The two fat men snarled and shouted, immediately attracting the eyes of all the diners in the barbecue wooden house, and everyone stared at the two of them in surprise.

Seeing this, the boss immediately walked up again, "Two gentlemen, what's going on?"

"What's going on? I'm about to ask you, there are bugs in your store, how can you get hygiene?" The fat man, who was bald, shouted and accused the store owner angrily.

"There are insects? It's impossible. I use insecticide twice every day in my store. Not to mention insects, there is not even a fly..."

"Oh my god, I said no, I bit it again..."

"My grass, what's the thing...ah, it hurts so much..."

Suddenly, the two fat men covered their crotch and started shouting again, and ran towards the bathroom in a panic.

Seeing this, the diners couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"These two mixed balls..." Wang Xiaoqiang also smiled. The hygiene of the wooden house barbecue was pretty good. There were no bugs. It was just that Wang Xiaoqiang led to their spiritual energy and teased them.

The two fat men went to the bathroom to take off their pants and underwear, and carefully examined them carefully. Even the clump of black hair was pulled open and checked. As a result, nothing was found. The little brother was not bitten. He couldn't help but wonder. Although there was nothing, the two of them had lost face. At this time, they were naturally embarrassed to return to their seats for barbecue, so they walked away from the back door of the store in shame.

Seeing the two fat men slipping away in a funny and embarrassing manner, Zhang Tianyu and Xia Mi also laughed. When Xia Mi was following the two fat men, she forgot that she was still sitting on Wang Xiaoqiang's lap.

Xia Mi didn't react, and Wang Xiaoqiang would not remind her, because of the plump and soft two petals. She sat on her legs and felt quite good.

When Xia Mi realized, her pretty face turned slightly red and quickly moved her butt away and sat in the position of one of the fat men.

I felt that the two petals of the plump petals suddenly moved away, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Wang Xiaoqiang thought to himself, no wonder those big bosses like to let the little secret sit on his thighs, it turns out that it's like this!

When Wang Xiaoqiang recalled the taste just now, Xia Mi had already started ordering barbecue.

Zhang Tianyu looked at Wang Xiaoqiang intentionally or unintentionally, and thought this boss was very unusual.

After having barbecue, it was completely dark. Wang Xiaoqiang sent his two employees back to Xiami's apartment and drove to Zhong Ping.

During the day, I promised Zhong Ping to go back to her to sleep, but I couldn't speak without trust. I let this "sister" look down on me.

But after arriving at Zhong Ping's villa, I found that something was wrong. There were only nannies in the villa, and Zhong Ping and Qing Li were not there. I asked the nanny, and the nanny said, "Mr. Zhong went out to do business..."

Seeing that the nanny looked wrong, Wang Xiaoqiang asked again, "Where did you do the business?"

"This, I, I don't know..." The nanny said uncontrollably.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked around the object and found that the place at home had great changes, as if there were signs of movement. He asked the nanny, "Auntie, is something happening at home?"

"Mr. Zhong doesn't let him say... She just told me to prepare dinner for you..." The nanny looked so secretive.

"Uh, then I'll call Sister Ping..." Wang Xiaoqiang took out his cell phone and wanted to call.

The nanny said, "Mr. Wang, actually. In fact, something big happened at home today..."

Wang Xiaoqiang stopped and asked, "Tell me what happened..."

"That's it. During the lunch break, my family was stolen..."

"It's all my fault. It was Sister Ping that was not here, and the old man was in poor health. Sister Ping went to the hospital to see him. I was taking a lunch break at home alone. Who knew that the thief took advantage of the loophole, crossed the window and stole a snuff bottle that Sister Ping bought for the old man. The snuff bottle was sold at the auction, worth several million, and many gold and silver jewelry from Sister Ping, which combined for about 20 million..."

"What about Sister Ping..." Wang Xiaoqiang felt a slump in his heart when asked. Although Zhong Ping was rich, theft was only 20 million, not a small amount. It was hard to guarantee that he would not be sad, so he asked.

