Yang Wei agreed to Ma Bufang's request so hasty, which inevitably made Ma Bufang feel a little unsure, just like he suddenly landed after climbing a mountain. The sudden drop made him unable to understand why Yang Wei did this.

Ma Bufang, who was uneasy in his heart, hurried to find Zhang Haiming. Although on the surface, he wanted to discuss the next sales plan with Zhang Haiming, in fact, he wanted to ask Zhang Haiming what his opinion is about this matter. After all, Ma Bufang is very cautious when doing things. Yang Wei's actions today inevitably made Ma Bufang feel "confused". He always felt that Yang Wei's rash actions were hidden under Yang Wei's rash actions.

Ma Bufang panicked and went to the inn where Zhang Haiming was staying. Zhang Haiming was usually more arrogant than the sky and never took others seriously. It seemed to be to show that he was superior and even the residence was unique. In order to show that he was superior, he specially changed his room to the upper room on the top floor.

The northwest area is sparsely populated, and the inns are usually very business. The travelers who come and go here are unwilling to throw money on meaningless houses for nothing. Therefore, Zhang Haiming lives on the third floor.

Ma Bufang strode into the inn and stopped the guy who was about to go out as soon as he entered the door. After looking around, he lowered his voice secretly and said, "Go and call out Mr. Zhang, who lives in the upper room on the top floor." Blood Quenching Mountains 318

The guy smiled and said, "Teacher Ma, Mr. Zhang is not here, he went out early in the morning."

This answer made Ma Bufang very angry. I think he always called the wind and rain when he was in Qinghai. The situation where he came to the door but couldn't find anyone made him angry but he could not do anything. He stared at the friend and said, "Then go upstairs and open his door to me!"

The guy immediately took a step back and hesitated: "Why would Commander Ma take a break downstairs? Opening the guest room door is a matter of breaking the rules, so it is absolutely necessary."

Ma Bufang, who was angry, could not care about any rules, let alone a small inn that he didn't care at all. Thinking of this, the impatient Ma Bufang didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and the dagger on his waist was already crossing the guy's neck. Ma Bufang showed a gloomy smile and sneered: "You can't even need to be a gun if you want your life. If you move quickly, you might be able to save your life."

"Sex" is in the moment, and the guy can no longer lock up the conscience in the industry. Without saying a word, he ran upstairs and obediently opened Zhang Haiming's door. He did not forget to fill Ma Bufang with tea. Then he smiled flatteringly and exited the door. He was almost tripped by the threshold at the door and turned to the gods and martial arts.

The moment the door was closed by the friend from outside the door, Ma Bufang immediately stood up and stood anxiously at the window looking out. In the closed and depressed northwest town, all the scenery was brought into Ma Bufang's eyes. The anxious Ma Bufang's eyes moved quickly, and soon he saw Zhang Haiming walking here not far away. The other party was walking slowly calmly, his face was filled with joy, as if he had encountered something good.

This expression made Ma Bufang, who was already anxious, even more annoyed. In a frustration, Ma Bufang pulled out the gun card on his waist and pointed it at Zhang Haiming's feet. The bullet flew out with the whistling sound of gunfire and landed at Zhang Haiming's feet without any bias.

Zhang Haiming, who had not yet understood what was going on, jumped backwards out of an instinctive reaction, widened his eyes and looked at the still smoking gun hole on the ground, and screamed, ramming around like a headless fly. Ma Bufang sneered and roared. Zhang Haiming, who was completely panicked, looked around for a long time before he straightened his falling glasses, raised his head to look at Ma Bufang who was standing at the window, patted his chest in shock, and leaned forward in surprise.

Until he opened the door, Zhang Haiming's face was still as white as the color. Looking at Ma Bufang, who was sitting cross-legged at the table and playing with a pistol, his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground. He didn't dare to step in a step for a long time. Ma Bufang snorted disdainfully, raised his head calmly, raised his chin and pointed to the stool in front of him. Zhang Haiming's legs immediately softened, and he held the door frame weakly. The smile he forced out was even worse than crying. He said tremblingly: "Master Ma, everything is easy to say. Can you put that guy away first?"

Ma Bufang, who was sitting opposite, ignored Zhang Haiming's plea. Instead, he raised his gun and pointed the gun at Zhang Haiming and said, "Stop talking nonsense, sit here!"

Zhang Haiming's legs were trembling, and he rolled and crawled in front of Ma Bufang. He sat on his butt on half a bench, looking at Ma Bufang shiveredly and said, "Master Ma, what are you going to say?"

Ma Bufang played with the gun card in his hand and said carelessly: "Yang Wei has agreed to hand over the right to sell oil."

Hearing this, Zhang Haiming's cold sweat finally emerged and said with a sad face: "You are posing like this to talk about this?"

Zhang Haiming was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Ma Bufang stared at him and said, "A small matter? Who swore that he had said how the right to sell oil was hard to get?"

Zhang Haiming immediately understood what Ma Bufang meant and hurriedly catered to him: "Teacher Ma is indeed very powerful!"

Ma Bufang disagreed and said, "What's this? My teacher took action personally. Does Yang Wei dare to say the word "no"?"

At this time, Ma Bufang had already devoted himself to his own self-proclaiming and completely forgot the purpose of this trip. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Haiming and said, "What did you do when you ran out early in the morning?"

"Oh!" Zhang Haiming slapped his forehead repeatedly. He had good news to say, but his mind was blank by Ma Bufang's actions. If Ma Bufang hadn't reminded him, he would have been left behind. Thinking of the telegram he received today, Zhang Haiming quickly smiled and said, "If Commander Ma didn't say it, Zhang would have forgotten it! Speaking of this, thanks to Commander Ma who obtained the right to sell oil so quickly!"

Zhang Haiming was so happy that he was only concerned about expressing his joy, but Ma Bufang opposite him was confused and said unhappily: "What is it?" The Bloody Mountains and Rivers 318

Zhang Haiming sat down and said proudly: "That's right, Zhang has been contacting oil sales recently. I received a telegram this morning, which was about asking us for oil purchases."

Ma Bufang snorted inexplicably and said, "Didn't you say you've already contacted me?"

Zhang Haiming immediately shook his head and said, "Teacher Ma doesn't know that this customer is different from those who have been before. First of all, the sales location of this customer is located in Urumqi, Xinjiang. Compared with the customer in Shanghai, this person is located closer to the geographical location. First of all, he can save a lot of money on transportation costs, and secondly..."
Chapter completed!