"Thank you!" Lan Feiyang felt mixed emotions in his heart, "We won't go to the provincial party committee compound for the time being. I want to talk to you."
"Okay, you can drive wherever you want." Yu Hanxin turned her head and looked at her beloved lovingly.
"I, I didn't want to start over with you so early. I was surprised when I came downstairs just now."
Seeing the disappointment and anger welling up in Yu Hanxin's eyes, Lan Feiyang said quickly, "Don't worry, I didn't say anything so just pretend it never happened. However, I may not be as eager as you think in a short period of time, I hope you can understand.
Don’t have unnecessary suspicions and misunderstandings.”
The reason why he said this was because he and Song Jiajia went through such a process when they first got along.
Yu Hanxin gritted her teeth: "Okay, I accept it."
"You also know that I'm quite busy, so we meet twice a week for the time being. If I'm not in Bohai, or I'm out, that's another matter."
"Okay. But I hope it won't be too long."
"It won't be long, about two or three months. The day I can let go, I will treat you wholeheartedly."
Yu Hanxin frowned and thought about it for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay."
Late at night, Lan Feiyang couldn't sleep in a strange bed at his uncle's house.
Maybe my previous thoughts were indeed a bit naive: Yang Lan was illusory after all, and it would probably not take long for Guo Anni to see through it - she was very familiar with him now!
If you really can't do it, go back to Yu Hanxin? Why do they keep waiting for you? When you finally come back to find them, don't you feel guilty?
Hey, maybe God arranged this because he couldn't bear to let me take another detour. Then just accept your fate.
However, my Ye Fan clone can still stay with Sister Lian. Unless she chooses Xiao Ou or someone else to marry in the future.
In order to allow himself to accept the reality, Lan Feiyang stayed at his uncle Wu Bingzhen's house from the second day of the second day to the villa of Guo Anni to pay New Year greetings. However, he basically went out to visit his classmates and teachers during the day, and only came back to sleep at night.
On this day, Lan Feiyang went to Hongye Company to have lunch with his cousin Lan Qing and asked him how he was feeling these days.
Lan Qing said excitedly: "It feels pretty good. Manager Wang has gone back to celebrate the New Year these days, and I'm temporarily taking over his job. In other words, I used to be tightly managed every day, and if I made any mistakes, I would be scolded and my salary deducted; now
It’s my turn to take care of others, so damn cool!”
Lan Feiyang smiled understandingly: "Don't get too carried away, you are only temporarily taking over the work of Manager Wang. And you must pay attention: all security guards in the hotel are skilled, and they are directly under the jurisdiction of the hotel general manager. These people are
You must not provoke the thugs from the Bailong Gang."
"I know." Lan Qing nodded cautiously and suddenly lowered his voice, "I heard that the entire Hongye Company is the property of the White Dragon Gang, right?"
"Yes." Lan Feiyang nodded.
"Then how did your cousin Yang Lan become the vice president of the head office? Who is Chairman Bao?"
"No. I don't know about this, so don't ask around. Just do your job well. Work hard, and with him at the top, as long as you work hard, you may actually become the manager of your housekeeping department one day."
"Ah...really?" Lan Qing's eyes were filled with longing for the little stars.
At this time, Zhong Rong was in the "Xinglinchun" drugstore that was just opened later in the year.
Because the hired clerk went home for the Chinese New Year and would not come back until after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she temporarily came to help her aunt for a few days. Anyway, there won’t be much business after the New Year, and her aunt has to buy food, cook, and wash clothes.
Other than that, she was just looking after her aunt.
After Zhong Xiuqun finished her work, she also came to the counter. He asked her casually whether the boy she brought to help last time was her boyfriend.
Zhong Rong shook his head sadly and said, "No. Just a classmate."
"Oh, then what happened when you came here to get the love potion twice?" Zhong Xiuqun was puzzled.
"Once I did a good deed to help others; then this time I used it myself, but the dosage was too much, and almost both of us died. Now that boy looks at me like an enemy and hates me." Speaking of this, Zhong Rong felt sad.
Want to cry.
"...Didn't I tell you to use it with caution? Why don't you listen like those hungry old ghosts?"
"Little aunt, happy New Year." Just as Zhong Xiuqun was saying this, Zhou Hao suddenly shouted and walked in, followed by several fierce friends.
Zhou Hao's trip was not to pay New Year's greetings, but to force Mr. Zhong Xiu to produce ancient medicinal books again in the name of New Year's greetings.
How could Zhong Xiuqun be willing to have sex with her? Zhou Hao asked people to close the door of the drugstore and start beating her. He also called Zhong Xiuqun a vixen and a ****. Ten years ago, he seduced his uncle when his uncle and his aunt were not getting along, just for his family.
From pharmacies and ancient medicine books...
Zhong Rong was so frightened that she could only scream.
Lan Feiyang happened to pass by here after lunch to see Yao Wang. When he heard something was wrong, he covered his face and got out of the car and kicked open the door of Xing Linchun. With a few punches and kicks, he beat the shit out of Zhou Hao and several of his friends and ran away.
Already.
Zhong Xiuqun, who had a bruised nose and swollen face and was covered in blood, saw Lan Feiyang showing his true face and quickly thanked him. She recognized this man as the male classmate her niece Zhong Rong brought to help last time.
Zhong Rong looked at Lan Feiyang but was speechless, and quickly lowered her head to pack her things.
Seeing this, Zhong Xiuqun felt a little confused and immediately asked Lan Feiyang to talk in the back hall.
After a few polite words, Lan Feiyang turned to the topic and suggested that she simply hand over the ancient medicine book to the state.
Zhong Xiuqun refused on the spot, but she hoped to find a big company to cooperate with to mass-produce "love" drugs.
"Do you have the formula for the 'love' medicine?" Lan Feiyang asked in surprise.
"There is no exact formula." Zhong Xiuqun shook his head and said bluntly, "This 'love' medicine was also trial-produced step by step by my husband. The prescription is in his own mind."
"Furthermore, when my husband makes medicine, he is always alone in the pharmaceutical room. I don't know the weight of the medicine and the production process. But I know what medicinal materials he uses. What's more, I have the original basis for his medicine - my ancestors.
The ancient medical books from the late Ming Dynasty are left behind. After a few more experiments, we can finally produce one."
It turns out that Boss Zhou's ancestor was once a court physician in the Ming Dynasty, and the emperor had three thousand beauties in his harem. If you want to be pampered, you need a good body. When you are unable to do what you want, you want to rely on drugs to help you feel better, and Boss Zhou's ancestor is good at this.
After the ancestors of that generation died, their descendants with mediocre qualifications lived among the people. In order to avoid the war, they buried some valuables and the medical books left by their ancestors separately.
Later, later generations could not find where the medical books were buried, so they had to rely mainly on word-of-mouth folk remedies to treat infertility and "pregnant boys."
It was not until twenty years ago that Boss Zhou, who wanted to build a house in the courtyard, dug out an old yellow silk thread-bound calligraphy wrapped in a small porcelain jar under an old tree.