"Mr. Zhong went to the hospital. Today is the old man's birthday. Mr. Zhong is going to celebrate the old man's birthday in the hospital. The snuff bottle is a gift for the old man..." The nanny couldn't continue and fell into deep self-blame, regretting that he shouldn't sleep at noon today.

"Well, I understand. You don't have to prepare dinner for me. I've eaten it. Also, tell me which hospital Mr. Zhong is staying in..."

"Mr. Zhong, she won't let me say..." the nanny hesitated.

Wang Xiaoqiang was also moved when he heard this. Sister Ping was afraid that I would worry, so she didn't tell me about this. However, such a big thing happened at home, and the old man was in the hospital again. I said to the nanny seriously, "She doesn't let you say it, so she won't say it? Tell me quickly, don't delay the big things..."

Wang Xiaoqiang has always been very easy-going here. Suddenly, when he became so serious, the nanny was also scared and had to say, "Yes, it's in the First People's Hospital...VIP3-3 Ward on the third floor of the Inpatient Department."

"Okay, I understand," Wang Xiaoqiang said slowly. After that, Wang Xiaoqiang drove to Jiangcheng First People's Hospital. At the entrance of the hospital, Wang Xiaoqiang bought a Guolan, then entered the hospital, and parked the car in the parking lot of the inpatient building.

Carrying Guolan, he headed towards the 3-3vip ward on the third floor.

3-3vip ward.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely buy the same snuff bottle for you..." Zhong Ping persuaded me earnestly in front of Mr. Zhong's bed.

Mr. Zhong has a wide range of hobbies throughout his life, and loves to raise orchids and collect them. A few days ago, he fell in love with a snuff bottle, so he kept talking all day long that he wanted to buy one. But if he collected it, of course he had to buy a good one. Unfortunately, good items were hard to find. In order to make my father happy, Zhong Ping often went to auctions for luck during this period. He finally bought a "glass-tied enamel and flower snuff bottle" from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. The body was made of high-quality glass, either like mutton fat white jade or like egg white, fine and clear, with a bright, clear and handsome artistic style, which was very good.

It’s a pity that this snuff bottle was stolen by the thief today. The stolen ones also require the gold and silver jewelry accumulated by Zhong Ping over the years, which is worth less than 20 million yuan. Money is something outside of the body, let alone a rich man like Zhong Ping. So he doesn’t care about it. It’s just that Zhong Ping has told the old man in advance that he had just taken the snuff bottle, saying that he would give it to him on his birthday. Unfortunately, on the day of the old man’s birthday, the snuff bottle was in the hands of the thief.

What should she do?

Mr. Zhong is a stubborn person, especially as he has become more and more stubborn over the years. Seeing that his daughter failed to fulfill his promise on his birthday, he lost his temper. He had a heart disease and could not withstand the anger. After anger, his heart couldn't stand it. He had just been rescued, but he was still angry...

It’s not right for Zhong Ping to leave, it’s not right for not leaving, it’s not right for not persuasion, it’s not right for persuasion. I want to wipe my tears by giving this strong woman a rare opportunity.

"..." The old man looked straight at the ceiling of the ward with his eyes, his cheeks bulging like frogs. He didn't say a word after his daughter persuaded him. It seemed that if his daughter didn't give him the snuff bottle tonight, he would ignore her. He wouldn't eat, let alone sleep...

While persuading the old man, Zhong Ping was also constantly calling the police station to inquire about the progress of the theft case. She also told her that if the thief was caught, she would find the snuff bottle and should be sent to the hospital in time.

Today, the three Champs-Elysees were stolen, worth hundreds of millions of yuan. Faced with such a major case, police forces in the city were out of the hole, and experts from other places were transferred to solve the case within 24 hours.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang walked into the ward.

"Hey, Xiaoqiang, why are you here?" Zhong Ping stood up unexpectedly.

"I'll take a look..." Wang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly, and then he was about to walk up to greet the old man, but unexpectedly, Zhong Ping waved his hand and signaled him not to go over.

