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"Brother Wang! You're back!"

"Brother Wang!"

Along the way in, people kept greeting Wang Minghui, which showed that Wang Minghui had a high status, or that he had a high prestige in the hearts of the people.

"Uncle Feng, I'm back!" Wang Minghui shouted when he arrived at the door of a house.

A somewhat old voice came out: "Come in."

"You wait here first."

Wang Minghui whispered something to Feng Lingyu and went in.

This courtyard looked ordinary on the surface, but Feng Lingyu could sense that there were people hiding around the courtyard. It seemed that this organization was not a mob, but had some discipline.

Not long after, Wang Minghui came out and said, "Come in."

After Feng Lingyu entered, she saw a white-haired old man looking at her. His eyes were bright and there was an imposing aura coming towards her.

But who is Feng Lingyu? She once faced tens of thousands of zombies without changing her expression. This little bit of skill can't scare her.

Seeing that Feng Lingyu was not afraid at all and looked back at him, Master Feng knew that this was not someone who could be easily fooled.

If Feng Lingyu is frightened by this power, then the price can be used to suppress her! In business, either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind prevails over the east wind.

"Minghui told me about your business. I wonder how big the business you want to discuss with me is?"

As expected of a businessman, Mr. Feng easily restrained his aura and invited Feng Lingyu to sit over, as if the show of power just now was an illusion of Feng Lingyu.

Feng Lingyu also walked over and sat down without changing his expression: "Mr. Feng, you are joking. This is not a big business."

"My friend, you are too modest. If food is not considered a big business, then what are other businesses?"

Master Feng raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for Feng Lingyu, then said, "My friend, try my tea."

After saying this, regardless of Feng Lingyu's reaction, he continued, "This tea was given to me by an old gentleman when I was traveling all over the country. I saved his life, so he gave me this tea and said it was his family heirloom.

When I met this old man, he was starving and collapsed on the roadside. I just gave him a few steamed buns, and he gave me something he had treasured for a long time. My friend, in your opinion, how much is the value of food at that time? "

Feng Lingyu did not answer the question directly: "When your life is about to be lost, what is the value of a treasured heirloom?"

"Yes, food is life! My friend, I have told you so much, but I just want to tell you, don't underestimate the benefits that the food in your hands can bring!"

"Mr. Feng, aren't you afraid that I am lying to you? Are you so sure that I have food?"

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Old Feng smiled calmly: "Afraid? My friend, I, Old Feng, have been in the martial arts world for so many years. If I couldn't even judge a person, I would have been eaten by others long ago without leaving any bones!"

"I do have food, and I can provide it to you regularly. However, I have three conditions!"

"Tell me your conditions first."

Mr. Feng suppressed his excitement. He thought it was a one-time deal, but he didn't expect that he could provide long-term supply. This was really a pleasant surprise!

"First, the person responsible for contacting me is Wang Minghui. I only trust him.

Second, I can only provide 5,000 kilograms of food per month. No matter what, this is the amount and I will not increase it.

Third, I have the final say on all transactions between us. "

These three conditions were quite harsh, and Mr. Feng was a little hesitant for a moment.

But five thousand kilograms of food per month! It is enough for them to expand their influence to other districts in Beijing. By then, the rewards will be very generous.

These are all obvious benefits.

Master Feng was silent for a while, then said lightly, "My friend, are you sure that I will agree?"

"Master Feng, these three conditions are only for my own safety. After all, I am alone and weak, and the benefits that my food can bring to Master Feng are not just money."

Having said that, Master Feng understood that Feng Lingyu couldn't retreat anymore.

"Okay, I promise you! But Minghui has other things to take care of, so I'll arrange for someone to work with him then."

"Okay." Feng Lingyu raised his eyebrows and agreed directly.

After finishing the business, Wang Minghui sent Feng Lingyu out. "Sister, I was right about you. You can remain calm in front of Master Feng. Do you know how many big men have turned pale because of being scared by Master Feng?"

"Maybe ignorance is bliss. By the way, Brother Wang, Master Feng said he would arrange for someone else, who is it?"

At this time, a man walked in from outside the yard. He looked decent, but when he saw Wang Minghui in the yard, a malicious smile appeared on his face, which instantly lowered his appearance a bit.

Wang Minghui's expression became complicated as he thought of something: "That person is him."