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Chapter 736 Allergic to roses?

"Oh, sweet joy." Not far away, that slender figure hid behind a big tree, cursing secretly, "I want you to go to hell!"

Just when they thought happiness was coming, danger was also approaching!

"Mr. Chen, we won't waste your personal time, Miss Qiao is still waiting for you."

Secretary Zhao discovered before that if you tout Ye Xichen's ability, he won't take it.

But if you bless Ye Xichen and his girlfriend Qiao Lian, no matter how common and sweet the words are, he will like to hear them!
Secretary Zhao's wonderful eloquence performance left the little assistant dumbfounded.

While the little assistant was in a daze, Secretary Zhao dragged him away quickly.

"Secretary Zhao, you are so powerful, you dare to change the pink roses into red roses, and you haven't been scolded yet!"

"Tsk, this is called ingenuity, you should learn from it later."

"Yes, yes, I will follow Secretary Zhao to learn from you."

The little assistant was so knowledgeable, which made Secretary Zhao happy.

Secretary Zhao waved his hand and took the little assistant to eat delicious food.

"Let's go, I, Lao Zhao, are happy today, and I treat guests to dinner."

"Thank you Secretary Zhao."

Secretary Zhao and the assistant were praised by the boss, and happily decided to go out to the hot pot restaurant for a meal together.

But as soon as he walked to the door of the hot pot restaurant, Secretary Zhao felt his hands start to itch.

At first he didn't care, and still ordered hot pot with his little assistant.

"Let me tell you, our boss doesn't show his emotions when he talks and does things. It's hard to guess what he wants, but I know his weakness, which is..."

"Who?"

"Tsk, of course it's Miss Qiao!"

"As the saying goes, a hero is saddened by a beauty. It seems that our wise and wise Mr. Chen can't escape this disaster."

"That's right."

Secretary Zhao smiled, picked up the wine glass and stretched out his hand, but the next second, both he and the assistant's eyes widened in surprise.

At some point, red dots appeared on his palms and wrists.

"What's going on..." Secretary Zhao's heart beat faster, pointing to the hot pot with red soup and said: "Could it be that there is something wrong with the hot pot!"

"But I'm doing well." The little assistant stretched out her hand to show him, it was still white and tender.

"Secretary Zhao, did you encounter something dirty?"

"I only touched those 99 roses this afternoon..."

"Are you allergic to roses?"

"I really don't know that."

The two struggled for a few words, and Secretary Zhao's hands gradually began to itch.

The two hurriedly checked out and rushed to the hospital. The dermatologist checked and said it looked like an allergy.

After Secretary Zhao got out of the hospital, he lost his previous excitement, "I'm so unlucky, I was scared to death because of that bouquet of flowers, but I'm still allergic."

"Secretary Zhao, you have to be careful in the future. If you have to send flowers again, leave it to me."

"You kid is smart enough, okay, for the sake of our destiny, I will teach you well in the future."

"Thank you Secretary Zhao."

After listening to the doctor's words, Secretary Zhao really thought that he was allergic to roses, so he kept it firmly in mind, and rubbed his hands according to the medicine given by the doctor, and the itching gradually stopped.

Since it is his allergy, it is not a problem with roses over there, and it is safe to come to the boss's place.

When Ye Xichen got the flowers, he didn't hold them all the time, so he drove to the apartment to pick them up.

When he saw the well-dressed Ye Weiyi coming out of the apartment, the corners of his mouth raised, and he took out the roses in the car and gave them to her.

(End of this chapter)