The car soon arrived at the fruit company. Today, the security guard was on duty. When the little security guard saw Yang Ming driving a car, he smiled and said, "Brother, the bird gun has changed."

"Yeah, come and sell wild hawthorns."

"Yeah..." Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Don't say you're driving a pickup truck. It's no use driving a helicopter. Our unit doesn't accept hawthorns from retail customers." The little security guard laughed and said.

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Without three handfuls of magic sand, I dare not reverse Siqi. Today I am ready to come. Look at this..."

As he said, Yang Ming took out the...