Tang? He hid quite deeply!"

Murong Yuan leaned into Murong Bo's ear and lowered his voice, "She is the one who helped the Lubic family win the mine. Unexpectedly, their Zhenbaozhai knew that the bidding in Yunsheng was a cover. This person actually placed Liu Zhanpeng in Yunsheng and secretly went to Myanmar!"

Murong Bo looked at Tang Ling in surprise, what! She is the one who ruined their good deeds!

Damn it! Damn it!

He said why it was inexplicable that Myanmar actually handed over the Yunsheng jade transportation rights to Zhenbaozhai. It turned out that Zhenbaozhai had secretly gone to Chencang!

A mistake! It's a mistake!

Murong Bo was actually disgusted by someone. He was very frustrated. Originally, the right to carry the transportation belonged to the Murong family, which was a foregone conclusion, but was robbed by Zhenbaozhai halfway.

"Mr. Tang is indeed hidden. I just don't know how our Murong family offended you Zhenbaozhai and actually traveled thousands of miles to smash our place. Humph, Mr. Tang's hand was so far away!"

Tang Ling just smiled lightly, "Mr. Murong praised him!"

Looking at Tang Ling's unsaltful performance, Murong Bo's face looked extremely ugly, "Mr. Tang, hum, very good! Welcome to Yunsheng Development! I hope you can really develop. Don't blame me for not reminding you that no one dared to grab a job from the Murong family. Even if there is, our Murong family will make him lose it!"

Finally, he looked at Tang Ling threateningly, "Mr. Tang is away, so you have to pay attention to safety!"

The word "safety" is extremely chewed and full of threat. Of course, Tang Ling could hear it. It seemed that the Murong family had come up with a secret trick!

Tang Ling smiled distractedly, "Thank you Mr. Murong for your suggestions. Nowadays, you should not only be careful when you go out, but you should pay more attention even if you are in your own territory!"

Murong Bo sneered and looked at Tang Ling contemptuously, Humph! So what can you do if you are the boss of Zhenbaozhai! This is never her territory!

If you can steal the right of transportation from him, you must also be able to sit firmly in that position! Let’s see!

As soon as Murong Bo threatened, he felt a murderous aura rushing towards him. Only then did Murong Bo notice the man behind Tang Ling. This man was so threatening!

Murong Bo couldn't stand the cold air on Eleven's body. The cold air that seeped into people's hearts!

In the first round, the Murong family vs. Zhenbaozhai, it seemed that the Murong family had lost, and Murong Bo and Murong Yuan left in anger.

"Mr. Tang, as Murong Bo means, it seems like he is ready to use a secret move!"

Liu Zhanpeng has been paying attention to Murong Bo recently, and he has some understanding of Murong Bo's temper and character.

Tang Ling stared at Murong Bo's back, with a trace of gleam in her eyes. She was secretly trying to make her mouth slightly raised. This is what she likes more!

The banquet door caused a lot of sensation at this time. Looking in the voice, it turned out that the young master was coming. Everyone smiled and welcomed the young master very much.

It seems that he has long attracted everyone's attention when he represents the Myanmar side to attend the birthday party. You must know that the young master's noble status represents the entire jade world. Of course, everyone is more interested in him.

"Myanmar sent a child as the representative? Is there no one?" A man who didn't understand the situation murmured in a low voice.

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, otherwise it will make people laugh to death! That's the future head of the Burmese Rubic family. You must know that the Rubic family has been controlling the right to mine jade for so many years. Do you know what that represents?"

“What does it mean?”

"That means that he is the boss of the world's jade world! Boss! Do you understand? If anyone can make good friends with him, then there is a limitless future for 'money'!"

"God! Then as long as you get a relationship with him, the jade transportation rights of Yunsheng will be naturally obtained!"

"Of course! Just like you had wasted all your time at that bidding meeting before, it would be better to curry favor with him. This right of transportation is not something that others say!"

