Chapter 7 I won't sell it to you
A woman like Zhou Xiaoqin is not easy to provoke at first glance, and her attitude suddenly changed, which is very unusual. As the saying goes, there must be demons when things are unusual, Qin Zichao's heart became vigilant.
"Manager Zhou, if you have anything, just tell me directly." Qin Zichao said.
"Hey, hey, refreshing." Zhou Xiaoqin threw a wink at Qin Zichao and said, "Actually, it's nothing, I just want you to get me a maintenance prescription." A skilled doctor like you must know how to maintain, right? ”
Qin Zichao was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Yes, Manager Zhou, mine has a maintenance prescription." But why should I tell you? Don't forget, your attitude towards me was very unkind to me before. ”
Zhou Xiaoqin was a little embarrassed, and said with a reluctant smile: "Qin Zichao, Mengjie and I are the best friends." You are Mengjie's boyfriend, and it is good for me to be bribed. ”
"No, I don't."
"Forehead ......"
"Otherwise, you make a price, and I'll pay for it."
"But I don't want to give it to you."
“……”
Zhou Xiaoqin was speechless for a moment, a big beauty like her has never been rejected by a man, today is the first time.
This animal dares to refuse the old lady, it is best not to fall into the hands of the old lady, otherwise, he will have to let him know how realistic the sentence 'the earth is too dangerous, go back to Mars immediately'.
Zhou Xiaoqin complained in her heart, but thinking of Qin Zichao's powerful medical skills, the effect of the maintenance prescription must also be very good, so she forcibly pressed the unhappy emotions in her heart, walked to Qin Zichao's side with a smile, and wrapped her arms around Qin Zichao's neck.
"Brother Qin Zichao, just tell people, can you bear to watch such a beautiful beauty grow old and ugly?" Zhou Xiaoqin said in a coquettish tone, coupled with her natural charm, she was full of lethality.
"......" Qin Zichao was directly dumbfounded, and he felt that the bones in his whole body were crispy, and he even began to have nosebleeds.
"Brother Qin Zichao, as long as you give the maintenance prescription to others, they will definitely repay you well......" Zhou Xiaoqin's eyes flickered.
"Zhou, Manager Zhou......"
"What Manager Zhou? Call me Xiaoqin. ”
"Forehead......" Qin Zichao was embarrassed to death, feeling hot all over.
This woman is such a terrible goblin.
Qin Zichao gave Zhou Xiaoqin an evaluation in his heart, he took a deep breath, forcibly erased the evil thoughts in his mind, and then pushed away Zhou Xiaoqin, who was almost leaning on him.
"Manager Zhou, okay, I'm afraid of you. Aren't you looking for a maintenance prescription? I'll just write it to you. Qin Zichao took the initiative to surrender, took out a pen and paper from the desk, brushed a few strokes, wrote a maintenance prescription and handed it to Zhou Xiaoqin.
Zhou Xiaoqin put the prescription handed by Qin Zichao into her pocket, and then looked at Qin Zichao with interest, the corners of her mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and said meaningfully: "Qin Zichao, are you not good?" ”
"What's not going to work?" Qin Zichao asked with a confused expression.
"Haha......"
Looking at Qin Zichao's bewildered look, Zhou Xiaoqin couldn't hold it back, and turned from snickering to laughing.
It wasn't until Zhou Xiaoqin leaned back with a smile that Qin Zichao reacted, was very depressed, and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Xiaoqin, why don't you just try it here and see if I can do it?" The office, well, should be exciting. ”
"Hey, hey."
Faced with Qin Zichao's words, Zhou Xiaoqin was not angry, but smiled and turned to leave. When he arrived at the door, he turned around and threw Qin Zichao a wink.
Qin Zichao was speechless for a while.
Time passed quickly, and after getting off work, Song Mengjie drove Qin Zichao to a big shopping mall in the center of Zhonghai City to buy a few sets of clothes and daily necessities. Then, the two went to the Chinese medicine store and the vegetable market, and when they returned to the villa, it was almost dark.
Under Qin Zi's superb cooking skills, Song Mengjie and Song Tianfeng's father and daughter devoured it without any scruples about their image.
