Disappearing overnight, there is only one possibility, that is, the Wu clan suffered a devastating blow, but why it suffered such a strong blow, no one can guess.
"Chen Yu, where are you?" A call came from Ye Qinglong who had just arrived home.
"Mr. Ye is feeling uncomfortable in the suburbs?" Chen Yu asked.
"That's not true." Ye Qinglong said: "You have been in Shengjing for so long, and I haven't taken you around to play. Seeing that the old man is fine, I have to do my best as a landlord, otherwise you will say that I am like this
Humans can’t.”
"You are thinking of entertaining me now?" Chen Yu smiled: "Okay, I still have to give you Mr. Ye's face. Tell me a place and I will go find you."
"Okay, let's do it tomorrow night at Shanhuiju. It's a small party. It's attended by all the famous young men in Shengjing City. I'll take you to see the world this time." Ye Qinglong looked carefree.
"People in your circle?" Chen Yu was slightly startled. Is Ye Qinglong planning to bring him into the circle?
"Yes, don't be too nervous. As long as I'm here, I'll slap anyone who dares not to give you face." Ye Qinglong chuckled.
"Am I nervous? I think you are overthinking." Chen Yu smiled: "Okay, I will definitely be there tomorrow night, just for your sake, Young Master Ye."
"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow night." After Ye Qinglong said that, he hung up the phone.
After a night of silence, when Chen Yu got up for a walk the next day, he met Zhu Yiwen again. In fact, the two were in the same community. Zhu Yiwen was still teaching him health-preserving skills in the square. When he saw Chen Yu, he hurriedly greeted him: "
Good morning, Mr. Chen."
"Mr. Zhu wakes up so early every day to practice. Ordinary people may not be able to persist for such a long time." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"Mr. Chen, I just want to ask you some questions." Zhu Yiwen smiled and said: "I have completed the matter that Mr. Chen asked me to do last time. For the person who came to me from the He family, I will help him according to your instructions."
After getting the prescription, I believe he will not have any doubts."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhu. If you have any questions about the prescription formula, you can come to me directly." Chen Yu smiled slightly.
The last time I went to see my mother, I happened to see my uncle He Zhengye, and Chen Yu told him that he was sick.
He Zhengye didn't believe in traditional Chinese medicine, but he had used Zhu's Xianzhitang medicine, so someone must have asked Mr. Zhu. Chen Yu had greeted Mr. Zhu early in the morning, and Mr. Zhu would naturally follow what Chen Yu said.
Although Mr. Zhu does not pose a threat to the He family, he can be Chen Yu's thorn in He Zhengye's side and can still be effective at critical times. Mr. Zhu's request is very simple, that is, Chen Yu can teach him medical skills and pharmacology.
Take what you need.
"Haha, okay, but Mr. Chen, I have a special patient here. He has a rare skin disease. He came from abroad to see me for treatment, but I was a little unsure about his condition for a while. I used our Zhu's best
Good medicine doesn't work either, I want your help to take a look." said Mr. Zhu.
"That's no problem. Mr. Zhu, please don't call me husband. After all, I'm still a junior. Just call me Xiao Chen." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll tell you Xiao Chen, let's go, have some breakfast together, and then go sit in Xianzhi Hall." Zhu Yiwen laughed loudly.
After having breakfast with Mr. Zhu, Chen Yu went to Xianzhitang with him.
Xianzhitang mainly sells medicine and does not diagnose diseases, but there is still a clinic on the third floor. Mr. Zhu said that this is the inheritance of the family and it must be there.
At around eight o'clock, a Mercedes-Benz S-Class parked at the door of Xianzhitang. As soon as the door opened, an arrogant-looking man stepped out of the car. This man was less than forty, with a short haircut and a straight face.
Hu, you can tell at a glance that it is the shape of Fusang.
Moreover, this guy looked like he had his nostrils turned up in the air and walked as if he didn't recognize his relatives, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Hello sir, what would you like to order?" the clerk asked politely.
"I'm here to see Zhu Yiwen." The man said in blunt Chinese: "Take me to see him immediately."
"Meet Mr. Zhu? Do you have an appointment?" The clerk is a young girl who has just graduated and is not very flexible.
"Asshole, who does Mr. Matsukami want to see? Do you still need to make an appointment?" A scoundrel behind the man walked up and shouted: "Don't you know who Mr. Matsukami is? Let the old man named Zhu come down to greet you in person."
"I'm sorry, I, I'll go ask first, please wait a moment." The little girl was startled and apologized quickly.
"Why are you asking? Do you understand the rules?" The bitch pushed the little girl away and turned to go in.
"Hey, sir, please don't do this." The little girl was startled and hurried to stop him, but accidentally knocked down a water glass on the shelf, and half the glass of water poured onto Matsukami Huang.
"Pah..." The bitch suddenly slapped him across the face.
"What do you want to do? Who are you? You dare to stop Mr. Matsukami. Can you afford to pay for soiling Mr. Matsukami's clothes?" the dogleg yelled.
"Wang Yang, you Chinese people are really so rude. I came to your Chinese side to invest. Your Chinese officials have to be respectful when they see me. Who is this little girl? She dares to do this.
To me?" Matsukami spoke, with a haughty look on his face, and picked up a handkerchief to wipe the water from his body.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Matsukami, this girl is ignorant." The dog-legged man nodded and licked, then glared and said, "What's the matter with you? Are you still not apologizing?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." There were five bloody finger prints on the little girl's face. She held back the tears in her eyes and kept apologizing.
"Is it enough to apologize? Do you know how much Mr. Matsukami's suit costs? You can't afford it even if it's sold." The loser shouted: "Now, kneel down to Mr. Matsukami and beg for forgiveness."
"Ah?" The little girl raised her head in shock and couldn't believe her ears. She didn't understand why the guest made such an unreasonable request.
"Ah what? Kneel down now or I will ask your boss to fire you." Wang Yang shouted.
"What are you doing? Why are you bullying this little girl?" The clerks and customers on the side looked unhappy and gathered around.
"You are also from China, and you brought a Fusang Japs here to show off in the market?"
"I was hit with a brick that day. I don't even know how I died. Bah, it's something that even my ancestors don't remember."
The hatred between nations is actually imprinted in the hearts of most Chinese people. Wang Yang is a Chinese, but his dog-slave behavior around Song Shang makes people hate him very much.
"What does it have to do with you? You are nosy, right? Do you know who Mr. Matsukami is? Break your legs." Wang Yang shouted arrogantly: "Don't let her pay compensation today, let her kneel down and apologize. This matter
That’s it.”
Seeing Wang Yang's arrogant attitude, the people around him wanted to go up and give him a brick, but looking at Matsukami next to Wang Yang, most people still held back, and only a few people were comforting the little girl and asking her.