Everyone was talking, but the young master seemed to have not heard it. At this moment, he was wearing a formal outfit, suit and ties, standing straight. Although he was relatively small, he looked very handsome.

Many women present also whispered when they saw the young master, but most of them sighed. The young master of the Burmese Rubic family is so young, and they have no chance at all!

Murong Bo saw the young master smiling and greeting him. Although the Murong family was persuaded by the Dura family before, they turned against the Dura family and betrayed the Lubic family, the Lubic family still controls the mining rights. Even if Murong Bo is reluctant, he must come forward to make friends for the interests of the family.

As a result, Murong Bo walked up with a smile. Under the attention of everyone, he was about to talk to the young master, but the young master missed him and walked over to Tang Ling. Murong Bo smiled and stretched out his hand at that moment. When everyone saw it, they laughed secretly in their hearts.

Murong Bo lost a big man and withdrew his hand awkwardly. Murong Bo scolded the young master in his heart for many times.

Then he turned around and glared at Murong Yuan. It was all this guy, and it was not good for him to do things well, otherwise how could he be so embarrassed now!

Everyone was the top players in the mall, and they smelled an unusual smell. It seemed that the Murong family's future was worrying!

You must know that if you want to obtain the right to carry jade, people from Myanmar must agree. Judging from the current situation, it seems that the Myanmar side is very dissatisfied with the Murong family. Even the eldest master of the Murong family came forward to talk, but it was ignored. It is probably difficult for the Murong family to grab the right to carry the right to carry!

The young master ignored Murong Bo and walked to Tang Ling with a smile. Looking at Tang Ling's banquet outfit today and wearing high heels, she was much taller than him, and she suddenly felt a little bored!

Although he was young and had nothing to do with Tang Ling before, he was shorter as soon as Tang Ling put on high heels.

So the young master stinked his face again. Seeing that there was another person next to Tang Ling, he looked up and down, and felt a little dissatisfied, and he was higher than him!

Although the young master was in a bad mood, he always followed Tang Ling. Everyone present seemed to understand in their hearts. They said why the Zhenbaozhai quietly seized the right to carry the Yunsheng jade, and it turned out that he had taken down the young master from Myanmar!

It seems that it is difficult for the Murong family to regain the right to carry!

"In my opinion, this Zhenbaozhai is probably going to replace the Murong family!"

"It's hard to say. The Murong family has been in Yunshen for many years, but it's an old force. Zhenbaozhai is an external force. No matter how capable he is, it's probably not easy to get involved in Yunshen! This is not another place!"

"You didn't see Murong Bo want to get along with him. Did the young master of Myanmar ignore him? The Murong family is not favored by Myanmar, so how could it be possible to regain the right of transportation? However, if Zhenbaozhai wants to gain a foothold in Yunsheng, it is probably not that short answer. Next, there may be a dispute! Let's see from afar. If you are caught in it, it will be hard for anyone to live."

"Well, yes, let them do this by themselves. Whoever wins by then will not be too late for us to make friends again."

While everyone was whispering, the banquet began. The patriarch was dressed very well today, and his wife followed him, while his son Aguli was pushed in a wheelchair and walked behind. The only thing he disappeared was Agula who ran away from home.

After getting on stage, everyone below burst into applause. The clan leader nodded to everyone to express his respect, and helped them with his hands, and everyone's applause stopped.

The patriarch then slowly spoke, "Thank you all relatives and friends for coming here and helping me celebrate my birthday, old man. I am very honored, old man. I hope you all have fun tonight. I announce that tonight's banquet has officially begun!"

Everyone burst into applause, and the music started. The patriarch pulled his wife off the stage first and danced the first opening dance with his wife.

Everyone followed them off the stage and danced with their female companions. The banquet was very lively for a while.

The young master looked at Eleven, then looked at the new person, finally looked at Tang Ling and said, "Tang Ling, let's go dance!"

The young master often stays in the family, and the family holds banquets very different from here, so he hasn't tried dancing here like them, so he suddenly became interested.

