"Really? That's really a pity." Cao Yanhua said with emotion.

As expected, Yang Jian was not so easy to communicate with.

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have anticipated this result. He stretched out a finger and said: "A ghost candle, let me touch that thing for half an hour. I don't need to get it, but I need to understand what it is."

Yang Jian stared at him.

What is this Wang Xiaoming planning?

When dealing with people with such high IQs, you always have to prevent yourself from being plotted.

"Red?"

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, but still believed that the transaction could go ahead, because since he no longer planned to trade, there was no need to keep it a secret, and besides, this secret was not a secret to Wang Xiaoming.

In this case, it is better to satisfy his curiosity and get some benefits.

"Of course." Wang Xiaoming said.
Chapter completed!