Sky Eye Evil Doctor

Chapter 190

Seeing Pan Lang's fierce expression, Tang Jiajun turned pale with fright, waved his hands quickly, and said, "Young Master Pan, I'm just talking casually, I don't have any other meaning, I just don't trust others, don't you believe me? Is it? It’s just that 3000 million is a bit too much, right? I, I can’t spend so much money!”

Pan Lang sighed softly, patted the other party's shoulder again, and said, "Little Tang, if there is really no other way, let Director Tang live the rest of the time in peace, as his Son, you should spend more time with him to make him happy, and when the time comes, I will also let my father go to your father's funeral."

"Push!"

Tang Jiajun was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot.

I just want to bargain with the other party and get less money, but the other party is too shameless, right?He even said words like funeral. Isn't this cursing his father?However, he also thought about this matter at the beginning. After all, the conflict between himself and Ye Fan is irreconcilable. Even if the other party agrees to help his father cure his illness, he will definitely offer a sky-high price, so he already has an idea in his heart. The preparation for being slaughtered was only more than 3000 million, which was still somewhat beyond his bottom line. After all, his initial price was only around 2000 million, but now it is a full 1000 million more, which is enough to make him feel pained.

Although Tang Jiajun also knows that depending on his family situation, there is no problem in taking out more than 3000 million yuan, but he still has to hurt his muscles and bones, and even sell some things, so now he just wants to be able to suppress more Price, so that I can take a breath and relax a little bit.But all of this is temporary, because as long as my father is still the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, all the money will come back within a few years.

"Young Master Pan, do you think I can just watch my father die in front of me? I can't do such a thing, so I hope you can think of a way. If you can help me more, I won't either I've treated you badly!" Tang Jiajun finally understood one thing, that is, this Pan Lang obviously came here to fight Qiufeng.If I can give him more benefits, maybe this price can really be severely suppressed.

"Hey, Xiao Tang, you also know the conflict between you and the boss. As the saying goes, multiple wives are like cutting off a younger brother. I have tried my best to help you, so that the boss finally helped your father heal Illness, how much can you suppress? If I suppress your father too much and make the boss angry, and refuse to treat your father on the spot, do you think it is appropriate?" Pan Lang said with a heartbroken face, "You say I, Pan Lang, have been upright and aboveboard all my life, behaved generously, and never showed favoritism, but now because of you, I almost fell out with the boss, and you said that because of this matter, the boss dragged his anger on me, am I wronged?"

"This, this, is also a little difficult!" Tang Jiajun also knew that Ye Fan's capital is awesome now. If it is just a few million or 1000 million that makes him angry, it is indeed a matter of gain outweighs the loss.

"So, Xiao Tang, you now have two choices. The first one is very simple, which is to let your father live happily for the remaining few days and let him leave with peace of mind. It’s much more embarrassing, that is, you have to spend 400 million to let the boss treat your father’s illness, in fact, in my opinion, it’s better to choose the first one!” Pan Lang speaks now, as if standing on the other side’s side. Put yourself in the position of the other party and think about the other party.

"But, but I want to cure my father's illness," Tang Jiajun said with some difficulty, but his expression changed suddenly, and he lost his voice, "Young Master Pan, what did you just say? Didn't you say that I secretly gave you 300 yuan?" Wan, can you help me reduce it by 1000 million? That should be 300 million, how could it become 400 million?"

Pan Lang blinked his small eyes vigorously, trying to squeeze out a few tears, but he squeezed for a long time, but he couldn't squeeze out any tears, so he could only say with a sad face: "I said Xiao Tang, look at me, Pan Lang. Lang, he is a well-known figure in City A, but my old man is stuck with my pocket money, not even willing to give an extra penny, and the clothes I am wearing now are hundreds of dollars The cheap goods of [-] yuan, let other friends see me and think I am a beggar, so I want you to help me buy a set of clothes that are not so-so, you know, I am very poor these days!"

Tang Jiajun looked at Pan Lang's eloquence, but his eyes were round, like a bull's eye.

Nima!

Does this little fat man want to lose face?

He demanded more than 400 million yuan from himself, and now he is still shamelessly asking for the money to buy clothes. Are you poor and crazy?Besides, what kind of clothes do you want to buy for 100 million?Could it be that your clothes are made of gold?

"Young Master Pan, you, you said that my Tang family was poor all my life, how can I have so much money? This, this is too scary!" Tang Jiajun couldn't help but secretly wiped his tears, showing a pained expression .

