Time is pressing, so Su man is not in the mood to gossip with him, "I heard that you have kuizi grass here. I need this kind of thing."

"Why?"

"My friend has been poisoned by tungsten benzene gas, and the extract from Sargassum wilsonii can digest the toxin in his body."

"Is your friend Lu Pei?" Mike squinted and turned to sit on a stump.

"Do you know Lu Pei?"

"I don't know him, but he is reported everywhere in the news. At present, the only person in Britain who has been poisoned by tungsten benzene is Lu Pei, the number one person in power of MI6."

Su man sees through his intention and no longer conceals, "I just want to save his life. You can make a price."

"In this country, I'm the only one who's planting Crotalaria. Do you know what that means?" Mike looked at her darkly.

Su man thinks that Mike must not be his real name. This man may have multiple identities. Although he is dressed in a mess, she can see that his fingernails are well manicured. This is a man who often goes to do hand maintenance.

A man who can do hand maintenance shows that he has money and leisure, and pays great attention to appearance. His tutoring should also be good, but he is still an upper class person.

But he had to sit here in a baggy robe and flip flop, and a scratchy beard, which meant he was playing a grass dealer named Mike.

This is not his identity.

After seeing this detail, Su man didn't expose him. She thought that since he was a cultured person, he must also be a reasonable person.

Su man said, "I know what you mean. You want to say that there is no market price for Zicao. The price depends on your mood, right?"

Mike looks at her with appreciation. Her appearance is simple and naive, but she is very smart.

Mike looked her over from beginning to end.

His eyes made her uncomfortable.

He seemed to weigh a piece of meat on the chopping board.

Su man's scalp is numb.

"Did you shoot a very popular advertisement on the Internet? I think I've seen your advertisement. It's very photogenic. " Mike laughs ominously.

I didn't expect that even people on the other side of the earth saw her advertisement.

Su man has a bad premonition subconsciously.

Mike took a puff of smoke. "I don't want your money. As long as you sign a contract with me, I can give you two kilos of Vetch grass."

Fang Xinyi gently grabs Su man's clothes. She is obviously trying to persuade Su man to be more rational and not to easily agree to the other party's requirements.

Su man asked tentatively, "what contract do you want me to sign?"

"Are you not an advertising actor in the contract for advertising? I want you to be the heroine and make an advertisement for me

"It's not a sign for you." Su Manpi looks at him with a smile.

He was laughed at by her humor, "I don't need you to speak for it. It's in short supply. I tell you, in this world, the more forbidden things are, the more people rush to grab them. No matter whether it's good or bad, as long as it's rare enough, there will be people lining up to buy it."

Su man gradually put down his guard. "What kind of advertisement do you want me to shoot?"

"I haven't thought about the content of the advertisement, but I want you to sign the contract first. After all, you are a hot star. It's right to find you. I'll let you shoot it when necessary later."

"That's not good. If you want me to shoot a hundred advertisements in the future, I'll be tired to death."

"I just want you to make one."

"Just one?"

"Yes, just one." The other side said firmly.

Su man can't believe that there is such a big bargain for her to pick up?

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