Chapter 9 Sales

  The sudden singing voice made everyone stunned, even Yang Jing standing beside Yang Feng was no exception.

  Lin Yin was very clever, just as Yang Feng sang the second time, she immediately followed and sang along, in an instant the whole street was boiling, everyone stopped their feet, and in the shocking voice of the loudspeaker, they followed and learned to sing.

  The feeling of being in the spotlight made Yang Feng very intoxicated, and fortunately it was the national anthem. If it were other anti-war old songs, he wouldn't be able to sing at this level. He had been singing the national anthem from kindergarten to university, and if he hadn't had any impression of it before, but in this era, in such an atmosphere, once he started singing, he felt a sense of selflessness.

  The waving arms waved non-stop, the passionate singing sang repeatedly, more and more people gathered around, countless arms were waving, countless people were singing, the singing even covered up the sound of the loudspeaker.

  In a small building not far away, several officers wearing blue-gray military uniforms stood quietly in front of the window, looking at Yang Feng in the crowd and whispering to each other.

  Yang Feng, who was finally tired of singing, handed the microphone to an excited boy next to him and pushed his bicycle, taking Yang Jing out of the crowd.

  "Yang brother, you really are surprising!" Lin Yin stood in front of him, a curious smile on her face.

  "Of course, your brother Yang is no ordinary person!" Yang Feng said with a pleased smile.

  "As far as I know, that song from Songhua River seems to have originated from you too!" Lin Yin said with a smile, pursing her lips.

  Yang Feng's tricycle could not deceive her.

  "Low-key, low-key!" Yang Feng said with a chuckle.

  "What about the score? Do you know how many people are looking for it now?" Lin Yin said as she stretched out her hand.

  "This is really not! Or else I'll write it out for you in a few days?" Yang Feng thought to himself, "Where can I get the score from now? Even if I want to, I have to wait until I get back and copy it for you."

  "It's settled then!" The girl rarely showed a playful smile.

  The little heart next to her had already pounced on Yang Jing, screaming and examining her from head to toe, then snatched the rabbit hand warmer without hesitation, hugged it in her arms and refused to let go.

  Suddenly remembering something, he turned around and stared at Yang Feng viciously: "Where's my gift?"

  "Here you are, here you are!" Yang Feng hastily handed over the warm underwear from the car basket to her and Lin Yin.

  "That's all? You're so biased!" The little girl looked at her own warm underwear, then at Yang Jing's outfit, and finally at the bicycle, her mouth pouting in a way that clearly showed she was about to cry.

  "In a few days, Brother Yang will go back, and when that time comes, whatever you want, brother will bring it for you!" Yang Feng hurriedly coaxed her.

  "Include this bike!" Xīn'er pointed at the folded Little Phoenix.

  "Alright!" Yang Feng hastily nodded.

  He will have to rely on this little girl to advertise for him in the future! It's only natural that he would respond to her requests, and the Liu family is also a prominent aristocratic family in Beiping. Although she doesn't like to show off in public, she has extensive connections in politics, military, and business circles. This is also why that little white face was bullied by her back then and could only swallow his anger silently.

  Yang Feng now needs their help, and the four of them return to Yang Jing's home together. Yang Feng proudly opens the car door.

  "Take whatever you like from inside, but you also have to help Brother Yang with a small favor, help me promote them among your classmates."

  Ballpoint pen, purely domestic, performance is absolutely no worse than foreign ones, 2 dollars a piece.

  Watch, Shanghai brand, ten yuan.

  This is a ballpoint pen, this is a neutral pen, one yuan per branch, ten ballpoint pen cores for one yuan, five neutral pen cores.

  Pencil case, 50 cents.

  Laptop, 20 cents.

  Also these dolls, one piece.

  Bicycles are available for reservation at thirty yuan each.

  Thermal underwear and down jackets. I'll bring a batch back in half a month, so those who want to buy should hurry up then." Yang Feng said with a sly smile.

  All three girls were stunned, and Xin'er was the first to react, screaming as she dove headfirst into the pile of toys.

  "What are these?" Lin Yin held a largest toy bear in her arms and pointed at the pile of cardboard boxes inside, asking.

  "This is your brother Yang's second half of life." Yang Feng said with dignity.

  "Is this the medicine you mentioned that can cure pneumonia, meningitis and sepsis?" Lin Yin's face changed when she knew what it was.

  Her father was deputy director of the health bureau and naturally understood what such a medicine meant.

  "Really that effective?" she asked incredulously.

  "It's absolutely useful!"

  "Where did you get it from?"

  "It's a secret, all you need to know is that it was made by us Chinese."

  I'll go back and tell my father, you take some out, then have him come forward to recommend, we'll send them to various hospitals for trial use.

  However, those foreign-owned hospitals might be more troublesome. Let's go find Miss Helen and have her recommend us. Her father, Mr. Lucas, is a well-known doctor despite his drinking problem. Having her vouch for us would be even more effective than my father." Lin Yin immediately thought of how to promote this.

  "What are we waiting for? Get on board, girls!" Yang Feng said impatiently.

  Xiao Xiang's goods rushed straight to the Beast Clinic.

  "What is this?" Helen frowned, looking at Yang Feng who was smirking and slapping a medicine bottle in front of her.

  "That kind of medicine I mentioned." Yang Feng said with a straight face.

  "Are you kidding me?" The beast rarely put down his wine bottle and leaned in.

  "Don't believe it? Just try it then!" Yang Feng said nonchalantly.

  "This is the scope of application and precautions." As he spoke, he took out another piece of paper, which was a revised instruction manual.

  At this time, a patient with an infected burn walked in, with a wound about one centimeter deep that had become purulent and looked disgusting.

  "This also works." Yang Feng immediately became spirited.

  "This big brother, I have a new medicine here that can guarantee you to take effect within two hours after taking it. I don't know if you are willing to try it." Yang Feng said enthusiastically to him.

  "You take it and we'll wait here. If it doesn't work later, I'll pay you 10 bucks." Seeing him hesitating, Yang Feng quickly took advantage of the situation.

  "You won't eat dead people, will you?" This guy is a bit moved.

  Yang Feng poured out two tablets and swallowed them down without hesitation.

  "Go!" The guy finally couldn't resist the temptation of 10 yuan, and since there was no danger, what's to be afraid of?

  After he finished taking his medicine, Yang Feng took out a copy of "The Deer and the Cauldron" from the car and handed it to him, then found a chair for him to sit on.

  An hour later.

  "Doctor, why is my hand itching a bit?" he suddenly shouted.

  Lucas's face changed color and he immediately ran over.

  "My god!" The old man exclaimed without hesitation.