Countryside Magic Doctor

Although not proficient, it's OK to deal with ordinary dialogue.

Shania opened her mouth and said, "Sir, what can I do for you? I'm Shania. I'm glad to serve you!"

"Then prepare a bunch of the flowers for me. Oh, no, prepare two, 99 flowers for each!" He Feng said with the a smile.

"99?"

Shania is obviously a little strange. He Feng is good. Why do you want 99? She can't understand the special meaning of Chinese people.

However, adhering to the principle that the customer is God, she was busy preparing flowers for He Feng, and soon a large handful of wrapped flowers were handed to He Feng.

Rolled up with colored silk, it seems that it is expensive.

But he Feng doesn't care about it. I'm kidding. Is he short of money? No shortage.

Moreover, the money spent was not his. He learned that he Feng came secretly and probably didn't bring any local money with him. When Li cunyuan and Zhou Huiying went out in the morning, they deliberately left several dozen money for He Feng.

And Li Weilie stole half of it.

He Feng didn't say anything in his eyes. Anyway, even if he played casually, he couldn't spend 100000 euros.

It's better to save some for Li cunyuan. Who makes him live a hard life.

The rich second generation of a billionaire's family has to live like a loser. Even reading an online novel has to read pirated ones. What a shame.

Not long after, the two bouquets of flowers were handed over to He Feng. He Feng looked at the two big bouquets of roses, smiled and nodded, and then said, "how much!"

"198 yuan!" the younger sister said with a smile. He Feng's face was like an ancient well, and his heart was full of surprise. It was too expensive. It was converted into soft sister paper, almost 20 yuan each.

But he didn't say anything. Money doesn't care.

He Feng turned into a pocket, that is, the space, took out a 500 denomination coin, put it on the table and said, "don't change it, the rest is your tip beauty!"

Then he turned and left.

"Thank you!" Shania nodded to He Feng in a hurry.

Because he Feng gave too much money and didn't tip as much as he bought. This is also a wonderful flower.

It's not that he Feng has less money, but that he has such a denomination in his pocket.

This is the smallest.

Moreover, if you let the money, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time and wind, but there is not so much time delay. Hundreds of billions of people every minute.

How can you care about this little money?

After turning around and leaving, wave your sleeves without taking away a cloud.

He Feng is not in the mood to soak in this ocean horse. It's almost 11:30 after looking at his eye watch. Two beautiful women are waiting to comfort themselves. How can he spend his time here?

That's not authentic.

Another burst of sour squeaks came. He Feng drove his sports car slowly away. Now maybe it's time to get off work. There are more cars on the road, and he Feng can't drag along at will.

And he doesn't have any racing hobbies.

In his opinion, this is pure death. When you step on the accelerator, your parents will raise you in vain.

So he drove slowly to the distance. Anyway, Liu Qingyan is not far from here. He can get back there before 12 o'clock.

Don't worry.

After all, the distance between the two is only two blocks.

It's only a few kilometers. Don't worry.

At last, he Feng found a parking space at will and stopped. Then he went straight to the building. To be honest, Liu Qingyan obviously didn't care about the western market.

Or no hope.

The investment is very small.

Such a big brand, natural powder.

I didn't buy a building as the headquarters, mainly because I'm a little petty. Moreover, even if I rent an office building, I don't need to rent this broken place in front of me.

In front of the customer service is an old building about 10 floors high. The external wall is hung with an installed elevator. The white paint on the wall has turned beige, and some places have turned black.

The wall skin also fell off a little.

It seems that some years, at least thirty or forty years.

However, he Feng didn't care about this. He went straight inside. Through the observation of spiritual consciousness, he could know that the natural powder was on the top floor, that is, the three floors of 80 and 90.

After walking straight in, the security guard at the door was unlucky to make an inventory of He Feng, because there were too many Chinese people in and out of the building, and there was a company run by Chinese people above.

So he Feng didn't encounter any security guards who didn't have eyes, so he inevitably lost an opportunity to pretend to be forced to face up and pretend to be a pig.

After entering the building, he Feng went straight along some dark corridors to the deep elevator entrance. He Feng couldn't help shaking at the sight of the elevator.

He suddenly remembered something.

It seems that something happened to him in the elevator last time, and he is also Liu Qingyan's company, so he Feng is inevitably worried when he looks at the old elevator.

But it didn't last long.

He went in directly, without hesitation, but hesitated for 0.001 seconds in his brain.

After entering, he Feng looked at the elevator environment. It was a little old. The stainless steel was full of psoriasis, pasted with advertisements that didn't know what to do, and some were more exposed.

Such upright gentlemen of He Feng are unavoidable to make complaints about "the wind and the sun are down!"

When the elevator stopped at the 8th floor, he Feng pressed it twice towards the 9th floor and the 10th floor, but it didn't work. At this time, he Feng suddenly noticed.

The original program of this elevator has been changed.

It turned out that the procedure leading to the 92nd floor was locked and could only be entered from another elevator next to it. This may be what Liu Qingyan said to prevent people from entering his company.

He Feng then walked out reluctantly.

After getting out of the elevator, he Feng planned to go to the other elevator opposite. Just after some investigation, he already knew that the structure here planned to take this internal elevator upstairs.

"Wait a minute, who are you?" but at this time, sitting at the desk beside the elevator, a Four Eyed sister at the front desk suddenly called He Feng. Asked.

"Eh, Chinese?" He Feng turned his head and said that what Four Eyed sister called herself was in Chinese. She didn't have to drag any English in front of her.

"Yes, and most of the people here are Chinese. They don't need to speak any English. Everyone can communicate!" the Four Eyed sister said to He Feng with a smile.

He Feng nodded, then looked at the four eyed girl and found that she looked good. After all, the front desk represented the image of a company and was ugly. How could it be done?

At least you have to pass.