"Master, although you can still not appear in front of the public this time, the other two directors insist on seeing you, and the one above can't help it."
Li Jinggao paused and asked cautiously: "How about we meet tomorrow?"
Zhang Dagang didn't have any objections to this.
Those two old men must have extraordinary abilities to become directors. It is not impossible to discuss those difficult diseases.
Seeing Zhang Dagang agreeing without any hesitation, Li Jinggao frowned fiercely.
"Master, those two people are just stubborn. I have been scolded by them as a disciple. Master, you are so young, so you have to be mentally prepared."
Li Jinggao looked like he had a headache when he mentioned the two directors.
Although he is a doctor, his curse words are more terrifying than those of a shrew, but every sentence hits the point.
Every time he came back from the two directors, Li Jinggao would stay in his study for three or four days, recalling his past glory of saving people, so that he would not feel like a useless person.
Zhang Dagang is very open-minded about this. No matter where he is, he always respects the strong.
Even though I possess the power of the dragon and the ancient medical knowledge of "Theology of Traditional Chinese Medicine", I can still be crushed by those two people.
Li Jinggao was so panicked that he took Zhang Dagang to the store he usually went to. He tried on seven or eight sets of clothes for him before finally nodding with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad. He looks much more mature."
Zhang Dagang looked down at the old-fashioned robe on his body, and suddenly thought of the two people who performed cross talk at the Spring Festival Gala. Apart from the black spots on the robe, there was not much difference.
Looking at himself in the shopping mall mirror, wearing a robe and looking like a private school teacher, Zhang Dagang was somewhat satisfied with the robe.
"Master, how about we go to the barber shop?"
Zhang Dagang looked at his hair in the mirror, which had not been repaired for a while and was indeed a bit messy, and nodded in agreement.
Li Jinggao followed Zhang Dagang, as happy as a child.
In a private barber shop, Zhang Dagang was taken to have his hair washed by a sexy and voluptuous shampoo girl, while Li Jinggao secretly discussed Zhang Dagang's hairstyle with Teacher Tony outside.
When he heard Li Jinggao tell him to shave the young man into a Mediterranean shape, Teacher Tony looked at Li Jinggao in disbelief.
The old man in front of me might have a grudge against that young man.
Li Jinggao forcefully gave Teacher Tony fifty red tickets and forced them into the two pockets of Teacher Tony's suit pants, forcing him to shave the Mediterranean Sea for Zhang Dagang.
After washing his hair, Zhang Dagang looked at Li Jinggao who was sneaking around talking to the barber and sat down on the stool in a strange way.
With lingering fear, Teacher Tony used the clipper on Zhang Dagang's thick black hair again and again.
These days, I have only heard of hair extensions, but I have never heard of shaving your hair into a Mediterranean style.
Zhang Dagang saw that Teacher Tony was reluctant to do anything because of the difficulty, and said: "You can just cut my hair a little shorter."
Hearing Zhang Dagang's words, Teacher Tony put down the clippers with relief, picked up the scissors and prepared to trim Zhang Dagang's hair.
"Ahem!"
Hearing Li Jinggao's dry cough, Teacher Tony felt the two bulging lumps in his pants. He could only cry sadly, put down the scissors and went to get the clippers.
Zhang Dagang looked at the expressions of Teacher Tony and Li Jinggao's eyebrows in the mirror, and he suddenly understood something in his heart.
"Li Jinggao!"
When he heard his master calling his name, Li Jinggao, who was signaling Teacher Tony to push him down, quickly gathered around with a smile.
"Master, what are your orders?"
Hearing that Li Jinggao actually called Zhang Dagang Master, Teacher Tony looked at Zhang Dagang's young face in the mirror in shock for half a minute.
"Did you say something to the barber?" Zhang Dagang asked, with a half-smile in his eyes, making it difficult to figure out what he was thinking.
Li Jinggao looked at Teacher Tony and motioned for him to come to his rescue.
"Master... Master, I think I'd better trim your hair directly." Teacher Tony was led by Li Jinggao and looked at Zhang Dagang in fear.
Seeing Zhang Dagang nodding, Teacher Tony hurriedly put down the clippers, picked up the scissors and concentrated on trimming Zhang Dagang's hair.
When the two of them walked out of the barber shop, Li Jinggao was still a little worried when he looked at Zhang Dagang's hair.
It's okay if I don't cut my hair. Once my hair is cut, I look like a sunny boy in my teenage years. There is no sense of maturity and stability.
Looking at Li Jinggao's sad face, Zhang Dagang also knew what he was thinking.
"Li Jinggao, what on earth were you telling the barber just now?" Zhang Dagang asked seriously.
Seeing that the master seemed to be angry, Li Jinggao had no choice but to speak out and revealed that he wanted to secretly ask the barber to give Zhang Dagang a Mediterranean haircut.
Zhang Dagang didn't expect that Li Jinggao, at such an old age, would handle things like a child, so he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
"I will handle this matter myself. Don't make any unauthorized claims about my matters in the future." Zhang Dagang said.
Now Li Jinggao is becoming more and more unruly because of his own connivance.
Li Jinggao nodded quickly, feeling that he had gone too far this time.
The two of them were walking along the roadside to Shilixiangdu in tandem, when they were suddenly attracted by a group of people surrounding a residential building.
Zhang Dagang looked in the direction of those people's fingers and saw a child about four or five years old reaching out to pull up a toy bear that had fallen outside the balcony.
Zhang Dagang and Li Jinggao walked into the crowd and heard those people talking.
When he learned that there was no one in that house, Zhang Dagang looked at the little girl with braids and plump white flesh beside the window, and unconsciously took two steps forward.
"Hey, you young man, why are you squeezing? Didn't you see that you have squeezed my shoes off!" The old woman in front of Zhang Dagang turned her head and glanced at Zhang Dagang, with an angry look on her face.
Seeing that his slippers were stepped on by him, Zhang Dagang politely apologized.
But the old woman refused to give in. Looking at Zhang Dagang's young face, she still cursed angrily, saying that Zhang Dagang's apology was not sincere.
At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the crowd.
The little girl who was still in the guardrail actually climbed over the half-meter-high guardrail. She was probably frightened and hugged the guardrail tightly.
Zhang Dagang tried to squeeze to the front where he could catch the little girl, but was grabbed by the old woman.
"No, you stepped on my toes today and you must give me an explanation."
The old woman saw that Zhang Dagang was trying so hard to get rid of her, and she sat down on the ground and howled: "Okay, you, you young man, you have to step on my feet and leave. You have a mother but no mother to teach you."
The little beast..."
The curse words came out of the old woman's mouth smoothly, which was extremely harsh and unpleasant.