Tang Ling looked at the young master who was eager to try, "Do you know?"

The young master suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, and then said with some angriness, "Of course, isn't it just a dance? This can still stump me!"

Tang Ling nodded. The young master thought Tang Ling agreed and was immediately overjoyed, but he heard Tang Ling say, "But, I can't dance! Since you want to dance so much, look over there!"

Tang Ling pointed in one direction, and the young master looked along and frowned when he saw a few gorgeous women. What did Tang Ling mean? Let him find those women to dance?

"I don't want to do it, I just want to dance with you! Humph, don't think I don't know. Last time you attended a banquet held by the clan leader, the first dance with the clan leader!"

Tang Ling simply ignored him. She was not here for dancing today, and she had some serious business to do because she saw the patriarch and his wife dancing and walked towards her.

"So it's Xiao Tang coming, haha, it's rare that you still remember me, the old man!" The patriarch laughed, and his wife shook her head and laughed.

When I saw Tang Ling again, the patriarch's wife was also very happy. If it weren't for Tang Ling, the perpetrator would not have been arrested.

"Miss Xiao Tang, welcome to come here today!"

Tang Ling smiled at the two of them, "Of course I'm here to celebrate my birthday on the head of the clan. I haven't seen you for a long time, Madam, I miss you very much!"

The patriarch laughed when he heard this, and the patriarch's wife smiled very gently, but the tenderness was accompanied by a faint sadness.

The son is disabled and the daughter is missing. How could she, a mother, not worry?

Tang Ling's eyes flicked, she looked at the patriarch's son, and then said, "Is your son's legs better?"

The patriarch's face was stiff. You know, no one dared to ask him about this. His son's legs were almost a taboo. Tang Ling said it directly at this moment, which made the patriarch's heart sting, but it did not embarrass Tang Ling.

"Thank you for your concern, he's very good!"

The wife of the patriarch was full of sorrow. When Tang Ling saw this, she did not stop and continued to ask, "As far as I know, he was unable to move his lower limbs because of nerve compression, not because of necrosis of his legs, right?"

The patriarch of the Hui Dynasty did not answer at all. When the patriarch's wife saw it, she had to nod, "Aguli...is indeed!"

Looking at the patriarch's ugly face, Tang Ling smiled and said, "Class Chief, I'm actually here to send you a gift today!"

Although the patriarch had nothing on his face, he felt uncomfortable and gave him a gift. Before she could give him a gift, she had already made him feel depressed.

"Thank you for your gift!"

Tang Ling naturally knew the unhappiness in the patriarch's heart, but what she wanted was this effect. She felt unhappy and then suddenly felt happy. Only in this way would she remember this feeling firmly!

"I believe the patriarch will like this gift I gave!"

The patriarch didn't care, just nodded. What did he like now? His biggest wish was of course to hope that his son could stand up again and hope that his daughter could go home.

But these two wishes are probably difficult to realize. Not to mention that his son Aguli's legs cannot be cured, he has no clue where Agula went.

"I may be able to cure your son's legs, of course, if you can trust me!"

The patriarch raised his head suddenly, and his dry eyes stared at Tang Ling. The patriarch's wife was also excited and tightened her arms and trembled unconsciously.

What?

Heal his son's legs?

This...how is possible? The doctors in the hospital said that his son's legs were fine, but the nerve lines on his waist were compressed, which led to the lack of consciousness of the lower limbs.

Tang Ling said he could cure his son?

The patriarch was a little excited, and his voice trembled a little, "You said...what did you say? Can you cure my son's legs? Can you really cure?"

The patriarch was a little unable to control his emotions. He tried all kinds of methods, but it did not help his son's legs at all. Gradually, they both lost confidence and forced themselves to accept the fact that their son would be in a wheelchair in the future.

And at this moment, Tang Ling's words really shocked them!

"Miss Xiao Tang, can you really heal my son's legs? Seeing him sitting in a wheelchair all day, my heart was almost broken!"

