With Chang'an City, usually only the Jia family interferes in other people's affairs.

The three words Jia Fulong are the signboard, the signboard of the entire Chang'an City!

The Golden Dragon Business Circle is a project built by Fulong Real Estate this year, and there is no room for any difference.

Therefore, Song Deng had such an opening statement.

This opening sentence is a warning to Thorn Fruit!

"Don't say that I didn't remind you, in this Chang'an City, no matter how prominent your identity is, don't underestimate the four words Fulong Real Estate."

"You can meddle in other people's affairs, but not the Jia family, the Jia family is an existence you can never provoke."

"Now, disappear from my eyes!"

Song Deng was arrogant, released these words, and did not skimp a glance at Qin Chuge.

Instead, he rushed to Zhao Cui on the hospital bed and said, "Ms. Zhao, I have been polite enough to you." ”

"If you still toast and don't eat and drink, although I am knowledgeable and courteous, you can't afford to start a fire."

"You have a brother, you have a daughter, and they are your last two relatives in this world."

"If you don't care if they live or die, please continue your stubbornness!"

Song Deng smiled indifferently.

The words have been said for this part, and the meaning could not be clearer.

If Zhao Cui does not sign, Yuan Yuan and Zhao Hai will never have a peaceful day.

"You ...... You deceive people so much! Zhao Cui yelled and scolded.

Song Deng smiled as if nothing had happened, and bent down to pick up the folder.

He slapped his hand a few times to knock off the dust on it.

Then, Song Deng spread out the folder again and placed it in front of Zhao Cui.

With a smile but not a smile, he put a black pen on the contract.

"Sign well, the handwriting must be neat!"

Song Deng has a posture of ambition.

Boom!

A chair stood in front of the hospital bed, Qin Chuge put Yuan Yuan down and sat on the chair.

He picked out an apple and slowly sharpened it with a fruit knife.

Lin Huan opened the packed lunch box, put the food on the bedside table, and beckoned Zhao Cui to eat.

Zhao Cui was dumbfounded, and even more confused!

It's all this time, how can she be in the mood to eat.

"Mom, Uncle Qin is very powerful, those bullies in our alley, I'm afraid he will die!"

"You must be hungry, hurry up and eat!"

Yuan Yuan has seen Qin Chuge's majesty, and in her eyes, Uncle Qin is a big hero.

"Eldest sister, your medical expenses have been settled, and those ancient coins found in Yuanyuan have been sold for a lot of money."

"You can recuperate in peace, and leave the rest to my man."

"Come, hurry up and eat!"

Lin Huan comforted Zhao Cui with words.

The ancient coins she was talking about were indeed sold.

However, those coins were not very valuable, and only sold for 70,000 yuan.

When Qin Chuge took Yuan Yuan and Lin Huan to lunch, he asked Yuan Yuan for ancient coins, found an antique shop and sold them on the spot.

70,000 yuan was obviously not enough for Zhao Cui's medical expenses, so Qin Chuge made up some money, which was enough for Zhao Cui's medical expenses and the rest of the expenses.

"Mom, Aunt Huan is right, those ancient coins are really sold!"

"Sold for a million!"

Yuan Yuan said happily.

Zhao Cui's expression froze, obviously understanding something.

Tears burst out of her eyes, Zhao Cui trembled her lips, and choked up for a while.

How much those ancient coins could be worth, she must know in her heart.

She can be sure of a hundred, and she will definitely not be able to sell for a million!

"Thank you...... Thank you ......."

Zhao Cui thanked him vigorously.

"Sister, you have a million, can you give half to your brother?"

However, suddenly hearing that his sister had a million, Zhao Haitian leaned over shamelessly.

Lin Huan's kick hurt him a lot, but for the sake of money, how could he care about this pain.

"Sister, my own sister, you can't watch your brother starve to death on the streets!"

"Your illness won't cost you a million, at most 150,000 is enough."

"You can divide half of the rest of the money with me, I can make a down payment on a house, and I don't have a daughter-in-law yet!"

"Sister, please......"

