"Boy, you have a way." Zhao Xi looked at Yan Murong and laughed loudly. He patted Yan Murong on the shoulder and said, "I don't know what kind of brain you have, but you can come up with such a method-----but
This method of using both soft and hard tactics is quite good.”
"Hehe, Uncle Zhao is honored." Yan Murong smiled modestly and said, "This is just the simplest psychology - of course you want others to do dangerous things, and when it's your turn
They will shirk it in every possible way."
"Okay, not bad, there is a future, haha." Zhao Xi laughed.
"Dad, why are you laughing?"
As they were talking, a voice like the cry of an oriole sounded from behind a few people, and then, a woman who looked like she was walking out of a painting appeared in front of everyone.
A delicate face with oval seeds, capable short ear-length hair, slightly thick eyebrows, curved like two crescents hanging on the eyes full of autumn water, lips a little thick, but giving people a plump look
Sexy feeling.
"Chenchen, are you done?" Zhao Xi smiled when he saw the woman, then took his arm and pulled her to Yan Murong and Chen Hanqing.
"Here, let me introduce you." Zhao Xi pointed at Chen Hanqing and said. "This is President Chen Hanqing of Yanjing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a leading figure in the field of traditional Chinese medicine."
"I know it without your introduction." Zhao Chen took the initiative to reach out his hand, shook hands with Chen Hanqing, and said, "Hello, Teacher Chen, my name is Zhao Chen. I listened to your class when I went to Yanjing the year before last."
"Hello." Chen Hanqing said with a smile. "Zhao Chen, you are the flower-like girl that Mr. Zhao said, right?"
"It's me." Zhao Chen's face turned red when Chen Hanqing teased him, and he stared at Zhao Xi and said, "Dad, why did you go out and talk nonsense again?"
"Why am I just talking nonsense?" Zhao Xi said unhappily. "How can my daughter be so bad? Even if she can't be ashamed, she can still be regarded as a flower and a jade, right? ----- It's you.
, every day, apart from home, there is school ----- How old are you, twenty-seven, and other people's 27-year-old children can do soy sauce, but you are still in school, after completing the undergraduate degree, studying for the master's degree, after completing the master's degree, studying for the doctoral degree, etc.
To this day, I am still a nurse who helps me."
"I'm happy, I'm willing, what's wrong?" Zhao Chen raised his head. "You still blame me? Didn't you ask me to study hard? You blame me for not looking for a boyfriend. I really want to find one, but it's not you who doesn't let me -
---You said you and your old comrade have already arranged a baby marriage. Please, dad, this is the 21st century, and the way you did it in the 1980s will never work-----Besides, you don’t even know.
I dare to decide what kind of person I want. If the other person looks like a crooked melon or a jujube, how do you want me to live? Isn’t it a shame?"
Yan Murong was stunned when she heard this. She really wanted to find a mirror to take a look at herself. Is she really that ugly?
It was impossible. Before he entered the mountain, the old man was the village leader in the village. After he entered the mountain, he defeated the old man and was promoted to the new village leader. No one could surpass him until he came down from the mountain.
"Ahem." Zhao Xi coughed twice, looked at Yan Murong awkwardly, then pulled Zhao Chen and said, "Don't talk nonsense, come, let me introduce you."
"Who is it?" Zhao Chen saw Yan Murong and asked in confusion. "Dad, who is he?"
"I am the crooked melon and bad jujube in your mouth." Before Zhao Xi could speak, Yan Murong looked at Zhao Chen and said seriously.
"This-----Murong, don't listen to her nonsense." Zhao Xi smiled awkwardly and then said. "Chenchen, he is your Uncle Yan's son. Yan Murong-----is also accompanying you this time.
The doctor from the delegation."
"Are you a doctor?" Zhao Chen looked at Yan Murong in surprise and asked with some disbelief.
He looks a little younger than me, right? For such a young doctor, and being with Principal Chen Hanqing, could he be a Chinese medicine doctor?
"I don't look like a doctor?" Yan Murong looked at himself. There was nothing wrong with him, and he didn't look like a crooked melon or a jujube.
"Like? It seems useless." Zhao Chen rolled his eyes and curled his lips before Zhao Xi could stop him. "I look like Ma Dongmin, and Baidu didn't even give me a penny."
"-----" Yan Murong was stunned. He had no idea who Zhao Chen was talking about.
"I'm a doctor." Yan Murong explained with a wry smile. "I'm a traditional Chinese medicine doctor - you don't have to target me like this. Don't worry, you don't have to take what Uncle Zhao said seriously."
"Seriously? Do you still want me to take you seriously?" Zhao Chen looked at Yan Murong up and down, like a red-haired gorilla in the zoo. After looking at it for a long time, he said, "What do you think is so serious about you?"
"-----" Yan Murong was stunned. This woman still has the personality of a little pepper and has a very hot temper. But I heard Zhao Xi say that she is a nurse? Is there such a nurse? ----- This hot temper
If you are dissatisfied with your patient's temper, you should not stick a sieve in his butt.
"I take it seriously." Yan Murong explained aggrievedly. "What I mean is that I am already married."
"What? Are you married?" Zhao Chen looked at Yan Murong with wide eyes. "Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were married? Just because of you, I can't even find a boyfriend. Now you tell me that you are married?"
"Speak carefully." Zhao Xi looked at the two young people with big eyes and small eyes and scolded him. "Murong is married. If we can't be a couple, you can be siblings - he is two years younger than you.
Year old, how can you, a sister, talk to your brother in this tone?"
"Besides, Murong's ability is not bad, so you can watch him everywhere."
"What did you say?" Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, then stared at Zhao Xi and said. "Okay, dad, I really didn't see it. You still want me to find a second-hand man? Tell me, do you also
Are you going to find a small one outside my mother’s back?”
"Nonsense." Zhao Xi immediately straightened his face and reprimanded. "What are you talking about? I, Zhao Xi, have been upright and upright all my life and have never done anything wrong. Have you ever talked to your father like this?"
"I haven't done anything wrong, but I have done something stupid." Zhao Chen curled his lips and said. "Why would you want me to find a second-hand man?"
"you-----"
Yan Murong didn't care how the father and daughter were quarreling, but what made him depressed was how he got involved in it?
Have you ever heard of second-hand mobile phones and home appliances, second-hand cars-----this second-hand man.
Damn it, how come it’s second-hand? Even if it’s not original, but-----how can a man get a second-hand thing? If you wash that crime tool, won’t it be brand new the next day?