That night, Xia Yufei made an appointment with Zeng Daya to a renovated antique teahouse, and told her about the cocktail party she and Song Min attended at noon, and how she was slandered by him.
After Zeng Daya heard this, she suddenly felt a chill around her. She suddenly realized that she didn't recognize Song Min anymore, and he had become too cunning. When she fell in love with his brother five years ago, her brother-in-law Song Min was like
He was like a dog-skin plaster, sticking to both of them. They didn't expect that he had changed so much in the past five years.
After thinking for a long time, Zeng Daya looked at Xia Yufei and said thoughtfully: "I think Song Min is testing you and testing your loyalty to him. Let me think about this, how can I make her completely believe in you?
"
"Um."
Xia Yufei bit her lip and nodded.
"Yufei, Song Min has a loan of 30 million. I don't think he can do anything good. You must monitor him and report to me at any time if there is any situation."
Zeng Daya said with stern eyes.
"I understand, Director Zeng."
Xia Yufei nodded slightly, picked up the coffee and took a sip.
The two chatted for a while, and since Zeng Daya had something to do, she paid the bill and hurried out. But when she got to the door, she suddenly came back, took out a bunch of keys from her Chanel bag, and said, "Fei'er, your mother is not
Do you want to come to Anhai City from your hometown to see a doctor? I bought a 135-square-meter three-bedroom apartment in the south of the city in your name. If you have a home in the city, it will be convenient to cook some meals for the sick."
When Xia Yufei heard this, her expression was startled and she was very excited. She hurriedly said, "No, no, Director Zeng, I can't have it. You, you have helped me a lot. It's only right that I do something for you..."
However, Zeng Daya was also a sweet-tempered person. No matter how much Xia Yufei refused, she insisted on giving it to her. In the end, she had to say seriously: "Xiao Xia, let's do this. You stay here first and wait until your mother has a doctor."
Just give it back to me."
Xia Yufei was so excited that she shed tears and said tearfully: "Dr. Zeng, thank you, thank you."
The average price of newly developed real estate in the south of the city is 9,000 yuan per square meter. The house given to her by Director Zeng is worth more than 1.2 million yuan. With her current salary, even if she works for ten years without food or water, she still can’t afford this house.
House.
Looking at Zeng Daya's retreating figure, Xia Yufei tightened her lips and tightly grasped the house key in her hand, muttering to herself, "Don't worry, Mr. Zeng, I will risk my life to help you."
Catch Pengpeng’s murderer!
One morning, Chen Yang was writing a prescription for a patient when his cell phone rang. He was slightly startled when he saw it was Feng Zhoushan calling. Mayor Feng had never called him on his own initiative. What happened today?
Since the patient was still waiting for him to write a prescription, he didn't accept the prescription. He thought of sending the patient away and then returning to him.
More than ten minutes later, Chen Yang sent the patient away and Hou immediately called back. The call was answered after a single ring and said: "Feng..."
Before Chen Yang could speak, Feng Zhoushan's scolding came from the other side: "Xiao Chen, your call is more difficult than that of me, the deputy mayor. I'm so anxious that I can't wait to raise my eyebrows. Get ready this afternoon.
Go to the provincial capital to attend Secretary Xiang Ming’s fifty-sixth birthday party.”
"Ah!" Chen Yang was greatly surprised and a little disbelieving, and asked: "Mayor Feng, how could you invite me to go? Can you go too this afternoon?"
Feng Zhoushan on the other end of the phone raised his voice and scolded: "Do I dare to joke about this kind of thing? It is said that Secretary Fang asked you to go. I would like to go, but unfortunately I am not qualified to participate. Please prepare some small gifts
, it doesn’t need to be expensive, it just represents your intention. You have to keep this matter a secret. At five o’clock in the afternoon, I will send a car to take you to the provincial capital."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang smiled bitterly. A dignified official from the border area actually invited a little doctor like him to attend his birthday banquet. Haha, I have such a big face!
Since he received such high-level treatment, that's what happened. So, Chen Yang asked for leave from Gao Dazhi and left the hospital. He didn't know what Xiang Ming liked, but money, tobacco and alcohol were definitely not good. He thought, he might as well give him some style.
Elegant gifts, antique calligraphy and paintings were the first choice. He stood at the door of the hospital, hailed a taxi and went to Jubao Antique City in Anhai City.
Jubao is a famous antique gathering place in Anhai City. You can find everything from calligraphy and painting antiques to the Four Treasures of the Study here. This place can be said to be a mixed bag of real and fake things. Whether you can find good things all depends on your eyesight.
Chen Yang came here not looking for any famous calligraphy and painting, but for a piece of art that caught his eye. The price was around 30,000 to 50,000 yuan, so it was a little auspicious. Besides, Xiang Ming’s invitation to the birthday banquet was only limited to a small range.
I think he should be very low-key in his work. If you give him expensive gifts, you might annoy him.
The car stopped at the entrance of Jubao City. Chen Yang paid the fare and got out of the car and walked in. He saw that there were small vendors on both sides of the street, selling various kinds of art, stone carvings, woodworking, etc., which were dazzling and cheap for only ten yuan.
Prices range from hundreds to thousands of dollars per piece, and there are many tourists coming and going.
As Chen Yang wandered around, he picked at the nearby stalls, but he didn't come across anything good. In fact, it's not easy to encounter good things at such a stall. It's much harder than buying lottery tickets.
Those situations where you easily pick up items at small stalls and then turn around and earn hundreds of thousands of dollars also appear in TV dramas.
After wandering around, Chen Yang entered an antique store called "Zhenbao Pavilion" and the decoration was very retro.
There was no one in the shop. Two middle-aged people were drinking tea behind the tea table. The aroma of the tea was overflowing. As soon as he smelled it, he knew it was the best West Lake Longjing, and it was Yuqian Longjing, the best of all. He was so familiar with this smell.
But that's okay, because Master likes Longjing tea.
Hey, isn't this tall and thin man Yang Diandong, the municipal party committee secretary? He also likes antiques?
"Doctor Chen!" At this time, Yang Diandong also saw Chen Yang and was stunned for a moment. Then he smiled slightly and nodded to Chen Yang.
"Hello, Mr. Yang."
Chen Yang smiled and took a few steps towards him and nodded, feeling very grateful to him from the bottom of his heart.
"Haha, I passed by a friend and came to chat for a while." Yang Diandong smiled and asked: "Doctor Chen, do you want to buy something?"
"Look around and buy something if you like it." Chen Yang said with a smile.
"I wonder what you need, antiques, calligraphy and painting, or jade?" Another middle-aged man stood up slowly and said: "Since I know Mr. Yang, we are acquaintances. I have a few treasures here.
, but ordinary people can’t see it.”
"This is Tang Zongyuan, the boss of Zhenbao Pavilion!" Yang Diandong introduced with a smile after taking the words.
"I don't have any special requirements. An elder is celebrating his birthday and would like to find a birthday gift, something auspicious and wishful thinking would be fine."
Chen Yang lowered his head and observed the toys, calligraphy and paintings in the store.
After Chen Yang finished speaking, Tang Zongyuan was about to make a recommendation when a man walked in from the door of the store. He was in his sixties and his eyes were bright. He smiled as he entered the door and said, "I'm sorry, I was delayed by something. I'm late."
"Mr. Gu?" Chen Yang was slightly startled when he saw the old man walking in, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.
A year ago, Chen Yang followed his master to treat an old Red Army soldier in the provincial capital, and met Mr. Gu.
On the way back, Chen Yang learned from his master that Mr. Gu was Gu Senquan, a famous Xinglin expert in Anhai City and an expert from the Provincial Health Bureau.