not good, immortal

Chapter 29 Qiao Zhenzhen?
Sister Mei anxiously sent WeChat messages to Mrs. Xiao.

【I'm tearing my face apart now, you have to keep your word. 】

Mrs. Xiao was lying on the spa bed, enjoying the Siamese masseur's techniques while listening to the secretary reading to 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 will be fine."

"Oh."

The secretary poked the screen quickly with her fingertips, and sent it word by word.

[Okay, let Zhiyu go here quickly, the banquet hall on the third floor, I'm ready to say hello. 】

Sister Mei sent an address and checked the time by the way.

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

She doesn't have a mobile phone, but if anything happens, she has to tell the driver to turn around and go back.

On the WeChat side, Mrs. Xiao had already sat up, took the phone from the secretary, and glanced at it casually: "Tch, do you need her to remind you?"

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

The little face was white and rosy, moist and smooth.

It doesn't matter if you don't get any extravagant endorsements for the time being, since their family's financial resources are here, why don't they dress up Zhiyu with jewels?

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

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

……

"Hurry up, slow down, drive faster."

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

The driver is going crazy. Is the old witch out of her mind? "Drive faster and slower" is still fluent. What the hell is "drive slower and faster"?

I really want to throw the steering wheel in her face and ask her, do you like to cut into thick slices when cooking in your family?
"Eh, what about people?"

Alpha wandered around for ten minutes, but he didn't see Qiao Zhenzhen.

Can she still fly?
"Sister Mei, do you think these are sister Zhenzhen's shoes?" The little assistant noticed something strange on the road, "Is she in the car that just passed?"

The two slippers were innocent, abandoned on the road.The main reason is that I really can't pick it off.

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

Apart from going to Director Chen's film and television base, there is nothing else around this road. It is equivalent to a dead end road with very few cars.

Before reaching the city, there was only one car passing by, Sister Mei recalled.

She is very familiar with the color and number of that car. The owner of the car is Mr. Xiao Qi, who is called Mr. Dad in the circle.

This belongs to Qi An's dark history. In the early years, he liked to spend money to promote Internet celebrities, and was jokingly called the godfather of many celebrities.

Over the years, although he has restrained himself, that sentence has always been confirmed.

Dad is no longer in the arena, and there are still legends about him in the arena.

And it was said that Xiao Qi was always taken in by a famous actress, so he settled down.

And this actress is still Qiao Zhenzhen's deadly enemy, the kind who had a fight on the set.

Mr. Qi was kind enough to take her with him, how could it be possible?

The ringing of the phone 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 voice from the other side filled the entire carriage.

"Liu Yumei, where are you?! Get out of here immediately."

……

Xinhai International Airport VIP Building.

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

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

"Wow, Cayenne Turbo GT 4.0T, the wheels, the headlights, and the carbon fiber package are four million dollars smaller, so handsome! I want my dad to buy one for me too!"

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

The girl next to the boy said lightly, "It's so ugly."

Qi An's smile froze on his face.

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't care. She didn't understand the car at all since she didn't study cars.

She jumped out of the car briskly, and smiled at Qi An, "Thank you, you can go back quickly." She covered her face and rushed into the VIP building.

"Wait!" Qi An shouted behind her.

"Do you have money?"

"Uh... no."

"Where's your phone?"

"Did not bring."

"Then you didn't even buy a plane ticket, did you?"

"Ah, what a coincidence...you hit the spot."

Qiao Zhenzhen patted her head, she was so anxious to meet Fenghe, she didn't care about anything else.

Buying air tickets has always been the job of the assistant.

This laoshizi star has been a star for a long time, how did she turn herself into a waste who stretches out her clothes to eat and opens her mouth? She said with a wry smile:

"I didn't even bring my ID card."

Fortunately, there are convenient police stations at the airport, and temporary ID cards can be processed quickly.

Qiao Zhenzhen was sitting in the co-pilot, using the new mobile phone that Qi An took out out of nowhere to check the ticket.

Xinhai to Xishu is a popular flight route, and it is the peak tourist season now. If you want to buy a ticket on the same day, let alone first-class business class, you don’t even have an economy class.

I can only see if there is any kind-hearted person who temporarily refunds the ticket.

It was Qi An, who told her not to worry and ran away without a trace.

How could she not be worried.

Today is different from the past, and now all the monsters have to hold a certificate to work.

Fenghe is an unregistered big monster wandering around in this world. If God Lu Gui finds out, can't God punish him?
Thinking of my good sister being struck by lightning or something... how can it be! ?
"Okay, okay, your plane has something to do."

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

He opened the car and got in the car: "Take off in an hour."

"Huh? My plane?"

"Did I get the ticket?" Qiao Zhenzhen looked at the ticket-grabbing software with dismal results, and then at Qi An who didn't sweat a single drop, and said to herself that even the cultivation base of the land is higher than me now?

"Uh, I found a reliable god to expedite your application for a flight route." Qi An explained.

"Which god cares about this?"

Qiao Zhenzhen felt that Tianting was simply advancing with the times.

"God of Wealth."

Qi An spoke concisely.

……

Although it's not that she has guest-starred as a chaebol's daughter in a film and television drama, Qiao Zhenzhen was still a little dazed when she saw the Gulfstream G700 in front of her.

"This thing, yours?"

Can the father-in-law of the land be so rich?
"Yeah, it's not long."

Don't you think it will be more convenient to travel after you become popular?

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

"Uh……"

The flight attendants and pilots are watching.

Qi An thought for a while, stretched out a finger, and drew a circle in the air: "That's right, sometimes, like you, you still need to travel."

That's right, the sky is so strict now, and you can't fly casually.

It turned out to be rubbish on the car of the gods, disrespect and disrespect.

Qiao Zhenzhen followed suit and bowed to the air.

Qi An was speechless, let's go.

……

After bidding farewell to Qi An, Qiao Zhenzhen happily got on the plane.

The stewardess happily and professionally brought the fruit plate and champagne, and squatted beside her to inform the flight precautions.

But she was in no mood to listen.

After thinking about it, it's better to call Feng He while there is still a while before take-off.

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

"Hi, hello, is the psychiatric department of the Fourth People's Hospital of Xishu City?" Qiao Zhenzhen spoke directly before the call was connected.

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

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

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

"Do you have a patient named Feng He?"

"Fenghe?" The nurse flipped through the list, "No."

"Uh... Are there any patients sent by the Happy Police Station? A cute little girl who looks less than twenty years old." Qiao Zhenzhen described it.

"Oh, her! Wait a minute."

The nurse experienced the scene of changing shifts, and she was so impressed. She poked her head out and shouted, "Forty-seven beds! Forty-seven beds!"

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

I didn't see it in the corridor, but someone from the cafeteria pushed a dining car over to deliver meals.

The nurse hesitated and said, "May I ask who you are, or I'll ask her to call you back later, we are going to deliver meals here now."

"I'm Qiao Zhenzhen."

Hearing Feng He's news, she was in a good mood, as long as she was around, "Forget it, no need to call back, I'll be over later."

"Okay, see you later."

"See you later."

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

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

Wait... Qiao Zhenzhen?Isn't that Qiao Zhenzhen?
What a mess, did I get it wrong?
The nurse looked at her pen, full of doubts.

But since they said there was no need to go back, she didn't bother to worry about 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 black Egyptian cat jumped onto the counter of the nurse's station with a small cloth bundle in its mouth.

(End of this chapter)