After saying that, Wu Xiaofeng took out her phone and handed it to Zhang Yong respectfully.
Zhang Yong took a look and saw that they were all photos of contracts.
After reading it for a few times, Zhang Yong finally understood.
Why was Xie Bailan forced into desperation? It turned out that she had inherited everything from her dead husband, and almost everything was taken away by Wu Xiaofeng.
The village has more than 800 acres of land, four barren mountains, and a modern pig farm.
There are still two apartments in the town, a flower shop, and several million in bank balances.
No wonder I heard before that Wu Xiaoming is the richest man in this village.
It's a pity that Wu Xiaoming died, and all these wealth belong to Xie Bailan.
But in these years, Xie Bailan did not live a life like a rich woman because of Wu Xiaofeng's persecution.
Now that she is fine, Wu Xiaofeng can only spit out all the things she swallowed.
Zhang Yong was naturally very happy.
"Smelly bitch... you almost drove me, Sister Lan, to death. Give you a mouthful and get out of here!"
Another slap made Wu Xiaofeng roll on the ground three times.
Li Dazui on the side had also tasted the taste of this kind of hammer. It was so painful that he could only watch silently, not daring to say a word.
Wu Xiaofeng cried like a child.
At this moment, Xie Bailan finally woke up.
"Sister Lan, look, what your husband left for you, I got it back for you!"
When Zhang Yong took a look, Xie Bailan's clothes were disheveled, her fair skin was as white as jade, her shoulders and pockets were slipping, and she looked more mature and plump. He felt hot even if he took another look at her.
Soon, Xie Bailan, who was a little hazy, figured out what was happening in front of her.
She really didn't expect that when she was drunk and falling asleep, all the wealth left to her by her dead husband would come back.
Her grief turned into shock, a mixture of joy and sorrow, and she continued to cry.
Zhang Yong was about to say something, but when he saw the charming and frail Xie Bailan, she threw herself into his arms.
"Xiaoyong... thank you... wuwu... I... how should I repay you..."
The two hugged each other and were extremely intimate.
If no one was present, Xie Bailan would definitely have a nice and tender relationship with Zhang Yong.
"Go away, go away, get the hell out of here!"
When Li Dazui saw this situation, he understood immediately.
He quickly asked Wu Xiaofeng and all his men to take the opportunity to escape.
No matter what, today Li Dazui and Zhang Yong are on the line.
At least, they won't shout and kill each other as soon as they meet like before.
Li Dazui is now relaxed.
In the room, only Xie Bailan was left crying.
Zhang Yong actually enjoyed it very much. Such a charming and sexy young woman put a huge pressure on his chest and made him very restless!
"Sister Lan, I didn't expect... that there would be a beautiful rich woman like you in the village, haha..."
"Huh, it's nice to hold someone else's wife in your arms, isn't it? But, how about I make you happier?"
“Something happier???”
The beauty is in my arms, lying on the couch beside me, it’s getting late, and I’m alone!
Is there anything more enjoyable now than studying various postures together?
Zhang Yong became energetic immediately.
Looking at the beautiful young woman in his arms, Zhang Yong started to tremble a little.
But soon, Zhang Yong realized that he had thought too much.
What Xie Bailan said made him happy was to give some of these assets to himself!
Mainly two hundred acres of land!
Anyway, Xie Bailan has abandoned these lands. She doesn't have the ability of her dead husband, so she can't manage them at all.
However, the value of these lands is at least several hundred thousand!
Is the rich woman so generous?
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Xie Bailan felt that Zhang Yong was not as excited as before.
Zhang Yong didn't want to show that he was too horny and impatient, but he still couldn't help but tease, "Is there anything happier?"
"...Hmph, you are so greedy for my body!"
"hey-hey……"
Xie Bailan saw that in Zhang Yong's eyes, there was an urge to push him down.
She quickly said, "It's too late. You should go back first. I will notify you after I have transferred the assets!"
Zhang Yong thought to himself that Xie Bailan was good enough.
Giving yourself land worth hundreds of thousands would definitely be a big help.
This is a huge bargain!
Zhang Yong has taken someone else’s assets and wants to sleep with someone else’s wife. You can’t go too far!
Just accept it when you're done!
If all these lands were planted with cash crops, Zhang Yong would make a fortune.
Others have no way to make a lot of money by farming, but Zhang Yong is different.
In the Pharmacist's Book, there are many kinds of rare medicines on the market!
Zhang Yong no longer cares about beautiful young women.
Anyway, there is no rush for the immediate moment. Sooner or later, she will have to take the initiative to bring it up.
"Sister Lan, I'm leaving then. Don't miss me too much tonight!"
"...I missed you so much, you little pervert!"
A beautiful young woman is a treasure. Most women don't have this charm and sexy energy.
Zhang Yong walked away triumphantly.
…………
Early the next morning, Zhang Yong was awakened by the smell of medicine.
He quickly ran to the vegetable patch in the backyard to take a look.
"It actually split its roots? Is this... fairy grass?"
Zhang Yong originally planted Baishan old ginseng using fibrous roots, not seeds.
Although dragon grass ash has a miraculous effect in nourishing the soil, the newly grown old white mountain ginseng has obviously completed its transformation.
One root turned into three, just like the fairy roots of spiritual grass. It was an extraordinary thing!
"I...I know, this is not for ordinary people to eat!"
Zhang Yong realized that everything in the Medicine Master's Book was the secret technique of those who cultivated immortality.
The so-called nourishment of dragon grass ash is actually the evolution of objects that changes the world.
This small piece of land that has been evolved by dragon grass ash can probably be described as a fairyland.
"If you sell it for a thousand yuan, you will definitely lose money. If you want to sell it, it will be a sky-high price. You can sell it directly to a rich man!"
Zhang Yong finally realized his own value.
He only knows one super rich man.
Jiang Suyan!
Zhang Yong originally wanted to contact the other party directly, but after careful consideration, he did not call.
"I am a miracle doctor. I cannot lower my status. I must let the other party treat me."
No matter what, Zhang Yong cannot drop the price.
If the Jiang family wanted to invite him directly, they would have to come to their door.
In this way, Zhang Yong’s super old white mountain ginseng can be sold at a higher price.
"Brother Yong, are you at home?"
There was a soft shout outside the door, but Zhang Yong could hear it clearly from such a distance.
Li Dazui.
This bitch is a professional dog licker.
Zhang Yong quickly grabbed a small piece of old ginseng, stood up and walked towards the door.
"whats the matter?"
Seeing Li Dazui still sitting in a wheelchair, Zhang Yong thought that this guy might not recover in ten and a half months.
Unless you heal it with your own hands.
"Brother Yong, I'm sorry to disturb you!"
Li Dazui is really good at adapting to the changing circumstances. Ever since he found out that Zhang Yong had a backer, he couldn't defeat him, and he couldn't defeat him, so he decided to take the initiative to join.
"Here is a small gift. It is my apology to you. You also know that I am just a mad dog. Let's just forget about the past. I really want to make friends with you now!"
Mad dog?
Zhang Yong sneered.
This bitch still has a very clear understanding of himself.
But how did a big mad dog become his own licking dog?
When Zhang Yong saw the gift, it turned out to be an Armani suit worth tens of thousands.
Men are so sincere when giving gifts.
Zhang Yong has never worn a suit costing tens of thousands of yuan, but to the naked eye, the quality is indeed good.