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Chapter 971 Wen Ye's Hunger Marketing Meeting III

"Master Wen, you said that a person can only cost 50,000 yuan at most, but I didn't buy it from you. This is not a violation of the rules, right?"

Liu Xingda asked Wen Ye with a smile.

"right."

Wen Ye nodded because Liu Xingda was indeed saying that.

"Then I'll put it here. Everything you bought yesterday is fine. The box paper seal is torn, and the bottle is fine. But you can't take it as a fool. If you open one or two bottles, I won't say it. If you open too much, there is no such reason, right?"

Liu Xingda made a loud statement to the audience, which attracted the whispering of the middle-aged and young men and women.

"This is not a matter of money,—"

"What's that? You said you cheated money and you returned the money to you. What else do you want to do? Want to find something?"

Liu Xingda glared at the young woman in her thirties who was talking at the beginning: "I'm holding back and not cursing now. If you talk like this without thinking, I'll curse you!"

"Liu Xingda, why are you doing so loudly? Who do you want to scare?"

When the old woman saw Liu Xingda ‘bullying’ her daughter, she immediately jumped out and was reluctant.

"I bought these medicines for my own money, and I will not refund any bottle!"

The stubborn temper of the thin old man also came up and shouted to his daughter: "Go away!"

"I will report you!"

The young woman did not dare to talk back to her father, looked at Wen Ye with cold eyes and threatened to leave.

"Don't leave first. Grandpa Liu, you've stopped me? If you want to leave, please listen to it. Since you come here, you want to reason, then I'm going to reason with you. Are you going to be a rogue with me again?"

The young woman stopped and turned back to her body to look at Wen Ye, her eyes still had sharp contempt and disdain to see through.

"Grandpa Zhao, Grandma Sun, Grandpa Liu, you guys sit down and listen to me first."

"You said, you said."

Liu Xingda glanced at the young woman coldly and sat down with a smile.

"Master Wen, you said."

"Master Wen is ignorant, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

The two old men also sat down quickly.

"Grandpa Liu, what I said just now is wrong. Please take care of it. You can buy medicinal materials. Although these medicinal materials are authentic Siberian wild medicinal materials,—"

"You said yes?"

The girl retorted Wen Ye loudly: "I asked the medicinal materials store, the best varieties here are Northeast ginseng and Korean ginseng. I have never heard of any Siberian wild ginseng! Also, the Korean ginseng in the pharmacy is better than this, the price is only half of it, how dark you are!"

Fearing that it was not convincing, the girl held the ginseng in a transparent box packaged by the old man from Wen Ye in his left hand, and the transparent box packaged in his right hand, but the packaging was obviously high-end, elegant and elegant, and it contained a much larger ginseng. She shouted angrily: "I only have 3,000 yuan, but you want 7,000 yuan, and you still say you are not black?"

Wen Ye frowned and was interrupted again, and his heart was a little angry.

"I'll take a look."

At this time, an energetic old man sitting on the back edge stood up and walked to the girl.

The girl gave the Korean ginseng in her right hand like a treasure to the old man. As a result, the old man only took a look and signaled to look at Wen Ye's wild ginseng.

"Girl, I told you that you don't think of ginseng that you see. This Korean ginseng is artificially cultivated in a natural forest. I can buy it in Seoul for 500 yuan. What you go to is a Chinese medicine shop that can kill customers. You can go to Tongrentang to see it. You can give you a 10,000 yuan discount for the exact same 1,500 yuan per piece. This one is not cheap, but this is Mingzhu. There are many rich people, and even if you sell it, you will have someone to ask for it."

The old man saw the girl looking at him like a child caregiver, and said to Wen Ye: "It was also yesterday when I saw my old friend bought ginseng and found out that you can have this good thing here. Some people can't even beat them with gongs. What's the point with them?"

"My brother Lu Qingsong, vice president of the Municipal Health Association, often goes to TV to explain health care."

A rich and prosperous old aunt stood up to introduce her, and smiled at Liu Xingda and said, "Brother Liu, please take a little care of this old mountain ginseng, we'll want it."

"I'll give you money now, but no one stops talking. Until now, the young man hasn't finished talking."

Lu Qingsong did not use the title of Master Wen. In his mind, Wen Ye was just a young man who could do business and storing medicinal materials.

At the same time, I opened my bag, took out a stack of 100-dollar bills and started checking the money.

"As for those small bottles that are ground into powder and opened with mud seals, I will inspect the goods one by one. As long as there is no other thing in it, I will recover the price. Grandpa Liu, you really don't need these things. You are having a problem with high blood pressure. You can buy the powder for two years. The efficacy of these powders also has a shelf life. There is no need for you to waste money but make the grandparents in need unable to buy it."

Wen Ye's words aroused a lot of praise in the venue.

The middle-aged and young men were so angry that they cursed hypocrisy in their hearts. However, since Wen Ye said that he could refund the money, no one made any noise anymore. He just wanted to see how Wen Ye brags about the lectures in the subsequent lectures and just expose his shameless face.

Wen Ye looked around the yard for a week: "The reason I did this this time is to put it bluntly that I need some money. It would be too fake to say that if you serve everyone, it would be too fake, but at least you can get the needs of each person. Let's return the things first."

He looked at the thin old man again: "Grandpa Zhao, Grandma Sun, please don't make me embarrassed. Grandpa Zhao, I have said your problem before, that is, high blood sugar, you have to control your mouth and legs. As long as you exercise and diet are reasonable, you can effectively control it. Grandma Sun, you have a migraine, and your biggest problem is to be impatient. Don't be anxious when encountering things, and you have to calm down."

After saying these words, Wen Ye said to the young woman: "Please come and return the things. Molly and Xiaoyong are responsible. Please queue up for the things to return. I'll give the things to the lecture."

Immediately, most of the twenty or thirty middle-aged and young men and women went to queue up to refund the money, and the remaining ten were difficult to choose due to the majesty of the elderly at home.

"I won't promote my stuff in this case, and I will still buy it voluntarily after the meeting. I want to talk about the soul and the body in this case. To put it directly, it is life that combines the two. The body is a jar, and the soul is what is contained in the jar. A body without a soul is an empty jar. If the soul is contained in the jar, it is a living person."

Wen Ye said something so that the yard was silent and everyone was confused.

Even those who were queuing for refunds were looking at Wen Ye with an idiot.

Only Qian Xiaoyong was excited and handed over the registration book in his hand to Tang Xihan, looking at Wen Ye with admiration and listening carefully.

"By the same principle, only the soul and no empty jar load, or a broken jar, this soul is also in chaos and cannot be regarded as a living person."

"Only the souls have no jars, only the jars have no souls, or the restaurant loading the souls is broken. These three situations are things that God can do, at least I don't have this ability yet."

There were boos at the scene. Except for Qian Xiaoyong, even Molly and Tang Xihan were holding back their wits and not laughing.
Chapter completed!
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