Zhao Hai cried with a sad face, half-knelt in front of the hospital bed, and pleaded bitterly.

Zhao Cui was indifferent, took the lunch box handed by Lin Huan, and ate in a big gulp.

She wants to take care of her body and fight against Fulong Real Estate to the end.

She also has to take good care of her daughter, and she must not fall!

This belief sustained her to overcome the disease, to put aside all distractions, and to eat the meal one bite at a time.

Such a Zhao Cui made Qin Chuge can't help but think of the strong woman Bingxin.

In Bingxin's autobiography, this woman did not shed a single tear after learning that her husband was critically ill.

Instead, I went home and cooked noodles for myself and ate several bowls.

It is impossible for ordinary people, not even men, to do this.

But Bingxin's idea is that if her husband is gone, she will be the pillar of the family, so she must eat well and take care of her body.

Only in this way can she support this family.

Later, her husband's illness turned critical, and her tears gushed out.

Zhao Cui in front of him, isn't that exactly like this.

Whether it was Zhao Hai's threat or Song Deng's conspiracy, Zhao Cui understood a truth.

You can't die by yourself!

Not only can you not die, but you must live well, take good care of your daughter, and fight to the end against the villains of Fulong Real Estate.

Squeaky ......

Whew......

There are only two voices in the ward.

One is the sound of Zhao Cui chewing heavily, and the other is the sound of Qin Chuge peeling apples.

Click......

Qin Chuge dropped the fruit knife and divided it into three petals.

One petal was given to Zhao Cui, half was given to Yuan Yuan, and the last petal was given to Lin Huan.

He clapped his hands, folded the fruit knife, and unhurriedly threw the peel into the trash can next to the bed.

"Here, let me take a look at the contract!"

"If there is no problem, I can sign the contract on behalf of Sister Cui."

Qin Chuge opened his mouth, but his words were shocking.

"Xiao Qin......"

Zhao Cui's mouth opened into an O-shape, and there was still food in her mouth that she hadn't had time to swallow.

She really couldn't understand Qin Chuge's approach!

"Eldest sister, don't worry, just listen to my man."

Lin Huan was not surprised at all, but had a full grasp of Qin Chuge.

From beginning to end, she believed in her man very much.

"Which green onion are you? Why did you sign on my sister's behalf? ”

Zhao Hai stopped doing it, blowing his beard and glaring.

Syllable!

Song Deng slapped him and ruthlessly instigated Zhao Hai in the face.

"Shut up Lao Tzu, or I'll be the first to kill you!"

Song Deng shouted angrily.

This slap made Zhao Hai dare not talk more.

"Ms. Zhao, is there something wrong with his words?"

Song Deng confirmed with Zhao Cui.

Zhao Cui glanced at Qin Chuge, and all she saw was Qin Chuge's calm eyes, as well as the strong confidence emanating from his body.

She glanced at Lin Huan again, just like that, Lin Huan's eyes were very firm.

Zhao Cui gritted her teeth and nodded heavily.

"Hahaha......"

Song Deng smiled happily.

"If only I hadn't said that earlier, I knew that everyone was a reasonable person."

"The Golden Dragon Business Circle can get your generous support, and it will definitely break out of the hot summer and go to the world!"

"Come, brother, sign the paper for Ms. Zhao!"

Song Deng handed over the contract with a smug face.

Qin Chuge pretended to read the contract again, but in fact, he had one in his pocket, which was exactly the same as the contract in front of him.

"There is no problem with the contract, I wish the Golden Dragon business circle to flourish!"

Qin Chuge pretended to be peaceful, and signed his name.

"You don't need to press the handprint, you can have a signature!"

Song Deng was afraid that the other party would regret it, so when Qin Chuge left the last word, he hurriedly picked up the contract.

"This word is written strongly, powerfully, chic and elegant......"

"Wei Yuanjiu!?"

However, Song Deng, who was still praising Qin Chuge for his good handwriting a second ago, was dumbfounded on the spot when he saw the name that fell on the signature!

Wei Yuanjiu, the Northwest Sage King, had just moved the palace to Chang'an City.

The name signed by Qin Chuge is his.