The five hundred and fiftieth chapters make plans (a)
"Outpatient clinic? Isn't it a bit too humiliating for a brother?"
Zhong Ming turned the wine glass in his hand, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said helplessly: "Actually, my little brother's level of divination is definitely much better than those of the so-called masters. It's a pity that China does not allow these feudal superstitions. Otherwise, as long as we work hard,
Promote it..."
The meaning in his words is very clear. China does not allow these things, otherwise Zhang Yang can definitely succeed here.
"Those things are not a long-term solution after all. How many people would believe this?"
Sun Xiumin glanced at him and continued: "If Zhang Yang hadn't come here and spoken from the bottom of his heart, I wouldn't have believed that there were such things as female ghosts."
She was telling the truth, and of course everyone in the room thought the same thing...
"If you don't believe it, don't believe it. As long as you can make money, that's all." Zhong Ming explained.
"You can't always think about making money at a young age..." Sun Xiumin was obviously very sensitive to the word money, with a hint of impulse on her face.
Isn’t being a mistress just for the fame and fortune of other people’s husbands? How many of them are really doing it for love?
Although Zhang Yang didn't know why she chose to endure the criticism from others and choose this path, it can be seen from her reaction just now that she is still very disgusted with the word money.
Of course, this may also be a scar on her that will never heal...
"Okay, brother and sister-in-law, I will think about this matter carefully before making a decision when I go back." Zhang Yang interrupted them and said.
"Yes, yes, this matter still needs to be discussed in the long term." Zhong Ming replied with a smile.
"Here, let's have another drink." Luo Wenhui took the opportunity to raise his glass.
"cheers!"
…
The wine table once again returned to a relaxed and happy scene. After about an hour, Zhang Yang stood up to say goodbye.
This time Luo Wenhui insisted on sending him back, but Zhang Yang had no choice but to agree.
Although he was drunk, the traffic police didn't dare to stop him based on the license plate. Moreover, it was ten o'clock in the morning and there were few vehicles on the road, so they quickly sent him back to the villa.
Feng Yanran and Ouyang Ting were not at home, obviously going to work and going to school, so the villa seemed even quieter.
Zhang Yang took a look at Feng Yanran's bedroom and saw Xueqiu sleeping soundly on her bed. When he heard someone approaching, he opened his small eyes and took a look, then continued to close his eyes and sleep.
Looking at its bulging belly, Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly. If this continues, the king of the rain forest will turn into a white-haired pig...
He himself felt exhausted and turned back to his room to rest.
The exhaustion of the night made him sleep until four or five o'clock in the afternoon before waking up. There was already movement in the living room below, and he knew without guessing that it was Ouyang Ting who had returned from school.
And Feng Yanran couldn't come back until after eight o'clock almost every night, and then she had to cook and clean up, which made Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel distressed for this girl.
Since Ouyang Ting was the only one back, there was no need for him to go down. She didn't like him anyway...
Feeling bored, I suddenly saw the computer in the room and thought of Lu Mengxuan. I wonder what her current orphanage is like?
Thinking of this, I quickly walked to the computer, turned it on, and boarded the Penguin, which I hadn't boarded for a long time.
Didi didi...
Pictures popped up on the screen. Lu Mengxuan stood in front of the construction site and took photos with orphans, smiling happily and brightly.
There is still no text below, as if the girl simply told herself that the project went very smoothly, and she and the children were also very happy.
But since she sent him messages as always, it meant that she was still thinking of him. Thinking of this, she felt more comfortable and satisfied.
He suddenly thought of Shishi, Shen Xue, Ling Binger, Ye Wenqian and Meng Qiaoer...
I wonder how they are doing now? Do they think of themselves often?
Shen Xue, Shishi and Ling Bing'er definitely wouldn't. When the three girls got together, it would be dark and dark, and they would have no time to think about themselves.
Meng Qiaoer and Ye Wenqian also have their own businesses and careers. If they had thought about it, they would have called them long ago.
…
Thinking of them, Zhang Yang suddenly felt a heavy feeling. Perhaps it was the responsibility of men that they mentioned, which made him feel depressed.
Have you spent your whole life in such a carefree manner? How can you raise your head in front of these beauties?
It seems that I really deserve to have my own career and prove that I can take on the responsibilities and abilities of a man.
This was the first time he felt confident, but after making a decision, he felt instantly enriched.
…
After looking at the photos, it was completely dark outside the window. After hearing Feng Yanran's voice coming from downstairs, he stood up and walked downstairs.
