How can you ascend to heaven when you are a star?

Chapter 259 Weird?

Old Mrs. Zhou looked at Yang Yuhong's face, then at her daughter's face, and began to compare them silently.

The people waiting in line to receive gifts could not see Yang Yuhong's face, but she was sitting opposite Yang Yuhong, so she could see it very clearly. Although her daughter was a few years younger than Yang Yuhong, when the two of them stood together, it was really hard to tell who was older.

She also remembered that when she saw Yang Yuhong some time ago, her skin was dull and her crow's feet were obvious, but today she looked quite good. Not only was her skin bright and shiny, but there were even fewer wrinkles on her face.

Could all this be related to that bottle of life essence?
She looked at the plastic bottle in the young man's hand and couldn't help feeling moved.

As people get older, they are bound to suffer from various illnesses. The slowdown in metabolism makes the body look like a machine with old parts and slow operation. In particular, the decline in immunity can easily lead to diseases if one is not careful. At the beginning of the year, the sudden drop in temperature caused insufficient blood supply to the brain, and I stayed in the hospital for more than half a month before returning home.

After that, I couldn't eat or sleep until the weather got warmer in April, and then I gradually got better.

Physical fitness?

Protect the liver and nourish the stomach?

Soothe the mind and help sleep?

Anti-aging and beauty?

Either one sounds tempting.

What's more, there's more to come!
How about giving it a try?
As for the safety of the medicine, she felt that even if Yang Yuhong had the courage, she would not dare to give poisonous medicine as a birthday gift, unless she did not want to stay in the capital anymore.

"Xiao Yang, you're so thoughtful and considerate of me, an old lady." Old Mrs. Zhou's face once again showed a kind smile. "Since it's a thoughtful gesture, I'll accept it. Siyi, give me the Essence of Life."

"Mom!" Zhou Siyi's face showed worry.

My father died early, and the reason why the Zhou family has been able to develop better and better over the years is all due to my mother's planning. If something happened to my mother, the Zhou family would be doomed.

"Mom..." The middle-aged man standing behind her leaned close to Mrs. Zhou's ear and whispered, "How about I take it for testing first? If the ingredients are really safe, you can drink it later."

When Mrs. Zhou heard what her second son said, she shook her head slightly.

Today is her birthday party, and there are hundreds of people here. If the medicine is really taken for testing and the news gets out, wouldn't it be a joke that Old Lady Zhou took the birthday gifts given by the guests for testing?
"What are you talking about? I've known Xiao Yang for so many years. How could she possibly harm me?" Mrs. Zhou said, looking at her youngest daughter. "Si Yi, why don't you take the Life Essence back from that young man?"

The people around were secretly shocked, and at the same time they felt admiration for Old Lady Zhou. She was worthy of being the helmsman of the Zhou family, and her courage was unparalleled.

Zhou Siyi didn't dare to contradict her mother in public, so she walked up to the young man, reached out and snatched the plastic bottle from his hand, and whispered, "If anything happens to my mother, I will never let you go."

Zhang Wen smiled after hearing this. Although he didn't say anything, his face was full of confidence, as if to say: Nothing can go wrong.

Old Mrs. Zhou took the plastic bottle handed to her by her daughter, unscrewed the lid without saying a word, tilted her head back slightly and drank it.

Huh?
Isn't it said to be made from a simmer of precious medicinal herbs? Why does it taste like sweet fruit? Shouldn't the medicinal broth be bitter?

And the medicinal residue inside tastes very good, like... like peaches.

The bottle was not big, but Mrs. Zhou still drank all the medicine in it in three times.

"Mom, how are you?" Zhou Siyi asked with concern.

"Not bad, it tastes delicious." Old Mrs. Zhou said with a smile.

Zhou Siyi was slightly startled. She took the empty bottle and put it in front of her nose to smell it. There was no irritating smell, but instead a fruity smell.

Could it be that Yang Yuhong would give a bottle of freshly squeezed juice as a birthday gift, pretending it was a miracle drug?
Considering the other party's wealth, it shouldn't be the case.

Zhou Siyi shook her head and stopped thinking about it. As long as her mother was fine, it was fine.

Yang Yuhong breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Old Lady Zhou drink the essence of life.

Just drink it, just drink it.

Only by drinking the essence of life can you experience its magical effects.

She did not stay here any longer, but left the backyard holding her brother's arm.

"Oh, it's all my fault. I didn't think it through." Yang Yuhong said in a low voice.

