Chapter Twenty-Eight: Qiao Zhenzhen?

Sister Mei anxiously sent WeChat messages to Mrs. Xiao.

[I'm tearing my face now, you have to talk. 】

Mrs. Xiao lay on the SPA bed, enjoying the Siamese masseuse's technique while listening to the secretary reading to her beside her.

Staring at the bowl of lotus flowers rippling in the candlelight on the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"You tell her it's okay, as long as the resources are in place, everything is easy to say."

"Oh."

The secretary's fingertips quickly poked across the screen and sent it word for word.

[Okay, let Zhiyu hurry up here, the banquet hall on the third floor, I'll say hello.] 】

Sister Mei sent an address and looked at the time by the way.

After drying Qiao Zhenzhen for almost half an hour, the car drove to the city.

She didn't have a cell phone, but she had to tell the driver to turn around and go back.

On the WeChat side, Mrs. Xiao had already sat up, took the mobile phone from the secretary's hand, and glanced at it casually: "Hey, do you still need her to remind you?" ”

Two hours earlier, she brought her daughter to the hotel and asked her to get a facial at the spa.

The little face was almost white and red, moist and smooth.

It doesn't matter if they haven't got any luxury endorsements for the time being, their family's financial resources are here, and they haven't dressed Zhiyu up in jewelry?

And as long as Qiao Zhenzhen falls, who else in the new generation of Xiaohua can stand in the way of her daughter?

"Zhiyu, let's go, hurry up."

……

"Hurry, slow down, drive faster."

Sister Mei leaned on the window and looked out, urging the driver.

The drivers are going crazy, is the old witch not good at braining, "hurry up and drive slower" is still smooth, "slow down and drive faster" What the hell is it?

I really want to throw the steering wheel in her face and ask her, do you like to cut it into thick slices when you cook at home?

"Eh, what about people?"

Alpha wandered for more than ten minutes, but he didn't see Qiao Zhenzhen's figure.

Can she still fly?

"Sister Mei, do you think this is Sister Zhenzhen's shoes?" The assistant noticed something strange on the road, "Is she in the car that just passed?" ”

The two slippers were innocent and abandoned on the road. The main thing is that you can't really pick it off.

"Hiss......" Sister Mei gasped when she saw the shoes, she really carried them casually when she went out in the morning.

This road is nothing else except to Director Chen's film and television base, which is equivalent to a dead-end road, and there are few cars.

Before arriving in the city, wasn't there only one car overtaking it, Sister Mei recalled.

She is very familiar with the color and number of the car, the owner of the car is Mr. Xiao Qi, and the insiders are called Mr. Dad.

This belongs to Qi An's black history, he liked to spend money on Internet celebrities in the early years, and was nicknamed the godfather of many celebrity Internet celebrities.

Over the years, although there has been some restraint, it has always confirmed that sentence.

Dad is no longer in the rivers and lakes, and there are still legends of his father on the rivers and lakes.

And it is said that this Xiao Qi is always accepted by a famous actress, so he settles down.

And this actress is still Qiao Zhenzhen's sworn enemy, the kind that has fought on the set.

Qi can always be kind enough to take her, how is it possible?

The phone rang and interrupted her train of thought, it was their big boss, Mr. Fu.

Sister Mei pressed the answer button, but before she could speak, the deafening sound on the opposite side filled the entire carriage.

"Liu Yumei, where are you?! Get back to me right away. ”

……

Xinhai International Airport VIP Building.

The Javanese green Cayenne slowly stopped in the drop-off area at the door, and Qi An got out of the car and went to open the door for Qiao Zhenzhen.

As soon as he opened the co-pilot door a crack, a male voice shouted excitedly behind him:

"Wow, Cayenne Turbo GT 4.0T, this wheel, this headlight, this carbon fiber bag, it's 4 million smaller, so handsome! I want my dad to buy me one too! ”

Qi An's eyes met Qiao Zhenzhen, who was just about to get out of the car, and was about to be proud.

The girl next to the boy understated and said, "It's ugly." ”

Qi An's smile froze on his face.

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't care, she didn't understand at all because she didn't study the car.

She jumped out of the car briskly and squeezed out a smile at Qi An, "Thank you, you can go back quickly." He covered his face and rushed into the VIP building.

"Wait!" Qi An shouted behind her.

"Do you have any money?"

"Uh...... No. ”

"Where's your phone?"

"I didn't bring it."

"Then you won't even buy a plane ticket, will you?"

"Ah, what a coincidence...... You're right. ”

Qiao Zhenzhen patted her head, and she was in a hurry to pick up Fenghe, but she didn't care about anything else.

Buying a plane ticket or something has always been the job of an assistant.

This Rausch star has been a star for a long time, how can he make himself a waste who stretches out his hands to eat and open his mouth, she said with a wry smile:

"I don't even have an ID card with me."

