In this way, if it develops in the future, Zhao Changqing will one day become the Big Four, or it is possible to put the Liu family and the Gong family down!

This is just a little bit of his own careful thinking for Zhao Changqing, but Zhao Changqing does not regard this thing as his so-called ambition.

In his opinion, it is okay to be able to enter Yanjing and live peacefully with everyone and become a big 4, but the exchange of rites and gifts can not be beaten out by himself in Yanjing, and at that time, it will naturally be you who give me a punch, and I will return you a punch, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth!

However, at present, these are far from the so-called level, at least at present, his small pharmaceutical company, is in this position in the Eighth Ring Road, and it has not caused much splash in Yanjing, but fortunately, Tian Wenjing has taken care of him all the way, plus the help of the manor, so Zhao Changqing has saved a lot of time and things.

However, Zhao Changqing still carefully inspected the three giant companies, and even went to the gates of other people's factories and enterprises, and was almost misunderstood by the security guards.

When Bai Qingqing finally completed the formalities in the fourth ring of Yanjing, waiting for Zhao Changqing's arrival. What she saw was a small broken car.

The car was still full of loess, and it drove in front of him, and the one who came out of the car was dressed plainly, and he was covered in dirt!

Zhao Changqing's face was embarrassed, so he had to grin and wave his hand helplessly at Bai Qingqing and said,

"If it's not urgent, I won't come here directly, if you really don't have anything to do, I'll go wash the car first?!" This proposal is simply nonsense, if there is no urgency, how can Bai Qingqing let Zhao Changqing rush here as soon as possible?

In order to be in a hurry, Zhao Changqing walked directly from the inside of the trail to avoid the congested urban sections. But at that construction site, the yellow sand covered the sky and let him pass through, and he became like this!

Looking at Zhao Changqing's appearance, Bai Qingqing was so angry that he stomped his feet, but in the eyes of others, it was an arrogant coquettishness...... Bai Qingqing has no shortage of luxury cars, but Yanjing's new regulations stipulate that foreign cars cannot drive in Yanjing, so this is the oolong!

At this time, it was close to noon, it was not easy to take a taxi, there was a lot of traffic outside, Zhao Changqing had to take out his mobile phone and call a special car for Bai Qingqing.

They've just migrated here, so naturally they have a lot to do. And Yanjing is still so big, there are places everywhere to use cars.

Bai Qingqing is a girl, so it's best to arrange a car for her. Zhao Changqing didn't take much effort to find a car, but in fact, the main reason was that the money was more.

Seeing that Zhao Changqing was still recognizable, the depression in Bai Qingqing's heart was only half gone. It was also Zhao Changqing who didn't arrive at a good time, and happened to meet Bai Qingqing's unbeautiful mood that would cause a reprimand.

"Okay, you can go on your own! Do more business, don't hang around all the time!" Bai Qingqing was worried that he thought that Yanjing was still a small place like City B, and he thought that he could be like a fish in water, so he was not motivated.

After coming out of the manor, Zhao Changqing looked at the time, and it was almost noon. It's too late to rush back now, there happens to be a snack street nearby, and Zhao Changqing plans to go there to solve the lunch first.

It's the tourist season now, and there are quite a lot of people on the whole snack street. Zhao Changqing found a snack bar with a time-honored name written on it.

Thanks to Yanjing, you can find the so-called time-honored brands in any alley. But looking at the high-rise buildings around him, he thought to himself that if the time-honored brand was not opened in the alley, but in the high-rise building, would anyone still eat it?

He couldn't help but laugh to himself. I sat down when I walked into the snack bar, and I was dressed quite plainly.

But this is a snack bar, what kind of people don't have it? And it's still a first-tier city, both local and foreign.

There are also many foreign tourists interspersed among them, so at a glance, if you just look at it, you really can't see that Zhao Changqing is an outsider.

At least for Zhao Changqing, he likes this kind of fireworks, if a city has this kind of fireworks, it proves that the city is still alive.

Zhao Changqing chose to establish his company in the location of the Eighth Ring Road, in addition to the fact that cheap land is the most important factor, there are other considerations.

One is to try not to attract the attention of the Big Three, and the other is that he just doesn't want to go into the city to engage in these black miasma!

Sitting in the position and waiting for a while, the waiter didn't order, Zhao Changqing was really a little hungry, he couldn't help but stand up and look at the busy people around him.

Only then did I find that although it was close to lunch, there were still a lot of people bustling here, but it seemed that the waiters in this small store were either not enough, or they were in charge of their own stalls, and there was no waiter to wipe the table and order, so you could only go to the front counter when you ordered.

Zhao Changqing doesn't care, he can eat. After ordering the meal, Zhao Changqing found a nearby seat and sat down.