The patriarch's wife had tears in her eyes. For so long, she didn't dare to be excited. She was afraid that it would affect the mood of her son and husband, so she had been holding on. At this moment, she could no longer control her son's legs.

Although the patriarch was also very excited, his reason was still there and he stared at Tang Ling and said, "Are you sure you can cure him? The doctor said he can't cure him!"

Tang Ling looked at the patriarch, "I can only say that I will try my best, but the process may be very difficult, I just don't know if he can hold on, and whether you believe me!"

The patriarch was a little hesitant. Although he had contacted Tang Ling several times, he was still a little worried when he handed his son over to her for treatment. Another thing was that he didn't want to experience the feeling of hope but was finally shattered.

"I'm willing to let you treat it! I want to give it a try!"

A male voice came from behind the patriarch, with a firm and decisive voice full of masculinity. It turned out that Aguli had just walked over in a wheelchair, but he didn't expect to hear such shocking words.

His legs can still be cured, and he can still stand up again!

How could he not be excited? He knew the burden on him and how could the future patriarch be a disabled person! So no matter what, as long as he had the chance, he wanted to give it a try!

Several people turned their heads and looked at Aguli with a firm look. The patriarch stared at his son for a long time, and was touched by the firmness in his son's eyes. He turned to look at Tang Ling, "Okay! I'll let you try! If you can cure Aguli's legs, then you are the benefactor of our family!"

Tang Ling understood the meaning of the patriarch's promise. Although Tang Ling helped the patriarch catch the perpetrator before, the patriarch clearly told Tang Ling that she wanted to come to Yunsheng to get a share of the pie, but he did not agree.

At this moment, the patriarch knew Tang Ling's identity and that she had entered Yun Province and interfered with the distribution of interests of Yun Province. This promise was to allow Tang Ling to enter Yun Province, and the patriarch would be her strong backing.

Tang Ling nodded solemnly to agree. Because of Aguli's insistence, he started treatment tonight. The patriarch handed over the banquet to the butler, and Tang Ling and others to go to the second floor and return to the room.

Of course, the whereabouts of the clan leader are eye-catching. When the clan leader left with the boss of Zhenbaozhai, the new Yunsheng force, and the highly-watched Burmese young master, and went up the second floor, it immediately aroused a burst of suspicion.

Everyone was shocked. This Zhenbaozhai seemed to be of great origin. It not only won the favor of the young master of Burmese, but now it has also been favored by the patriarch. It seems that this Zhenbaozhai really wants to gain a foothold in Yunsheng!

The suspicion of everyone was left, and everyone followed Tang Ling to the second floor. Tang Ling saw too many people and didn't want everyone to follow him, but they were unwilling to leave, so they had to follow him in.

Fortunately, Aguli's room was very large, and they would not seem crowded even if they stood in the room.

At this time, Asange, who hadn't spoken much all night, took out a herb and a small bottle of medicine.

When Assange learned about his mission today, he boiled the medicine early, put it in a bottle, brought it over, and took one that was unboiled.

Asange handed the small bottle of herbs to Aguli, "You have to drink this. Remember, you have to swallow it in three sips when you drink it. When you feel that your waist is just a little painful, you should tell me immediately because you also need to apply external application!"

Asange asked the clan leader for a bowl and a pole. Because the clan leader's family could not have a medicine pole, he had to use the pole to top it first and use the pole to mash the herbs.

Aguli held the bottle in his hand, and the patriarch was still worried. He was still worried. He just handed his life to an outsider. Can he believe it?

"Aguli, even if you can't stand up, you're still the next patriarch. So, if you don't want to try, don't force yourself!"

The patriarch had to remind him that although his son grew up and had his own ideas, as a father, he still couldn't help but want to remind his son.

Aguli took a deep breath as everyone was watching, then opened the bottle cap, took three sips of the bottle of medicine according to Asange's instructions, and swallowed it slowly.