"Zhang Yang? When did you come back?" Ouyang Ting was sitting on the sofa in the living room playing with Snowball. She asked with a surprised look on her face when she saw him.
"I... came back in the morning." Zhang Yang replied after a brief pause.
He didn't know how to answer for a moment. Was this girl asking him when he would come back in Liberia? Or was he asking when he would return to the villa?
"Oh!" Ouyang Ting was obviously just surprised and didn't care about him. She simply said "oh" and ignored him.
Just like training a police dog, she picked up some small objects such as batteries and cosmetic bottles, then gave Snowball a kiss, then ran to various rooms on the first floor to hide them, and then asked Snowball to find them later.
Snowball, who was still lazy during the day, was full of energy at this time. She shuttled through various rooms with her chubby but very agile body. She quickly found the things she had hidden and played endlessly.
After retrieving it, Ouyang Ting praised it a few words, and it began to jump up and down looking triumphant...
It's a damn thing, something that favors sex over friends. When Zhang Yang saw Snowball ignoring him when he came back, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and cursed secretly.
Although I scolded it in my heart, I didn't really care about it. Even seeing it playing very harmoniously with Ouyang Ting, I felt happy for them.
"Zhang Yang, where did you and your deputy mayor brother go last night? Why didn't you come back all night?" Feng Yanran in the kitchen obviously heard their conversation and asked.
"Go and treat a friend of his." Zhang Yang said as he walked towards the kitchen.
Feng Yanran had already changed into casual home clothes and wore an apron to cut vegetables. When she saw him approaching, she frowned and said, "Treating a disease? Do you need to drink to treat a disease? She smells of alcohol.
, where on earth were you fooling around?"
"It was just because he was cured that they drank some wine as a treat." Zhang Yang told the truth.
"Drinking all night?"
There was obviously doubt and displeasure on Feng Yanran's pretty face. She glanced at him and then continued: "Be careful and follow the example of those people. They have fun and drink every day but don't do anything serious..."
"Good wife, don't be upset, how could I be like them?"
Zhang Yang understood what he meant, walked forward, put his hands around her waist and continued: "I also want to do something serious, and I just wanted to discuss it with you."
"Don't be like this, be careful Tingting sees you."
Feng Yanran blushed, pushed him away gently and said, "What are we discussing? What else do you have to do?"
In fact, she herself understood that Ouyang Ting had known about her relationship with Zhang Yang for a long time, but she didn't want to show it without any scruples. Otherwise, how would the three of them get along in the villa in the future?
Pretending to be confused while knowing better is the best option, at least it won't be too embarrassing...
"I want to do business and open a clinic or hospital." Zhang Yang expressed his thoughts.
The reason for discussing with Feng Yanran was to ask her for her opinion. There would be no problem in treating patients by myself, but I knew nothing about running a business.
And since this girl can manage the Haitian Group to its current level, it proves her ability and level...
"Opening an outpatient hospital? Why do you have such an idea?" Feng Yanran looked at him and found it hard to believe that he, who had always been careless, would have such an idea.
"I thought of it last night."
Zhang Yang continued with a mysterious smile: "Besides, I can't be so idle every day, otherwise what would happen if such a good wife of yours ran away with someone else? So I also want to make money to buy a five-star hotel, and marry you with all my glory.
That’s how we feel at ease.”
"Fuck you! Tell me honestly, where were you last night? Why did you suddenly have such an idea?" Feng Yanran turned around, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a cooking shovel in the other, and asked with an excited smile.
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Her heart was filled with sweetness when she heard that Zhang Yang was still thinking about buying a hotel and proposing. She was also excited to hear that he had such an idea.
Of course, she didn't care about the so-called grand proposal, or it was just a joke at the time, but Zhang Yang regarded it as a promise. Even if he didn't smile so seriously, it was enough to move her.
Girls in love are always moved by a word or a subtle gesture...
However, based on her understanding of Zhang Yang, she knew that this person who had no idea about money would naturally not start a business to make money on a whim. He must have been stimulated or reminded by others to make him do this.
thoughts.
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Zhang Yang knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he told her what happened last night. Of course, he did not forget to deliberately conceal the embarrassing identity of Sun Xiumin as the illegitimate daughter of his mistress and Tang Ningning.
Everyone should have the minimum right to be respected, especially Tang Ningning. This status was not something she could choose.
"Deputy Director of the Department of Finance? If he and Deputy Mayor Luo Wenhui support you, no matter what business you do, it will be much smoother." Feng Yanran looked surprised and couldn't help but say.
In China, with the support of provincial and municipal cadres, is it not a piece of cake to do business and make money? (To be continued)