Tang Xiaobao swallowed his saliva and called Shen Mengyao.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm playing online and reading your news."
"Ah, what news do I have?"
"Your Weibo has made headlines on many websites. Also, you were secretly photographed today. People on the Internet are saying that you are buying clothes for girls..."
Tang Xiaobao almost cried: "These people have nothing to do after they have eaten enough. Do they still want to live?!"
"Have you bought the clothes?"
"I've bought it, oh, no, I haven't bought it all yet. I have something to ask you."
"What's up?"
Tang Xiaobao glanced at his little sister, who was listening with her ears raised. She probably also wanted to know who Tang Xiaobao bought it for.
After a while, Shen Mengyao became impatient.
"You are talking."
"ah."
"What on earth happened?"
"You, you, what size do you wear in your underwear?"
This time it was Shen Mengyao's turn to remain silent.
"Hey, talk, I'm so anxious."
"Don't you know?"
"Ah? How would I know?"
"Didn't you read and touch them all last night? You don't even know the size? You really pretend to be inexperienced."
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao was about to cry: "I have no idea, and I have no experience, really."
"36D."
Tang Xiaobao was shocked and blurted out: "So big?"
"You want to die?"
Shen Mengyao was angry.
The little sister on the side burst into laughter and quickly covered her mouth.
"No, no, no, I'm sorry, do you want to be fully surrounded or semi-surrounded?"
"Semi-surrounded."
"With underwire?"
"No."
"What color do you want?"
"It's up to you."
Shen Mengyao became angry and hung up the phone directly.
Tang Xiaobao looked at his little sister awkwardly and said with a wry smile: "36D, semi-enclosed, without steel ring."
The little sister smiled so much that her face turned red, and she directly introduced several models to Tang Xiaobao.
Tang Xiaobao discovered for the first time that there were so many styles of women's underwear, and each one was very beautiful. He had already begun to imagine Shen Mengyao wearing these underwear.
Damn it, I can’t think about it anymore and think about causing problems!
Tang Xiaobao was shocked.
"Which color do you think is better?" he asked his little sister innocently.
The little sister smiled and said, "Didn't she tell you this?"
Tang Xiaobao almost cried: "I didn't say anything, let me figure it out."
"Then what should I do? Why don't you buy one of each kind?" the little sister joked.
Tang Xiaobao's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay."
The little sister was shocked.
There are more than a dozen styles, do you really want to buy one of every one?
And the price is not cheap.
Okay, he suddenly remembered who Tang Xiaobao was. He was not a man who was short of money.
"All right."
Tang Xiaobao paid decisively and then ran away.
Back at her residence, Shen Mengyao looked at the clothes Tang Xiaobao bought.
It's okay, although I'm not quite satisfied with it, but the style is similar.
However, Shen Mengyao was stunned when she saw the underwear Tang Xiaobao bought.
"Why did you buy so many? Are they all for me?"
Tang Xiaobao nodded: "Yes."
"You are so kind to me."
"That's necessary."
"You don't know what color I like, do you?"
Tang Xiaobao pretended to be stupid and just laughed.
Shen Mengyao took her clothes into the room, changed them, and came out a strong woman again.
The clothes she changed last night were washed and hung up just now. She almost regarded this place as home.
"Well, not bad, so beautiful."
Tang Xiaobao flattered me again.
Shen Mengyao took the computer and asked Tang Xiaobao to look at it.
On the Internet, Tang Xiaobao made headlines again.
"The Good Man of the Century Buys Underwear for His Girlfriend"
"Tang Xiaobao posted on Weibo to denounce Lotte"
"Tang Xiaobao Enters the Underwear Store"
…
The titles are very tempting.
The comment section below was even more explosive.
Tang Xiaobao felt like crying.
Just then, someone outside rang the doorbell.
Tang Xiaobao closed the computer and opened the door. It turned out to be a foreigner.
"Hello, Mr. Tang, I take the liberty of disturbing you."
"Who are you?"
"I'm the editor of Scalpel Magazine."
Tang Xiaobao was stunned: "What kind of scalpel?"
"Scalpel magazine, Mr. Tang, can I go in and talk to you in detail?"
With a cry of "Oh", Tang Xiaobao let the person into the room.
The visitor was a British man in his forties, with yellow hair and blue glasses. He was tall and tall. When he saw Shen Mengyao, he immediately exclaimed: "Oh, God, who did I see, Miss Shen, the Midas Toucher?"
Shen Mengyao was also startled: "Do you know me?"
"Yes, I have interviewed you before, but now I have changed my job to "Scalpel" magazine. It is an honor to meet you here. Hello." He shook hands with Shen Mengyao, with a burning light in his eyes. .
Tang Xiaobao coughed and sat down.
Shen Mengyao popularized for Tang Xiaobao: ""Scalpel" is one of the world's authoritative medical magazines."
Tang Xiaobao suddenly realized and asked: "What do you want from me?"
"Oh, my name is Tony, Mr. Tang. It's like this. We all know that Shenlong Pharmaceutical was founded by you. Several new cancer-causing drugs produced by the company were developed by you. How many patients die of cancer around the world every year? Ten million or even more than 100 million. It can be said that your research and development results have saved the world. In the words of your Chinese country, it is a meritorious service. Therefore, we would like to recommend you to participate in the selection of the Nobel Prize in Medicine, and we firmly believe that, As long as you are willing to participate in the selection, you will definitely win the award. However, we need you to publish a paper, which is why I came to visit in person." Tony said very modestly but without losing enthusiasm.
"Isn't the Nobel Prize in Medicine awarded every December? You're not fooling me, are you? Are you really from Scalpel Magazine?"
There are too many scammers these days, so Tang Xiaobao is on guard against them.
Tony was dumbfounded.
This kind of thing like visiting someone in person to request a manuscript has never happened before.
Only Tang Xiaobao is treated like this.
Scalpel Magazine is the most authoritative medical journal in the world. The review process is extremely strict. Others are trying their best to publish papers in it. Moreover, whoever publishes an article will be honored for a lifetime and can be envied by their peers. If you die, you will be recognized by the public.
What happened to Tang Xiaobao that he still suspected that he was a liar?
Tony was really depressed and wanted to vomit blood.
"This is my work ID. You can also call the magazine immediately to verify my identity." Tony said with a wry smile.
"So you really work for Scalpel Magazine?"
Tang Xiaobao nodded and said, "But you haven't answered my question yet."
"That's right, this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine is vacant because your company has only been established for a short period of time and has missed the selection. However, the organizing committee intends to award you this award..."
Shen Mengyao was a little moved.
She looked at Tang Xiaobao with brilliant eyes.
Sure enough, it's Tang Xiaobao, a monster, a monster. He definitely doesn't get such treatment.
I've been asked to do this at home, and it's really awesome. (To be continued)