Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Yang Bo looked at Branson in shock, but did not say anything. Branson was the one who started this ball, and everyone knew that Branson was his backer. At this moment, Branson's words did not seem to be very useful.    

Johannes raised his head and looked at Branson, "Old Branson, you tasted the medicinal wine before us. How do you feel now?"    

Branson laughed, "You should be looking at my current condition. I drank a drop of medicinal wine three days ago, and threw away my walking stick the next day, although I am not sure if the medicinal wine could extend my life by ten years, I can clearly feel that the blood in my body is becoming younger!"    

Even though Branson had already become the support, and the credibility of his words were not as high as before, Johannes was still slightly moved. The blood in his body had become young, and this was not just for show.    

Johannes turned to Wilson. "You're a medical student, don't you think?"    

Everyone turned to look at Wilson. Many of them were hesitant. Even though everyone was rich, they still felt that a hundred million yuan was too much. Wilson opened the hospital, so he was more clear on the situation than them!    

Wilson smiled bitterly. He had opened a hospital, but that did not mean that he had great medical skills. However, he was still more knowledgeable than everyone else. He could only helplessly say, "To be honest, I have never seen a drug that can do this!"    

Yang Bo laughed: "If you were a doctor, you could have taken out the medicinal wine and analyzed it. Perhaps you would have had some unexpected surprises!"    

Wilson's eyes lit up and he immediately reacted. That's right, if it was really effective, he would definitely find out something if he sent someone to test it. If he could really test the results, then wouldn't he be rich?    

"Forget it, I want three bottles of medicinal wine!" Wilson said.    

Johannes also followed up, "I want three bottles too!"    

Johannes clearly remembered that Yang Bo had already explained before that he only knew how to place twenty bottles of medicinal wine at England. Each bottle of medicinal wine was extremely valuable, and if he were to buy them, he would only be able to earn money!    

The rest of the group also began to speak up. Some bought two bottles, some even three, but only twenty. In the end, only one person bought a single bottle of medicinal wine.    

Yang Bo smiled at Branson and raised his cup to look at everyone, "Even if today's negotiations are successful, everyone can go back and prepare. Tomorrow morning, and at this place, I will conduct the handover with everyone!"    

"Mr Yang, why don't we sign an agreement?" Johannes spoke out.    

Yang Bo laughed: "There's no need to sign, I believe you all will not break the agreement. Of course, it's not a problem if you all really break it, as long as I am willing to throw out the medicinal wine, there are too many people who want to buy it."    

Wilson nodded, "Then I'll have to thank Mr Yang. Everyone is here today, so everyone must have something to say. We've got the wine, so let's not spread it around!"    

"Alright!" Everyone replied in unison.    

Yang Bo laughed, "Everyone, let's have a good time, I'm going out for a walk!"    

With that, Yang Bo turned and left.    

The conference room was quiet for a moment, then Branson spoke out: "Yesterday, when I called to invite you all, I already explained everything to you all, I do not dare to guarantee the effects of the wine, I can only say how I felt!"    

"Everyone has already tried it. If you want to regret it, there's still time. If you regret it in the future, don't come looking for me!"    

Wilson, who was sitting at the side, raised his fist. "Although it's only been a short while since I finished the wine, I've already felt what you just said. My blood is full of power, I haven't felt this way in a long time!"    

"Branson, don't worry, his medicinal wine is definitely useful, I'm a medicine maker, no hormones can do that, even if he lied to us, when we go back, I will analyze the medicinal wine, if we can find out the process of his production, we will release it!"    

Branson did not speak, but looked towards the others.    

"Old Branson, we know that you are only notifying us because you are doing this for our own good. Don't worry, we won't blame you!"    

"Right, right. Rest assured, we can afford this small amount of money. There's no need to worry!"    

"Don't worry. When I finish my wine, I'll definitely come over to drink with you to express my gratitude. Since we haven't completed the task now, let's drink less!"    

"..."    

Everyone understood what Branson meant, they were the first to speak ugly words, everyone understood, this time it was all done voluntarily, even if something were to happen, they could not blame Branson, but if they were to make things clear, there would be less trouble for them later on!    

Those who were able to stand here were all white nobles, so his yellow skin was not welcomed at all. Just now, someone had invited him just because he was standing beside Branson.    

Of course, this was also because Yang Bo had taken the initiative to restrain his aura. Just now, in order to frighten that group of old fellows, his entire person seemed extremely calm and natural, and even faintly emitted a natural aura that made people want to get close to him.    

Yang Bo and his group did not linger for long.    

The next day, Yang Bo returned to Branson's villa alone. When he saw the elders, no one was absent.    

Yang Bo was very happy, "Looks like everyone has decided, let's begin the trade, before we trade, I will explain the method of using it to everyone."    

The concentration of the medicinal wine was extremely high, so of course, ordinary people could not drink it directly. Yang Bo would usually drink it as tea, to lessen the smell of the medicinal wine, but this method was too wasteful, so Yang Bo made them use plain water to drink it!    

Following that, everyone completed their transactions one after another. Yang Bo's card had quickly increased by 1.9 billion!    

Even though it was twenty bottles of medicinal wine, Branson was very capable. Yang Bo did not waive the cost of fifty million as per the agreement, rather, he waived it by one hundred million.    

After the transaction was completed, everyone left in a hurry. After receiving the medicinal wine, everyone returned home to try it out as soon as possible. After all, they could extend their lifespan, and many people were already itching to do so.    

Yang Bo looked at Branson, "Many thanks!"    

"Mr Yang is too polite, I still have to thank you. You were able to find me and bring me here for this great fortune!" Branson said.    

Branson's tone was extremely sincere. He was very clear that a strange person like Yang Bo had to be roped in, because if he could take out the medicine to extend his life, he might be able to save the next time!    

Yang Bo laughed, "Mr Branson, next we should talk about our affairs!"    

Branson did not mind, and nodded: "Alright!"    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]