Medical Unparalleled

Xiao Yu called Fatty An over, and whispered something like this, saying that his girlfriend was originally surnamed Yu, because she looked very similar to the big star Sun Wenjing, and people often mistook her for flowers, asking for a photo and autograph , everywhere, Xiao Yu and that Miss Yu had some fun at first, but after a long time, they took the trouble to ask Fatty An to arrange another quieter place, so as not to disturb Xiao Yu and Miss Yu.

Fatty An nodded and said yes. After thinking about it, he found a gold member card of his store from the desk, wrote Yu Wenwen's name that Xiao Yu made up, called an employee over, and said, "Take this card. Send the gold card to the lady over there, and say that Mr. Xiao is waiting for her here."

The employee took the gold card, nodded and said yes, just turned around to leave, Fatty An called him back again, and said, "Go down, I'll do it myself,"

Fatty An was anxious to show himself in front of Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu's treatment was effective. Fatty An knew it well as the person concerned. Before Xiao Yu's treatment, Fatty An's little brother always drooped his head all day long. I can't lift my spirits, the main wife at home will urge Fatty An to pay the public rations every day, in the name of preventing Fatty An from raising a child, Fatty An's regular wife didn't even give birth to a fart, Fatty An can only find excuses to travel overtime or something , wandering around the three women besides his wife.

Everyone is at the age of wolves and tigers. Fatty An enjoys it, but Fatty An's little brother is a little tired of coping. After Xiao Yu's two treatments, Fatty An feels that his little brother has a tendency to look up again. It’s not what works. Think about my fat son in the future. When I go back and talk to my wife, my wife hastily agreed to suspend the night activities of Fatty An to pay the public rations. , gritted his teeth and agreed.

Fatty An's wife also told Fatty An by ear, please be sure to curry favor with Dr. Xiao, isn't it just 200 million, and you can earn it back after spending the money, and you can't even keep an incense stick, let alone 200 million, earn it Two hundred billion has another use.

It has to be said that the "golden and good words" of the ancestors that "there are three unfilial acts and no descendants are the greatest" have influenced countless generations of Chinese people.

Foreigners say, why earn money, live comfortably for yourself, so they would rather overdraw and take care of themselves first.

Chinese people are different. Why do Chinese people make money? For their sons. At least, if you ask a hundred people, 99% of them say it’s for their sons. Individual species that prefer the opposite sex too.

Fatty An thought of this, took back the gold card from the employee, and walked quickly to Sun Wenjing's side with small steps with a fat belly.

The man holding a large bouquet of flowers was still chattering: "Mr. Mei knew that the girl was back, so he asked me to..."

Sun Wenjing turned her head and looked out the window, but she was cursing in her heart, Xiao Yu, you little bastard, where did you die, and you won't come back for half an hour.

"I'm sorry sir, please step aside," Fatty An tried to be as polite as possible.

The man holding the flowers turned his head and cursed: "Which fucking onion are you, get out of here, and don't disturb me talking about things with Ms. Sun here,"

"This... I'm sorry, sir. I'm the owner of this shop. No loud noises are allowed in this shop, so if you're fine, you can get out," Fatty An said with a smile. , Then ignored the blue-faced strong man, leaned over and said to Sun Wenjing: "You are better than Miss Wenwen, this is a VIP gold card for you, some people are ignorant and offended, I will change your position for you See how, Mr. Xiao is waiting over there, "

Sun Wenjing was taken aback for a moment, and when Fatty An called herself Yu Wenwen, she almost burst out laughing, "You've got the wrong person" twitched around her lips, and then swallowed it back.

Because Sun Wenjing saw Xiao Yu who was looking at her with a smirk not far away.

"Okay, thank you," Sun Wenjing deliberately lowered her voice, and said with a smile when she passed the stunned man, "I think you really misunderstood the person, my name is Yu... Yu Wenwen, you didn't say it What Sun Wenjing, Miss Sun,"

"Impossible," the big man scratched his head, confused by Sun Wenjing and Fatty An's chorus. It's possible that he really admitted his mistake.

"Right, what did I say, there are a sea of ​​people who look alike in the world, and some people say that I look like the blood in the office building of the Yonghegong Building opposite, blood is not as handsome as me,," Fatty An pointed to the editorial office of the Novels.com, and said with a smile on his face.

"Indeed, blood pay is not as thin as you," the man looked at Fatty An, and said in a deep voice. The editorial department who watched it together said that there were so many beautiful women, and the man went to pick up girls twice. You have to graduate from junior high school to consider dating, which is indeed a bit difficult for a man who has not graduated from elementary school.

The man looked suspiciously at Sun Wenjing again, except that his voice was slightly different because of Sun Wenjing's deliberate suppression, his words and deeds were exactly that of the singer Sun Wenjing.

