Chapter 161: Sober
An Xincai didn't believe the nonsense of the two people.
Transferring it on behalf of me, it sounds good, but in fact I want to fill my pocket.
"No, it's too expensive. I don't trust you. Please call someone for me, I'll hand over my things and leave immediately......"
An Xin pretended to communicate with the staff, consuming the patience of the two little by little.
An Xin approached the two staff members, seized the opportunity to get close, and the knife fell on the necks of the two people, knocking the two people unconscious.
At this time, at the opening moment of the real meeting venue, the scene was extremely chaotic.
An Xin put the two staff members who had fainted behind the door and took advantage of the chaos to walk into the pulpit.
The heroine's eyes swept over the crowd and saw Zhang Xiaohua with a straight back in the center of the first row.
There is a reason why Xueba is Xueba.
No matter what you learn, you will sit in the first row.
Zhang Xiaohua's positive appearance made An Xin a little panicked.
Fortunately, he came in time, and fortunately, Zhang Xiaohua's mobile phone fell in the car.
If she didn't pay attention to this, Zhang Xiaohua was afraid that she would be deceived by a liar, and she wouldn't even have any pants left.
An Xin pulled off the staff's coat and put it on her body as a disguise, approaching the first row little by little.
Dr. Jia has not yet come to the stage, and he is sorting out the materials at the workbench next to him.
I didn't notice An Xin who broke into the venue at all.
Zhang Xiaohua's eyes were excellent, and she recognized An Xin in a white coat at a glance.
Zhang Xiaohua's eyes looking at An Xin were full of experience.
An Xin made a gesture to signal Zhang Xiaohua to be quiet.
Zhang Xiaohua nodded obediently.
Zhang Xiaohua clutched her skirt tightly, her palms were full of sweat.
She just wants to know about plastic surgery, how did An Xin come!
She wouldn't know anything, would she?
Do you still need to use a knife in your face?
The knife has become beautiful, not a natural beauty, will An Xin dislike her.
The more Zhang Xiaohua thought about it, the more irritable she became.
His head was lowered, like a quail that had done something wrong, and he sat in his seat with his head shrunk in a daze.
Zhang Xiaohua's position was too conspicuous in the first row, and all the people who came to listen to the lecture were women.
An Xin wanted to get mixed up in the lecture seat, it was too dazzling.
An Xin found an inconspicuous workstation and sat down, picked up the record book, and turned her head to look at Zhang Xiaohua, who was sitting not far away.
Zhang Xiaohua's appearance with her head down is very cute, and she cutes An Xin.
This stupid girl will still have a weak heart when she sees herself, which means that her brain has not been washed away.
Zhang Xiaohua is still saved.
An Xin hid her mobile phone in an inconspicuous corner and secretly recorded evidence of Dr. Jia's fraud.
An Xin was not in a hurry to take Zhang Xiaohua away.
An Xin knew that without Jia Fugui, there would be Zhang Fugui, and countless liar doctors would target Zhang Xiaohua.
If you want to prevent Zhang Xiaohua from being deceived, the best way is to teach her to identify liars. There is also the re-establishment of the correct aesthetic.
Once a woman becomes self-confident, the scammer will not be able to cheat the money.
During the two-hour lecture, An Xin heard that her blood was surging, and every time she listened to a medical research that cost a cost, An Xin would feel angry chest pain.
The male partner's words are too brainwashing.
Every one of his speeches amplified women's anxiety.
The academic research in his mouth is not about knowledge, but about human nature.
He will know for 30 seconds, and the tragic story of women being embolized because of their image will start with 10,000 words.
What pockmarked face Bao Ma was disgusted by her husband and was cold and violent in marriage, she spent money to remove the pockmarks on her face and divorced her husband.
The man who ignored the pockmarked face regretted it.
Refuse to divorce and hand in your salary card.
In order to enter the foreign-funded group, the female college spent 300,000 yuan on plastic surgery, and went to the company that refused her to apply for a job because of her outstanding appearance, and directly became an executive of that mysterious company all the way to the green light, and got an annual salary Baiwangda job.
"Women are ugly, it's hard to work, it's hard to get married, it's hard to love, it's hard to love relatives. Although the appearance is heavenly, my fate is not destined, as long as we dare to fight and dare to pay, those difficulties can be defeated. Are you curious about the pain of using a knife? I can tell you the truth that it hurts, but it doesn't hurt as badly as ugliness. The face hurts for a month, and the second half of the life is beautiful. ”
"Sisters, are you willing to be an ugly woman for the rest of your life? If you don't want to, shout it out! ”
"I don't want to!"
This Doctor Jia can deceive people or has two brushes, and this brainwashing technique is a set.
Zhang Xiaohua came to the lecture with the mentality of understanding medical aesthetics.
She listened to all the medicine she studied, the academic research that liars cratered nonsense.
Listening to the frantic shouts of the people around her, she quickly reacted that this was a medical aesthetic scam.
Zhang Xiaohua sitting on the bench was like sitting on pins and needles.
At the two-hour lectern, Zhang Xiaohua felt like a year.
She was afraid of the end of the lecture and faced An Xin's angry face.
I am also afraid that after the lecture is over, the scammer will find out that he is tired and hurt An Xin.
Fortunately, everything is Zhang Xiaohua's overthinking.
Two hours passed peacefully, and the lecture ended, and Dr. Jia did not come to pester Zhang Xiaohua.
He was surrounded by a group of ugly women who saw Dr. Jia as a lifesaver.
Actively consult Dr. Jia about plastic surgery projects.
This gave Zhang Xiaohua a chance to slip away.
An Xin left the lecture hall with the photographed evidence.
He walked behind Zhang Xiaohua to make sure that no one was following Zhang Xiaohua, and An Xin was relieved.
The process of the two people leaving Yanghai Mansion was smooth, and no one stopped them.
Dr. Jia patiently answered questions for the ugly women, and was busy for half an hour, which can be regarded as appeasing these ugly women who are hungry for eyebrows.
Dr. Jia took a breath of relief and looked at Zhang Xiaohua's seat.
I want to go to Zhang Xiaohua for an in-depth exchange of aesthetic experience.
This glance, look at the past.
Dr. Jia saw empty seats.
He hurriedly called his assistant to ask where Zhang Xiaohua went.
"Where's that beautiful internet celebrity?"
"She's gone."
The little assistant's words made Dr. Jia's blood pressure rise.
"You'll let her go, huh? Didn't stop at all? This is an important customer of our company, if you let her go, you will pay me 10 million? ”
Dr. Jia angrily picked up the document and tapped the assistant's head hard.
The assistant was so hurt that he didn't dare to resist.
"A colleague followed Zhang Xiaohua, so I didn't stop it, I thought he would stop someone, but I didn't expect him to stop it."
"Who followed Zhang Xiaohua with him?"
"Zhang Yubao."
The assistant said a name.
"I see, you useless rice buckets. Lack of success, more than failure. Hurry up and call someone over for me, I'm going to ask him Zhang Xiaohua! ”
The little assistant was busy running to the door, and when he ran to the door to go out, his leg tripped over something.
The assistant got up from the ground and looked at what had tripped him, and the assistant was stunned.
The person who tripped him was the colleague Xiao Zhang he was looking for.
Xiao Zhang spread out on the ground next to another fat colleague.
This posture startled the little assistant, and he hurriedly reached out to probe his nose and breath.
The little assistant didn't think much about it, and raised his hand to slap three times in the past.