Chapter 1757： It's not that I want to hammer her to death, she wants to hammer herself to death

Chapter 1757 It’s not that I want to hammer her to death, but she wants to hammer herself to death

Seeing her speechless reaction, Wei Lou smiled and said, "Don't you know? You are called that on the Internet recently. Those of your fans don't ask you to chase after you. They are all the same gods, Joes, and giants. guy."

Qiao Nian could barely ignore his ridicule when he heard the first two titles. When the last one was called, she couldn't help it anymore. She knocked her hands on the table, and her eyes widened freely: "I want something to bring. Are you there yet?"

Weilou sternly said: "Don't worry, you asked me to take it out. Can I forget it for you?"

As he said, he took out a USB flash drive and handed it to the girl.

Then he looked at the girl again, with a straight look. He didn't see the hippie smile of Qiao Nian at first, and asked her rigorously: "Are you going to hammer Jiang Xianrou this time?"

Qiao Nian took the U disk from his hand, plugged it into the tablet he brought, and then accessed the data provided by the Weilou from the tablet and sent it to the medical certification agency.

It will take some time to connect over there.

Qiao Nian was not in a hurry, put the tablet on his lap and waited for a reply there, while casually taking a sip of the water that Weilou had ordered for her, and leaning back lazily, his eyebrows curled a little indifferently, dark. Looking at him, he did not shy away from him: "It's not that I intend to hammer her to death, but she wants to hammer herself to death. I just fulfilled her wish for her."

Weilou gave a ‘chi’, without any comments, but remembered one thing, and said to Qiao Nian: “Speaking of which, she is quite capable of death.”

"On the black market, people started buying and selling small pills in large numbers a few days ago."

Qiao Nian looked at him.

Wei Lou laughed: "You also know that you haven't had time to get medicine since the third year of high school. I haven't seen medicine for a long time on the black market. Many of our regular customers have bought things."

"The seller is especially good at winning people's hearts, but when people with some backgrounds go to her to buy medicine, she will not refuse to come, and she is very good at showing favor." Speaking of this Weilou's smile, it was a little unclear.

Qiao Nian was lazy before, and he set a rule to sell three in one month, not more than this number, and he didn't buy it if he didn't buy it.

Heavenly King Lao Tzu will not give face to her when she comes.

Jiang Xianrou is different.

Jiang Xianrou sold at least three or four bottles in just a few days in order to win over the various forces.

"She gave over a hundred pills this time." Wei Lou's voice was very soft, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed an insignificant contempt for Jiang Xianrou's little family.

The reason why small pills are so precious on the black market is that they are hard to come by.

Jiang Xianrou seems to have won short-term benefits by doing this, but in fact her behavior is tantamount to killing chickens and getting eggs, destroying the value of the pill itself.

If the small pill loses its original value, how much value can the seller who owns the “small pill” have?

Such a simple and plain truth, Jiang Xianrou didn't even understand.

Weilou can only say that she was blinded by profit.

"Sold a hundred?" Qiao Nian was a little surprised at first, surprised that Jiang Xianrou had made so many fakes in a short time. I wonder if she should praise her for her hard work.

Then she remembered the medicine Jiang Zongnan brought to Father Jiang.

Only one.

It is also packed in brocade boxes.

Jiang Xianrou also gave a thousand warnings that this medicine is very rare, only one, and when there is more, he will give it to Elder Jiang.

She showed a suddenly realized expression.

It turned out that Jiang Xianrou didn't have it, but in her eyes, her relatives were only worthy of her medicine.

Just then, the computer on her lap made a ‘ding’, and Qiao Nian looked down. Well, the medical certification agency replied to her.

(End of this chapter)