"Sister Hong, it has nothing to do with you. They're just inexperienced." Zhang Wen consoled her after hearing this. "Don't you think about it? If they really wanted to harm Old Madam Zhou, would they do it in front of so many people? How is that any different from suicide?"

Yang Yuhong thought about it and decided that according to her brother-in-law, it was indeed not her problem.

Zhang Wen continued to comfort the wealthy sister, "Sister Hong, I've finally figured it out. They're just vulgar people. In the future, it's better to give them something more vulgar as birthday gifts. They don't deserve high-end stuff like Life Essence. You can drink it yourself next time."

Yang Yuhong nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, brother, I'll listen to you."

Just as the two were about to return to the hall, a figure suddenly appeared from nowhere and stood in front of them.

Zhang Wen looked closely and saw that it was Sister Hong’s competitor, whose name seemed to be Xiao... That’s right, Xiao Feifei.

"Mr. Yang, I heard that the birthday gift you gave to Mr. Zhou was a bottle of medicine? You're really weird for giving medicine to someone on his birthday." Xiao Feifei said with a smile.

Her voice was very loud, as if she was afraid that people around her couldn't hear her, just like the villain in a cartoon. Zhang Wen was surprised when he heard it.

It turns out there are people who laugh like this.

Sure enough, art comes from life.

Seeing others pointing and criticizing her, Yang Yuhong's expression suddenly turned ugly. She then retorted, "I just hope that Mr. Zhou will be healthy and live a long life. What's wrong with that?"

"You wouldn't send it at ordinary times, but you have to send it at Mr. Zhou's birthday party. You are not here to celebrate his birthday, you are simply here to disgust people. It's because the Zhou family is kind-hearted. If it were me, I would have kicked you out long ago." Xiao Feifei said sarcastically.

Although she had walked away before, she had been secretly observing Yang Yuhong. Just now, she saw her delivering medicine to Mr. Zhou in the backyard and almost burst out laughing.

I thought the other party was carrying some precious treasure, but it turned out to be just a bottle of medicine. I was a little afraid of this business competitor, but now... I know without thinking that the other party is definitely out.

You should know that when Mrs. Zhou saw the painting by Wu Changshuo that she had given away, she pulled the old friends around her to appreciate it for a long time.

This alone is enough to ensure her victory.

"Auntie, don't laugh!" Zhang Wen pointed at the woman's face and said, "You've got wrinkles all over your face."

Xiao Feifei's expression froze, and she glared at him and said unhappily, "Who are you calling auntie?"

"I'm twenty-four, and you look to be over sixty, right? Isn't it wrong to call you auntie?" Zhang Wen blinked, looking like he was asking something he didn't understand.

"Who is over sixty? I'm only fifty today!" Xiao Feifei said with a grim face.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Zhang Wen said, shaking his head. "Let everyone see, do you and Sister Hong look the same age? I say there's a ten-year age difference, and no one would object, right?"

After saying that, he looked at the guests around him.

When everyone heard this, their eyes unconsciously fell on the faces of Yang Yuhong and Xiao Feifei. In fact, many people knew these two people, but they usually didn't pay much attention to the matter of age. Now, after hearing what this young man said, they really felt that Yang Yuhong looked younger than Xiao Feifei.

Of course, it is definitely an exaggeration to say that Xiao Feifei is in her sixties, but if Xiao Feifei is fifty, then Yang Yuhong looks to be in her early forties.

"Look, no one objects, everyone agrees with my opinion," said Zhang Wen.

"You..." Xiao Feifei was so angry that her face flushed and she wanted to curse, but when she thought about this being the Zhou family, she finally held back. She turned to look at Yang Yuhong and said, "Boss Yang, where did you find this pretty boy? Don't you think it's beneath your dignity to bring him here?"

"My brother is not a gigolo, he is a famous psychologist." Yang Yuhong said proudly.

"He is a psychologist? Has he graduated from college? Has his hair grown out?" Xiao Feifei's face was full of sarcasm after hearing this.

"Mr. Xiao, I've told you a long time ago to go to clubs less often and hang out with male models, and go home more often to read the news. My brother was even on the Beijing News yesterday." Yang Yuhong said.

"?"

Xiao Feifei was stunned when she heard this, and some sarcastic words were stuck in her throat.

Been on Beijing News?

You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, because you can tell whether it's true or not by just checking it online.

"Hmph, so what if he's a psychologist? He's just talk on paper. He's totally vulnerable in the face of the complex human heart in reality. He might just be a mystic and a swindler." Xiao Feifei said with a pout.

"Yeah, I remember now!" A middle-aged man in a suit and tie said, "This young man was indeed mentioned in last night's Beijing news. He was reportedly providing voluntary psychotherapy to children with emotional disorders in several special education schools, and has helped thousands of them overcome their emotional disorders."

