Sun Xiaoyang looked surprised and asked curiously.
"Yi Zihao!"
"Yi Zihao? Is it him?"
Sun Xiaoyang's expression was even more shocked, while Sun Changjun nodded solemnly and responded: "That's him!"
In fact, the pills Ye Zihao gave him last time were indeed very effective. Since they were effective, I could use money to buy medicine from him.
"Dad! But is that guy willing to buy medicine for us?" Sun Xiaoyang said worriedly.
"Yes! Because money can make all the difference."
Sun Changjun looked confident. In his opinion, there are no problems in this world that cannot be solved with money, and he has plenty of money!
…
That night!
Sun Changjun and his son personally invited Ye Zihao to dinner.
In a 5-star hotel in Jiangcheng, Sun Changjun and the others were patiently waiting for Ye Zihao's arrival.
On the phone before, Ye Zihao agreed to come, but who knows if this guy will suddenly change his mind?
"Dong dong dong!"
However, at this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the box.
Soon the door of the box opened, and a young woman wearing a black cheongsam led a man and walked away.
And he was none other than Ye Zihao.
"Oh! Mr. Sun, Mr. Sun! We meet again." As soon as he entered the door, Ye Zihao feigned enthusiasm and said hello.
As early as a few hours ago, he received a call from Sun Changjun.
On the phone, the other party wanted to make an appointment with me to talk about something. As for what it was about, the other party didn't say much.
As the saying goes: If you show courtesy for nothing, you will either commit adultery or steal!
Uncharacteristically, Sun Changjun took the initiative to invite him to dinner, and he probably didn't have any good intentions.
In order to find out what the other party was doing, Ye Zihao decided to attend the meeting.
"Master Ye! Please sit down, please sit down!"
Sun Changjun stood up straight and greeted him warmly, and soon Ye Zihao sat down.
Soon, they ordered some wine and food.
About 20 minutes later, the food and wine arrived. Ye Zihao only focused on eating and did not take the initiative to mention what happened tonight.
Finally, Sun Changjun couldn't bear it anymore.
Seeing him reveal a flattering smile, he asked: "Master Ye! Do you still have the pills you gave my son last time?"
"have!"
The corners of Ye Zihao's mouth raised slightly, as if he noticed something.
In fact, the waist-strengthening pills he gave Sun Xiaoyang were indeed very effective, but the only drawback was that they were addictive.
In other words, the more you take it, the more likely you are to become addicted.
To put it simply, this is the hole Ye Zihao dug for Sun Xiaoyang, just wait until he jumps into the hole.
But now that Sun Changjun took the initiative to mention this pill, he must have wanted to buy it for himself.
Sure enough, as he expected, Sun Changjun did want to buy medicine.
Seeing his surprised expression, he asked, "That's great! I will buy as many medicines as you have."
"Mr. Sun! This medicine exists, but you have to know that its production is very troublesome. It requires more than ten kinds of precious traditional Chinese medicine, and then it takes seven, seven and forty-nine days to refine it into one. So in terms of price,
…”
At this point, Ye Zihao paused deliberately, the implication being obvious.
"Money is not an issue! I have plenty!"
Sun Changjun looked like a rich man, and then asked: "Tell me! How much money do you want? Is 100,000 a bottle enough?"
"Mr. Sun! This is not a matter of money, but the preparation of these pills is very complicated. Just using traditional Chinese medicine alone will cost nearly 100,000 yuan. I..."
Before Ye Zihao finished speaking, Sun Changjun immediately said: "Don't say anything! 500,000 for a bottle of pills!"
"500,000? Mr. Sun, you may not know the trouble this pill has caused. This is no longer a question of money, but a question of time. It took seven, seven, forty-nine days..."
"One million! This should be enough, right?"
Sun Changjun retorted and his expression became serious.
"Mr. Sun! They said it's not about money anymore. As a doctor, it's my job to save lives and save lives. Even if you don't give me money, I will treat Mr. Sun's illness. But the medicinal materials are precious, and I..."
Ye Zihao said that he looked very embarrassed.
"Yi Zihao! The price is 3 million!"
"Mr. Sun, don't be afraid to tell the truth. I, Ye Zihao, have always regarded money as dirt. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than a seven-story pagoda. A doctor has the heart of a parent..."
"Stop saying anything, 5...5 million!"
Sun Changjun almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words with difficulty.
"Mr. Sun, I..."
"6 million!"
"Alas! They say I regard money as dirt!"
"8 million! The final price!"
"make a deal!"
At the end of the sentence, Ye Zihao grinned, his expression seemed to be very proud.
"You...you have the guts!"
Sun Changjun was so angry that he couldn't speak. From the initial price of 100,000 for a bottle, to the current price of 8 million, the price has increased nearly 80 times.
What's frustrating is that Ye Zihao keeps saying that doctors have a parental heart and treat people's illnesses without using any money, and that he treats money like dirt.
Oh shit!
It’s so fucking hypocritical!
Sun Changjun was so frustrated that he almost vomited blood. He had lived for decades and had never been tricked as badly as he was today.
8 million!
Although it is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, for Sun Changjun, who is wealthy and wealthy, it is only a small amount.
If you can cure your son's disease of "not giving up", what is this 8 million?
As the saying goes: There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest is not having children!
For the future generations of the Sun family, Sun Changjun must give these 8 million.
However, Sun Changjun was willing to give it, but Sun Xiaoyang was not convinced.
Not only was he unable to move, but he also contracted syphilis. What was even more terrifying was that he would wake up from nightmares in the dead of night.
In the dream, I dreamed of being tortured by the fat woman.
He would never forget that horrific experience in his life.
And these painful memories all come from one person, he is Ye Zihao!
Now, Ye Zihao has not only cheated himself, but also cheated his father's country. How can he swallow this bad breath?
"Bang!"
So, he suddenly slapped the table, which frightened Sun Changjun to the point where he almost fell off his chair.
"Xiao Yang, you are seeking death, why are you slapping the table?" Sun Changjun angrily reprimanded and cursed.
"Dad! I can accept 80,000 yuan for that pill, but 8 million? Huh! I'd rather not have it!"
Sun Xiaoyang scolded him angrily, his expression seemed to be very strong.
"Nonsense!"
"What's wrong with you? Shut up right now!"
Sun Changjun suddenly became angry.
I worked so hard to lower the price to 8 million, and now my son says no, what if I anger Ye Zihao?
At this time, Ye Zihao shook his head slightly, sighed, and said: "Mr. Sun! Since Master Sun doesn't believe me, then I can only give up, 8 million! I won't buy it!"