Chapter 8: Flaming Red Lips

After Old Jack left, Jing Qi took out his mobile phone, skillfully pressed a string of numbers, and was about to dial out, when he suddenly remembered that the United States was twelve hours behind Yanguo, which means that it was early in the middle of the night on Yanguo's side, and it was really not suitable to call. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Just send a text message.

Jing Qi sent a six-character mantra of 'everything is fine, don't read it', and added a smiley face pattern at the end.

After that, Jing Qi raised half a salary, and was stunned to find that in the huge Jing family, except for Jing Ran's sister, there was no one worth texting!

"I'm a real failure."

Jing Qi smiled bitterly, he missed a few roommates, but he signed a confidentiality contract before coming to the United States, after the death of the old man Jing, before Jing's smooth transition to someone in the second generation, he couldn't contact acquaintances, so as not to leak some Jing family secrets, affecting the confidence of shareholders in Jing's.

Jing Qi really thinks that this bullshit confidentiality agreement is disgusting, in this era when the Internet is so developed, if you have the heart, spread a little gossip or something, it's not a simple thing!

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement on the phone, and it seemed that Jingran's sister had fallen asleep.

Jing Qi didn't delay, he directly took out the wild ginseng and began to absorb it, the first day of the longevity recipe has been steadily consolidated with the widening of the meridians, and the speed of the real wood aura circulating in the body is getting faster and faster, if the previous meridians are country roads, and there are stumbling pits everywhere, then the meridians that have been widened at this time are the town roads, and the road is unimpeded.

Call!

Comfortable!

The real wood aura was running in his body, as if there was a hand constantly massaging his meridians and five organs, and the fatigue of the day was quickly erased.

After one night of practice, the next day, Jing Qi took the tiger with him, oh no, it was the tiger who drove an old pickup truck that was almost disintegrating and took Jing Qi to San Francisco to take a medical license.

"Boss, I heard from a friend that Chinese medicine is very mysterious and complicated, and it can only be allowed to go out after long-term study, so most of the Chinese medicine practitioners are elderly, is this the case?"

Jingqi looked at the scenery of the Golden Gate Bridge outside the window, and the slightly fishy sea breeze blew over, with a hint of freedom.

"Sort of, but there are also good talents, and it only takes a short time to become a teacher, but, as you said, Chinese medicine is the older the better, after all, experience cannot be made up for by learning."

"Boss, compared to traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine is not like this, even if you have no experience, the data displayed by the medical machine will not deceive people, and it can also prescribe medicine to save people." Tiger seems to want to switch to Western medicine and began to promote Western medicine.

Jing Qi shook his head and said, "How can the mystery of the human body be completely revealed by some medical machines?" ā€

For example, how to explain the real wood aura in your body, with the equipment of Western medicine?

'Didi! ’

There was a shrill roar behind the car, and then a fiery red Ferrari approached like an arrow, overtaking the tiger's pickup in just two seconds, and there seemed to be a series of crisp sneers from the Ferrari, as if mocking the tiger's pickup.

"Hey, boss, how about a bet, I promise I'll catch up with this Ferrari in less than five minutes!" The tiger's eyes rolled, and he came up with a ghost idea.

"Huh?" Jing Qi was stunned and turned his head to look at the tiger's side face...... Really black!

"Speeding, isn't it?" Jing Qi shrugged, and soon understood.

"Of course, speeding on an iconic bridge like the Golden Gate Bridge is not a good option." The tiger looked like a man from the past.

Sure enough, the pickup truck had just crossed the Golden Gate Bridge less than a hundred meters away when he saw a fiery red Ferrari on the side of the road being stopped by a Panda police car.

The tiger whistled and leaned over slowly.

Jing Qi also looked over, and the first thing she saw was a pair of black stiletto heels, on top of which were long legs with white dazzling eyes, a black leather miniskirt, and a tight leather top of the same style, which completely revealed her devilish figure and ********. Jing Qi had already heard the drooling of the tiger next to him.

Uh, it turns out that not only coughing is contagious, but even swallowing saliva is contagious, hahaha, what a coincidence.

Jing Qi swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva and wiped the corners of his mouth with some weakness.

"Wow~" Tiger is an authentic American, and in front of the police, he began to yell at the brown-haired woman in black leather and the devil figure, and the eyebrows that were almost invisible were shaking, as if they were sending electricity to each other.

Jing Qi covered his face, it was too embarrassing.

The white traffic policeman turned his head, glared at the black tiger, and then proceeded to issue a ticket to the devil's figure.

"Speeding, stiletto heel driving? And I smell alcohol, drunk driving? The white cops are ready to be ruthless, "You'd better be prepared."

The black-clothed devil said disdainfully: "Don't you traffic police check my license plate number before issuing a ticket?" ā€

"License plate number?" The white policeman's mouth showed an even more disdainful smile, "You have to understand that in the United States, no matter what your license plate number is, how great or rare it is, our traffic police will never show mercy...... Well, except, of course, in a few cases. ā€

Under the stunned gaze of Jing Qi and the tiger, the white traffic police comrade turned around and threw himself into his panda car with lightning speed, and then drove away quickly with two 'booms'.

The brown-haired and leather-clad devil with long legs finally turned his head at this time, it was a very beautiful face, with a three-dimensional sense unique to the West, especially the flaming red lips, which gave people a fiery and passionate desire, Jing Qi gave ninety points in his heart.

At this time, the beautiful woman was looking at the pickup truck that could directly apply for scrapping with a condescending look, and her eyes slowly moved to the black tiger.

The tiger was indeed taken aback, the traffic police's actions just now have clearly told him that this devil figure is not a simple character, even the traffic police who regard power as nothing have fled, and he has no rut at all, at this time he saw the other party's eyes swept over, and even picked up the mobile phone and pretended to talk about the phone.

Jing Qi was also confused, at first because of the white traffic policeman's rapid change of face without any sense of disobedience, and then because of the superb acting skills of the tiger next to him.

Brown-haired, leather-clad devil body, flaming red lips******** long-legged beauty...... 's gaze turned to Jing Qi's face.

Looking at each other, the flaming red lips snorted disdainfully, stepped on the stiletto heel into the fiery red Ferrari, and walked away, and looking at the starting speed of the Ferrari, it seemed that he did not intend to obey the traffic rules.

"Oh God, it's good she didn't get angry, otherwise I would have been out of luck." The tiger put down his phone, leaving beads of sweat on his old black face.

Jing Qi smiled bitterly, it seems that in the United States, a country known as democracy and freedom, the privileged class also exists.