As a reward for his tea refining.
Zhang Xiaofan sold the remaining four kilos of tea to Nie Lao, a total of five million Chinese dollars.
"Don't rob me of the five million. I'll go out alone!"
Sun Yuntao is brave. When he just wants to take this matter to himself, he feels that his back is cold again. He hastens to add another sentence, saying.
"Hahaha... I mean the money for Longjing is on my head. As for the tea, it's natural to share the good things with good friends."
"Ha ha... It's just like we are short of these small money."
"Come as you should. Don't do anything here."
Nie old frown not angry from Wei, way.
"Xiaosun, you can buy this batch of tea first, and then we can calculate the price separately after matching the tea."
"Haha... Everything is arranged by Mr. Nie."
Sun Yuntao's head is the same as that chicken pecking rice.
Then he took out the checkbook from his handbag and wrote down a 5 million cash check on it. He handed it to Zhang Xiaofan with both hands and said;
"Little brother, this is a 5 million cash check. You can withdraw this money from the four major branches of China at any time."
Looking at the thin check in his hand, Zhang Xiaofan is not moved by it.
However, he can use the money to build a modern Longjing tea planting base in happy village as soon as possible.
"If you want to be rich, build roads first --!"
After the construction of Longjing tea base, Zhang Xiaofan plans to pour the extra money into the construction of an asphalt road for Xingfu village.
"Ha ha, boss Qian, I'd like to thank you for your trouble this time. Maybe I'll come to visit you later."
Zhang Xiaofan took back his thoughts, then arched his hand to Qian Yuanjiang with a smile and said.
"Ha ha... Little friend, if you tell me the word" thank you "to the old man, it's very strange."
"If you really want to talk about it, it should be an old man. I should say thank you to you, Xiao you."
"If it wasn't for you, I'd be like the frog in the bottom of the well."
"I don't know that there is such a wonderful taste of Longjing in this world."
Qian Yuanjiang's old face is full of happiness and contentment.
But as soon as he said this, his face suddenly stagnated on his face. He seemed to have thought of something crucial, and his tone trembled.
"Xiaoyou... Just now you mean that you still have Longjing tea of this level in your hand?"
"What's the matter? What's the problem?"
Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders indifferently.
"What... What?"
"Xiaoyou still has this top grade Longjing in his hand?"
Originally, it was because of the ownership and distribution of this batch of Longjing tea that Nie Lao and his party were fighting.
After hearing the conversation between Zhang Xiaofan and Qian Yuanjiang, they came together like sharks smelling fishy smell.
"Hey, hey... Little brother, don't play tricks. Tell me how many Longjing teas of this level are still in your hands?"