Mountain Little Divine Doctor

Fang Qi smiled: "I'm not kidding. Now I'm the shareholder of jishantang pharmacy. Several of them are ill and difficult to heal, and the effect is very fast. So I came to see you today to see if it worked. "

Ma Weidong said: "the hospital has been sentenced to death. You still have this ability. I'm really convinced."

Cheng Qian is faster than pony shoes. "Brother, don't you make a lot of money?" A smile appeared on his face, "I recognize a brother of God of medicine and a brother of God of wealth!"

Fang Qi couldn't laugh or cry. "Don't come with me. You two are changing now. I don't want to chill your heart. You asked me to recognize my brother. Don't take advantage of the fire. I'm poor now."

Cheng Qian puffed: "I'm kidding you. You really can't stand teasing. We are very grateful for your help. We really don't want to rob you or anything. Don't worry, we won't be such a heartless person. "

Fang Qi looked at the corridor: "Liangyu hasn't come yet?"

Ma Weidong picked up the rag and continued to wipe the table. "Well, this boy is a master who likes to play. Now he's throwing the Internet cafe to both of us."

This is beyond Fang Qi's expectation. He said that Gao Liangyu's dog day is also burning more money. Doesn't he know that Ma Weidong's hands and feet are not clean?

Ma Weidong Datong also saw Fang Qi's meaning and said, "don't worry, brother, I'm sure I'll change my problem. Besides, there's a tiger tied to the cash cabinet."

Cheng Qian immediately swung a rag and smoked him, "stop, who do you say is a tiger!"

They were fighting and making trouble inside, which added a few festivities to the wild mandarin ducks. People said that it was wronged to quarrel and fight.

"Well, you two work hard. I'll go. There's something else over there." Leaving, the two rode on an oil donkey to the technical school. For a moment, the school saw that the school gate was being renovated and the teaching building was simply renovated.

Classrooms need to be punched and painted. Ge Zhaozhao said that the train has started over there, but I don't know if it can be here in time.

When I entered the warehouse, I saw Uncle Qian stacking goods. I opened the door and shouted, "Uncle Qian."

The old man jumped down from the ladder: "Mr. Fang, oh, thank you so much. The medicine works. It doesn't hurt as much as before."

Fang Qi looked at his face and nodded: "Sir, you continue to use the money. When it's ready, I'll tell you ha, don't worry about the medicine money. Our company will certainly not let you go."

Uncle Qian's eyes were red. He turned his back to wipe his face. He turned back and smiled embarrassedly: "look at me. I want to cry when I say I'm so old."

Fang Qi patted him on the elbow. "Take it easy. Don't do the work you can't do. President Ge let you come here because the work here is easier."

"You and Mr. Ge are good people. I will remember them all my life." Uncle Qian sniffed and waved goodbye to Fang Qi.

When we rode out of the campus, Fang Qi stopped under the tree and took out a cigarette to smoke. If Cheng Qian saved her young life, uncle Qian has experienced the vicissitudes of the world and knows the changes of life. Maybe he will be so moved only at this age.

Seeing that it was still early, I called Wang Hongqi and rode straight to Huajia lane. As usual, I picked up two boxes of good wine in the supermarket. The old dirty ghost's good wine didn't let him satisfy his greed and couldn't take out his words. When I rang the doorbell, it was still the aunt who opened the door.

After entering the tomb like Xiaoqing brick house, the old man was falling on the cane chair to listen to Beijing opera. This time he was not installing 13. He just got up and turned off the rap machine, but he could choke people as soon as he spoke: "it's not a good thing for a kid to come to the door early in the morning."

Fang Qi almost shouted rude words: "what's wrong with the kid seeing the old ghost? You see, your three rooms look like old graves. "

If Wang Hongqi fights with Fang Qi, he will be half weight and half weight. At present, he is very angry, but he has self-restraint. Once he is angry, he will be fine.

Seeing him carrying two boxes of wine, "you want me to drink again? Sir, I don't drink in the morning. "

Fang Qi smiled, "don't pretend to be an uncle with me. Let me ask you, what happened last night?"

Wang Hongqi deliberately pretended not to understand and touched his bald head: "what happened last night? There was an earthquake?"

"It's no different from an earthquake. I'm still muddled up to now. How did I make such a big move?"

Wang Hongqi directly installed it with him, "what and what? Make it clear, what happened? "

As soon as he saw that the dirty ghost pretended that nothing had happened, Fang Qi knew he shouldn't ask, and it was useless to ask. At that time, he said in a sigh: "I know you are well informed. There's nothing you don't know. Just don't tell me. Don't mix me in. Immortals fight and do our people's shit. They fight as they like. We don't care. "

Wang Hongqi took a small teapot from the tea table and gulped it into his mouth: "then you're still blind to inquire about what happened, what didn't happen, it has nothing to do with us, and you can't be bothered by such a thing."

Fang Qixin said that he was really an old dirty ghost. The door was clear and his mouth was tighter than anyone else.

"Yes, let's talk about our business. Your 10% shares are divided from my shares. I make money and you make money. When the equity subscription is completed, I will give you the equity book, and you will receive the bonus at that time. Let's make a dirty remark first. This is your dry stock. You have no right to transfer it privately or realize it. Is that it? "

Wang Hongqi laughed: "I said it's no good for a kid to come to the door. It turned out that he talked to me about this. Cheng, I didn't care."

Fang Qi is alert. The old guy is not bad for money. What does he mean by helping me like this? Was he ordered?

"OK, if you pretend to be uncle Sheng, I'll call you uncle Sheng. Don't look at what you say, people die for wealth and birds die for food. You don't care about this little money. Is there someone behind you playing a bigger chess game?"

Wang Hongqi took out the peony smoke, choked off the filter and held it in his mouth. "Young children, there has never been anything without reason in the world. If you think you can control your destiny like Zhou ran, you are wrong."

Fang Qishu had a shivering feeling. Zhou ran was murdered. It was absolutely related to Wang Hongqi. Since it didn't matter, he was also an insider. It's no wonder that Zhou ran can lower his high head and ask him for cooperation and shares.

On such a thought, how powerful should the behind the scenes manipulator be to play with Zhou ran? When you think about what happened last night, it seems that there is some internal connection, and it seems that there is no connection. But the more I think about it, the more I feel the horror of cold bone marrow.

"Uncle Wang, you promised me to give you shares last time. You can say who wants to play Ganoderma lucidum now."