Song Baoxuan couldn't drive his own car by taking the small road, so he could only let Song Zhi ride a motorcycle to send him to the county seat.

Yang Maojie should have waited for himself for a long time, Song Baoxuan was embarrassed, and he came later than Yang Maojie.

But Yang Maojie didn't care, he stood up and said to Song Baoxuan.

"Baoxuan, you're here, sit down!"

Song Baoxuan saw that there were only two people in the private room, she knew that Yang Maojie was going to tell her secret.

Yang Maojie took out the gift that Yang Huihui prepared for Song Baoxuan.

"Bao Xuan, this is a gift from Huihui for you, she is going to learn the piano today, and she doesn't have time to come."

"Okay, Uncle Yang, thank you Sister Huihui for helping me."

"Okay."

Yang Maojie couldn't wait to say.

"Bao Xuan, you are amazing, I see that my friend's hair has grown a little."

"It will take a while for it to fully grow, why didn't your friend come over today, Uncle Yang?"

Yang Maojie hesitated for a moment, and then took off his wig.

Song Baoxuan looked at the sparse hair on the top of Yang Maojie's head, which was a little messy in the wind.

Caught off guard by the "bald attack", although Song Baoxuan had already known about Yang Maojie's baldness, she was still stunned for a moment.

Hair is really very important, Yang Maojie wearing a wig and Yang Maojie who is now bald are simply two people, and their temperament has changed a lot.

Yang Maojie was embarrassed when he saw Song Baoxuan's reaction, the last thing he wanted people to know was his hair.

"Baoxuan, can I be cured like this?"

Song Baoxuan put away her surprised expression, and then said.

"Yes."

During this period of contact with Yang Maojie, Song Baoxuan already knew the reason for Yang Maojie's baldness, so she was very sure that she could cure Yang Maojie.

"Really? You're not lying to me, are you? ”

"It's true."

Yang Maojie received Song Baoxuan's affirmative reply, and felt that the big stone in his heart had fallen, and his hair was saved.

"Great, great, great."

Song Baoxuan had already prepared the traditional Chinese medicine for Yang Maojie before, but she couldn't give it to him now, and planned to give it to him in a few days.

Of course, it is not enough to take medicine alone, but also to add other means.

Song Baoxuan thought that she hadn't gone to see Old Man Zheng for a long time, so she went to see Old Man Zheng.

After having a meal with Old Man Zheng, Old Man Zheng said to Song Baoxuan.

"Why did you suddenly become so impatient, girl?"

Song Baoxuan knew that the impatience that Old Man Zheng said meant that she was in a hurry in her career, and she was indeed a little anxious.

During this time, her face was a lot haggard, but she couldn't do it in a hurry!

Song Baoxuan said with a smile.

"Grandpa Zheng, it's not that I want to be in a hurry, and others are forcing me to grow up! Only when you are strong can you control your own destiny. ”

Old Man Zheng shook his head, he no longer had the heart to fight when he was young.

"Alas, you young men! You have to pay attention to your body, I don't think your face is very good. ”

"Well, I know, Grandpa Zheng, you don't have to worry. By the way, did Uncle Zheng come back from City B? ”

Old Man Zheng said.

"No, he's been in City B for four days, and he hasn't made a single call, so he probably forgot about me, an old man."

"Uncle Zheng may be too busy, SZ Perfume is gradually becoming famous, and some people in City B don't want SZ Perfume to enter City B, this matter is a bit tricky."

Song Baoxuan was thinking about how to quickly contact the mayor of City B from Yang Maojie, it couldn't be too obvious, otherwise what she had done before would be in vain.

City B is an important site for the development of SZ perfume, and it must be taken down so that SZ perfume can develop faster.

After Song Baoxuan played a few games of chess with Mr. Zheng, he went to the Jin Song Furniture, Song Zhi managed the Jin Song Furniture very well, and there was nothing Song Baoxuan needed to worry about.

She only needed to provide some drawings occasionally, and Song Zhi and Song Baoxuan walked inside the Jin Song furniture, and he said what he thought.

"Baoxuan, I want to let Jin Song furniture enter the capital, although the capital is farther away, but the capital is the most prosperous after all, if you can be in the capital..."

Before Song Zhi finished speaking, Song Baoxuan shook his head and vetoed it.

"No, I can't. Second brother, listen to me, don't touch the capital for the next two years. ”