Chapter 186 Pharmacist [15] Jiang Ke, I really sympathize with you
In the end, Peng Ren agreed to take Mo Qing with him when he went to see Goblin.
Mo Qing got into Peng Ren's car.
As soon as he fastened his seat belt, Mo Qing's phone vibrated.
It's a message.
[Jiang Ke]:?
A question mark represents everything.
Standing on the balcony of the second floor, Jiang Ke never imagined that his chatty assistant would kidnap Mo Qing after chatting with her for a long time.
【Mo Qing】: Go to Goblin’s house with Peng Ren.
There was silence for a moment.
The message came back.
[Jiang Ke]: When will you come back?
【Mo Qing】: Evening.
[Mo Qing]: You can just order takeout, I won’t come back to eat.
"..."
Jiang Ke immediately wanted to deduct Peng Ren’s bonus.
However, when I thought about it, I realized that all of Peng Ren’s bonus had been deducted at the beginning of the year.
*
It wasn't until Peng Ren parked the car downstairs in a community that Mo Qing discovered that the trunk behind Peng Ren's car was full of nutritional supplements, fruits and snacks.
Mo Qing asked with conscience: "You prepared two bags of health care products for your Mr. Jiang, but so many for Goblin?"
"Master Jiang doesn't want to eat. It's a waste to give too much."
The reasons for Peng Ren are extremely valid.
Mo Qing frowned: "How do you know he doesn't eat?"
He took out the large and small bags from the trunk and said vigorously: "We, Mr. Jiang, seem to only need three meals a day, and generally don't eat anything else."
"..."
That's to maintain an image in front of you.
Mo Qing wondered if Jiang Ke would be staying in the study at this moment, secretly taking out the dried fish hidden in some secret compartment, tearing it open and eating it happily.
——Jiang Ke, who was reading in the study, felt his nose was a little itchy and had the urge to sneeze.
Goblin rents a house alone.
I rented a one-bedroom, one-living room in an old community on the third floor. There was no elevator. The community was old, and the handrails on the stairs were rusty. The outer shell was coated with paint. I pulled it with my hand and it slid down.
Peng Ren's hands were full of things, and Mo Qing helped carry two bags.
Arriving at a certain house on the third floor, Mo Qing looked around and didn't see the doorbell, so he knocked on the door with his hand.
The sound of slippers hitting the floor soon came from inside.
"Come--"
When the door opened, Goblin smiled, but when he saw Mo Qing, he froze.
He looked at Mo Qing and then at Peng Ren.
Why did these two come together?
The style of painting is wrong.
Mo Qing saw Goblin froze on the spot and raised his eyebrows: "Are you stupid?"
Goblin coughed lightly, raised his hand to rub the tip of his nose, and stepped back: "You two, come in and get your shoes."
"Gogo, help me!"
Peng Ren carried so many things in his hand that he couldn't even squeeze through the door.
Goblin had just been focused on Mo Qing and didn't pay attention. When he saw the big and small bags in Peng Ren's hand, he couldn't help but feel a headache and hurried over to take the things.
He picked it up twice.
The living room, which was not originally spacious, suddenly swallowed up a lot of space due to the bulk of things.
Goblin was a little curious: "Why are you two here together?"
"I met Mr. Jiang at his house." Peng Ren explained, "I heard that I was coming, so I came along."
"..."
Goblin, who was pouring water, shook his hand and almost smashed the water glass.
He swallowed, turned back stiffly, and asked in a trembling voice: "What did you call her?"
"Qingqing." Peng Ren didn't notice it, narrowed his eyes with a smile, raised his hand and patted Goblin on the shoulder, "Qingqing is right. You don't have to be so polite, you will get used to it just by shouting."
"..."
Goblin was roaring in his heart.
——Who is familiar with you?
——Do you know who that person is?
——She can kill you with just a flick of her finger. Can you cherish your life?
Peng Ren, a magical person who is always on the heads of the big guys, but has never been hurt by it, is fearless.
Mo Qing, who had changed into slippers, passed behind Goblin and said, "Goge, pour me a glass of lemonade."
As soon as Goblin heard the word "Gogo" uttered from Mo Qing's mouth, he felt the death's scythe rubbing against his neck. His whole body tensed up and his back felt cold.
He said stiffly: "No lemonade, just plain water."
Peng Ren immediately jumped up and said: "I have it! I bought lemons!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Peng Ren ran to dig through the fruits he brought.
"Can you call me more seriously?" Goblin walked up to Mo Qing who was wandering around the room, raised his hand and touched his neck, lowering his voice to remind.
