"What do you say, so happy?" As soon as Tang Jingjing entered the door, she heard Ling Qingya's laughter.

"Nothing, nothing." Wei Lin was afraid that Ling Qingya would talk nonsense, so he quickly took over.

Gu Xue'er glanced at Wei Lin and didn't speak. I thought, it's nothing strange, there must be ghosts here.

Wei Lin avoided Gu Xue'er's gaze with a weak heart.

Ling Qingfeng looked at this scene and felt a sense of déjà vu......

"I was just suggesting when we should organize an outing." Ling Qingya said with a smile.

When Wei Lin heard this, his eyes lit up, and he secretly gave Ling Qingya a thumbs up.

"Okay." Tang Jingjing said. She suddenly felt like she hadn't gone out to relax in a long time.

"Good idea. When? Where are you going? Who are they? Gu Xue'er asked excitedly when she heard this.

Wei Lin's mouth shape is clear: tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow......

"I'll have to think about this and call you when the time comes." Ling Qingya glanced at Wei Lin, completely ignored his suggestion, and said with a smile.

"Okay." Wei Lin said happily.

"What are you excited about when we girls go out to play?" Gu Xue'er glanced at Wei Lin and said.

"Yes." Ling Qingya said unceremoniously.

"Don't worry, Qingya will definitely call you then." Ling Qingfeng leaned into Wei Lin's ear and whispered.

"Really?" Wei Lin asked.

"Don't worry." Ling Qingfeng said.

"That's it, it's almost next weekend." Ling Qingya said.

……

Because there are two girls who like to be lively, Ling Qingya and Gu Xueer, and Wei Lin is also more cheerful, the meal is very pleasant.

Only Jiang Dashan, he was terrified when he ate, although he felt that the food was rich and delicious, but when he thought of the expensive price, he always couldn't help but sigh, and he didn't dare to pick up more vegetables.

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Mr. Zhou had moved out of the moldy staff dormitory and rented a one-bedroom apartment near the company. Although the furniture is simple, it should be quite complete, and it looks like a home.

Thinking of the wretched qi he received in the "Golden Foot Pavilion", Zhou Wei's anger did not hit one place. As a result, the trash can in the living room tripped him over very "not long-sighted", and the consequences can can be imagined, the trash can was kicked by Zhou Wei's "clanging", and finally it could only be reduced to garbage......

Zhou Wei was almost vented, sitting on the sofa tiredly, his fingers constantly tapping on the armrest, making a very rhythmic sound. He was thinking, no matter what, he had to get angry, but how to discredit the "Golden Foot Pavilion"?

Soon, Zhou Wei had an idea and got up and went out.

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After eating, Ling Qingfeng sent his sister to the gallery, while Wei Lin accompanied Tang Jingjing and Gu Xue'er to send Jiang Dashan home.

Wei Lin frowned a little, thinking to himself, this road is really not easy to walk, it is narrow and bumpy. Just then, his cell phone rang.

"Brother Zu, what's the matter?" Wei Lin answered the phone and asked.

"Linzi, let me tell you, someone has accused you of selling * prostitution * prostitution * prostitution in your foot massage shop, I know that your foot massage shop is clean, and I have suppressed this matter for the time being, but you have to be prepared for him to bite everywhere." Zu Xiangyang said on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I know, thank you, I'll invite you to dinner later." Wei Lin's expression looked very serious.

"Is there something wrong?" Tang Jingjing asked.

"It's nothing, it's a trivial matter." Wei Lin said seemingly chic.

"Why don't you stop here, it's not far from Brother Jiang's home." Tang Jingjing said.

"It's ......" Before Jiang Dashan's words were finished, Wei Lin's mobile phone rang again.

"Okay, I see." Wei Lin answered the phone, and after understanding what the other party meant, he said.

Wei Lin hung up the phone and happened to come to Jiang Dashan's door.

"This is it, let's stop." Gu Xue'er said.

"We're not getting out of the car, you get your stuff." Tang Jingjing said.

"Okay, I'm really bothering you." Jiang Dashan felt that Wei Lin might have something to do, so he was not polite, and went home with his things.

"Did something happen to the foot spa?" On the way back, Tang Jingjing asked.

"It's not a big deal." Wei Lin said.

"It must have been Zhou Wei who did it." Gu Xue'er said angrily.

"Not necessarily, my foot spa shop is doing well, and there are more people with red eyes." In fact, Wei Lin also felt that Zhou Wei was the ghost, but he didn't want to increase the psychological burden of others, so he said.

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"How did you buy so much milk powder and come back? How much does it cost? Meng Cuizhen took the things in Jiang Dashan's hand and asked.

"Tang Jingjing bought it, I said no, she had to give it." Jiang Dashan said.

"Tang Jingjing is really a good person." Meng Cuizhen said.

"yes." Jiang Dashan said. I thought, we don't have money or power, and we don't know how to thank others.

"What is this?" Meng Cuizhen asked.

"Uniform clothing issued by the foot spa shop." Jiang Dashan said happily.

"I'll see, I'll see." Jiang Meilan ran over happily.

"You're a worker there?" Meng Cuizhen asked in surprise.

"That's it." Jiang Dashan said proudly.

"Look at your beauty." Meng Cuizhen said with a smile.

