Chapter 93 Aunt Song. I want to perform as a entertainer
Yu Xiaofang knew that her daughter had many perfumes, but most of them were light-scented. Only one bottle was strong-scented, which was very expensive and belonged to art collections. She had only sprayed it two or three times, of course.
Although it is a strong fragrance, it is strong but not greasy. The key smell is very special and difficult to imitate.
Just when Yu Xiaofang was still struggling with the special smell of Jiang Qi, as the elevator dinged, the handsome young man left. Looking at his leaving back, she fell into self-doubt again.
The familiar figure always feels like I’ve seen it somewhere before.
"What's wrong?"
"Look at the thoughtful look on your face." Song Guoping asked curiously when he saw his wife's face full of confusion.
"Do you have a feeling that the young man who just left, his back is very familiar?" Yu Xiaofang murmured: "I always feel that I have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember where I have seen it.
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Hearing his wife's words, Song Guoping was also quite surprised and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I have this feeling. I seem to have seen him somewhere, but I can't remember it."
Yu Xiaofang frowned, glanced at her husband, and said seriously: "Just now in the elevator, I smelled a special smell from his body. It was a very rich aroma, and he had this
Our daughter also has a bottle of perfume that smells great."
"ah?"
"Did you make a mistake?" Song Guoping was a little unbelievable, even caught off guard, and said cautiously: "Maybe. It's just that the smell is closer?"
"I do not know."
"Maybe I made a mistake." Yu Xiaofang sighed, then looked at her husband beside her and asked, "Is he a senior executive of your company?"
Song Guoping shook his head and replied: "An ordinary employee in the technical department has a very ordinary family background, but he is very good at dealing with people. I secretly observed him for a long time and then introduced him to my daughter, but my daughter did not like him."
Yu Xiaofang rolled her eyes, completely dispelling her inner doubts, and said angrily: "If it were me, I wouldn't want my daughter to fall in love with one of my subordinates. What do you think? Are you going to embarrass your daughter to death?"
"That's what you said"
"As long as my daughter likes him, I will raise him to the position of general manager of the branch in a minute." Song Guoping said seriously, and then sighed helplessly the next second, "But it's useless to say anything now. Our daughter has a man anyway."
Well, then stop talking about other people and treat our future son-in-law well."
The words are rough but the reasoning is not rough,
Yu Xiaofang also felt that it was not appropriate to continue discussing other young men. This was a bit unfair to the future mysterious son-in-law. Although she had not met him yet, at least her daughter's life-long affairs were settled, and she would wait until one day in the future. The daughter could lead her son-in-law.
Come and visit, if possible. Bring your marriage certificate with you.
"Director Jiang."
"Director Jiang."
When Jiang Qi came to the office, many of his former colleagues greeted him one after another. In fact, Jiang Qi's position as deputy director was, in a sense, a welcome return. His colleagues all knew what kind of person he was.
This is called sincerity to a friend, especially since he has changed so much in the past two and a half years, and of course it has changed for the better.
"Sister Wang's words are serious. I can only say that you are flattering me."
"Brother Sun, don't be like this. You are in charge but not in charge. From now on, I will still be the same Xiao Jiang."
Jiang Qi responded to his colleagues with a smile until he met Zhou Bapi and looked at Zhou Fusheng, who used to be so prosperous in the past, but now had a gloomy look on his face. Jiang Qi didn't feel that he was going too far. After all, this is called a workplace and it was meant to be.
I also dislike him very much.
"After becoming a leader, I feel a lot more prestigious." Zhou Fusheng looked at Jiang Qi and said with a smile.
"Brother Zhou is trying to offend me, and there is a hint of what he is saying." Jiang Qi said with a smile: "Actually, I can sit in this position, thanks to your humility, Brother Zhou, otherwise, I have no hope at all.
"
Zhou Fusheng said nothing, smiled gloomily, and went about his own work.
After bidding farewell to his colleagues, Jiang Qi came to his office. After all, he was already a deputy director. It was not too much to have his own office, but it was just a bit shabby. Compared with someone's luxurious office, it was called poor.
"Ouch."
“It’s so comfortable!”
Jiang Qi slumped in his chair, looking at the ceiling above his head with blurred eyes, thinking about the mystery between man and the universe.
Thinking about it,
Sudden,
There was a rapid knock on the door, and then Xie Buchen hurriedly walked in.
"Jiang Qi!"
"Something big happened!" Xie Buchen ran in in a panic and closed the door casually.
"how?"
"Is the sky going to fall?" Jiang Qi asked lazily.
"Angkor's child Tongtong suffered from a high fever last night and was sent to the local women's and children's hospital for treatment. Only then did he find out that Tongtong was suffering from acute early childhood leukemia." Xie Buchen said anxiously.
The words fell,
Jiang Qi suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue and couldn't accept everything he heard.
Wait, acute progeryl leukemia?
I remember it is the most easily curable type of acute myeloid leukemia, right?
"Is it acute early childhood leukemia?" Jiang Qi calmed down and said seriously: "I do know a little bit. I once had a friend's son who had this disease, and it can usually be cured."
"Yeah!"
"But." Xie Buchen said helplessly: "You also know the situation of Angkor's family. He and his sister-in-law both came from the countryside. They can't raise much money at all. Unless they sell the house, I have lent him five dollars."
There is a gap of 100,000 yuan, but there is still a shortfall of 100,000 yuan."
As soon as the words fell,
Xie Buchen hesitated for a moment and then said cautiously: "How about we make a donation in the department. If we can make up a little bit, it will be worth it."
"Um."
"You go organize it, and I will figure out the rest." Jiang Qi said.
"No. Everyone knows about your situation." Xie Buchen asked doubtfully, "How are you going to collect the remaining money?"
"There are always more solutions than difficulties. You should finish the fundraising first." Jiang Qi waved his hand, thinking about asking him to leave quickly.
With a trace of confusion and curiosity, Xie Buchen left the office, leaving Jiang Qi alone inside. At this moment, his brows were filled with sorrow and hesitation.
The scene where Wu Zheng and his wife helped him and Angkor's children called him uncle kept flashing through his mind. Jiang Qi finally made up his mind and dialed someone's number.
The phone call came through after a while.
"Hello?"
"Aunt Song, I want to sell my art."
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