Sitting on the sofa, Qin Zichao smiled and said to Song Mengjie on the side: "Mengjie, looking at the way you eat the food I cook every day, I really want to ask you again seriously and seriously, who lost the last time we made a bet?" ”
"Ahem, this ...... Of course you lose. Song Mengjie coughed twice and said.
At this time, it is unacceptable to be killed. Otherwise, where will he have his position in front of Qin Zichao in the future?
"Well, then from tomorrow onwards, I won't cook." Qin Zichao shrugged indifferently and said.
"No, you can't live in our house for nothing."
"Can't I pay the rent?"
"Our family is not short of money."
"You won." Qin Zichao was helpless.
"Hey, hey."
Looking at Qin Zichao's appearance, Song Mengjie felt very happy.
At noon the next day, Qin Zichao was playing happily fighting the landlord in the office, and Song Mengjie suddenly came to his office.
Seeing that Qin Zichao was playing Happy Fight Landlord, Song Mengjiedai frowned and said, "Qin Zichao, don't play with the computer during work hours just because your work is a little idle." If I find out next time, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. ”
"Uh......" Qin Zichao pursed his lips.
"Okay, let's meet someone with me, I'm a little tired today, you drive."
"Who are you seeing?"
"A customer is also an elder."
"Oh."
"Let's go." Song Mengjie said lightly.
After Qin Zichao and Song Mengjie left the Song Group in a red Audi car, they drove towards the northern suburbs of Zhonghai City.
Twenty minutes later, the red Audi stopped in front of a two-story villa, and Song Mengjie took out some gifts from the trunk and walked into the villa.
This villa is very well built, with a small golf course, a swimming pool, and a man-made beach......
As soon as Qin Zichao and Song Mengjie walked into the villa, they saw an old man in his sixties and seventies playing Tai Chi on the grass in front of the villa.
"Grandpa Dragon."
Seeing the old man, Song Mengjie hurriedly shouted.
When the old man turned around, he saw Song Mengjie, and immediately stopped playing Tai Chi, and walked over to Song Mengjie and Qin Zichao with a smile, "Song girl, why are you free to come to see me today?" ”
"Hehe, I've wanted to come to see Grandpa Long for a long time, but it's been a busy time, so I didn't come until today. I heard that you haven't been doing well lately, so I bought some supplements for you. Song Mengjie said with a smile.
"You girl, it's good to come and see my old man, what else do you take." The old man said with a smile, very happy.
"By the way, Grandpa Long, I have some good news for you."
"What's the good news?"
"My dad's illness is cured."
"Really? Then why didn't he come with you to see me, old man? ”
"My dad said that he would come to see you immediately after he had taken care of some special things, and said that he would play a few games of chess with you." Song Mengjie grabbed the old man's arm and said with a smile.
"Haha, that's great, I still had an endgame with your dad back then, and I'm still sealing the chessboard." The old man said with a smile.
"Grandpa Long, let me introduce you." Song Mengjie pointed to Qin Zichao beside her and said, "His name is Qin Zichao, and he is the one who cured my father's illness." I brought Qin Ziyue here today, that is, I want him to help Grandpa Long see your illness. ”
"Oh." The old man was slightly stunned, stared at Qin Zichao, and said, "Hello, young man, my name is Long Zhenjiang." ”
"Hello." Qin Zichao glanced at the old man, frowned, and his expression was very solemn.
"Let's go inside and talk." Long Zhenjiang said with a smile.
After walking into the villa hall, Long Zhenjiang asked the maid to make a cup of tea for Qin Zichao and Song Mengjie, sitting on the sofa, Long Zhenjiang took the initiative to say to Qin Zichao: "Young man, seeing that you are young, you can actually cure Song Yatou and his father's strange disease, with such medical skills, you should be a teacher from a famous family, right?" ”
"Sort of." Qin Zichao smiled and said.
"I saw you frowning when you saw me just now, did you see that I was sick?" Long Zhenjiang saw that Qin Zichao didn't want to talk about his teacher and family history, so he immediately changed the topic without a trace.
"This ......"
"There's nothing to say, but it's okay to say it."
"Okay, Elder Long, then I'll talk about it." Qin Zichao hesitated for a moment and said, "If I'm not mistaken, Long Lao has offended the Thais, right?" ”