About ten minutes later, seeing that there were no customers in the pharmacy, Joe finally gathered up the courage to go in.

At the pharmacy counter, an old aunt politely asked, "what medicine do you want to buy, little girl?"

Joe looked down at night. His eyes were vague and evasive. He held the one hundred yuan tightly in his hand: "excuse me, do you have any medicine... After that?"

The old aunt was a little surprised, obviously understood, and then took out two different boxes from the glass counter, and explained: "this is taken 72 hours after the event, this is a daily long-term use, which one do you want?"

After taking a deep breath, Joe raised his face and said, "I want it all."

Smell speech, the old aunt complexion instant stiff, seems to be in front of the little girl to frighten.

All of them?

It's amazing!

Although young people are open-minded nowadays, isn't it nonsense?

"How old are you, little girl? This medicine is not good. Take it casually. If you take it too much, it will have great side effects. It will do great harm to your health in the future. "

Slow down, the old aunt continued to say: "you listen to my aunt, buy 72 hours of emergency food. Buy another box of this for your little boy friend, and remember to remind him to use it next time, or you will suffer in the future. "

Without waiting for Joe to speak, the old aunt said, "little girl, a total of 48 yuan."

"..." Joe paid late and quickly put a box of medicine and a box of condom into his backpack.

……

HengYao group headquarters, top floor president's office.

Lu Zhanshen sat on the leather chair, put down the half of the document, tapped his fingertips on the desk, raised his eyes to his secretary, and his eyes were filled with surprise: "substitute examination?"

Secretary Zheng Xiang nodded awkwardly: "yes, Mr. Lu. From the beginning of her freshman year, Miss Qiao had asked someone to take the exam for her in private, three times in all. At that time, because of Mr. Qiao's relationship, no one in the school dared to talk too much, but soon after Mr. Qiao died, some students went to the headmaster's office to report by real name. In addition, after the incident, Miss Qiao slapped the dean of the Department in front of many students... "

"You said... It's bold. If you can't pass the exam, you'll cheat secretly. But it's fair to ask someone to give her the exam. It's..."

Suddenly, Lu Zhanshen's face was as black as an iron pot, and the corners of his mouth began to smoke.

That woman, stupid into this virtue?

"Mr. Lu, do you think we should arrange another university for Miss Qiao, or not?" Zheng Xiang does not understand the situation, how can the president take a fancy to such a girl?

Miss Qiao's grades in various subjects are just unbearable when she grew up, which is quite embarrassing!

How can you be admitted to Jiangcheng University, which ranks third in China? Needless to say, at the beginning, Mr. Joe was bound to do something.

Today's Qiao family is no longer what it used to be, especially after the death of Mr. Qiao, the internal situation of the group is even more precarious.

Besides, it's true that Joe is the gold of the Qiao group. But no one outside knows that when master Qiao was alive, he obviously preferred his stepdaughter, Fang Xiaoxi, who was not related by blood.

As a result, in master Qiao's will, almost all of his shares were given to Fang Xiaoxi and his mother and daughter.

Lu Zhanshen's face was gloomy and his brow was locked: "clean up her files. You can go to Jiangcheng University in person."

Zheng Xiang pushed the black frame glasses. Hearing this, he naturally understood the meaning of the president, so he tentatively asked: "Mr. Lu, you and miss Qiao wanwan..."

She's really pretty and watery, but she's only 19 years old. Strictly speaking, she's still a child. Tut Tut, how can the president have the heart to speak?

Lu Zhan's deep eyes were dark: "Zheng Xiang, take care of your mouth."

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