Chapter 38 Don't talk about money, talk about fate
This Zhao Hai is really interesting!
Wang Yu couldn't help but laugh. "No, who do you say is rotten?"
Xiao Jing saw that Wang Yu's face was wrong, and smiled playfully. "Every time I come to you, you're not there, you weren't like that before."
"What was I like before that?" Wang Yu asked in a deep voice.
"It's the same as Zhao Hai, working overtime every day, focusing on work, and no one is allowed to enter." Xiao Jing tilted her head and said seriously.
"Am I not motivated enough now?" Wang Yu snorted.
"Yes, yes, you're the best." Xiao Jing said softly, "We haven't had dinner together for a long time, Director Wang, when will you invite us to have a meal together." ”
"Hey, hey, your director's call, if Old Man Liu hears it, he will definitely lock you in the activity room and let you accompany those patients to have a good chat about life." Wang Yu said with a smile.
"Impossible! He's now frantically showing off his psychiatric prowess in other departments. Xiao Jing grimaced, "Then would you like to dinner?" ”
"Isn't this a stroke of eight characters?" As soon as Wang Yu's words fell, the landline on the table rang.
"Hello?"
"I'm Lei Li." Lei Li said simply and directly. "The candidate for the deputy director of the psychiatric department has been decided, Wang Yu, you have to behave well in the future."
"Dean, is this decided?" Wang Yu didn't react a little.
"Yes." Lei Li said lightly. "This is unanimously approved by the hospital's top management, from today onwards, you are the deputy director of the psychiatric department, by the way, Lin Xuan and their business trip will be extended for a few days."
After speaking, Lei Li didn't wait for Wang Yu to react, so he hung up the phone directly, he didn't want to be scolded like Ye Xiu.
Postponement?
Wang Yu listened to the beep on the other end of the phone, his face was covered with black lines, could it be that something really happened in Tianhai City?
"Director Wang, you're going to have a treat now, right?" After Xiao Jing finished speaking, Wang Yu put on a smiling face, "Okay, you can discuss the time and place." ”
"Holo."
Jing turned around and left the office.
"Master, don't worry, the hostess will be fine." Ruhua comforted.
Since the misunderstanding was resolved, Wang Yu has had a strong interest in this flower-like wife, if something happens to her, Wang Yu will be distressed to death.
"When the ghost is resolved tonight, I'm going to Tianhai City." Wang Yu looked into the distance with deep eyes.
Six o'clock in the afternoon.
Ghost saw sorrow and called Wang Yu, and the two parties agreed to meet at the rich restaurant.
At the desk.
Wang Yu put away the trickery record in his hand, and his face showed a hint of complexity.
Although the ghost king beads are good, the production materials are not easy to find, first of all, we must find a good ghost tooth base, and then take the ghost tears to make the introduction, the quality of the ghost teeth and ghost tears determines half of the quality of the ghost king beads.
The problem now is that ghost teeth are easy to find, but ghost tears are not easy to find, according to legend, ghost tears represent love and rebirth, not every ghost has tears.
"Don't worry about it yet."
Wang Yu took out his mobile phone to check the location of the Regal Restaurant, this place is only ten kilometers away from the hospital, Wang Yu went downstairs and drove over.
When he arrived at the place, the ghost had not yet come, Wang Yu was sitting on a bench on the side of the road, and as soon as he took out a cigarette, he was snatched by a pair of stinky palms.
"Mom, what are you?"
Wang Yu covered his nose, his face full of disgust.
"Little brother, don't panic, borrow a cigarette." A dirty old man said with a smile. "I'll borrow a lighter."
"Give."
Wang Yu threw the lighter directly to the old man. "I've got you."
After speaking, Wang Yu took out another lighter and lit a cigarette for himself. "You're such a good man, young man." The old man sat next to Wang Yu, smoking a cigarette with a look of enjoyment.
"Uncle, we don't know each other, don't get so close, okay?" Wang Yu sniffed and almost threw up.
"No problem, it's just that I haven't eaten in three days."
The old man sighed, "I don't know how long Zijin will live, young man, can you invite me to dinner?" ”
"I don't have any money." Wang Yu paused, revealing a hint of helplessness. "I'm married, you know."
"Well, the old man will have to starve to death on the streets."
As he spoke, the old man fell down towards Wang Yu's thigh, and Wang Yu was startled. "Wait."
The old man didn't care so much, he just lay on Wang Yu's lap. "I'm a dying man, little brother, just let me lie down quietly like this."
"I'll give you money, you get up quickly."
Wang Yu is still a bit clean.
"How much?" The old man's eyes lit up.
Wang Yu took out his wallet, took out ten yuan and handed it to the old man. "Take it."
"Ten bucks? Do you send someone to eat? The old man pursed his lips.
"Uncle, aren't you asking for food?" Wang Yu was broken by the old man's words. "The old man doesn't ask for food." The old man said solemnly. "It seems that you and I have no fate."
After speaking.
The old man straightened up with a carp and turned around to leave.
"Wait." Wang Yu found that the old man's skills were not ordinary, could it be that he was a master hidden in the market? "What is this uncle's name?"
"It's just a code name, you can call it whatever you like."
The old man looked unfathomable. "Today I thought you and I were destined, so I wanted to give you two sentences, but it's a pity ....."
"Don't tell me what kind of worldly master you are, asking for food is just to experience life."
Wang Yu took a deep puff of cigarette and said slowly.
"Asking for food is just my hobby, and I'm not a worldly master." The old man stood with his hands in his hands.
This moment.
Wang Yu felt that the temperament of the old man in front of him seemed to be seen somewhere.
"Little brother, you Yintang...."Before the old man finished speaking, Wang Yu continued for him. Yintang is black, the times are not good, there must be a bloody disaster recently, isn't it? ”
The old man smiled awkwardly.
"I've already said that." Wang Yu said unceremoniously. "I just said that I think your temperament is a little familiar, there was an old liar who sold me a yellow charm before, what are you going to sell me this time?"
"Little brother, the old man doesn't know any old liars." The old man said sternly. "I make friends, I never talk about money, I always talk about fate."
"As long as I don't talk about money, I can still listen to it." Wang Yu's attitude was very resolute, asking for no money, and not giving him his life.
"No money."
The old man walked up to Wang Yu and stretched out his greasy hand and touched Wang Yu's forehead.
"Have you been encountering a lot of strange things lately?"
"Sort of." Wang Yu nodded, "These things will change the trajectory of your life." When the old man had finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Wait a minute."
Wang Yu hurriedly stopped the old man. "That's the end of it?"
"Fate is like that." The old man sighed. "I am a dying man....."
"Say a few more words." The moment Wang Yu opened the wallet, the old man quickly pulled out the only red ticket in the wallet. "Little brother, this is the source of your calamity!"