"Huh? Now that you mention it, I remember that there was indeed such a report in the Beijing News last night. Yes, yes, it was him. I didn't recognize him because he changed his clothes."

"..."

Everyone started talking, and even the way they looked at Zhang Wen changed.

He is so loving and has real abilities. This young man instantly became more impressive.

Although Zhang Wen appeared calm on the surface, he was full of doubts in his heart.

You're on TV?

Don't know, absolutely don't know.

Thinking about how I was followed and filmed by reporters from Beijing TV for the past two days, it seems that this was the work of that female reporter.

Hey, why is it so difficult to do good things without leaving a name?
When Xiao Feifei heard the discussions of the people around her, her face turned red and white, and she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Just when people say that this person is a swindler, the next moment someone says that this person has helped thousands of children. Isn’t this a slap in the face?

"Talking is useless. Whoever can cooperate with the Zhou family will be the final winner!" Xiao Feifei said and left quickly, not wanting to stay here any longer.

Yang Yuhong looked at Xiao Feifei's back, turned around and said gratefully: "Brother, thank you for helping me out just now."

"Sister Hong, I'm being too polite. Besides, how can I just watch you being bullied? I would be an incompetent younger brother." Zhang Wen said seriously.

Yang Yuhong was extremely moved, and her emotional value was directly maximized.

"Brother, just because of what you said, I must find you a girlfriend here today!"

"Sister Hong, this is really not necessary."

"I will handle it!"

Without saying a word, Yang Yuhong immediately pulled her brother towards the hall.

At this moment, there are many more guests gathered in the hall than when Zhang Wen left, which means that there are many more young girls.

"what?"

Yang Yuhong looked around for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She strode up to a middle-aged, portly man and asked, "Boss Song, niece Yixin, when did you get here?"

When the fat man saw Yang Yuhong, he immediately turned around and said with a smile: "Boss Yang, you are here too. We just arrived."

The girl next to her, who was wearing a royal blue one-shoulder dress, said coquettishly, "Hello, Aunt Yang, you look younger and younger."

"Yixin's little mouth is still as sweet as ever." Yang Yuhong said, pulling Zhang Wen over. "Come, let me introduce you. This is my brother Zhang Wen, a famous psychologist and a very caring person."

Then he introduced Zhang Wen, "Brother, this is Mr. Song Zhengxiong, the boss of Deya Medical, and this beautiful girl is Mr. Song's daughter, Song Yixin. You two are about the same age, so you must have a lot of topics in common."

After saying that, he winked at Zhang Wen, as if to say: This girl is good, we must catch her.

Song Zhengxiong and Song Yixin, father and daughter, were stunned for a moment, but soon understood what Yang Yuhong meant, and began to look at Zhang Wen.

It stands to reason that in an occasion like today, one should include the name of the family company or the names of parents and elders when introducing oneself. On the one hand, it is to demonstrate strength, and on the other hand, it is to see if everyone knows them. If they do, then there will be a common topic.

A famous psychologist?
What kind of introduction is this?

"Zhang..." Song Zhengxiong didn't know how to address him for a moment. Judging from his age, he was about the same age as his daughter, but Yang Yuhong called him "brother", which made the generations a bit confusing. In the end, he could only look at Yang Yuhong and ask, "I wonder which family Mr. Zhang is from?"

"The surname is Zhang, so it must be the Zhang family." Yang Yuhong said.

"Which Zhang family? Is it Mr. Zhang from Guifu Jewelry, or Mr. Zhang from Chenhai Group?" Song Zhengxiong asked curiously.

"neither……"

Yang Yuhong wanted to say something but was interrupted by Zhang Wen.

"My family is ordinary. My parents disappeared after I was born. I currently work in an entertainment company and also run an art exam training institution and a psychological counseling center. If you need anything in these areas, you can come to me." Zhang Wen said politely. He did not feel inferior or timid because he was not a second-generation or third-generation rich.

On the contrary, he appeared confident and generous, with light in his eyes.

The Song family father and daughter were a little confused. He worked in an entertainment company and also did art exam training and psychological counseling. What on earth did this person do?

very messy.

Of course, one thing is certain, that is, this young man does not come from a wealthy family.

What do you mean?
Who am I looking down upon by introducing an ordinary person without parents to my daughter?

Loving?
Can love be eaten?
Thinking of this, the smile on Song Zhengxiong's face faded a little, and when he looked at Yang Yuhong, there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

……

(End of this chapter)