He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!

"What can be saved?"

Tang Feng was confused and looked at her in confusion.

"Didn't we offend Boss Gao? I originally thought we would definitely die, but now with this wild ginseng, we may have a glimmer of hope." Mao Anyi was too excited to care about elegance.

"What does this wild ginseng have to do with a chance of survival?" Tang Feng still didn't understand.

"I also heard that an old gentleman who is highly respected in Zhongheide has been harvesting wild ginseng for at least twenty years. But this kind of thing is too scarce, and he has never received it..."

Mao Anyi became more and more excited as he talked, and his voice was trembling at the end, "If we sell this wild ginseng to him, we might even get the protection of this old gentleman."

After hearing this, Tang Feng couldn't help curling his lips, "I, Tang Feng, have the ability to protect myself, so why do I need others to protect me?"

Seeing that he had reached this stage and was still saving face, Mao An was speechless. "You have the ability to protect yourself, but I don't. Just think that I owe you another favor, okay?"

Anyway, no matter how many lice it is, she already owes him so many favors, and she doesn't care if she owes him one more.

Tang Feng actually wanted to maintain his dignity as a man.

As the head actress of China Overseas TV Station, Mao Anyi was so afraid of Boss Gao.

This shows how strong this boss Gao is.

It would probably be easy for someone to crush him to death.

If you can really get the protection of a big shot with a wild ginseng, what's the harm in giving it away for nothing?

Of course, life is the most important thing.

"Okay." He finally nodded in agreement.

Mao Anyi was immediately overjoyed. He hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

A man's voice soon came from the opposite side, "Who is it?"

"Hello, Mr. Chang? I'm Mao Anyi from China Overseas TV Station. We met at the cocktail party last time." She hurriedly announced her home address.

"Oh, it's Miss Mao? What do you want from me?" The other party's tone was very calm, and she didn't seem to take the leading actress of China Overseas TV Station seriously.

"Didn't Mr. Ouyang collect wild ginseng some time ago? Did you receive it?" Mao Anyi asked cautiously.

"Not yet. There is a shortage of magic in the wild mountains now. How can it be so easy to find? If Miss Mao has any connections, you can help contact us. We will be very grateful."

"That's why I'm looking for you. My friend has a 30-year-old wild ginseng in his hand."

"You...what did you say? Thirty years? Are you kidding me?" The man opposite had a trembling voice, obviously shocked.

"If it's convenient for you, you can come to the Zhonghai Club to check it out for yourself." Mao Anyi did not say anything. Although Tang Feng was very sure that it was from the 1930s, she had to leave some room to avoid mistakes in the future.

"I'm out of town now and won't be able to get back for a while, so I will send someone else there. If it is confirmed that it is a wild ginseng that has been there for thirty years, we will never forget Miss Mao's friendship."

After the man finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Mao Anyi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Tang Feng with a smile, "Mr. Chang said, send someone over immediately to check."

Tang Feng didn't care and sat down on the flower bed, "Is this the big shot you were talking about?"

Mao Anyi shook his head, "No, that big boss's name is Ouyang Yushan. I can't get in touch with that kind of person."

"Mr. Chang is Mr. Ouyang's assistant. He usually helps Mr. Ouyang with daily affairs."

Tang Feng rolled his eyes when he heard this, "We've been making so much trouble, how dare you just find a little minion?"

Mao Anyi was immediately displeased, "Why did you say it so harshly? What do you mean by a little minion?"

Tang Feng curled his lips while playing with the wild ginseng, "Isn't it right? This Mr. Chang is Mr. Ouyang's minion, and now he has sent another one of his subordinates here. This is too disrespectful. Are we serious?"

Mao Anyi sat down next to him, "It doesn't matter who he sends here, as long as we can successfully connect with Mr. Ouyang, we will be successful."

Tang Feng just curled his lips and said nothing more.

The two of them didn't wait too long. After about ten minutes, they saw an old man in black robes rushing to the backyard.

"Are you Miss Mao? Mr. Chang sent me here." The old man asked while wiping his sweat.

Mao Anyi hurriedly stood up to greet him, "Hello, I'm Mao Anyi."

The old man didn't say much. "Where is the wild ginseng you mentioned? Let me take a look."

Mao Anyi hurriedly turned to look at Tang Feng, "Quickly take out the wild ginseng and let the old gentleman see it."

Tang Feng looked at the old man with some doubts, but did not take out the wild ginseng immediately.

This made Mao Anyi anxious.

It took a lot of effort for her to catch up with Mr. Ouyang. If she just missed it, it would be really over.

Without waiting for Tang Feng to agree, he took out the wild ginseng from behind and handed it to the old man.

Tang Feng was speechless. He really didn't know where this woman's usual elegance had gone.

The old man took the wild ginseng and looked over it several times.

Tang Feng was wary, always paying attention to the changes in his expression.

You could see his expression changing from shock at first, to a hint of cunning, and finally to calmness.

"Haha, is this the thirty-year-old wild ginseng you are talking about?" The old man took the wild ginseng away with a look of disgust and looked at Tang Feng and Mao Anyi displeased.

Tang Feng sneered in his heart but said nothing.

Mao Anyi's heart thumped, "Old sir, what do you mean by this? Isn't this wild ginseng?"

The old man glanced at Tang Feng, pondered for a moment, and then continued, "This is indeed wild ginseng..."

Before Mao Anyi could get happy, she heard him change the topic, "But it's not thirty years, it's only about ten years."

Mao Anyi suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and stood there in a daze.

What Mr. Ouyang collected was wild ginseng that was more than twenty years old, and ten years old was obviously not enough.

It seems that this last glimmer of hope has been lost.