Fatty An's swearing expression easily fooled the men who committed crimes. When he walked out of the teahouse, Xiao Yu and Sun Wenjing laughed back and forth, making Fatty An confused and dizzy. Suddenly, Fatty An seemed to have caught something, and stammered and asked, "You...you...could it be that you are really Miss Sun Wenjing?"

Sun Wenjing smiled sweetly, like a blooming flower, Xiao Yu also laughed and said, "What do you think?"

This rhetorical question strengthened Fatty An's understanding that this girl is Sun Wenjing. He hurried back to the office and said, "Wait for me, wait for me..."

Xiao Yu thought to himself, what kind of fancy is this fat man?

Not long after, Fatty An ran back with a notebook in his hand, and presented it respectfully in front of Sun Wenjing.

Not a computer, but a paper notebook.

"Sign your name," Fatty An said with a smile, licking his face, "Miss Sun, please sign your name...my wife...no, my little wife is your 'mirror', senior fans, every concert must Yes, I went to South Korea a few days ago, I don’t know if Ms. Sun has any impressions.”

"Mirror," Xiao Yu couldn't understand the meaning of this word for the time being.

"You're screaming," Sun Wenjing said with a smile, "For example, your fans of Xiao Yu may call themselves 'raindrops, raindrops' or something, and Gordon's fans may call themselves 'stools'... Isn't this popular now? ,"

Chinese people have a rich vocabulary, but their associative power is very limited. They talk about it, nothing more than materializing the names of celebrities, and then carrying them on their backs to be proud of.

Sun Wenjing took the notebook, and signed it in a cursive style that she had practiced for many years. She didn't even know what it was written in. Anyway, it was all gaudy and messy. Everyone in China knows that what you don't understand is good.

After finally sending Fatty An away, the man who had just left with flowers in his hands ran back quickly, stared at Sun Wenjing for a long time, and suddenly said: "You are Sun Wenjing, you are not at all. Don't lie to me. Do you think I'm stupid? The car you usually ride in is still outside. I remember the license plate number. Don't try to fool me. Ms. Sun, our Young Master Mei also worked hard, you... "

For the first time, Xiao Yu didn't want to use force to solve the problem. If it was normal, he would have been beaten with a stick and thrown out. It was the first time that he wanted to solve the problem with his own IQ. Unfortunately, being a liar is not the material , A deceitful statement was full of loopholes, and was caught by that man.

The extended Lincoln was parked outside, and it stood out from the crowd, which was already very eye-catching. It was not surprising that this man could see this car.

Now that it’s installed, let’s just install it to the end. Xiao Yu smiled faintly and said, “We came here by bicycle, which is environmentally friendly and pollution-free. You must have read it wrong. How can there be any car that we usually ride in?”

Sun Wenjing also giggled, but didn't speak. In his opinion, watching his lover make fun of others is a very interesting thing.

"Lie to me," the man said loudly, walked to the window and pointed to the six-door Lincoln downstairs in the open-air parking lot and said, "That's not your car, you dare say it's not your car, you are Sun Wenjing, You must be Sun Wenjing, "

Xiao Yu secretly made a gesture, signaling Fatty An to prepare a second battle plan, and Fatty An nodded to show that he understood.

I saw Fatty An walking quickly to the door of the cafe, and greeted with a loud smile: "Miss Sun, go slowly, Miss Sun Wenjing, I still want to join the concert next time."

The few people sitting in the teahouse drinking tea were blocked by clumps of flowers and trees, so they couldn't see that Fatty An was talking to a cloud of air.

Fatty An nodded and bowed his head. He did a great job and looked like a servile servant.

Seeing Fatty An's contrived performance, Xiao Yu and Sun Wenjing almost burst out laughing.

Fortunately, the two finally held back.

The man was really fooled, and quickly chased after him, leaned over to Fatty An, tiptoed to look down, and asked anxiously with red eyes: "Where is it, where is Miss Sun?"

With an innocent expression on his face, Fatty An spread his hands and said, "Several bodyguards surrounded you just now, and they have already left."

"You fucking didn't say it earlier, it ruined my good deed," the man said cursingly, and the girl chased him out: "Miss Sun, Miss Sun, wait for me, I am here on behalf of Mr. Mei...Miss Sun ..."

"You are too bad," Sun Wenjing said to Xiao Yu with a smile.

Xiao Yu rubbed his nose and said with a smile: "It's the first time I've lied to someone, but it feels good, better than beating him up."

"Beat him, why?"

"Because he harassed you, silly girl," Xiao Yu said with a smile, patting Sun Wenjing's head.

Sun Wenjing lowered her head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised her head to look into Xiao Yu's eyes, and said word by word: "I don't want to be so concerned anymore, I am going to quit the showbiz,"