Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

2The old man had his back facing Yang Bo, and his white hair was slightly yellowish. He was holding onto a walking stick, and from his back, Yang Bo could see that his waist was fat, and the fat on his arms were hanging down.     1

    

Only when the butler spoke did the old man turn around and look over.    

    

When facing Branson, the other party looked even more old, with deep wrinkles on his face, large bags under his eyes and a lot of age spots on his body. According to the information, Mr Branson was already ninety-five years old this year.    

    

Yang Bo opened his mouth: "Branson, let's talk first!"    

    

Branson stared at Yang Bo, his face showing a dull expression, his voice was hoarse and powerless, "Good day, Mr Yang! Please sit down! "    

    

Yang Bo laughed, and nodded as he sat down.    

    

Soon, the butler brought them tea and placed it beside them.    

    

Branson took a sip of tea and raised his head to look at Yang Bo, "Mr Yang, I heard that you brought a good thing for me?"    

    

Yang Bo smiled and looked at him, "Right, I brought you something good!"    

    

Branson stared at Yang Bo, then looked at Fann Changhua, he turned to the butler and said: Tom, bring this mister to sit next door, we are warmly invited!    

    

The butler hurried forward and extended his hand for Fann Changhua to follow him.    

    

Fann Changhua was stunned, he couldn't help but look at Yang Bo. He was very clear about the history of the Branson Family, it was just that Yang Bo seemed to have some sort of secret transaction with the other party that he wasn't willing to hear about.    

    

If it was really a good deal, Yang Bo should ask him to stay!    

    

Yang Bo laughed, "Chang Hua, follow the butler to the neighboring room for a while. I want to have a private chat with Mr Branson!"    

    

Fann Changhua stared at Yang Bo, wanting to find out from Yang Bo's expression, but to his disappointment, Yang Bo's expression was gentle, and did not change at all.    

    

Fann Changhua had no choice but to stand up and follow the butler out.    

    

After a while, the living room became quiet again. Branson stared at Yang Bo, and the expression in his eyes changed slightly: "Mr Yang, I heard that you brought a medicine that can extend lifespan?"    

    

Due to Branson's age being too old, he spoke in a low voice that was extremely slow and unclear. Fortunately, Yang Bo's English was pretty good, so if one were to look closely, they would be able to understand what he was saying.    

    

Yang Bo nodded, "Mr Branson, I think no matter how much I say, it's useless."    

    

Branson didn't quite understand what Yang Bo meant. After that, he saw Yang Bo stand up and take out a blue and white porcelain bottle the size of his palm. He looked at him in shock.    

    

Yang Bo opened the bottle and a strong aroma of alcohol filled the room. He walked over to Branson's side and poured a drop of wine into his cup, then put away the bottle.    

    

Under Branson's surprised gaze, Yang Bo reached out and made a gesture of invitation.    

    

Branson stared at the teacup beside him and looked at Yang Bo in shock, "You want to drink this?"    

    

Yang Bo laughed, "You can try it, I feel that after we have tasted it, we will still have room for negotiation. After all, no matter how much I say, if there's no effect, then it will be useless!"    

    

Branson was a little hesitant, he placed his hand on the handle of the teacup and did not move.    

    

Yang Bo laughed: "Is Mr Branson suspecting that I have poisoned them? This is your manor's castle, the butler is outside. If I really poisoned myself, would I be able to escape? "Besides, how old are you and how old am I? Do I need to poison myself?"    

    

Branson stared at Yang Bo, he did not say anything, but picked up the teacup, his gaze became firmer, the older he was, the more timid he was, and the more afraid of death he became. If he was young, he would not hesitate to pick it up!    

    

The fragrance of the tea carried a faint aroma of wine. Branson's taste organs had already greatly deteriorated, and could only feel a faint taste as the tea flowed down his throat.    

    

Branson felt a wave of boiling hot water roll down his chest, and enter his stomach. This kind of boiling hot feeling instantly spread throughout his entire body, making him feel warm and harmonious, as if he was soaking in a hot spring!    

    

Then, Branson threw away his walking stick, he gently raised his hand, and felt a sensation of strength surging out from his already weakened arm, this feeling, made him feel refreshed!    

    

Branson stared at Yang Bo, his face was filled with shock. What is this, how could it have such an effect?    

    

Yang Bo laughed, "Mr Branson, I am not lying to you, right?"    

    

After drinking the diluted medicinal wine, Branson's voice became much louder, and his speech became clearer, "Mr Yang, what kind of medicine is this, does it have any side effects?"    

    

Yang Bo laughed: "I contacted the Mr Branson through the Hong Kong Li Family, regarding these problems, I believe the Mr Branson already has some understanding, this is a type of medicinal wine, as for whether there are any side effects, I will explain, rather than time to prove it."    

    

As they spoke, Yang Bo stood up, "Mr Branson, let's end it here for today. You can look for me two days later!"    

    

Branson also stood up, "Mr Yang, please take care."    

    

Yang Bo did not hesitate as he turned around and left. He only needed to give Branson a bit of time, and the other party would definitely understand the power of the medicinal wine!    

    

Walking out of the living room, Fann Changhua was currently sitting in a side hall. Yang Bo glanced at the other party, "Let's go back first!"    

    

Fann Changhua was trying to get information out of the housekeeper as he tried to get information out of the treasury of the Branson Family. However, the butler's mouth was so tight that he did not manage to get any information at all.    

    

Hearing Yang Bo's voice, Fann Changhua was stunned, in such a short time, he was not even able to finish drinking a cup of tea, and he already left?    

    

Fann Changhua stood up instinctively and took out a name card to give to the butler, "Mr. Tom, if you need anything, you can contact me."    

    

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly got up and left with Yang Bo.    

    

Walking on the road, Fann Changhua suddenly became happy, no matter how loud Yang Bo's words were, he would still return disappointed!    

    

Returning to the hotel, Yang Bo did not talk about it too much. Mei Chaoning chatted with him for a while and when he saw that Yang Bo did not talk much, he did not ask further.    

    

However, within the team, news of Yang Bo's low level of negotiation quickly spread. After all, the visit they had that day was too short, if they could not communicate further, how could they build a good relationship with Mr Branson?    

    

In everyone's eyes, this trip to England was a complete failure, after all, even Branson could not handle it, so why continue with the negotiations?    

    

Everyone also started to pack their bags and waited for Mei Chaoning to report to them. Once they received a reply, everyone could return to their home country.    

    

Two days passed in a flash and everyone sat in the dining hall on the first floor waiting for the news. The team translator looked at Fann Changhua and could not help but ask: "Chang Hua, did you submit Professor Mei's report? When can we get a reply! "    

    

Fann Changhua's expression changed, he shook his head and said: "No, I went to ask teacher yesterday, and he did not submit it, but, it was submitted very quickly, as long as I send him an email!"    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]