Fu Xuebing always looked like he was up to big things when he was outside, always fixing up his suit and leather shoes.
But normally, this guy's pockets were cleaner than his face, barely having anything valuable on him.
A few days ago, Yang Fan heard Zhao Laoer's wife complaining that this kid hadn't even settled her bill from last year yet, and whenever she asked, it was always "right away", who knows how many "right aways" it had been.
However, it wasn't Yang Fan's place to interfere in other people's affairs. Since it was a business that came to him, he did what he needed to do.
Opening the bag that Fu Xuebing brought, Yang Fan checked the quality and appearance of the astragalus root.
The kid didn't talk big today, the quality of the astragalus root was indeed good, and it wasn't tricky or anything complicated.
