Naked

Chapter 59 Do You Think This Vitiligo Is So Good?

Vitiligo.These are the three words that Tang Qianbei has been pressing down on her throat, otherwise, Grandma Tong would not have mentioned it, and she yelled like an explosion: "Nonsense! Nonsense."

"Go to the hospital." Tong Zheng made a decisive decision.

But Tang Qianbei held back: "No, no, no, I won't go."

"You still say that I'm not like my real father? I can't go to the hospital if I'm sick, Tang Qianbei, are you her real mother?" Tong Zheng was not without being confused. His love for Tong Jiatang was no less than Tang Qianbei's.

"You are the only one who is sick! Tong Zheng, please be safe and don't be impatient. You think this vitiligo is so good? I have never known anyone with vitiligo since I was a child. The chance of winning is even smaller than winning the lottery. Ever played the lottery? No?"

"Where did you go? Vitiligo is not the best. Let's go to the hospital to rule out this possibility."

"Then what if, what if it can't be ruled out?"

Tong Zheng hugged Tong Jiatang: "Then treat it, it will be cured."

Tang Qianbei snatched Tong Jiatang back again: "I won't go if I don't want to go, the mother has the final say on the child's affairs!"

Tong Zheng pulled Tang Qianbei back: "You mother, you have to learn to face it first!"

"Why didn't I face it? But it's obviously not vitiligo. It's not a joke when you get to the hospital? Tong Zheng, you're making a fool of yourself. God knows it, you know it, I know it, don't you just want a quick fix? Is it? An inch of your time is worth an inch of gold, you walk around, you go about your work." Tang Qianbei watched his nose, his nose watched his heart, because oil and salt did not enter.

Tong Zheng galloped all the way and returned Tong Hua.

He didn't mean to be angry with Tang Qianbei, but he really made an appointment with Tong Hua's first god, Boss Wei, today.Whenever there is a disturbance in the child, the mother has the right to mess around, so that he, the father, has to be at the helm.It is good if the child is out of danger, but if it is really in danger... the money he wants to earn must be firmly earned.

Boss Wei arrived one step ahead of Tong Zheng. Accompanied by Ah Qing and Jason, he said nothing to the design drawing on the TV wall.

Tong Zheng put down the car keys, received a "bad" look from A Qing, and raised his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows.

Jason couldn't wait: "Boss Wei, speak freely, speak freely, haha."

Boss Wei stretched out three fingers: "Three points. One, not grand enough, two, not grand enough, and third, still not grand enough."

Tong Zheng came up: "I still have to ask you to clarify, what is style?"

Boss Wei talked eloquently: "The main color must be golden, with large pieces of carvings, such as ceilings, pillars, and wall enclosures. There must be carvings. There are also mirrors, don't they have the kind of mirrors that cover the entire wall? Is it? According to the photos here and there, you can give me [-] square meters to make it as big as six acres of land."

Both Tong Zheng and A Qing were stunned, and Jason had no choice but to stand up: "Gao, Boss Wei, your taste is really good haha."

Tong Zheng took the remote control and shut the TV wall with a snap: "I'm sorry, your taste, you'd better..."

But in the next second, Ah Qing covered Tong Zheng's mouth: "Please let us do it all over again! We will do it all over again and tailor it for you."

Ah Qing and Tong Zheng almost wrestled aside: "Brother Tong, Brother Tong! Hold on."

Tong Zheng was furious: "He didn't insult my design, he insulted my IQ, how do you tell me to hold back?"

"Yes, yes, but what are we doing? Design? No! We are more of a service industry, and the purpose of the service industry is to serve God!"

"Okay, I'll consider him God, and I won't serve him anymore, okay?"

"No!" Ah Qing clasped his hands together, "Brother Tong, this is our first and only transaction. Although there is still some scum in my rice tank, I won't starve to death for a while, but what I want is a well-off life." Ah. Let me ask you again, what do you want? Get ahead? If you don’t serve God, how can you get ahead? You’ve spent all your money here, handing in nothing every day, and you still have the face to see Tang Qianbei and your daughter. Do you have the face to see your mother-in-law and your mother? What happened just now that brought you here? No matter what it is, doesn't it all have to be linked to money in the end? "

Tong Zheng broke away from Ah Qing and straightened his collar.Recently, Tang Qianbei applied for a card and went to lose weight, and he has not moved his muscles and bones for a few days, so that he is dying after only two wrestlings?What Ah Qing said was on the bright side, but what was on the bright side was unknown, and his real money was his mother's. He begged his grandpa to tell his grandma about the radio station, but there has been no news so far. And his daughter, Tong Jiatang, also suffers from vitiligo...

Tong Zheng smiled, his smile was worse than crying: "I'll change it, can't I change it?"

On the side, Jason was socializing with Boss Wei: "Hey, if you don't have this temper, you really can't eat art, don't you think Boss Wei?"

Boss Wei showed a sullen look on his face: "Hmph, if I didn't look at Yuan..."

Boss Wei braked the brakes, but Tong Zheng was not deaf: "What are you looking at?"

"What, what! Do your job well, and don't forget to be dignified!" Boss Wei walked away.

Tong Zheng wanted to catch up, but he was held back by A Qing, otherwise, he would grab Boss Wei's collar and ask again, and he would have heard the name of "Yuan Dakun", Yuan Dakun who never forgets his Tang Qianbei.

(End of this chapter)