After the full-level boss dressed as a petite

Chapter 242 What About Cleanliness?
Until Huo Beiqing got into the elevator and the numbers kept jumping down, Su Xing hadn't recovered from his head-touching killing this time.

After a while, she straightened her hair and went back to the house to close the door.

Huo Beiqing didn't leave right away, his car was parked downstairs.

"Boss, shall we go?" Huo Beiqing didn't say anything, and the driver Lao Wang didn't dare to drive, so Zhou Mai had to ask tentatively.

Huo Beiqing was still looking in the direction of Su Xing, as if he hadn't heard Zhou Mai's words. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Tell me, why am I suddenly obsessed with cleanliness?"

"Ah? Boss, what are you talking about?"

Was he just asking him or talking to himself?Zhou Mai is not sure.

"It's nothing, how did you check which scar removal ointment is good?"

"Already collecting, when the time comes, find a research institute to make a data, pick the most suitable ones and send them to Miss Su."

"Well, let's get this done as soon as possible."

"clear."

"Why don't you drive? What are you doing here?"

Driver Wang: "???"

Zhou Mai: "Let's go now, boss, shall we go to the company or go home?"

"back office."

"okay."

Compared with Lao Wang, Zhou Mai is obviously much calmer, mainly because he is used to it, and he has already understood the saying that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger.

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After Su Xing was discharged from the hospital, he sent a WeChat message to Zhang Yihua to report his safety.

Zhang Yihua had expressed condolences to her a long time ago, because he was in the same ward with Huo Beiqing, and he didn't talk to him too much, he only said that he would tell him when he was discharged from the hospital.

Zhang Yihua replied in seconds.

【Xiao Su, how is your recovery? 】

[Everything is fine, don't worry. 】

[That's good, I have something to tell you, do you remember my friend Liu Rufeng? 】

【Remember. 】

[Didn’t he make an appointment with you for a painting to be auctioned? He called me yesterday and asked about it. I said that you were injured in your hand and was hospitalized. This painting may not be finished. He asked me to ask you. If you are sure, you should tell him. . 】

[I have already drawn it, and I can take it away at any time. 】

[Draw it? 】

【Um. 】

【All right, I'll call him later and see when it's convenient for him. 】

【it is good. 】

Zhang Yihua probably called Liu Rufeng right away, and not long after, he sent a WeChat message to confirm a meeting time with her.

【He said he was free anytime, preferably today or tomorrow, depending on your time. 】

[The main reason is that it is not convenient for me to go out with my hands. Otherwise, you can find someone you trust and come to my house this afternoon to get it? 】

[Okay, then I'll come over, I happen to be free in the afternoon. 】

[Well, thank you for your hard work. 】

【You are injured, I should take care of it. I don't feel at ease for anyone to pick up such an important thing. 】

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Zhang Yihua came to pick up the painting at two o'clock in the afternoon. He also specially put on a hat and mask, wrapped himself up tightly to meet her, and brought her a lot of supplements by the way.

Su Xing smiled: "Uncle Zhang, there's no need for this."

"It's necessary, Qiao Ran said, you are very popular now, and there are many media staring at you."

"Even if someone recognizes your identity, with such a tall building, who would know that you are here to find me?"

"Just in case." Zhang Yihua pointed to the things he brought: "They are all for nourishing qi and blood. Ms. Luo prepared them. You have to eat them!"

"Okay, I will never disappoint Aunt Li's wishes."

"I can't stay with you for too long, what about painting?"

"Here it is." Su Xing has already packed it and put it in the picture scroll bucket.

Zhang Yihua took it: "Okay, I'll take it to Lao Liu first, and he will call you after he has seen it."

(End of this chapter)