"Let me tell you, the store is called a big one, and it's regular. I still have to take the exam in the future, and I don't know if I can pass the exam. Let me tell you, there are dormitories and canteens, and there are ......" Jiang Dashan couldn't wait to tell his wife all the day's experiences at once.

Jiang Meilan listened carefully to her father's description, and her heart was very beautiful.

"The quality of this dress is not bad, I'll take a look at it when I wear it." Meng Cuizhen touched her clothes and said with a smile.

"Okay!" Jiang Dashan tried on his clothes as he spoke.

"When are you going to work?" Meng Cuizhen asked.

"I'll go tomorrow." Jiang Dashan said.

"Well, it fits well, but the pants are a little long, I'll help you change them later." Meng Cuizhen said.

"Dad, you are so handsome in this dress~" Jiang Meilan said with bright eyes.

"Really?" Jiang Dashan was very beautiful, and gently stroked his eldest daughter's head.

"Really." Jiang Meilan said with a smile.

"I'll have to take a shower in a moment." Jiang Dashan said.

"yes, okay." Thinking that their family's living situation would improve qualitatively in the future, Meng Cuizhen smiled unconsciously.

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Galleries of the Tree Rings.

"Wow, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your painting seems to be richer." Ling Qingya looked at Ai Zheming's painting and exclaimed.

"You're here, let's go to class." Ai Zheming put down the brush and said.

"I think I learn faster when I see you drawing. I feel that the overall grasp of color is more intuitive. Ling Qingya said.

"Alright then, you're not lazy." Ai Zheming knew that what Ling Qingya said was reasonable, so he said.

"How long have you been learning to draw?" Ling Qingya asked.

"It's been seven years." Ai Zheming immediately replied.

"That was when you started studying in high school? Then why didn't you apply to an art school? Ling Qingya asked.

"I learned to draw from my sister secretly, and she just found out a few days ago." Ai Zheming said.

"Why are you hiding it from your sister?" Ling Qingya asked puzzled.

"My sister hopes that I will learn cultural classes well and find a relatively stable and good job in the future." Ai Zheming said.

"Why is your sister like your mother? That's too much. Ling Qingya didn't know Ai Zheming's family situation, so she said.

Ai Zheming listened, and there was a moment of silence. Yes, my sister is really like a mother, from childhood to adulthood, she has taken care of herself.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have talked about your sister." Seeing that Ai Zheming was silent, Ling Qingya thought he was angry, so she said.

"Nothing." Ai Zheming said.

"You paint, I won't speak." Ling Qingya said.

"Hmm."

Ai Zheming painted seriously, and this peaceful state of mind seemed to infect Ling Qingya. It makes her feel very quiet, quiet but warm......

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Wei Lin did not go back to the foot massage shop, but came directly to the office of Ling Qingfeng of Allure International.

"Brother Ling." Wei Lin said as he entered the door.

"Sit, have you read the post on the website?" Ling Qingfeng said.

"I thought he was reporting, but I didn't expect to post so quickly, it's amazing." Wei Lin said.

"Looks like you have a goal? Who do you think is discrediting your foot spa shop? Ling Qingfeng asked.

"Eighty percent is that Zhou Wei." Wei Lin said.

"Zhou Wei? Which Zhou Wei? Ling Qingfeng asked.

So, Wei Lin told Ling Qingfeng what happened in the morning. The more Ling Qingfeng listened, the more ugly his face became.

"Do you remember that before our promotion meeting, someone smeared Allure International?" Ling Qingfeng asked.

"He couldn't have done it, did he? This thing is too disgusting, and it's made up like the real thing. Wei Lin asked incredulously.

"I suspect it's him." Ling Qingfeng said categorically.

"You can't even take him?" Wei Lin suddenly remembered something and said.

"He is very cunning and very self-protective, and every time he re-applies for an account and uses an internet café to log in. And he also understands public psychology and is good at telling right and wrong. Ling Qingfeng said.

"I've seen his tricks." Wei Lin remembered what Zhou Wei said in the morning and said with a smile.

"Went up there to check on you?" Ling Qingfeng asked.

"Well, Shi Chuanrui called me half an hour ago and said that the industrial and commercial and health departments have come, and it is estimated that they are still in the store at this time." Wei Lin said.

"What are you going to do?" Ling Qingfeng asked.

"I haven't figured it out yet. Although we have complete procedures and are not afraid of checking from above, we are afraid that consumers will lose trust in us. You also know that the foot massage shop itself has a dark color in the eyes of some consumers, so his publicity has confirmed some people's speculation. Wei Lin confessed.

"It's really a tricky matter, and it's best to solve it as soon as possible and turn the crisis into a good opportunity." Ling Qingfeng said.

"Well, I've already arranged for someone to fight back online, and I don't know how effective it is." Wei Lin said.

"I've seen Zhou Wei's methods, and I guess the effect won't be too great." Ling Qingfeng analyzed.

"What then? Do you have a better idea? Wei Lin asked.

"It's better to open the door and hold an activity to let people have a more accurate understanding of pedicure. Such a two-pronged approach may have unexpected effects. Ling Qingfeng said.

Wei Lin looked at Ling Qingfeng with bright eyes, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Ling Qingfeng was furious and asked.

"You guide?" Wei Lintian said shamelessly.

"I have a specialization in the art industry, what do you want me to do?" Ling Qingfeng glanced at Wei Lin and said angrily.