The medicine is very bitter, making people feel like vomiting, but he knew that if he could not even bear this little pain, then the road ahead would be even more difficult. He held his breath and drank the bitter medicine clean. In fact, if he was hoping that Tang Ling could really save him, he wanted to challenge himself and use this method to motivate himself.

Since he was paralyzed, he felt that he had lost his faith and direction. Even the strength he had always been proud of had lost. He agreed to Tang Ling so happily, not because he really thought that Tang Ling could cure him, but because he wanted to use this to regain what he had lost!

After a while, Aguli's waist began to ache. Asange quickly pulled Aguli's clothes away, then his hands were covered with medicine and pressed Aguli's waist.

The double pain caused Aguli tortured for a while and was sweating profusely, but he bit him and refused to say a word.

The patriarch and his wife were extremely reluctant to leave when they looked at such a son. The patriarch's wife turned her back and couldn't bear to see her son being tortured. The patriarch kept staring at her son. Looking at the firmness in his eyes, he seemed to understand his son's thoughts.

The patriarch couldn't help but feel in his heart that they had been avoiding this problem and did not solve it. Although Tang Ling uncovered their scars today, it did not make them worse, but made them formalize this fact.

The patriarch looked at Tang Ling with a complicated expression. No matter whether she could cure her son's legs well, he would be grateful to Tang Ling because she cured her son's heart disease!

I don’t know how long it took, sweat beads appeared on Asange’s head, which shows how much strength he used during massage. Aguli never hummed from beginning to end.

Gradually, Asange stopped the movement in his hand, and Aguli's face was not as ugly as before. It seemed that the medicine had exceeded, so there was no pain as before.

"I will come here every day from now on. Judging from the pain in your face, it should not be serious. It should have happened not long ago. I have repeated it several times and you will gradually become conscious!"

Assange said while tidying up Aguli, "Don't sit in a wheelchair during this period. If you can, it's best to lie on the bed and try to move as little as possible. While the medicine has not yet dissipated, I will press a few acupoints for you and tell me what I feel!"

Aguli nodded in cooperation, "Come on, little brother!"

Asange pressed Aguli's feet and slowly pressed several acupoints. Aguli's face was excited and widened his eyes, "This is this place, I feel it! I feel pain!"

The patriarch and his wife were nervous when they heard this, and Aguli felt conscious on his feet! Since he was paralyzed, even if he stabbed his legs and feet with needles, he felt no pain at all. Asange just gave him some medicine and massaged him, and he actually felt conscious!

Assange stopped the movement in his hand, "It seems that your situation is not too bad. It should not be a problem to stand up again, but the more you use this medicine, the more painful it feels. You must be able to hold on!"

"Don't worry, little brother, I can resist this pain!"

Aguli is indeed a man. Such pain is not something that ordinary people can tolerate. He did not shout throughout the whole process and endured it, which shows how strong he is!

Aguli had just used medicine and was exhausted and needed rest. Several people did not disturb him and left Aguli's room one after another.

After leaving the room, the patriarch called Tang Ling with a serious expression and went to the study. Eleven did not follow him. Eleven had hardly spoken tonight. Tang Ling didn't know if it was because he was too little or if he didn't want the patriarch to recognize him. Seeing that the patriarch saw Eleven, Tang Ling knew that the patriarch must have never seen Eleven, but had just heard his voice.

Tang Ling followed the clan leader to the study room. The clan leader's study room was very ordinary, the same as the study room of ordinary people. Tang Ling sat down and the clan leader spoke slowly.

"I remember you said before that you wouldn't come to Yunsheng to get into a single shot. Why do you have to change your mind now? Not only does it have a single shot, but it's a fierce shot!"

The clan leader had returned to normal at this time and no longer looked like he had just now. Tang Ling was no longer laughing, and her face was faint.

"The plan has not changed quickly. I believe the patriarch's feelings should be deeper than mine, for example, your son!"

This time when Tang Ling mentioned his son Aguli again, the patriarch no longer had any resistance in his heart and smiled on his face.

