Yue Banxia put down her phone and looked at Qin Ge with scrutinizing eyes.
But what Qin Ge said just now was heard by her, and she was not calm on the surface, because she had all the symptoms Qin Ge said! Absolutely correct!
Especially the recent insomnia situation is particularly irritating.
Previously, Ma Ming Ling promoted to herself and asked Qin Ge to massage her soles. Her first reaction was to firmly object. She didn’t want this guy to touch her feet. However, Ma Ming Ling said that Qin Ge’s technique was very good, better than
The regular masseurs in the hospital were even more powerful, especially saying that massaging the soles of the feet could cure insomnia. That was why she was willing to give it a try.
Now it seems that what Martin Ling said was conservative.
"Tell me, what are your conditions?" Yue Banxia leaned over and asked.
"There is a small garden behind the villa. Let me use that place." Qin Ge said while massaging; he went to see the Longyanxiang plant this morning and found that he was a little out of spirit. This is not a good thing, Longyanxiang.
Such precious medicinal materials are of great use to him. If he died, he would cry to death.
Yue Banxia was stunned for a moment: "What do you want to use it for?"
Qin Ge said: "Grow some flowers and plants with medicinal value, um, for example, medicinal materials that can treat your insomnia. Anyway, many places in the back garden are empty, so it won't affect you, right?"
Yue Banxia looked at him for five seconds before nodding: "Deal! However, I am currently breastfeeding and cannot take Western medicine, nor can I take Chinese herbal medicine. How are you going to treat me?"
Qin Ge pressed his fingers on a certain acupuncture point on the sole of her foot, and a burst of profound energy was transmitted in: "Isn't this treatment? How is it, how does it feel?"
"Ah--, it hurts and feels good at the same time. Then you can press it for me once every night from now on."
"What?"
At half past nine, Yue Banxia went upstairs to sleep with Yue Yaer after taking a bath.
Qin Ge took out his mobile phone and called Li Wenjuan.
Just now, Banxia has agreed to let Li Wenjuan report to the company, with a one-month trial period and a monthly salary of 8,000. After becoming a full-time employee, the salary increase will be determined based on the ability evaluation. Everything still depends on whether Li Wenjuan has the ability.
However, Qin Ge also committed to a week of foot massage.
As for the long-term request put forward by Yue Banxia, you can just dream. I really think of me as a technician in a foot-washing city. Those technicians who pay tens of dollars an hour can be compared with people like him who use Xuanli massage.
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Li Wenjuan looked very surprised when she received the call: "Are you talking about the Zhixia Biotechnology Company on Tiancheng Road?"
Qin Ge said: "Yes, you know?"
Li Wenjuan said happily: "I know, it's near our place. It will be much more convenient if you go to work in this company."
Qin Ge hummed: "It's convenient. Then go to bed early. Good night."
"etc."
"What's wrong?"
"Uh--, is Sister Ling with you? She has helped me so much, and I want to say thank you to her in person."
"She has gone back to her room. It's not very convenient at this time!"
"Aren't you living together?"
"What kind of cohabitation is that? It can only be considered as shared renting, okay?"
"Giggle, okay, Qin Ge, thank you, you are so kind." Li Wenjuan hung up the phone immediately after saying that, her face flushed and warm, and her mood suddenly improved a lot.
Qin Ge didn't know what Li Wenjuan was thinking. When he returned to the room, he took out the pendant left by the bald monk from the drawer. The pattern on it was exactly the same as the relief on the stone door under the lotus pond of Liu's house today.
ㄩWhat the hell is this?ㄨ
Is there any connection between the monk and the female corpse in the coffin?
Qin Ge seemed to have caught some kind of clue, but he couldn't find a clue. He was mainly worried about whether the person behind the bald monk would take action against Yue Ya'er.
It seems that it is necessary to check the situation in the human gene bank.
After that, he took out the strange mirror he had cut out from the coffin lid. He also had no clue. He finally put the two items in the drawer and stopped thinking about it.
Early the next morning.
Qin Ge tidied up the back garden and transplanted the Longyanxiang plant there.
At this time, the little white dog ran over and stared at Long Yanxiang as if he wanted to eat it.
"Hey, you haven't shown up for several days. Where did you go?" Qin Ge looked at the little white dog in surprise. After not seeing him for a few days, the little white dog became dirty again and seemed to have injuries;
Qin Ge picked it up, touched it, and said, "You must not touch this Long Yanxiang, or I will stew you and eat dog meat."
The little white dog whined twice, but I don’t know if he understood it.
Qin Ge was still worried and simply added another guardrail.
After finishing, I took the little white dog to take a bath.
Just as Ma Ming Ling also came downstairs, wearing a white sportswear and looking heroic, he saw Qin Ge bathing the little white dog, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Qin Ge, you promised to teach me ancient martial arts, today?"
Can we start?"
Qin Ge said: "What time is it now?"
Martin said: "Nine o'clock."
Qin Ge said: "Yes, it's already nine o'clock, the sun is shining on my butt, and I'm still trying to learn, so I'll be early tomorrow."
"What time will it take?"
"Five o'clock."
"So early? I live broadcast until 12 o'clock at night, and I go to bed at 1 o'clock. Why did I get up at 5 o'clock?" Martin's face dropped.
"Oh. Then don't learn it."
"No, I want it."
At this moment, Martin Ling's phone rang, and it was Mia from the studio calling.
Connected.
"Sister Ling, something happened!" Mia said anxiously on the phone, "Manager Wang from Douyu Live Broadcasting Platform called, Sister Ling, your live broadcast account has been permanently banned."
"What? What did you say?" Martin almost jumped up, "When did it happen?"
"Just now."
Martin Ling immediately ran back to the villa to log in to her account. As expected, it showed that her account had been banned and she couldn't even log in; this was an ID she had spent countless efforts and energy to cultivate, and it was a tool for her survival, so she was naturally anxious.
"Mia, what did Manager Wang say? Why did they ban my account?"
"Manager Wang said that because our live broadcast was suspected of feudal superstition and was named by the authorities, it must be permanently banned, and he had no choice."
Ma Ling immediately went to check the room numbers of several supernatural live broadcasts she was familiar with. They were normal.
She said angrily: "He's farting. Wang Xiaoya and Guimen Laojiu's live broadcast rooms are more feudal and superstitious than mine. Why aren't their live broadcast rooms banned? I'll call him personally."
The call was answered quickly.
Faced with Ma Ding Ling's questioning, Manager Wang said cryptically: "Xiao Ling, you know, I was very optimistic about you. You are the anchor I am responsible for. You are so popular, why don't you give away the bonus that I am happy to commission?"
?You have offended someone, think about it carefully, my surname is Zhou."
Martin Ling understood this reminder.
It's Qin Ge's ex-girlfriend.
Martin Ling rushed to Qin Ge and said angrily and hatefully: "Your ex-girlfriend blocked my live broadcast account. I have no money to eat, so you have to support me."