Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

"It's the company's business." Xia Feng said today's business, but didn't say Kong Fuzhi's analysis. Instead, he asked Yu Miaojing: "sister Yu, who are you calling me? Is it Xue Yue?"

Yu Miaojing said, "it's basically impossible."

"Why?" Xia Feng was actually a little unconvinced by the analysis of Kong Fu Zhi, but Yu Miao Jing said so, which surprised him.

"Because it's too obvious." Yu Miaojing analyzed: "if I were Xue Yue, I wouldn't make this call so clearly. Is there a knife to gun to gun confrontation with you? In case you encounter a rude person, go straight to her and slap her twice? It's not in line with their style of dealing with white-collar elites."

"Yes, yes," she said, which convinced Xia Feng. Yes, if you meet a rough man like him and have a grudge for not staying overnight, what should you do if you directly find the door-to-door hard fan? This kind of high-level white-collar workers play with their brains and scheming. Their fists are all slag and can only play Yin.

"Wu Xin is possible, but the possibility is also very low." Yu Miaojing took a cigarette, lit it, took a sip by himself and let Xia Feng take a sip.

"Why?" Xia Feng asked.

Yu Miaojing said, "because the caller reported the name of the Secretariat. Didn't you say that there are only two secretaries in the Secretariat? And Wu Xin is responsible for daily affairs. She is too obvious."

Xia Feng asked, "guess who it is?"

"I don't know." Yu Miaojing shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "and this person called you. The goal may not be you, Xue Yue, or Wu Xin."

She actually gave the same analysis as Kong Fuzhi. Sure enough, they are all powerful people.

"Wu Xin?" Xia Feng was curious.

"Well." Yu Miaojing nodded: "the Secretary of the general manager, many people are jealous. Maybe someone secretly stares at Wu Xin's seat, and then takes this opportunity to deceive you. If you get angry and find the Secretariat and conflict with Wu Xin, or your general manager blames the Secretariat, Wu Xin may have an innocent disaster, and the people in the dark may get a chance."

"I'll go." Xia Feng sighed: "it's thunder everywhere, and I don't know who made it."

"This society is like this." Yu Miaojing smiled and looked at Xia Feng with a charming face: "but you are capable, and the minefield can't stop you. Just go over directly."

This makes Xia Feng feel comfortable. One of his favorite things about Yu Miaoyuan is that this woman is particularly pleasing.

Joy is joy, but he shook his head and said, "no, I can't go directly. I found that this kind of office struggle often refers to fighting from east to west. Maybe the goal is not me. If I go hard, I may be right in the plan of the evil thief."

"That's also true." Yu Miaojing nodded and asked, "don't you have the phone number of the senior management of your company?"

"Yes?" Xia Feng cried, "but I pasted it on the wall. I didn't remember it. I didn't expect it to be like this, so I heard it was the phone of the Secretariat and did it. In the past, there were more than a dozen calls a day in the logistics department. There had never been such a strange thing."

"The logistics department drives a car, which can't be compared. It's the bottom floor. You can't bury a mine and blow up a few small fish. You're a high-rise now. If you really want to ring a mine, you can blow up a lot of people."

Yu Miaojing giggled and touched Xia Feng's face: "you're quite powerful. You've been at the top in just a few months."

Xia Feng was proud and said, "do you know my power now?"

Yu Miaoyuan chuckled: "I knew brother Feng was powerful, but if you don't come for a while, you might forget."

"Then I'll give you a deep memory." Xia Feng turned over and pressed her again.

The next day, Xia Feng got up early, ran and punched. It was almost seven o'clock. He took a bath and was ready to go downstairs for breakfast. In front of the mirror, he reminded himself: "be careful when you answer the phone in the future."

Just then, the phone rang. Xia Feng looked unfamiliar and connected first. A male voice sounded over there: "Xia Feng? Come to yesterday's community."

It was Tucker's voice, but Xia Feng was a little confused and said, "are you... General manager?"

"It's me." Tucker replied, "come here quickly."

Tucker's voice was eager, but it aroused Xia Feng's suspicion.

"Why did Tucker come to me so early? Fake? It's wrong to pit Lao Tze again. His voice is very similar?" Xia Feng was surprised and uncertain, but on second thought, he had a way. He said in French: "general manager, what's the matter? If it's not urgent, go to the company and talk about it."

"It's not about the company." he used French, and tucker used French: "someone on my side was injured. Kong Fuzhi said you could do witchcraft, so I want you to come and have a look."

Xia Feng no longer doubted, and immediately promised: "OK, I'll come right away."

After driving, he went straight to Nancheng district and went to Jinxiu community. He went up and knocked on the door. It was Tucker who opened the door.

Tucker was dressed in pajamas, but somehow he put on his coat. His face was a little anxious and a little haggard. Xia Feng thought he was hurt, but it wasn't him. He hurriedly asked, "general manager, who was hurt?"

"It's my girlfriend." Tucker said, "she hurt her waist. It hurt last night. I gave her a massage and hot compress. It didn't work. I said I wanted to go to the hospital, but I heard Kong Fuzhi said that you would have a magical witchcraft, so I came to see you."

Tucker said, leading the way.

Tucker's house is a thermocline structure with two floors.

Go upstairs and enter a room with a strong aroma. Yesterday, the woman lay on the bed and wore Pink Satin Pajamas. When Xia Feng came in, she showed a smiling face, but her face was painful.

Tucker said, "this is my girlfriend Tonya."

He also introduced to Tang ya: "this is Xia Feng, director of the comprehensive liaison office. Kong Fuzhi said he would do magic magic."

Tucker's Chinese is good, but he knows a little about Chinese culture after all, but Tang Ya is an authentic Chinese and grew up in the city. He doesn't believe in witchcraft. At this time, he looked at Xia Feng and said, "director Xia, can you massage? My waist twisted."

Xia Feng only took a cursory look yesterday. At the moment, she looked carefully. Although Tang Ya was still charming, she should be at least 40. She cried in her heart: "I didn't expect tucker to like medium cooked, but it's good. Tang Ya also needs to be a beautiful woman, especially the meat. Tut tut." she thought in her heart and said in her mouth, "I'll be a little bit. How did you hurt you?"

Tucker said: "last night, when I was with the ya'er, I was in a special position, so I hurt my waist."