Detective: I, the God of Reasoning!
27 Be friends with Mr. Yan regardless of age

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Brother games?

Father and son?

This simple sentence instantly caused the atmosphere in the luxury car to become strange and silent.

Especially the two bodyguards in front of him. They wanted to cover Fu Chongming's mouth and call him godfather immediately.

This was such a good thing!

However…

Mr. Yan was not angry. Instead, he looked at Fu Chongjing with appreciation."Good! Good boy, you're still as arrogant as you were eight years ago. I've lived a good life to have a friend like you. But what business do you want to talk to me about?”

Fu Chongjing glanced at the lifespan data bar above Mr. Yan's head and said meaningfully,"We have to talk about this in private.”

Fifteen minutes later.

The luxurious limousine stopped in front of a magnificent hotel. Mr. Yan personally led Fu Chongxiang into a luxurious private room.

A dazzling array of delicacies was served by the waiters one by one, and the entire private room was filled with fragrance.

In the blink of an eye.

Only Fu Chongxiang and Fu Wenxin were left in the private room.

"Mr. Yan, the business I want to discuss with you this time is very special. Other than the two of us, we can't let a third person know.”

Facing a table full of delicacies, Fu Chongxiang didn't hurry to start eating. Instead, he said indifferently.

"Call me big brother!" Mr. Yan waved his hand.”

"…Alright, Big Brother.”

He had only said those words casually in the car, but he did not expect Mr. Yan to actually agree to it and become friends with him regardless of age.

Regarding this.

Although Fu Chongxiang was surprised, he was not afraid.

According to his experience in two lifetimes, his mental age was already in his forties.

"This hotel is my property, and I often use this private room. There's no surveillance camera.”

Mr. Yan was really curious about what Fu Chengxiang would talk to him about.

Fu Chongxiang put away the smile on his face and his expression became serious. He took out a contract from his pocket and placed it in front of Mr. Yan.

"Allow me to reintroduce myself.”

"My name is Fu Chongjing, I'm a wandering…"

"Time Trader!"

As Fu Chongjing's voice fell, even Mr. Yan, who was well-informed and knowledgeable, had a look of suspicion on his face.

In fact…

His reaction was even stronger than Kun Tai's.

Because he had always known that Fu Chongxiang was not an ordinary person. With Fu Chongxiang's resume, there was no need to make such a joke.

And he would not…swindle!

However…

Looking at the time transaction contract in front of him, Mr. Yan was flabbergasted.

"Big Brother, have you gone for a physical examination recently?”

"Your lifespan shows that you only have…"

"Three months is a long time to live!"

Fu Chongxiang looked at the shocked Mr. Yan and continued.

In fact.

This was also the first time Fu Chongjing tried to sell his lifespan, so he was still a little nervous.

If he could succeed, he would receive a considerable amount of income.

Unfortunately…

He couldn't use money to buy lifespan from ordinary people. Otherwise, he could achieve longevity very quickly.

However…

Even if he couldn't use money to buy other people's lives, he had the chance to sell time once a year. It was not bad.

At this moment.

Mr. Yan, who was sitting opposite him, had already recovered from his flabbergasted state. However, his fingers were slightly trembling.

That was because…

Fu Chongjing was right!

He indeed only had three months left to live!

Although he had gradually accepted the preparation to die when he was diagnosed with the disease, if he could choose to live, who would choose to die?

"Brother Fu, how can we complete your time deal?”

Mr. Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked Fu Chongjing.

Fu Chongxiang crossed his arms and said indifferently,"It's very simple. You pay me and I deliver the goods. I have two years of time to sell. The price of time is related to its value.”

Two years…

How much is it worth?

For the famous godfather of Chinatown, these two years could not be measured by money.

Money today was just a number to Mister Yan!

In the end.

Mr. Yan and Fu Chongjing discussed and set the price of two years at 100 million yuan.

The price…

It was terrifying!

However, what the world lacked was not rich people, but time!

"This is the contract. It will take effect immediately after you sign it.”

Fu Chongxiang handed over a pen and reminded him kindly,"After you sign it, you can go for a check-up immediately.”

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Mister Yan signed his name and pressed his fingerprint.

After taking the contract, Fu Chongjing looked at the lifespan data above Mr. Yan's head again.

"Name: Yan Daoqin."

" Age: 65 years old."

" Lifespan: 2 years 3 months 7 hours 33 minutes 8 seconds.”

Seeing this…

Fu Chongjing smiled in satisfaction."As for the payment, after Big Brother goes to the hospital for a check-up and is confirmed to be fine, just transfer the money to me.”

"The main thing is that it's accurate. Don't worry about the money!”Mister Yan said with a burning gaze.

Fu Chongxiang smiled." Since the deal has been made, I'll leave first. I still have a case to solve."”

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