Yang Jun led them to the living room in the front yard and personally made two cups of tea for them.

Wang Guozheng took a sip of tea, then put the cup down and took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket.

"Brother Junzi, please take a look at the list."

Yang Jun didn't refuse and took it directly.

I glanced at it casually and then put the list aside.

"The numbers are right."

Wang Guozheng saw that he was not very interested in it and stopped urging him to take a closer look.

After all, this is not the first transaction, so there is still some trust.

So he walked over and opened the two boxes in the living room.

"Brother Junzi, the money is all here. The total is 128,300 yuan and 54 yuan."

Looking back, he saw Yang Jun sitting still and laughed at himself: "You must be too lazy to take stock. If there is anything wrong afterwards, you can always come to me."

Kingdom is closing the box and returning to his seat.

Yang Jun raised his hand casually: "Brother Wang is very open about his work. Brother, I have nothing to worry about."

Yang Jun is really no longer interested in money. Compared with his space, this little money

Those in it are not even a drop in the bucket.

"Just now Yuemin said that he wanted to discuss a big business with me. I wonder what kind of business it is?"

When he mentioned this, Zhong Yuemin's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had met a peerless beauty.

"Brother Junzi, this is a big business. I guarantee you a huge profit."

At this time, Wang Guo, who was sitting aside, was wondering,

"Yuemin, why don't you come to me if you have such a good business?"

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin said sarcastically: "Guozheng, it's not that I don't want to cooperate with you, but it's that only Brother Jun can do this business."

Hearing what Zhong Yuemin said, Wang Guozheng became more interested in his so-called profitable business.

"Yuemin, what you said is true. Is it possible that Brother Junzi's money is money, but my money is not money?"

Of course, the Kingdom was just joking.

He doesn't really think that Yang Jun is robbing him of his business.

At this time, Yang Jun became more and more interested.

There is no business that cannot be done without him.

"Yuemin, tell me, what kind of business is this?" Yang Jun asked curiously.

When Zhong Yuemin heard this, he immediately said excitedly,

"Brother Junzi, it's like this. I have a good friend who is the director of a winery. I want you to become a shareholder with the formula of medicinal wine..."

"Not interested in."

Before Zhong Yuemin could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Jun.

He thought it was a good business, but he didn't expect it to be this business.

Yang Jun suddenly lost interest.

Even Wang Guozheng, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Only then did he understand why only Yang Jun could do this business. It turned out that Zhong Yuemin was interested in the medicinal wine formula in his hands.

Let’s not talk about whether this wine has sales or not. The policy alone doesn’t allow it.

What era is it now?

People don't have enough to eat, so how can there be any extra food for you to make wine, let alone medicinal wine.

Wang Guozheng was completely speechless towards Zhong Yuemin now.

My guy thinks about these dirty things every day, and just now I wanted to take a good look at him.

Unexpectedly, dog meat will not be served at the banquet after all.

Upon hearing Yang Jun's refusal, Zhong Yuemin immediately became anxious.

"Brother Junzi, don't refuse in a hurry. The sales of this wine will definitely be huge in the future. Let's talk about our compound. There are at least a dozen people like me who need medicinal wine, and then how many are there in the entire Sijiu City?

How many are there in the country? The sales volume is definitely not that big."

After hearing this, Yang Jun looked at Wang Guozheng and smiled.

"Blame me, blame me."

Yang Jun said sadly: "It's all my fault for ruining the atmosphere. Can't I change it?"

If he hadn't often sent medicated wine to big leaders, Zhong Yuemin would not have mistakenly thought that medicated wine had a bright future.

"You must not change it. How can I live if you change it?"

Zhong Yuemin threw himself at Yang Jun's feet, hugged his legs and cried bitterly.

This matter was related to his happiness. He finally thought of a way to get the best of both worlds, so how could he give up so easily.

Seeing Zhong Yuemin's hopeless look, Wang Guozheng felt ashamed.

"Yue Min, can you have some potential? How can you die if you don't touch women?"

"Can die."
Chapter completed!