Lao Sun just had an operation today when he received a call from an old friend: "Lao Sun, what is the most effective way to relieve menstrual pain?"
He asked seriously. Lao Sun blinked and looked confused, "Say it again."
The man on the other end of the phone was partly cold and partly abstinent, and he repeated it patiently.
Lao Sun understood. He smiled playfully: "Is there a possibility that I am a surgeon, not a gynecologist?"
"...all are doctors."
Lao Sun laughed heartily and said, "You are in a good mood."
"If brown sugar water doesn't work, use wine. Pour half a bottle of wine into the water and soak your feet for half an hour."
Fu Shiyan really believed it and frowned slightly: "What kind of wine is okay?"
"The higher the alcohol concentration, the better, trust me."
Fu Shiyan received the letter.
Jiang Shu, who had probably guessed the purpose here, had a headache. As a woman, she had never heard of this method before.
But she didn't dare to reject it, so she could only hold her stomach and soak for half an hour.
Fu Shiyan was sitting on the balcony doing business on the computer. Finally, he raised his wrist to look at his watch and walked into the room: "Are you feeling better?"
not at all.
Jiang Shu stood up, poured out the water in the basin, and opened the window for ventilation. The smell of alcohol filled the whole room.
She asked: "What kind of wine did you pour?"
She doesn't have much knowledge, but from the smell of this wine, it must be expensive.
He used it to...soak her feet.
Fu Shiyan didn't answer. He stood there and looked at the place where she sat.
Jiang Shu looked over, his eyes pierced, he exclaimed, and ran over to block his sight, "I, I didn't mean it!"
On the bed sheet, a "little red flower" suddenly bloomed.
Jiang Shu's face turned even redder. Jiang Shu was annoyed when he saw the corners of the man's mouth curl up in a nice smile, as if he was teasing.
"Don't look!" Jiang Shu's head got hot and he reached out to cover his eyes, "You are so annoying!"
The man smiled and paused, then grabbed her wrist, held it down with his backhand, and pushed her straight onto the bed.
He kissed her lips, kissing her lips as hard as he could, completely ignoring her shyness.
In the end, she shrank in his arms, her eyes filled with water, full of fear from today.
The man's low and hoarse voice said in her ear: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's all over. I'm here, don't cry."
Jiang Shu's heart skipped a beat, tears slipped into his hair and disappeared without a trace.
The smell of alcohol in the air is intoxicating.
After the auction ended, Jiang Shu and Fu Shiyan returned to Mingyuan together, and soon, the news of the surname Hu also came out.
Jiang Shu had a hunch that his end would not be any better, because Fu Shiyan's secretary had recently been poached by various big shots to find another job, and the promised salary was sky-high, just because his efficiency as a deputy was at its peak. Such a sincere and talented person
Who wouldn’t want an assistant?
In just one night, the notice about Hu's surname came out. If it goes faster, the news about his dismissal will probably be seen on today's evening news.
As soon as Jiang Shu was taken away, the evidence of his corruption was presented overnight without any mercy. It was a special period. He was directly caught as a typical example and will spend the rest of his life in prison.
Everyone is well aware of this kind of gray area matter, and no one would expose it to make enemies. But now looking at the intensity of this exposure, it seems that there is a sworn hatred, so everyone knows that it has offended someone.
Such a big thing was enough to stir up a wide range of topics, and it was impossible to hide it. But one night, everyone knew that Fu Shiyan had done it.