Chapter 200

Even if the friend who brokered the deal and bought the tree could not give him a high profit return, he was a wood addict who loved aloes as much as his life. If you can open your eyes and see such a top aloes tree, it will be a great pleasure in life.

So Tian song made up his mind and planned to go to Zhang Haolin's house in person. As long as he goes, with his mouth, he believes that 80% of the things can be done. When the time comes to buy this tree, everyone will be happy.

Unexpectedly, Tian song was so anxious when he heard that he had a hundred year old aloes tree in his hand. At first, he said he was waiting for him to go to the ancient town to get the hand string. As soon as he turned back, he said he had sent it to him. The change of attitude should not be too great.

It seems that this time he really stepped on Tian song's weakness and will not suffer a loss. So when Tian Song said this, Zhang Haolin smiled on the phone and said, "that's OK, brother Tian. Just take a time to come and have a look. We'll talk more about it when you come. "

Since Tian song wants to see him, Zhang Haolin won't stop him. Anyway, he is very confident in his aloes. As long as Tian song has that channel, he can sell his two baby trees.

In the future, Tian song will be his own man. Then he can pretend to be a precious tree and continue to cooperate with Tian song. Although Tian song is a little cunning, he can be regarded as knowledgeable when dealing with things.

As long as there is no problem with the cooperation once, there will certainly be no problem next. As long as Tian song comes forward, the risk of selling aloes trees will be much smaller. Of course, it is a good thing for him.

"Well, well, that's it. When we meet and talk, it's not urgent, it's not urgent." After listening to Zhang Haolin's words, Tian song, who knew that there was a play in this matter, let alone how happy he was.

As soon as I look back, I will contact my powerful friends and want to implement this matter as soon as possible. As long as the buyers on his side don't have any problems, this business can be done with Zhang Haolin's insight and insight.

Hearing that Tian song was so happy to hang up the phone, Zhang Haolin at the end of the phone couldn't laugh. Then he didn't say anything. He just put his mobile phone back in his pocket and rode his tricycle home.

When Zhang Haolin came home again, Murong Luoyue, who had fallen asleep when he went out, woke up. Qi Qing, who came home and came back to help, also came.

Two women who also loved her Zhang Haolin were cooking with his mother in the kitchen in great harmony. Sometimes there was laughter. The happy laughter came from the kitchen, which made Zhang Haolin who rode a tricycle into the courtyard very happy.

It seems that he coaxed Murong Luoyue so much at noon, otherwise Murong Luoyue was so depressed and silent this morning. How can you talk and laugh with Qi Qing like a changed person this afternoon?

Now Zhang Haolin is a little surprised at his charm. Unexpectedly, he has solved the two best beauties, Murong Luoyue and Qi Qing. You know, these two beauties used to have a lot of ideas about them, but no one has ever succeeded.

I saw that the warehouse in my backyard had been erected, and the top of the roof had been covered, and the repair and masonry had come to an end. Zhang Haolin, who couldn't help, didn't go to the backyard, but went back to his room. After a busy day, he lay in bed and had a little rest. When he woke up, it was evening.

When he felt wrong and really opened his eyes, he saw standing by his bed, looking at his Qiqing with tenderness and affection.

Because at dusk, the light in the room is dark. Qiqing stands at the head of his bed like this, which looks like a hazy beauty. A face with exquisite facial features and a concave convex figure. Zhang Haolin, who had just opened his eyes, felt as if he were still in a dream.

"I'm still sleeping. Get up quickly. The workers have finished their work and are waiting for dinner. " When Zhang Haolin woke up, she looked at herself. Qiqing felt a little embarrassed. As soon as her little face turned red, she whispered to him.

Qiqing doesn't know what's wrong with her. It seems that she was drugged by Zhang Haolin. As long as she sees him, she can't help blushing and flustered. She used to like her dead husband, but when she faced him, she didn't feel like Zhang Haolin at all.

Is it because I have limited feelings for that dead husband? She really likes Zhang Haolin. Is that why she sees him so uncontrollable?

Although sometimes her strong feelings for Zhang Haolin make Qiqing feel a little hesitant, looking at what Zhang Haolin has done to her, she still thinks it's worth loving him so much. At least Zhang Haolin doesn't want those hooligans in the village who always want to make her ideas. They just want to take advantage rather than be responsible.

She Qiqing can meet Zhang Haolin in her life. It's really her virtue in her last life. So Qiqing has thought about it. From now on, she doesn't want to think about anything. Just follow Zhang Haolin wholeheartedly. In the future, she will do whatever she asks herself to do. As long as he lets herself stay with him, anything can be done.

"Why did you call me? Did my mother let me? I can see you as soon as I open my eyes. It's really happy. " Zhang Haolin couldn't help but feel a move when he saw Qiqing's cheeks so red and very shy in front of him.

He stretched out his hand and took Qiqing's little hand. He didn't get up because he heard Qiqing calling. But just lay in bed, took her, pulled Qiqing's hand to his lips and began to kiss.

Another big hand touched Qiqing dishonestly. Looking at the thigh of white casual pants, she went all the way up to her waist. Then, slowly, she went to the huge and beautiful snow mountain peak that made countless men unable to move their eyes.

When the soft touch passed from his fingertips into his nerves, Zhang Haolin, who felt that his life was not too beautiful, couldn't help laughing and laughing more and more happily. The feeling of being worshipped by the woman he likes, and the feeling of letting him do whatever he wants is really good. Being a man can do his share of Zhang Haolin. It's almost perfect.

"Oh, don't do this, it's daytime..." Zhang Haolin's dishonest action made Qiqing's face red like a ripe tomato, and hurriedly wanted to open his hand. I thought to myself, "I can't let him touch it like this, lest I have to run home and change my small bottomed pants later!"