God is pitiful and reborn for a while, He Wentao really never thought of becoming a charlatan.

How much money can’t be made based on his control over the future alone?

But he really felt a little sympathetic to Li Qianfeng in front of him.

He had never met Li Qianfeng, so he didn't know him, but he had heard of him.

In his previous life, Wu Dean found his daughter and held a celebration party.

When the show ended, someone secretly mocked Wu Dean's daughter, but she might as well not find her sense of alienation.

Some people say that after all, it is their own biological daughter. Look at Li Qianfeng, who has raised a son for others for more than ten years, but even their property is gone.

He Wentao asked curiously and found out that because of a small accident, Li Qianfeng found that his son's blood type did not match him. He has type O blood, his wife has type A blood, while his son has type A blood type.

I checked it out with doubts and found that my son was indeed not his. I was so angry that I was so angry that I couldn't even speak clearly when I lay on the bed.

Before that, most of his property was controlled by his wife and brother-in-law, and even secretly transferred a lot of it to his lover.

Li Qianfeng couldn't even make the decision to treat his illness, so he had to rely on Zhang Wang to provide relief.

When He Wentao heard this, he felt sympathy. After all, no one wants to be so miserable when he gets old.

"Oh? What's the guess? Let's hear it?"

Li Qianfeng said with a very joking expression.

Zhang Wang also showed an interest.

He Wentao said: "Dazhuang, you and Brother Zhang go out first, and I will talk to Boss Li alone."

This is the taboo for men. He Wentao doesn't want to make Li Qianfeng too embarrassed.

Otherwise, even if Li Qianfeng believes in him, he will also have resentment.

However, the confident Li Qianfeng did not appreciate it at all.

"No, just say that. I, Li Qianfeng, stand up straight, and there is nothing shameful."

He Wentao frowned: "Boss Li, I think it's better to chat alone."

Li Qianfeng smiled indifferently and said, "Haha, what's there to talk about alone? Could it be that my wife steals people? I..."

Li Qianfeng didn't finish his words because he saw He Wentao's expression becoming weird.

Suddenly, Li Qianfeng rushed to his head angrily.

"What do you mean!"

"Dazhuang, you go out first."

Zhao Dazhuang trotted away with doubt.

Zhang Wang also wanted to leave, but was pulled by Li Qianfeng.

"Old Zhang, don't leave. Here I'll testify. I'll see what kind of flowers he can say!"

Seeing this, Zhang Wang also advised carefully: "Brother, if it is something that is heard, it is better not to spread it randomly."

Zhang Wang secretly made an excuse for He Wentao - hearsay.

However, He Wentao did not appreciate it: "Brother Zhang, I have never heard of this before. I have also said it, I am just guessing."

"Guess? Is there anyone who guessed like this? He Wentao, right? Tell me clearly. Otherwise, for Zhang Wang's sake, I won't drive you out of the market, but you don't want to collect another pound of garlic!"

Li Qianfeng was really angry.

guess?

Guess his wife steals someone?

Is there any guess like this?

"Okay, then I'll make the guess clear. Boss Li, you insist on listening to this."

Without waiting for Zhang Wang to stop him, He Wentao said: "I guess your wife has a lover, and she lives in the next building in your community."

"What evidence do you have!" Li Qianfeng gritted his teeth.

"Evidence? I suggest you do a paternity test. Of course, if you are afraid of trouble and test your blood type, you may be clear."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Li Qianfeng cursed angrily, and waved his fist to hit He Wentao.

Zhang Wang hurriedly grabbed him, but didn't know how to persuade him.

Looking at He Wentao's eyes, he was also a little blamed.

OK, what are you guessing!

"Zhang Wang, please let me go! Damn, this kid is talking nonsense, saying that my son is not my seed, I have to beat him today!"

"Old Li, I have something to say."

"How can you say it well? If this kid says your son is not yours, can you say it well?"

Zhang Wang was speechless.

Indeed, there is no way to say it well.

He Wentao shook his head helplessly: "You asked me to guess. Now I guess, you don't want to accept it. Boss Li, I think where do you come from?"

He Wentao was helpless if he did something bad with kind intentions.

Li Qianfeng used force to shake Zhang Wang away, pointed at He Wentao and said, "Boy, wait. From now on, if you can receive a pound of garlic, my surname will be yours! Humph!"

With a cold snorting, Li Qianfeng left angrily.

"Oh, brother, you are too brave..."

"Brother Zhang, it's really not my fault. I'm kind enough to remind you. Moreover, you saw it just now, and I just wanted to say it to him alone."

Zhang Wang frowned: "What do you mean...is it really possible?"

“Eight out of ten.”

After getting a positive answer, Zhang Wang felt a toothache.

On one side is his friend and on the other side is He Wentao. He was caught in the middle and felt very uncomfortable.

If I had known, who would have stayed to listen to this mess?

"Oh, I don't care about this. As for the garlic matter, I'll persuade you again."

"I think, you'd better advise Boss Li to do an appraisal."

Zhang Wang left, leaving a resentful look.

After a while, Zhao Dazhuang ran back.

"Brother Wentao, Brother Wentao, guess who did I see just now?"

"who?"

"Li Erfei! He moved to Warehouse No. 8. Moreover, after I asked, he ate five thousand kilograms of garlic at once, all of which were from Prince Ma!"

"Prince Ma's goods?" He Wentao frowned.

"Yes, Prince Ma was scared and was trying hard to sell goods. I heard that the price was three yuan. Brother Wentao, should we eat some too?"

He Wentao shook his head.

"Eat? He dares to eat Prince Ma's goods?"

He Wentao knew that today's price was the lowest price, and starting tomorrow, the price will definitely soar.

It would be one thing for Prince Ma to vomit blood at that time, and it would be certain that he would eat the thrown out of the goods.

Li Erfei, a person who has no feet, eats Prince Ma’s goods?

No matter how you eat, you have to vomit back!

Seeing that He Wentao was unmoved, Zhao Dazhuang thought for a while and said hesitantly: "I just met Boss Li, and he seemed very angry. We were in the market and offended Boss Li, afraid of the future..."

He Wentao laughed: "Let him go."

"oh."

Although he responded, he was very worried.

They are just small businesses, and they are incomparable to local households like Li Qianfeng.

What if they are not allowed to do business in the wholesale market in the future?

He Wentao didn't care at all.

Today's low price, just collect it and spread all the money.

As for the future, He Wentao will not be worried.

Fried garlic is just a temporary one. In a few days, he will not come again if he is invited to the wholesale market.

What's more, as a man, he knows deeply about men's psychology.

Don’t Li Qianfeng believe it?
Chapter completed!