Buzz!

In the night, a yellow Lamborghini roared by the roar of the engine and soon stopped in a beautiful tail-swinging door at the club where Fang Lei was waiting early.

The car door opened and a young man with a pale face got out of the car.

In addition to the slightly pale face, the young man looked very unusual and looked quite handsome.

As soon as he got off the car, he looked around, obviously looking for someone. At the same time, the doorman also walked up with a wink and slowly drove away amid the familiar greetings of the young man.

Fang Lei looked at all this and felt aroused in his heart. He knew that the young man was waiting for someone.

According to his understanding, the rich second generation with kidney deficiency in front of him is not the kind of person who is busy waiting to die. This private club that is not open to the public is his place to meet in a certain way.

Looking at his look around, Fang Lei knew that he must have made an appointment with someone again.

"It seems that we must contact us as soon as possible. Otherwise, the person he is waiting for will come back later, and I can't get into this club even if I want to find him."

Fang Lei's eyes flashed. With his god's power, he naturally had a way to sneak into the club. But don't forget that in the big cities of China, there is a surveillance monitor after a few steps.

Fang Lei doesn't want anyone to notice him like a weak chicken at this stage.

Thinking of this, Fang Lei walked towards the young man with great strides.

Fang Lei's actions quickly attracted the young man's attention.

There is no way not to pay attention. If Fang Lei was a loser before, he was different from the moment he became a god. Maybe he was a loser among the gods in another world, but he was still a god in essence.

The young man's family background is destined to be his vision that ordinary people can compare. Seeing that although Fang Lei is wearing cheap clothes, his indescribable temperament still makes the young man nod and smile at Fang Lei kindly.

"Han Liming, Young Master Han?" Fang Lei came to Han Liming and stretched out a palm.

There was a little surprise on Han Liming's face. He didn't know such a peer in his memory. However, Youdao did not hit someone but smile. Fang Lei showed his kindness, so Han Liming naturally would not be embarrassed.

He shook hands with Fang Lei gently, and Han Liming said in confusion: "Who is this friend?"

Fang Lei smiled and said, "It's just an unknown little man. I actually have a small private business to discuss when I come to Han Guo today."

"Oh?" Han Liming showed an interesting look on his face, and his pair of sword eyebrows raised: "Private business? Tell me?"

"Cough cough..." Fang Lei coughed lightly, then approached slightly, and whispered: "I heard that Han Shao's kidney is not good?"

Han Liming's face changed slightly, but he still looked calm: "This friend might as well say something, there is no need to talk about such a private matter, right?"

Kidney deficiency is related to the dignity of a man. Even if Han Liming is highly cultivated, a stranger will say in person that his kidneys are not good, and his face will be a little bad.

Seeing Han Liming's expression, Fang Lei knew that kidney deficiency was too sensitive.

In fact, if he was a slut who had a strong head, he would not say this, but "Friends, please learn about the aphrodisiac?"

Fortunately, Fang Lei, who became independent early, is not smart, but he is not stupid either.

However, after seeing Han Liming's slightly changed expression, he knew that no matter how gentle he was, he would not feel comfortable when he said in person that a man had kidney deficiency.

Taking a deep breath, Fang Lei decided to go straight to the point:

"Okay, Mr. Han is really happy. Then I'll say it straightforwardly. I have a recipe for medicinal wine, which can nourish the kidneys and strengthen yang. The effect is definitely immediate and can stand the test."

"The most important thing is that I only have this recipe. I wonder if Mr. Han is interested?"

When Han Liming heard this, his face looked much better. It varies from person to person, and prescription of the right medicine is a very common method in their business.

But he was not interested in things like medicinal wine. He shook his head and said unquestionably: "Sorry, my Han family does not plan to get involved in the medicinal wine business for the time being."

Fang Lei was not angry when he was rejected by Han Liming. Although he was not a rich second generation circle, he also knew how much it would cost to get a certificate of medicinal wine in the Tian Dynasty.

Especially in this era of health care products flying everywhere, there are endless health care products that are available almost every day. It is really boring to make old memes such as medicinal wine that are so bad that it is really boring.

Faced with Han Liming's unquestionableness, Fang Lei's expression remained unchanged, and looked at Han Liming and said:

"Mr. Han, my medicinal wine is not an ordinary medicinal wine, not comparable to things like xmao medicinal wine and Sanbian wine."

"The amount of this wine is not large, only one jar. The specific effect, Mr. Han can try it."

As he said that, Fang Lei whined at the club: "Young Master Han can think about it. Anyway, you won't suffer any loss if you try it, right?"

Seeing Fang Lei's mouthless action, Han Liming's face was not very good. He played with those people every day, but he couldn't get hard. To be honest, he was still quite tired.

Moreover, I am almost thirty and have not left any blood for my family. This is also a heart disease that the Han family has always had.

Seeing Fang Lei's confident look and Fang Lei's description of the medicinal wine itself and the market division, Han Liming became more moved.

"Mr. Han, if the effect cannot be immediate, I promise that I will not appear in front of you again." Seeing that Han Liming had already moved, Fang Lei looked at Han Liming and added solemnly.

"This..." Han Liming was still hesitating. People like him were more concerned about the things they were at.

At this moment, a business car suddenly stopped near Han Liming, attracting Han Liming's attention.

Seeing the familiar license plate number, Han Liming nodded to Fang Lei and said politely: "Let's talk about it if you have the chance in the future. I'm really sorry. I have something to do here and I need to leave first."

After saying that, Han Liming's face was full of smiles and he strode towards the business car.

"Haha, Mr. Li, I really make me wait."

Seeing Han Liming chatting with a group of people intimately and walking towards the club while being polite to each other, Fang Lei shrugged indifferently.

This goal doesn't work, I have other goals.

I don’t feel any regrets. After all, I missed a fool with a god’s friendship, but I am not myself.

Fang Lei is still very confident about selling wine.

After all, the small advertisements on the telephone poles for treating venereal diseases can make a lot of money, let alone my own wine?

Watching Han Liming enter the club, Fang Lei suddenly became hungry. He glanced around for a week and finally walked towards a wonton shop.

While walking, Fang Lei shook his head and sighed: "I am a young model in the club. I am a Qianli Xiang Won. But I am still a god... sad!"

sorrow!
Chapter completed!