Wang Xiaoqiang was a little surprised.

Zhong Ping winked at Wang Xiaoqiang again and signaled him to speak.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked out of the ward with Zhong Ping, and Zhong Ping told Wang Xiaoqiang about the old man’s anger.

Wang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized when he heard this, but said, "Sister Ping, there was such a big thing at home, you didn't tell me, and even asked the nanny to hide it from me. You said that I didn't treat you as my sister, did you clearly not treat me as your brother..."

When Zhong Ping heard this, she felt warm and tears came out. When she looked around, she saw that there was no one in the aisle, sobbed her head on Wang Xiaoqiang's shoulder and started sobbing.

Wang Xiaoqiang was at a loss for a moment, but he didn't expect that this strong woman had such a fragile side. In amazement, he couldn't help but pat her shoulders and comfort her.

"Sister Ping, I have an idea," Wang Xiaoqiang lowered his voice and said to Zhong Ping's beautiful temples. "The antique market has not been proof yet. I will go and buy a snuff bottle for the old man..."

"No, the old man has a unique vision. Things in the antique market are not at all eyed by him. You will go there in vain," Zhong Ping raised her face from Wang Xiaoqiang's shoulder and shook her head at Wang Xiaoqiang. At this moment, Zhong Ping was like a fragile little girl, with pitifulness and dependence on her face. Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but hold her face "Sister Ping, what's the disease of the old man?"

At this time, Wang Xiaoqiang felt that Zhong Ping, who was nearly forty years old, had smooth and tight skin on her face, without any wrinkles, and was no different from the girl's face. This feeling surprised him very much. At the same time, he was also proud of Zhong Ping. This woman actually avoided the carving of time and had the ability to keep her face alive!

After being held by Wang Xiaoqiang like this, Zhong Ping seemed to have found support in her heart, and she couldn't help but bury her head in Wang Xiaoqiang's arms. "The old man is full of illness, brain atrophy, heart disease, hypertension, diabetes..."

Zhong Ping listed a lot of diseases and sighed helplessly. Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Sister Ping, why don't I use qigong to treat the old man..."

Zhong Ping was shocked when she heard this. Of course, she didn't expect that Wang Xiaoqiang would treat the master, so she didn't speak. First, because she was afraid of trouble with Wang Xiaoqiang, and secondly, she saw that his father was sick and had serious illnesses and lifelong illnesses. She felt that Wang Xiaoqiang's qigong might not be effective. Now she saw Wang Xiaoqiang speaking, she was obviously sure. Otherwise, with Wang Xiaoqiang's personality, he would not speak easily. So she raised her face from Wang Xiaoqiang's arms, "Xiaoqiang, that sister really wants to thank you..."

"Sister Ping, you forgot what you said. We brothers and sisters can't talk about the word "Xie"," Wang Xiaoqiang said seriously.

"Well, good brother," Zhong Ping couldn't help but kiss Wang Xiaoqiang on the face.

Wang Xiaoqiang was stunned for a moment.

"Sorry, Xiaoqiang, sister, sister is so excited..." Zhong Ping saw that Wang Xiaoqiang could not react a little, and felt that his behavior had become a little too much, and was also embarrassed at this time.

"What's the matter? Sister Ping, sister, brother, this is a natural thing, it's normal... Hehe..." Wang Xiaoqiang touched the place where Zhong Ping kissed, "I wish Sister Ping kissed me every day, so I would be so unbeautiful..."

"Go, it's so bad!" Zhong Ping gave Wang Xiaoqiang a charming look.

"Okay, Sister Ping, I'll go to treat the old man now... As for you, don't go in, so as not to affect my merits..." Wang Xiaoqiang solemnly explained to Zhong Ping.

"Yeah," Zhong Ping nodded seriously. "I'm right outside the door. If the old man doesn't cooperate, you call me..."

Wang Xiaoqiang nodded, then walked into the ward and brought the door with him.
Chapter completed!