Song Sanxi maintained her usual gentleness and smile.
The sound is still so magnetic.
Lin Luojiao next to her listened, and her ears were numb.
Su Yourong's voice was a little cold, "I just ate, how about you?"
"I'm eating at home!"
"Oh..." Su Yourong was silent for a while, "Okay, I just want to ask, do you need my help with cooking for lunch?"
"No, no, it's enough to have Auntie Lin's help. If you are free, just pick up the children and Youxin."
"Okay, I'll pick them up, you're busy..."
Su Yourong hung up the phone.
Song Sanxi felt it.
Something's wrong with her again!
I just heard that I was having breakfast at home, and I guessed that Auntie Lin was there, so I didn’t say anything.
This woman is becoming more and more interesting.
Careful, calm, and thoughtful.
Next to her, Lin Luojiao could tell there was a problem.
She said carefully: "Sister Yourong, is there something wrong?"
Song Sanxi smiled, secretly feeling that she was quite sensitive.
On the surface, he said: "What can happen? My eldest sister is going to the provincial capital this afternoon to wait for delivery. The children will also come back for lunch, and the family will be a little busy. It's normal for Yourong to call back and check on me!"
"Haha, that's true..."
Lin Luojiao smiled and nodded, but she didn't think so in her heart.
People who pay attention to details can always find something easily.
After the meal, Song Sanxi tidied up and went to the district office building.
What you promised Qian Yonghong must be done.
It was only 7:40 in the morning when we got there.
Zhang Hongsong is also proactive. He has been waiting at the gate for a long time and is smoking cigarettes and bragging with the security guard!
When Song San's car arrived, Zhang Hongsong immediately came out with a smile.
There was no need for a security guard to direct the vehicle. He personally acted as a security guard and guided Song Sanxi to park the car.
After all, the yard where the office building is located is still a bit small and there are many cars.
When the two met, Zhang Hongsong's good smoke started to rise.
Then he led Song Sanxi to his office to sit down and drink tea.
Zhang Hongsong said that at seven o'clock in the morning, he contacted Chen Bingqian and told her that Song Sanxi wanted to see her about Xiaoqiang. He also introduced the relevant situation of Song Sanxi, especially his medical skills!
Zhang Hongsong said that Chen Bingqian didn't say anything and seemed quite interested, especially in Song Sanxi's medical skills, so he agreed to meet her at work.
Song Sanxi smiled and said: "Brother Song, thank you. With your matchmaking, things will be much easier to handle. However, from what I learned from Qian Yonghong, this Chen Bingfu has a bit of a weird temperament. She has a feeling for my medical skills.
Interested, do you have any medical needs?"
Zhang Hongsong was stunned for a moment, "Well... maybe, maybe? Haha, anyway, she will be in the office at 8:30, and she will notify us when she arrives. By then, won't it be clear?"
Song Sanxi nodded and took a sip of tea.
Zhang Hongsong remembered something, "Oh, by the way, Brothers Sanxi!"
"What?"
"Your construction land and the approval and approval of Nanhai District are all handled directly by Sister Qian. She happens to be in charge of this area. It is also a kind of fate. When she answered the phone, she also mentioned this
Yes, I think you are really capable of doing things."
"Oh, really? That's a good thing..."
"yes……"
"..."
Not long after, Chen Bingqian called.
Zhang Hongsong set off immediately and took Song Sanxi to her office.
Not long after, I knocked on the office door, and the beauty in front of me was eye-catching.
Black small waisted suit and white small open collar shirt as base.
Standing by the window, with his back to the door, he was looking at the river not far outside the window.
The back, tall and plump, has undulating lines.
A thirty-four-year-old woman has a unique sense of maturity that is admirable.
In the air, the elegant fragrance shows a bit of style.
When Chen Bingqian got up in the morning, she also called Qian Yonghong, but her phone was turned off.
On my way to work just now, I made a phone call to the kindergarten.
It was said there that Xiaoqiang didn't come and his father asked for leave and said he wanted to spend time with him.
Chen Bingqian was a little sulky.
At this time, he was still alive.
However, when Zhang Hongsong led Song Sanxi in, she still turned around.
That cold face has its own aura, and he has the air of being the deputy district president.
Song Sanxi had to admit that this old money's ex-wife was really pretty!
Wearing light makeup, just right.
The skin appears as white as jade, clean and delicate.
The eyebrows are long and stylish.
Although she has single eyelids, her eyes have a deep and hazy beauty.
With a straight bridge of nose and red and thick lips.
This life is full of wealth and honor!
Hi Godfather, he is also proficient in the study of Fengshui physiognomy.
On the spot, he couldn't help but smile and said: "President Chen has such a good face! I'm afraid that this year, he will be promoted!"
Zhang Hongsong was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Song Sanxi could also read faces?
Chen Bingqian was also slightly stunned, but her cold and majestic face still had a slight smile on it.
Although she has no promotion plans this year, nice words are never too nice!
"Kongsong, is this Song Sanxi? Mr. Song, who has made great contributions to the economic development of our district?"
Zhang Hongsong nodded quickly and introduced again.
Song Sanxi was also polite and shook hands with Chen Bingqian.
The three of them sat down, and Chen Bingqian's female secretary poured tea.
Song Sanxi is polite, handsome and elegant, and his voice is magnetic and ear-washing.
In addition, the real estate company, Highland International Branch, film and television, and ecological agriculture he runs are all important parts of the economic development indicators of Nanhai District. He is a person who has made contributions.
Therefore, the first impression I gave Chen Bingqian was really not bad.
When Chen Bingqian was about to talk about the matter straight to the point, Song Sanxi had already opened her mouth and said:
"District President Chen, we are not outsiders. Secretary Hongsong and I were classmates in junior high school. I also have a deep relationship with the Zhang family. I believe you know something about it, right?"
Chen Bingqian nodded, "Well, yes. I heard from Hong Song that it was you who brought Uncle Zhang back from the brink of death!"
"Haha, that's all a trivial matter. However, before I come to talk to you today, I want to talk about your health problems first. To put it bluntly, District Manager Chen is sick!"
On the spot, Zhang Hongsong was stunned.
He looked at Chen Bingqian's face and couldn't help but smile: "Hey, brother Sanxi, what are you talking about? Sister Qian looks so good, what could be wrong with her?"
Chen Bingqian was stunned for a moment, shocked, but actually very interested.
"Oh? Mr. Song, tell me, what's wrong with me?"
Song Sanxi raised her finger, very elegant and unrestrained, "First, you have chronic gastritis. I'm afraid you have had it for several years, but it has never been cured; secondly..."
After a pause, he glanced at Zhang Hongsong and then said, "Brother Song, how about you step aside?"
"This..." Zhang Hongsong was confused.
Chen Bingqian was shocked, "I didn't expect that Mr. Song was so powerful that he actually saw that I had gastritis. How did you make that conclusion? You are not a good surgeon, this is Western medicine!"
Song Sanxi smiled and said: "To be honest, I am also proficient in traditional Chinese medicine. I know all about it. It is complicated to say, but to put it simply, patients with chronic gastritis have unique characteristics in their complexion and body shape. I can see it.