Chapter Ninety-Eight: Something Happened to Zhao Yingyue

"I heard my sister talk about it, and she said that your medical skills are very good!" Gong Tianming snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and then stretched out his hand at Lin Chaoge, meaning that he needed to refill the cigarette.

Seeing Gong Tianming's hand, Lin Chaoge naturally understood, and quickly took out the half box of red Nanjing in his pocket.

"You ......" Gong Tianming wanted to strangle this guy to death, "I won't draw other brands!"

"That's what you smoked yesterday, besides, this 95 is not much, leave me some!"

"You kid, hurry up, the last one, and the rest will be given to you!" Gong Tianming scolded with a smile.

"Okay, okay!" Lin Chaoge reluctantly pulled one out of it and handed it over.

He didn't dare hand over the half box, what if he didn't give it to himself!

Handed over the cigarette, isn't it still on fire, Lin Chao took out a five-cent lighter from his pocket and threw it over.

Gong Tianming wants to laugh and cry, this stinky boy is too picky!

He lit his cigarette and took another deep breath.

"It's not too powerful, it's just that I occasionally heard the master say that there is a way to treat this disease, but I can't do other diseases!" Lin Chaoge was also worried that this guy would let himself treat others, where would he have that kind of thing.

If he didn't have skills, he wouldn't even be able to treat Gong Xi's illness.

"Do you use acupuncture?" Gong Tianming asked again.

"Yes, I can only do acupuncture, and I ......"

"If Xixi's body wants acupuncture treatment, it should need acupuncture, isn't there a ...... between you?"

"Huh?"

Lin Chaoge was stunned for a moment.

"Oh, Boss Gong, I remember, didn't you say yesterday that you asked me to accompany Miss Xixi to shoot or something, you will reimburse me for the consumption on her, take a look, this is the reimbursement form for yesterday's consumption!" Lin Chaoge was very brazen and took out a small note from his pocket.

It is clearly written: Ninety-five cigarettes, price xxx

Yogurt jelly pudding, ten boxes, price xxx.

......

"This cigarette is also wanted by Xixi?" Gong Tianming pointed to the first of them.

"Oh, this is what I bought, I don't need to smoke with her, if I want to smoke, I naturally need to buy it!"

"What kind of pudding did you eat yesterday?"

"One box per person, don't you invite other friends to eat, they are all friends of Xixi!"

Lin Chaoge added.

"Okay, remember first, the moon ends!" Gong Tianming smiled like an old fox.

"Month-end, but ......"

"No, but!" Gong Tianming interrupted Lin Chaoge's words.

"Okay, moon end, you can't regret it when the time comes!" Lin Chaoge put away the small note like a treasure again.

"Is there anything else to do with Boss Gong, if it's okay, I'll go back!"

Lin Chaoge saw that it was time to rest, and if he didn't leave, many employees would gather here to smoke later.

"It's okay, Xixi's matter is bothering you!"

Gong Tianming said in a low voice, and then was turned on his back.

"All I can say is do your best!"

Lin Chaoge is under a lot of pressure.

It's not a question of whether he can be saved, it's a question of whether he can get Guanyin's hand again in the shortest possible time.

In other words, if he's lucky, he might get it in the next game, but if he's unlucky, he might not get it in his life.

Boss Gong left the smoking booth, but Lin Chaoge didn't leave, and finally got a pretending skill that he wanted to show off.

In less than a while, a group of people came over laughing.

Someone saw Lin Chaoge, who had been in the pavilion for a long time, and exaggerated a Stephen Chow-style surprised expression.

", Lin Chaoge, are you committing a crime against the wind, did you run over before you had time to rest?" The man looked left and right, as if to see if anyone had found out!

"Cut, it's a trivial matter, isn't it just a cigarette!" Lin Chaoge said very squealingly.

"Lin Chaoge, what kind of cigarette is today,, it's 95 again, did you buy a lottery ticket and win the lottery!"

"There's another one in this guy's office, I saw it yesterday!"

"Shameless, there is one that doesn't divide me!"

"It's ......"

"Hahaha!" Lin Chaoge said with a smile, "Come on, come on, I'll show you something more shocking!"

Lin Chaoge distributed the half box of 95, and then mysteriously took out the zippo lighter from his pocket.

"I'll you!"

One of the Zippo fans immediately exclaimed.

"This is, a limited edition out-of-print moon landing commemorative model, cowhide!"

The man cast an envious glance at Lin Chaoge.

"What is the moon landing anniversary limited out of print, not a lighter in time, what's good, it's still kerosene, get hurt a smell of kerosene!"

"You know what a fart!" the man took the lighter from Lin Chaoge's hand, and then began to brush it up very neatly.

I saw the lighter spinning quickly in his hand, circling his fingers, flying back and forth, and finally snapped, the lighter opened the casing, circled a few times, and then caught fire.

The man approached the cigarette on his lips very chicly, and clicked!

Close the lighter.

The action is chic and smooth, all in one go!

"Cowhide, cowhide!"

"This firearm is good, how much did you buy Lin Chaoge?"

"How much is it, you may not believe it when you say it, your monthly salary may not be enough!"

"Not really!"

"That's it, it's just a lighter, the most expensive is a few hundred yuan, thousands of lines!"

Even Lin Chaoge was taken aback.

A month's salary is a few thousand yuan.

"This kind of lighter is limited, each one has a special number behind it, and this one is the anniversary edition of the moon landing, out of print, the market price is definitely more than 10,000 yuan, even if you don't calculate the appreciation space, this one was sold to more than 8,000 back then!"

"10,000 yuan lighter, slot ......"

The crowd of people were wide-eyed, their faces full of incredulity.

This is the imagination of poverty limits.

You will never understand what is the difference between a bag of hundreds of thousands and a bag of more than a dozen yuan, can a bag of hundreds of thousands hold more things?

"Hey, why do I feel that this lighter is so familiar, isn't this the chairman's lighter? I saw it in his hand last time I was in the workshop!"

"Boss Gong?"

Suddenly, the group's gaze became a little playful.

"Ahem, that, you can see this, yes, this is Boss Gong's, but, but, ah, he gave it to me!"

"Huh......"

The crowd laughed again.

"Lin Chaoge, why are you here, I've been looking for you for a long time, hurry up, something happened to Zhao Yingyue!" Just as a group of people were talking, Gong Xi, who was not far away, waved at him loudly.

"Yo, that's not my sister-in-law!" someone joked.

"Go, go, go, it's still early to call my sister-in-law!"

Lin Chaoge glanced at those who were coaxing, but this kind of misunderstanding really makes people's hearts sweet.

Wait, what did Gong Xi shout just now, something happened to Zhao Yingyue?