Pan Lang looked at Tang Jiajun's fake crying, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

you have no moneyIf you had no money, how could you be a little angry when you heard the figure of 4000 to [-] million, instead of turning your head and leaving?This can only show that the price is within your expected range, even if it exceeds a little, it is not too much, and now it is shameless to pretend to be poor here.

"Hey, Xiao Tang, is this your attitude? Forget it. The 50 you just said will be waived. I will go in and tell the boss that you don't want to treat your father. It's as simple as that!" Pan Lang said. While saying these words, he raised his right foot and was about to go in, as if he would no longer interfere in this matter.

"Don't, don't, Young Master Pan, I, I'll think about it, I'll think about it..." Tang Jiajun was so frightened that he almost lost his mind.

"Then I'll give you another 2 minutes, 500 million, not a word less!" Pan Lang said with a ruthless face.

"Huh? 500 million? Wasn't it 400 million just now?" Tang Jiajun was frightened by him.

"Actually, besides buying a piece of clothing, I also plan to buy a Porsche so-so, which is only about 100 million. Tell me, among us second-generation officials, who is not a sports car with a beautiful woman? But me? Even a QQ Not at all, you said I am poor? Do I want to hang out with other friends in the future?" Pan Lang started talking.

Tang Jiajun's face darkened instantly, and the corners of his mouth twitched several times.

This little fat man did it on purpose.

If I still hesitate, maybe next time it will become 600 million, is he still human?

His family is poor, so he actually took his idea on his own head. Could it be that he was really taken advantage of?

Tang Jiajun wished he could turn his head and leave, ignoring this little fat man, but he also knew that if he left like this, not only would his father's kidney cancer be incurable, but he would also offend this dignified young master of the Public Security Bureau. That said, there is no benefit at all.He gritted his teeth, feeling his heart twitching.He saw a playful gleam in the other party's eyes, as if he had been waiting for him.He finally nodded fiercely and said: "Young Master Pan, you are right. My father has worked so hard for so many years, how can I do this? I promise you, 500 million is 500 million, I agreed."

"Actually, you can consider it!" Pan Lang put on a pitiful expression.

"Don't think about it, I, I really agree!" When Tang Jiajun said the number, he only felt dizziness in his brain, and he almost couldn't stand up.

Nima!

Thirty-three million six million!

If I keep a chick, how many chicks will I have to keep?

Even if I play with a chick a day, I'm afraid I can play for several years in a row, right?Just leave it to them?

So hateful, so despicable, so shameless!

The old man has worked so hard to embezzle for so many years, and finally got such a small amount of money, but when he changed hands, it was all gone.

"Well, actually, I still want to keep two little stars, and it will cost about a few million!" Pan Lang said with some regret.

Tang Jiajun looked at the little fat man in front of him, his teeth itching with anger.

Does this little bastard regard himself as his parents?Even if you want to take care of a starlet, you have to find yourself?Fortunately, I agreed to the other party's unreasonable request in time, otherwise, I don't know what kind of request the other party will make.

"Actually, I think Young Master Pan is handsome and handsome. As long as you wave, those little stars will throw themselves into your arms desperately. Why pay for it? Doesn't it seem too vulgar?" Tang Jiajun forced a smile, I felt that the muscles on my face were almost twisted together, which was very uncomfortable.

When Pan Lang heard what he said, he immediately said happily: "Well, Xiao Tang, you are right. How can a man as masculine as me, like everyone else, use his wallet to raise a starlet? This is not to lose me. Is it the price? I want to find a few starlets who really like me, and let me use my body to soothe their lonely hearts!"

Tang Jiajun was so disgusted by his narcissistic words that he almost vomited, and hurriedly changed the subject: "I said, Young Master Pan, since we have already negotiated the price, can we start now? After all, what my father got is Kidney cancer, if it is treated one day earlier, the chance of success is relatively higher, and my father can also recover one day earlier, isn't that the case?"

"Well, you're right, let's start as soon as possible!" Pan Lang nodded, then raised his right hand, and slapped the other side loudly, almost knocking him to the ground.

"Young Master Pan, you, didn't you say you won't hit me? You, why are you still hitting me? Could it be, could it be that you want to cheat?" Tang Jiajun covered his cheeks with his hands, and said loudly in surprise and anger.

Pan Lang said bluntly: "I said it was acting, but if it doesn't come true a few times, it's too fake, right? So I'll give you a few slaps first, and then we will continue acting, ah, ah, you don't want to You bastard with a face, give me a kick..." He raised his right foot and kicked the opponent's chest fiercely at this point.

"Pfft!"

Before Tang Jiajun could react, he was kicked and fell to the ground, and passed out on the spot.