Fortunately, there are convenient police departments at the airport, and the temporary ID card is very fast.

Qiao Zhenzhen sat in the co-pilot, swiping the ticket with Qi An's new mobile phone that he took out of nowhere.

Xinhai to Xishu is a popular route, and now it is the peak tourist season, and I want to buy a ticket on the same day, not to mention the first class business class, and I didn't even have an economy class.

I can only see if any kind people have a temporary refund.

It was Qi An, the guy who told her not to worry and ran away.

How could she not be worried.

Now it's different from the past, and now they all have to work with certificates.

Feng He, a big demon who has never been registered, is shaking in this world, if Lu Gui Shenjun finds out, he will not be punished by God?

Thinking that a good sister is going to be struck by lightning or something...... How can that be!?

"Okay, okay, your plane has a show."

Completely ignoring the strange eyes of the people around him, Qi An insisted on wearing a full suit in the 38-degree heat.

He turned it on and got into the car: "Take off in an hour." ”

"Huh? My plane? ”

"I got a ticket?" Qiao Zhenzhen looked at the ticket-grabbing software with dismal results, and then looked at Qi An, who was stunned and didn't sweat a drop, and said in her heart that now even the cultivation of the land is higher than mine?

"Uh, I found a reliable great immortal and helped you apply for a route urgently." Qi An explained.

"Which immortal cares about this?"

Qiao Zhenzhen felt that Heavenly Court simply kept pace with the times.

"God of Wealth."

Qi An was concise and to the point.

……

Although it is not that she has not made a cameo appearance in the daughter of the chaebol in film and television dramas, Qiao Zhenzhen was still a little stunned when she saw the Gulfstream G700 in front of her.

"This thing, yours?"

Can the father-in-law of the land be so rich?

"yes, it's only been that long."

Didn't I think it would be more convenient for you to travel after you became popular?

"Aren't you unable to leave Shinkai City? Why buy a private jet? ”

"Uh......"

The flight attendants and pilots are all watching.

Qi An thought for a while, stretched out a finger upward, and drew a circle in the air: "That's it, sometimes, such as you, still have some travel needs." ”

That's right, how strict the rules are now, and you can't fly casually.

It turned out to be rubbing the car of the gods, disrespectful and disrespectful.

Qiao Zhenzhen did the same, and made a gesture at the air.

Qi An was speechless, okay.

……

Saying goodbye to Qi An, Qiao Zhenzhen happily got on the plane.

The flight attendant brought a fruit bowl and champagne with joy and professionalism, and half-squatted beside her to inform her of the precautions for flying.

But she wasn't in the mood to listen at all.

After thinking about it, it is better to take advantage of the fact that there is still a while before takeoff, and it is better to give Fenghe a call to feel more at ease.

Qiao Zhenzhen has a good memory, so she forcibly memorized the phone number that Officer Jiang told her.

"Hey, hello, is there a psychiatric department of the Fourth People's Hospital of Xishu City?" As soon as the phone was connected, without waiting for the other side to speak, Qiao Zhenzhen spoke directly.

The nurse who answered the phone was stunned, why did this person steal my lines?

"Hello? Feed? Qiao Zhenzhen thought that the signal was not good.

"Oh, yes, who are you looking for?"

"Do you have a patient named Fenghe there?"

"Feng He?" The nurse flipped through the list, "No." ”

"Uh...... Are there any patients sent by the Happy Police Station? She looks like a cute little girl, less than twenty years old. Qiao Zhenzhen described.

"Oh, she! Hold on. ”

The nurse was so impressed by the shift change that she poked her head out and shouted, "Forty-seven beds!" Forty-seven beds! ”

Hey? Didn't you just answer the phone here?

I didn't see it in the corridor, but there were people from the cafeteria pushing a food cart to deliver food.

The nurse hesitated, "May I ask who you are, or I'll wait and ask her to call you back, we're going to deliver food here." ”

"I'm Qiao Zhenzhen."

Hearing Feng He's news, she was in a good mood, as long as she was there, "Forget it, don't call back, I'll come over later." ”

"Okay, I'll see you later."

"See you later."

After hanging up the phone, the nurse recorded in the notebook as usual:

At twelve o'clock, Qiao Zhenzhen called, looking for forty-seven beds, no need to reply.

Wait a minute...... Qiao Zhenzhen? It's not that Qiao Zhenzhen, right?

What kind of nonsense, did I hear it wrong?

The nurse looked at her pen and was full of doubts.

But since people said that she didn't have to go back, she didn't bother to dwell on it.

Soon, she put the call behind her, got up and went to the dining car with the other nurses.

As soon as she left, a pitch-black Egyptian cat jumped onto the counter of the nurses' station with a small cloth bag in its mouth.