Chapter 770 Encountered a Profiteer
Li Tingshen carried Ye Qingqiu to the hospital bed, her head was swinging in his arms without any support, and she didn't have the slightest vital signs...
Doctors came in one after another, but Li Tingshen seemed to have calmed down completely.
With a gloomy face, he stood by the bed without saying a word, his eyes staring at every movement of the doctors sullenly.
Xiao Chu stood aside, watching from time to time that the drip holder in his hand was pinched and deformed.
Pursing his lips, he looked at the woman on the bed through the corner of his eyes, and the shock in his heart still couldn't dissipate.
"Go and clean the apartment in the Imperial Palace."
After a long time, Li Tingshen's voice sounded slowly, somewhat hoarse.
Xiao Chu straightened up, responded in a low voice, turned and left. -
With inconvenient legs and feet, Shen Fanxing still accepted a few interviews.
Because they are all sitting, so the impact is not great.
After returning to the office in a hurry, he packed his things and planned to go back to the company, so he casually picked up the mobile phone on the desk.
Opened it and glanced at it casually, but found that there were more than 50 phone calls, text messages, V letters, mailboxes...almost all the communication devices she could use had been rounded up.
And unified, all from the same contact.
"Xing Xing, you lied to me."
"Xing Xing, who do you want to be engaged to?"
"Xingxing, I'm going to send you the code."
"Xingxing, you wait."
Shen Fanxing stroked his forehead helplessly, why is this man so idle now?
Throwing the phone into the bag, Shen Fanxing asked the assistant to take her home.
Because the recent work is too busy, even if she gets a leg, there is no way to stop working.
It was just a slight sprain, and it was almost healed in two days.
Bao Jingchuan only called her when he arrived in Hong Kong, and he never called her again in the next few days.
She was a little afraid to take the initiative to call him.
Before he left, he told the old man that he was sick. If Bao Jingchuan was in the ward when she called, wouldn't it disturb the old man's rest?
Occasionally send a message, and then take a long time to get a simple reply.
Shen Fanxing felt a faint uneasiness in his heart. When he asked Bao Jingchuan questions, he always answered them calmly.
The new product "Firebird" is officially launched today, and Bao Jingchuan has arranged everything from the very beginning.
On the first day of sale, the mall was full.
Finished products are in short supply.
Seeing this posture, Shen Fanxing made a decisive decision and continued to produce the next batch.
The success of "Firebird" is unprecedented, and the interviews of various famous fashion magazines are all over the world.
For a time, Star almost became the vane of the entire fashion industry.
From her designs, to her stories, and finally even her dressing, she has become a benchmark in the fashion circle.
However, they all lack the charm of her body.
Someone even made a replica of the dress she wore to the award show, only to be unable to actually pull off the dress at all.
The appearance is still beautiful, but it is still not right, it feels too bad.
Also because of the behavior of severely reprimanding Shen Qianrou at the awards ceremony, she gained a lot of nicknames.
Among them, the one that has been called the most is "slapping the devil in the face".
For this title, Shen Fanxing just laughed it off.
I am often used to being called "witch" by Chu Yi. -
When his feet were just right, Shen Fanxing went to Mrs. Bo's.
I don't know if she knows the news of her husband's illness, but when Shen Fanxing saw her, she still smiled amiably.
Hold her hand tightly.
"Look at our busy people, have you been exhausted for the past two days?"
Shen Fanxing pushed the old lady to bask in the sun in the yard. The autumn air was crisp and comfortable.
"It's okay, I'm used to it, and I don't feel too busy. Grandma... is it okay?"
"Okay, very good, it would be better if you guys come to see me more times." Mrs. Bo smiled, and then suddenly said:
"Anyway, Jing Chuan is not here, so you can stay with me for a few days."
Shen Fanxing was a little surprised. It turned out that the old lady knew what happened in Hong Kong.
There is nothing wrong with this proposal, Shen Fanxing smiled and nodded, "Okay, I will live here with grandma."
"Oh, by the way, take my second grandson's daughter-in-law, and the little doll beside her. Aren't you and Jing Chuan getting engaged soon? Ask her to help you look at clothes, jewelry, etc. You are young People have a common language, and I have a common language with Xiaowa!"
Shen Fanxing was sitting next to him, peeling oranges for the old lady. Hearing what the old lady said, he felt normal, but at the same time felt that something was wrong.
Handing the peeled orange to the old lady, Shen Fanxing said, "I'll say hello to Sang Yu later."
"Hmm....Drink, this orange is a bit sour!"
The old lady Bo let out a low cry, her tightly wrinkled facial features explained that the oranges are really not ordinary sour.
The whole body was so sore and trembling, it was so cute and tight on the old lady, Shen Fanxing couldn't help but chuckled softly.
It took a long time to recover, and the old lady Bo took out a handkerchief and wiped her eyes.
"Tears are sour. Is this an orange or a lime? It's so sour! Lai Rong, Lai Rong..."
Housekeeper Lai Rong hurried out after hearing the words, "What's the matter, what's the matter? Old lady?"
The old lady Bo broke off an ordinary orange with a smile, and raised her hand to Lai Rong's mouth.
"Come, come, eat oranges."
After so many years of companionship, the two old people have long been regardless of you and me. Looking at the orange that the old lady stretched out, they bent over and opened their mouths to eat it without thinking.
Shen Fanxing didn't even have a chance to wink at her.
One bite.
"Yo..."
The facial features were tightly wrinkled together, and the wrinkled face was really wrinkled like a bun.
The old lady Bo laughed happily, and Shen Fanxing couldn't help laughing either.
Grandma Bo is really too cute.
She actually enjoyed playing such a childish little trick.
Butler Lai Rong swallowed the orange almost whole.
Wiping away the sour tears with the back of his hand, "Old lady, you are playing tricks again!"
The old lady Bo smiled happily, "Who asked you to buy such sour oranges?"
Lai Rong blinked suspiciously, "I didn't buy oranges?"
"Huh? Then who bought this?"
Shen Fanxing smiled awkwardly beside him, "I bought it..."
Old lady Bo and Lai Rong turned their heads to look at her at the same time.
The old lady Bo gave her an annoyed look, "Okay, so you deliberately played tricks on the two of us."
Shen Fanxing waved his hands quickly, a little dumbfounded.
"No, really not! I tasted it on purpose! I may have been tricked by the boss, who made me taste a very sweet orange on purpose, just to sell it! Grandma, I met a profiteer this time."
[Forty chapters. There should be at least ten chapters tomorrow morning. It’s cool to leave a recommendation ticket and a monthly ticket. If you don’t want to give it, don’t force it, and don’t leave a message. Recently, I was dizzy in the book review area. I have completely lost my patience in deleting, deleting, and modifying the book review area. Please put yourself in another place. The opinion is so big, write it yourself. I'm not a clay figurine either. It's not right for some people to say a few angry words. You are only allowed to have a temper, and I have to let you handle it? I didn't force you to force me to read you. While I am writing for you to read, I am still being complained by you, and you step on me when you are upset. I don’t want to be angry with you, rather than wanting your few dollars, understand? Soy sauce~~]