At this time, a large sea bowl was placed in front of Zhao Changqing, and there was an old man with a sixtieth armor who fell to the table with the sea bowl.

Zhao Changqing looked up at him, and the old man smiled,

"Housheng, fight a table!" Zhao Changqing moved the number plate of the order to his side and said,

"Then sure, sit, uncle!" the old man sat down steadily, holding the sea bowl and began to snort.

Zhao Changqing glanced at it, it was a big bowl of mutton vermicelli soup, and the red, red, green and green were very good-looking. It's not bad to look at!

"No. 56!" Xionghong's mezzo-soprano roared, Zhao Changqing hurriedly stood up and squeezed over to the counter, and it took a little effort to bring his meal back safely.

Zhao Changqing took out a pair of chopsticks from the disinfection cabinet behind him, stretched them into the bowl and began to pick up the rice.

As he was eating, the sea bowl that had been blocking in front of him suddenly fell off the table. There was a loud bang, and the uncle who was sitting opposite him just now eating fans disappeared.

There was an exclamation from the crowd. Zhao Changqing hurriedly looked over, the old man was curled up tightly like a shrimp, and his weather-beaten face was flushed at this time, full of pain.

There was a constant murmur in his mouth, as if something was blocked in his throat. Zhao Changqing knew that it was not good when he saw this situation, if he didn't hurry up and treat him, this old man would probably have to explain here today!

At this time, the waiter who heard the movement also squeezed over, and while pushing the crowd in front of her, she shouted impatiently,

"What's the matter?!come!let!," When she opened the crowd and saw the old man lying on the ground, convulsions, especially when there was already a faint white foam in her mouth, she panicked and wanted to go over to touch the old man.

Zhao Changqing grabbed her wrist before she was about to touch the old man,

"Don't touch the patient at this time!" he said to the people around him.

"Please step back a bit. The old man is not breathing well now, and he must let the air circulate! Everyone spread out a little!"

The waiter stood beside her with a pale face, seeing that Zhao Changqing was about to untie the old man's collar, she hurriedly shouted, trying to stop Zhao Changqing's movements.

"Hey, do you know how to save people, what if the situation gets worse and people die in our place?!"

Zhao Changqing turned his head and glared at her, his eyes like a torch.

"Don't worry. It's my responsibility to get people into my hands!And he won't die, you'd better not talk nonsense!" The waiter shrunk his neck at his glare, and didn't dare to open his mouth again, retreated out of the crowd, and turned to run to the boss.

Zhao Changqing untied the old man's collar and touched his artery first. Then press your fingers down on your chest, pressing a hard piece of something in your ribcage.

There is already an old man in a semi-coma who has sent out a painful **. Zhao Changqing's brows furrowed, he touched his pocket, and took out his needle bag from inside.

"Whoa!" several rows of silver needles of different thicknesses and lengths were displayed in front of everyone. Zhao Changqing heard someone and began to whisper,

"Look at this posture, maybe he still knows how to heal!"

"Who says it's not? Without this diamond, I wouldn't dare to take on this porcelain work!" Zhao Changqing, who was concentrating on needlework, didn't pay attention to these words, his attention was completely attracted by the old man's sick body.

That's right! This old man's illness is unusual! It looks like he has been poisoned. This poison should have been laid down a long time ago, and it has been eroded by poison little by little over the years.

The poison had been deposited in the body for several years, and it was time for it to break out. Unfortunately, the old man ate a bowl of mutton vermicelli soup.

It just so happened that the poison and the mutton were compatible. The time of the toxic outbreak was brought forward. Zhao Changqing went down a few stitches, and the old man's complexion recovered a little.

About half an hour later, the old man woke up leisurely. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a young man kneeling in front of him, this was the descendant who had just sat opposite him for dinner.

He struggled to get up, but found himself weak and weak, and his clothes seemed to be soaked in water, and they were drenched against his body.

"I'm ...... What's wrong......"

"Oh, wake up, wake up, wake up, it's really a god!" For a while, everyone was amazed at Zhao Changqing!

"Awesome, young man, your acupuncture is a medical skill handed down from our ancestors, right!?"

"Isn't it? Who said that the medical skills of our Chinese people are worse than those of foreign devils? If you want to put down foreign devils, you may have to go to the operating table!" Hearing these words, Zhao Changqing smiled, and took the old man to the nearest hospital.

This disease is the root of the disease that fell in the old man's early years, but it cannot be cured after two or three injections. After sending the old man to the hospital, the doctors in the hospital knew about Zhao Changqing's previous actions and warmly invited Zhao Changqing to participate in the next course of treatment.

Zhao Changqing wanted to refuse, but he couldn't stand the praise of the little nurses in this hospital, so he could only reluctantly agree.

With nothing to do, Zhao Changqing took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called the manor according to the phone number given by Tian Wenjing.