"Not bad! It's true. I have to say that you are really amazing. You have deceived everyone and easily captured the Murong family's property with one trick. I think your goal here is not just a Murong family!"

Tang Ling smiled and said nothing. She knew that the clan leader was so smart, and she would always think of something that others could not think of, but he didn't mind. Since she could come here, she had a complete solution. It would be a little difficult to stop her.

Seeing that Tang Ling was silent, the patriarch continued to slowly say, "I don't want to know who you are here for. I only ask one thing, that is, the major families in Yun Province must maintain a balance, and this order must not be disrupted!"

In fact, when Tang Ling came to Yunsheng and first took over the Murong family's property, he understood a little, probably also knew the purpose of her coming here.

Maybe no one here knows something better than him, but he always pretends to be confused!

Do they think he can't see the relationship between Zhao Yuan and Mo Junchen? No, he knows, even more than many people know. Tang Ling and Zhao Yuan are from the same place, and the relationship between the two is very close. Tang Ling came to Yun Province this time and the first thing she did was to suppress the Murong family. The reason was very simple, because the Mo family and the Murong family could not marry.

It seems that these two kids have endured for so many years and finally started to take action! But this person who can disrupt the situation here did not expect to be a child who has not yet grown up!

It seems that Tang Ling's ultimate goal this time is the Mo family! He seemed to have guessed their plan, and he did not want to stop it. As long as the four major families are still there and the power is still balanced, then he will not be able to control who is the Mo family.

The reason why he reminded Tang Ling that he should not disrupt the order was because he was afraid that Tang Ling would be out of control and that after disrupting the family, he would replace him.

However, it was obvious that the patriarch was too worried and Tang Ling was not interested in tobacco.

"The patriarch can rest assured. I know what I am doing. If the order in Yunsheng is there, the patriarch will naturally not be in chaos!"

Hearing Tang Ling's promise, the patriarch showed a satisfied smile on his face, "Okay! I'm old and can't make any moves. Now it's the world of you young people! If you encounter difficulties in Yunsheng, don't forget that I am an old man. Although the old man is old, his words are still useful!"

Tang Ling's eyes lit up, it seemed that the patriarch recognized her!

She came to Yunsheng and stole the Murong family's business and did not take the Murong family seriously at all. What she was most worried about was the patriarch's place.

If she does not receive the support of the patriarch, she will be unable to move in Yunsheng. She went to the boss's wife today and wanted to ask Asange if she could cure the clan leader's son's legs. Unexpectedly, it was true. At that moment, she felt that things might go smoothly today.

Sure enough, as she expected, she could start to act!

After attending the banquet achieved its goal, Tang Ling no longer needed to stay. Because considering that she was going to run back and forth, the patriarch let Asange stay. Tang Ling nodded in agreement. With Asange here, the patriarch would feel more at ease.

The young master represented the Burmese side, so he naturally could not leave the seat as early as Tang Ling. Liu Zhanpeng was entangled by several people who came forward to find a relationship and could not leave. It might take a long time, so Tang Ling decided to go back with Eleven first.

The most depressed person throughout the whole process was Mo Junchen. He stared at Eleven with a grievance and felt deeply hated in his heart. If Eleven hadn't opposed it, he wouldn't have to do this at this moment. Seeing Tang Ling couldn't come forward to talk to her, this feeling was so frustrating!

Looking at the figures of Tang Ling and Eleven leaving, Murong Bo walked aside, dialed a number, then gave a few insidious instructions, hung up the phone, and gave a harsh smile.

"Brother, it may be bad for us to do this! The situation is not good for us now. If something happens at this moment, all the fingers will be pointed at us!"

When Murong Yuan heard Murong Bo's call, he knew Murong Bo's thoughts and felt a little dissatisfied.

Murong Bo glared at Murong Yuan fiercely and said coldly, "You are not qualified to call me brother yet! It's not your turn to question the decision I made! A waste!"

After saying that, he snorted coldly and turned away. Murong Yuan looked at Murong Bo's back, and a trace of sinisterness flashed through his eyes!