He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!

In fact, it's not as complicated as Mao Anyi thought.

When Tang Feng patted Ma Youming twice on the shoulder, he stabbed his recurrent laryngeal nerve with a silver needle, causing him to temporarily lose his voice.

He knew that Ma Youming was determined not to give up and would definitely come to the club to expose him.

Simply teach him a lesson and let him know his methods.

Now it seems that it has indeed achieved the effect he wanted.

Ma Youming was obviously frightened.

"My friend is not in a good mental state. Please open a private room for me." Mao Anyi knew that Tang Feng had to deal with this matter next, so she asked the receptionist to open another private room.

Tang Feng dragged Ma Youming to the box with half support and half intimidation.

Ma Youming hurriedly signaled to the two reception staff for help.

But it did not arouse the suspicion of the two.

First of all, Mao Anyi is a public figure and will definitely not do anything illegal openly.

Secondly, Ma Youming does not seem to be mentally normal and needs a good rest.

As soon as he entered the private room, Ma Youming knelt down in front of Tang Feng. Since he couldn't make any sound, he could only plead silently.

Tang Feng ignored him, sat down at the coffee table and poured himself a cup of tea, "Call that Mr. Chang."

In fact, Mao Anyi thought so too.

After all, this Ma Youming was sent here by Mr. Chang. How to deal with him still depends on Mr. Chang's wishes.

I immediately dialed Mr. Chang's phone number.

Before she could speak, Tang Feng had already snatched the phone away and scolded her, "Mr. Chang, right? Do you know how to do anything? Who are you sending here? Are you treating us like fools... …”

Mao Anyi was immediately startled.

Mr. Chang is Mr. Ouyang’s assistant. In Zhonghai, who dares not to give others some face?

And Tang Feng actually used this tone to reprimand others. Isn't this too rash?

She no longer cared about her manners and rushed over to snatch the phone back, "Mr. Chang, I'm really sorry. My friend...he drank too much."

After a while, Mr. Chang's quiet voice was heard from the other side, "Miss Mao, what happened?"

Mao Anyi sighed and told the truth about how Ma Youming jumped up and down, intimidating and tempting them.

After listening to this, Mr. Chang's voice became obviously gloomy, "Ms. Mao, I'm sorry. This Ma Youming was also introduced to me by a friend. His medical skills are indeed pretty good. I didn't expect that his character would be so low and cause you so much trouble. It's really terrible." Feel sorry."

Mao Anyi panicked when she heard that Mr. Chang actually apologized to her, "Mr. Chang, don't say that. You were also bewitched by this person. How can I blame you?"

"Don't worry, Miss Mao, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation. Please give your phone to Ma Youming."

Although Mr. Chang has been trying to suppress it, his anger is still beyond words.

Mao Anyi immediately turned on the speakerphone.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Chang's cold voice was heard, "Ma Youming, is there something wrong with that wild ginseng?"

When Ma Youming heard Mr. Chang's voice, he trembled immediately and opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He hurriedly looked at Tang Feng begging.

Tang Feng walked over and rubbed his neck twice.

"ah……"

Ma Youming tried it and was able to make a sound. He was immediately horrified by Tang Feng's magical method.

"Mr. Chang, the wild ginseng is...no problem, it is indeed...thirty-year-old wild ginseng." When he faced Mr. Chang, he did not dare to hide anything.

Mao Anyi glared at him angrily, so this guy was lying to her?

This wild ginseng is actually thirty years old?

"Then why did you lie to Miss Mao and say it was from the 10th century?" Mr. Chang's voice became calmer, but it made people feel scared.

"I... I saw that they were both young, so I just thought... I wanted to buy them at a low price, earn... a profit difference, and... befriend Mr. Ouyang..." Ma Youming also knew what he was doing. It was so shameless, and there was no sound after that.

“How much is this wild ginseng worth exactly?”

"Thirty-year-old wild ginseng is too scarce and has no market price. This wild ginseng is in excellent condition and has no damage at all. It is worth at least...at least five million."

"Haha, you can make a profit from the price difference. A wild ginseng plant worth five million, and you want to buy it for only two hundred thousand? What is the difference between this and a robbery?"

"Mr. Chang, I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance."

Ma Youming heard Mr. Chang's anger and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"It's useless to beg me. You should go and beg Miss Mao and her friends. No matter what method you use, you must get their forgiveness. If you dare to ruin Mr. Ouyang's important event, you know the consequences."

After Mr. Chang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ma Youming was in a daze for a while, and when he looked at Tang Feng and Tang Feng again, a flattering smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Miss Mao, I... I just joked with you, I hope you don't take it seriously."

"Are you kidding? Doctor Ma's joke is really big."

Mao Anyi's chest was rising and falling, obviously trying to suppress his anger.

A thirty-year-old wild ginseng worth five million was actually said to be ten years old, and he wanted to buy it for two hundred thousand.

When Ye Feng refused, she thought he was a little ungrateful.

I never expected that it would be her who was truly ungrateful.

She was actually deceived by the other party.

If it weren't for Tang Feng today, she might have sold this priceless wild ginseng at the price of cabbage.

Being played like a fool would make anyone feel angry.

Ma Youming also knew that he had offended the two of them too much, so he could only keep begging.

But Tang Feng and Mao Anyi were not moved at all.

"Just give up on this idea. Even if I feed this wild ginseng to dogs, I won't sell it to you."

Tang Feng was sipping tea by himself. Not to mention, the Dahongpao tasted better and better the more he drank.

He already likes drinking tea a little bit now, and it seems that he really needs to stock up on some tea leaves at home.

Seeing that the other party refused so simply, Ma Youming knew that if he didn't get some blood today, he might not be able to survive.

Gritting his teeth, he suddenly took out the exquisite wooden box from his arms.

"As long as you agree to sell wild ginseng to Mr. Chang, this set of Panlong Needles... I will give it to you for free!"