"Ge Ge." Mo Qing looked around the room and said nonchalantly, "It sounds great, isn't it?"
Goblin's muscles all over his body were stiff: "Let me go."
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Don't like it?"
"..."
Goblin is smiling but not smiling.
This is not something he likes or dislikes.
If Mo Qing called him that at the Eighth Base another day and Hoss heard it, Hoss would definitely have him write an 18 million-word self-reflection and try to educate him.
Seeing that Goblin was disgusted enough, Mo Qing said slowly: "Okay."
She was feeling exactly like Goblin when she was in Pengren's car just now.
However, it is impossible to use this method to disgust Peng Ren, and Peng Ren will become complacent instead.
Mo Qing had no choice but to attack Goblin.
Who told Goblin to have a good relationship with Pengren?
*
Half an hour later, the atmosphere in the living room was a little awkward.
Mo Qing turned on the TV and was watching Si Sheng's drama.
Goblin and Peng Ren made an appointment to play games, but because of Mo Qing's appearance, they could only stay with Mo Qing in the living room, but——
What the hell is this TV shot on?
Is Mo Qing’s aesthetic poisonous?
What on earth is she looking for in this show?
Peng Ren looked at it for a while, hugged the pillow, huddled in the corner and fell asleep.
Goblin moved and moved, moved to Mo Qing's side, and asked: "You don't usually watch dramas, right?"
"Don't look."
"Would you like me to recommend some dramas to you?"
"don't want."
"Better looking than this."
"Don't look."
Goblin was desperate. He really couldn't figure it out: "Why on earth do you want to watch this show?"
"The heroine is beautiful."
"..."
Goblin was speechless and choked.
Soon, Goblin glanced at Peng Ren, who was already sleeping soundly, and continued to lower his voice: "You came to my place specifically to watch a drama?"
"No."
Goblin's heart tightened: "That's..."
"Come to see you."
"..."
At this time, you can't stop joking!
Mo Qing stared at the screen and continued: "Care about the lives of your subordinates."
Goblin murmured in a low voice: "I haven't heard that Jiang Ke went to Pengren's house to hang out."
This was still heard by Mo, who replied: "Maybe he is not a competent leader."
"..."
You must not let Jiang Ke hear this.
"What are your plans?" Mo Qing suddenly asked.
"..."
Goblin remained silent.
Seeing his delay in answering, Mo Qing tilted his head in confusion.
So Goblin bit the bullet and said: "Play a game."
After Mo listened, he said "Oh" and said casually: "Then you two go ahead."
Goblin, who was prepared to be criticized for "losing one's ambition by playing with things," inevitably found it strange when he heard Mo Qing's words.
Back in Qingqiao Town, didn't Mo Qing still hope that he would find something to do?
"By the way," Mo Qing paused, "Has Hos approved the task you want?"
"Approved."
"What mission?"
"...playing games."
Mo Qing's eyes turned around faintly.
Goblin explained: "The system detected that a boy was addicted to games and had huge psychological problems. The mission hoped that we could save this boy. But we did not provide any information about the boy, only a game account. I wanted to establish a relationship with him through the game.
Let’s get in touch. Peng Ren is coming over just in time, and we can play together.”
"Yeah." Mo Qing stopped asking and just said, "Go ahead."
Goblin breathed a sigh of relief.
Since Mo Qing became a minister, every time he talks about "work", Mo Qing's aura becomes different.
Once Goblin was a little more relaxed, he would feel nervous and guilty when he was in front of Mo Qing.
With Mo Qing's consent, Goblin woke up Peng Ren.
"Have you eaten?"
Peng Ren suddenly sat up and raised his hand to rub his eyes with sleepy eyes.
She has short, soft hair, which is messy from sleeping and tangled in random directions.
Goblin asked: "Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry yet." Peng Ren rubbed his stomach, "But I can have some snacks."
"Then you bring some snacks and we will play games." Goblin said.
"Where's Qingqing?" Peng Ren looked at Mo Qing.
Hearing this title again, Goblin said a little manically: "She watches TV."
"Okay." Peng Ren yawned, nodded, and stood up holding the pillow. At the same time, he didn't forget to tell Mo Qing, "Qingqing can call us anytime if anything happens—"
Before Peng Ren could finish speaking, Goblin forcibly snatched Peng Ren away.
As everyone knows, as soon as Peng Ren left, Mo Qing also breathed a sigh of relief.
The two went to the bedroom to play games.
Mo Qing took out his cell phone and sent a message to Jiang Ke.
