Xiao Yun was excited, waved his hands and said: "Nothing, nothing, I...I think you are very beautiful today, Miss Second!"
Lin Qiaoqiao's face instantly turned red, and she raised her hand to slap her again.
Seeing this, Xiao Yun quickly stepped aside and said angrily: "I can't even praise you, you have such a bad temper! I'm serious, how about I prescribe two doses of medicine for you to take? If you continue like this,
You’re afraid you’re going to enter menopause early!”
"You!" Lin Qiaoqiao, the boss with a pair of beautiful eyes, stepped forward and grabbed his arm and ordered: "Don't move! If you dare to move, I will make you lose your job!"
When Xiao Yun heard this, he immediately straightened his back and sat upright.
"Snapped!"
A loud slap hit his face steadily.
"Hmph! This is called the power of money, do you understand?" Lin Qiaoqiao waved her jade hand and looked at Xiao Yun with a playful face.
After saying that, she ignored Xiao Yun, who looked resentful, took out a black card from the small sheepskin bag, stuffed it directly into Xiao Yun's hand, and said condescendingly: "Here, this is for you."
Her arrogant tone sounded like she was rewarding a beggar on the roadside.
Xiao Yun made a secret sound, rubbed his face, picked up the black card and took a look.
The card was completely black, with a gold rim around it. In the dim bar, it seemed to be shining with a faint golden light.
There is only a series of numbers in the center of the card: a101.
"What is this?" Xiao Yun asked doubtfully.
Lin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes and said contemptuously: "You don't even know the key? Xiao Yun, where did you come from?"
"Key?!" Xiao Yun looked at the black card in his hand carefully in surprise.
At the bottom of the card, there is a line of small words written: Jinyu Real Estate.
Jinyu Real Estate, the largest real estate company in Zhongyang City, is affiliated with the Lin Group. It focuses on high-end residential properties and develops mostly villas or small houses.
Lin Qiaoqiao picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said: "The house is not far from the hospital where you work. It is a small single-family house."
Xiao Yun stared blankly at the card in his hand, and was shocked. He quickly shook his head and said: "Second Miss, this house is so nice... I, how can I afford it..."
Seeing Xiao Yun's mouth opened wide and stunned, Lin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes.
"My dad gave this to you, not me. I wouldn't be as stingy as him and give away such a bad house to others, hum!"
Xiao Yun was immediately speechless.
Is a small single-family house still bad?
I really can’t understand the world of rich people!
"Your dad...why did he suddenly give me a bungalow?" Xiao Yun scratched his head in confusion.
Lin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes in displeasure: "How do I know?"
Xiao Yun glanced at her proud upper body and secretly complained in his heart: "Big breasts but no brains."
"Oh, by the way, Dad also said that he would like to invite you to the cocktail party the day after tomorrow." As she said that, Lin Qiaoqiao took out an exquisite invitation letter from her sheepskin bag and handed it to Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun looked at the invitation in his hand and pondered for a moment.
This afternoon, the TV station just reported that I was cured of diabetes. In the evening, the second young lady of the Lin family immediately sent me a cocktail invitation in person.
Not only that, but he also generously gave away a small single-family house!
Although he did not appear in front of the media, if the Lin family wanted to investigate, they could find out in minutes that the so-called "Miracle Doctor Xiao" was actually Xiao Yun.
Could it be that Lin Yucheng, a businessman, wanted to win over him?
at this time.
Suddenly a joking voice came from Xiao Yun's ear: "Yo yo yo, isn't this my old classmate Xiao Yun?"
The person who spoke was a man with a short crew cut and a white shirt. He was about the same age as Xiao Yun, and his face was full of contempt and ridicule.
It was as if the person he met was not an old classmate but a waste.
Xiao Yun turned around and frowned slightly.
The young man in front of me is Xiao Yun's high school classmate, Zhang Qiang.
When his mother sent him to the city to study in high school, Zhang Qiang often took the lead in teasing him, saying that he was a country bumpkin and bullied him frequently.
He even called him a wild boy without a father in front of the whole class.
Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence that the two met here more than ten years later.
Zhang Qiang raised his head arrogantly, walked slowly to Xiao Yun holding a wine glass, and looked him up and down mockingly: "What? Don't you remember me?"
"Xiao Yun, who is he?" Lin Qiaoqiao asked.
Zhang Qiang followed the sound and saw a stunningly beautiful woman sitting next to Xiao Yun!
The eyebrows and eyes are both happy and angry, revealing an inviolable noble temperament!
In an instant, Zhang Qiang was shocked.
He has never seen such a beautiful beauty. Even the female stars on TV are far inferior to Lin Qiaoqiao in front of him.
Look at Xiao Yun next to him. He is still wearing an old T-shirt that has been washed white. He looks like a poor man. Sitting with Lin Qiaoqiao, he is like a flower stuck in cow dung!
Zhang Qiang glanced at Xiao Yun with disgust, turned to Lin Qiaoqiao and smiled flatteringly: "Beauty, how boring it is to drink with such a stinky poor guy!"
"You don't know, right? He was so poor in high school that he had to eat breakfast from others!"
"I don't know if I have done some sneaky things now to have money to drink here."
As he said that, Zhang Qiang glanced at the booth and saw that there was only a bottle of Wei on the table.