I Have A Space For Planting

Chapter 67, Selling Ginseng

After Zhang Cheng thought about it, he called Mr. Yan Xuyan again.

I want to ask this old man about the more appropriate way to deal with it.

When Mr. Yan heard that Zhang Cheng was fighting and knocked out other people's teeth, he couldn't help but laugh.

Yo ho, you kid can do it.

Well, I'll give you Lawyer Wang's phone number and see what to do.

It's not that Zhang Cheng has never thought about finding a lawyer by himself, but there is no guarantee that the lawyer he finds casually is reliable.

It's better to trouble Mr. Yan.

As for such a trivial matter, would the old man be a little overqualified?

The matter of borrowing money is bothering the other party, and they still say whether it is necessary or not.

Anyway, the more favors he owed, Zhang Cheng didn't have so much embarrassment. There are quite a few lice that don't itch.

Soon, Zhang Cheng called Lawyer Wang.

On the other side of the phone was a cold female voice.

The two sides briefly talked about things, and then made an appointment to meet.

As usual, a teahouse.

Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up when he saw a woman who was 1.7 meters tall, wearing business attire, and wearing black-rimmed glasses who was walking slowly across the street.

Even if the other party's dress deliberately lowers his own appearance, he is still very beautiful.

Hello, I'm Wang Qing. Is this Mr. Zhang Cheng? The woman walked up to Zhang Cheng and asked calmly.

Zhang Cheng nodded quickly.

The lawyer Wang Qingwang was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, much older than him.

But this temperament, appearance, and figure all make Zhang Cheng's heart beat.

So in an instant, Zhang Cheng felt that the resolution he made yesterday would be broken today.

However, he still doesn't know the other party's situation. If he gets married or something, then Zhang Cheng can only keep his heart in his heart. After all, there are not many women who are not married at this age who are still such outstanding women.

Moreover, Zhang Cheng came to the other party to resolve his dispute.

The two entered the teahouse, and Zhang Cheng briefly explained the situation to each other in the private room.

Lawyer Wang Qing pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The matter will not be very serious. If the testimonies of the two sides contradict each other, there is a high probability that it will be judged as a mutual assault. As long as you make corresponding compensation on your side, there will be no trouble. After thinking for a while, he gave own opinion.

Zhang Cheng nodded when he heard the words, which was similar to what he had guessed.

The subsequent handling of the matter, I wonder if I can entrust you to Lawyer Wang?

Wang Qing frowned slightly upon hearing this.

Does such a small matter need her?

But thinking that the other party was introduced by Mr. Yan Xuyan, Wang Qing nodded and agreed to accept the commission after hesitation.

A series of documents were signed.

Zhang Cheng added Wang Qing's letter to make it easier for him to contact him, and then he said goodbye and left.

Then Zhang Cheng's cell phone rang.

Hello, is this Mr. Zhang Chengzhang? My name is Lin Mingwei, and I want to buy some ginseng from you. After connecting, the other party directly stated his purpose.

Zhang Cheng was a little surprised when he heard this. After all, besides his friends, he also had a few old men. No one else should know his mobile phone number, right?

May I ask where did you know about the ginseng on my side?

I was fortunate enough to know from Feng Feng and Brother Feng that the ginseng you sell is very effective. Lin Mingwei said.

Zhang Cheng recalled it for a while, and thought of the middle-aged Feng Feng who he met by chance when he was eating hot pot with Sun Xiaoxiao and the others.

He sold two ginseng roots to the other party before.

If Zhang Cheng was a little worried about the sales of ginseng before, now that the old men are so enthusiastic, he no longer has so many worries.

In particular, the effect of ginseng was good, and he planned to sell it with a certain degree of reluctance.

If it weren't for some old men who could help him and have some energy buyers, then Zhang Cheng would basically only sell it to the other party for a day.

As for whether doing so will make him make a lot of less money.

If Zhang Cheng really likes money, he can easily make a lot of money by taking out better ginseng and auctioning it off.

But Zhang Cheng has never done so.

But since the other party took the initiative to buy, Zhang Cheng had no reason to refuse the door.

I took a 1-day dried ginseng and a 1-day fresh ginseng.

Zhang Cheng went to the appointed hotel.

Inside the hotel restaurant.

A middle-aged man in his thirties was waiting with his assistant.

Zhang Cheng, led by the waiter, walked into the private room.

The middle-aged man got up quickly, smiling all over his face: Hi, this is Mr. Zhang Chengzhang, right? I'm Lin Mingwei.

Zhang Cheng shook hands with each other, greeted each other, and sat down respectively.

Without wasting any time, Zhang Cheng took out the ginseng directly.

Seeing this, Lin Mingwei frowned slightly: Mr. Zhang, is there no better ginseng?

Zhang Cheng smiled lightly: At present, only these three years have participated.

Lin Mingwei frowned even deeper. His goal today is at least 20 years. But I didn't expect that the other party had only participated for 3 years.

What's the point?

But after thinking about it, Lin Mingwei still bought these two ginsengs.

If you have better ginseng in the future, please let me know.

Zhang Cheng nodded perfunctorily. If the other party wasn't Feng Feng's friend, he might not have come out for this trip.

Not that he floated or anything.

Rather, the current sales channels are sufficient for him.

Both money and connections. What about a bike?

Do you really want to make his ginseng a world-renowned brand?

If his forest farm develops to a certain extent in the future, it is not impossible to do so.

But now it is not enough to cover up, isn't it good to keep a low profile?

Soon, the transaction was completed, and Zhang Cheng left without even eating a meal.

After all, it will be dark now, and Zhao Shengnan's training is over.

Zhang Cheng was still in a hurry to get warm with Zhao Shengnan.

Did not go to the training camp, but in a hotel near the training camp.

After all, there was such a fuss today, it would be better for Zhang Cheng not to appear in the training camp recently, at least to avoid the limelight.

What's going on? Zhao Shengnan asked anxiously as soon as they met.

Zhang Cheng told Zhao Shengnan what happened and what to do next.

Zhao Shengnan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that a professional lawyer was hired to take care of the follow-up.

How did you mess with that guy? Make him want to hit you?

Zhang Cheng showed helplessness, he had no ambitions, other than spending money, he just chased women and never caused trouble, okay?

It was others who provoked him.

Don't talk about him, let's take care of our own affairs first. Zhang Cheng said, hugged Zhao Shengnan and threw himself on the bed.

Zhao Shengnan nestled in Zhang Cheng's arms.

I didn't tell you before, there will be an amateur game in a while, and the coach wants me to play it.

Let's fight. Zhang Cheng said while playing with Zhao Shengnan's little hands. A boxer who can only bury his head in training is basically impossible to become a good boxer.

Without actual combat, no matter how good a guy is in training, he won't be recognized.

When Zhao Shengnan heard that Zhang Cheng supported her in the game, he couldn't help but chuckled, his eyes became charming, and he shrank back into bed.

You are playing with fire. Zhang Cheng gasped.

Zhao Shengnan ignored this guy at all and concentrated on his work.