Then, he pulled the backpack away and took out more than 20 bottles of Pei Yuan Dan's medicinal juice, which was placed in front of Song Dazhe.

"This..." Song Dazhe's eyes widened and he swallowed a slobber. "It's so good, so much, I have to keep a few bottles."

He quickly looked at Fang Chuan: "Brother, you are a good thing, the more the better, I don't want you to say, if I want to hand it down, I can at least earn you a little more money. However, some things are more valuable than money. That is human feelings."

"Ah?" Fang Chuan looked awkward.

"Brother, I am telling you this, just telling you that although we are trading, my brother is taking advantage of you." Song Dazhe smiled:

"So, I owe you your feelings. But if you have what you need, I can do it. You give your brother a sigh, go through the fire, and stay awake."

"Oh, okay." Fang Chuan nodded. After all, Song Dazhe was a veteran of business. With a few words, Fangchuan was moved.

"Brother, I have to take these medicines." Song Dazhe quickly said. After that, he carefully held the medicines and ran upstairs and ran down.

"Come, brother." Song Dazhe once gave Fangchuan a bag of Adidas and handed it to Fang Chuan. "You don't like this package. You bought it yesterday, and said it is suitable for you young people."

Fang Chuan looked at the bag, from the appearance, it is indeed full of youthful modern elements, and, in terms of design, it is also very convenient to use.

"The space of this backpack is good, there are compartments, I like it very much, thank you Brother Song" Fang Chuan is also welcome, received directly.

Pulling the backpack zipper, he does not count the money. He took a small bottle from the previous backpack and said: "Brother, there is also a cosmetic medicinal juice. I call it the scented liquid, which is the prescription for the ancestors. However, There is no experiment. If the scorpion can trust, you can take it and try it."

"Good brother!" Song Dazhe is one hundred reassuring, and he sees that he does not look at the money and collects the money. It seems that he is also a straight person, and he likes Fangchuan more.

He patted Fang Chuan's arm and took the medicine bottle. He said, "I will let your sister in law take it and try it. At most, I will try the back of the hand first. Their women are very powerful in this respect!"

He asked again: "How much is this?"

"No need." Fang Chuangang looked at the money roughly. Song Dazhe gave him nearly 400,000, and he did not plan to ask for more.

He smiled and said: "Just be a gift for the blind."

"Okay, I am not welcome." Song Dazhe nodded. "Well, I will go up and give you something, and she must be crazy."

"Song brother goodbye." Fang Chuan waved his hand, bid farewell to Song Dazhe, went to the booth.

His mood is excited.

In a few days, his fate has completely changed. In a few days, he had more than 400,000, which he could not have imagined before.

All of this is brought to him by Xiuxian.

He knows that the higher the realm of cultivation, the better his life will be, the richer and more legendary.

In the future, the Chinese goods are fire, the best products are fire, and the first products are really fire...

Every time you raise a realm, the cost of medicine will increase by geometric multiples, even ten times ten times.

Moreover, the more you go to the back, the less money you can solve.

"So, I am still too poor." Fang Chuan had to feel.

Back to the booth, Chen Xiong took a vacation today. The colleague who fell over was an uncle. The uncle was very enthusiastic. He was a self-satisfied person. Anyway, nothing happened. He chatted with Fang Chuan.

There are a lot of chats in the southeast and northwest, and Fangchuan doesn't want to talk.

"Small side, see you are still young, no girlfriend? Do you want to introduce one to you?" Uncle enthusiastically.

"You don't have to..." Fang Chuan quickly waved his hand.

Uncle's words made Fang Chuan silent. He used to have a girlfriend and was very beautiful. He felt that she was the most drifting girl.

However, the two have not yet developed a kiss, and the girlfriend was taken away by a rich second generation in the school.

At the time, Fang Chuan was like a knife, and he also had a fight with the second generation. Of course, the second generation of the rich is powerful, with more classes, and the last one is him.

Later, the family had an accident and he also dropped out of school. For a blink of an eye, almost two years later, he has tried not to think about this girl.

Today, when the uncle mentioned it, he had to fall into painful memories.

"Fast two years, you should have a college entrance examination?" Fang Chuan turned his pen in his hand.

"Fangchuan, Fangchuan..." Just as Fangchuan fell into painful memories, when he was unable to extricate himself, the voice from the walkie-talkie in front of him.

"The 15 buildings 502 have parcels, and the industry mainly sent you." The sweet voice of the beauty department of the property department came.

"Hey!" Fang Chuan gave a painful sigh, then said: "Know it."

He put down the intercom and spoke to the uncle, then went to the property department and took the package of the beauty anchor Yu Yu to the 15-502 door.

He is grateful to Yu Yu. If Yu Yu asked him to send something to Song Dazhe, he would not earn money so quickly.

However, the little devil of Yu Xiaoxiao, is it really to see that he is young and dare not do anything?

If it is not for the sake of cultivation, it is not possible to build a foundation, and it cannot be broken. Fang Chuan vows to use her current self-confidence to absolutely slap her.

However, there is no such thing.

He took a deep breath and rang the doorbell: "Owner, parcel..."

Dangdang!

The door opens.

Hey - when Fang Chuan saw the scene in front of him, he almost squirted. He has not seen a beautiful woman! Beautiful police, beautiful sister, each one is not worse than Yu Xiaoxiao.

Moreover, he also saw the beauty of the royal sister Fan Youmei wearing sexy underwear.

I am at home, what a ghost is wearing a looming super sexy bikini? What can you cover with a thin shawl? Can a piece of cloth that can't even be covered by the buttocks be called underwear?

Ah, here are the underages!

- The above is the true inner portrayal of Fang Chuan.

"Sister, your parcel." Fang Chuan felt a little itchy nose, and quickly lowered his head and handed the parcel over.

"Don't, sister, I have to go to work." Fang Chuan quickly turned and wanted to go.

"You give me back!" Yu Hao is faster than him. When he was leaving, he grabbed his arm and dragged him into the room.

The door is closed.