"Jova, you're rich and powerful, why can't you do me a favor and help me out a bit?"
"You know perfectly well that if I follow my father, I'll only face death."
As Lu Siqiao walked out of the alley, Lu Sidi chased after her, his face ashen.
Haha, some people you can never satisfy.
"Second sister, I may be rich, but if I help you, will you ask for something else next time? For example, I took a big risk by having someone bring you to the capital. You're not grateful, but you want to push your luck?" Lu Siqiao said calmly. "The people who owe you are Lu Mingyuan and his wife, not me."
After saying that, she turned and left.
Lu Sidi's face turned pale and then red.
She vowed that one day she would make Lu Siqiao regret not helping her.
...
Lu Siqiao returned to the Fang family home and hadn't even had a chance to rest when Qian Wenjie called, saying he was planning to do some publicity for the company and asking if it was a good idea to spend money on product placement in TV programs.
“Why spend money? We can just hand out flyers on the street and answer people’s questions.” Lu Siqiao thought for a moment and then made a final decision: “Tomorrow, let’s hold a free medical consultation event at the People’s Square.”
"Okay, you tell Mu Yao. I'll bring my buddies to support you tomorrow, I'll definitely get it done for you," Qian Wenjie said smugly.
Lu Siqiao countered, "Aren't you going?"
"What would I do there? I don't understand any of this!" Qian Wenjie said, bewildered.
Lu Siqiao sneered: "The company hasn't even opened yet, and you already want to be a hands-off boss? Stop dawdling, come over tomorrow, see you there!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
The next day, Wenjie Psychological Counseling Center set up banners and tents in the People's Square. Su Muyao sat in the tent, looking nervously at the endless stream of people in front of her. Seeing their curious gazes, she felt inexplicably nervous.
What made her even more uneasy was that Lu Siqiao, the boss, was leading Mo Yan and Li Rou through the crowd, constantly handing out flyers and promoting the free psychological counseling services, explaining what kind of services they offered, and so on...
Qian Wenjie stood in front, wearing a red vest, desperately trying to cover his face with flyers, afraid that passersby would recognize him.
They were acting all coy, like thieves.
"Young Master Qian, are you... are you alright?" Su Muyao asked guiltily.
Qian Wenjie regrets it!
He thought he should be sitting on the side drinking coffee, listening to pop music, and watching them hand out flyers, but he didn't expect Lu Siqiao to drag him into it and pull him along to hand out flyers.
How could the eldest son of the prestigious Qian family do such a public job?
"Young Master Qian, why don't I do it? Please have a seat for a while?" Su Muyao stepped forward and took the flyer from his hand.
Qian Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief.
He hadn't even warmed his chair when his first customer arrived.
A thin girl, about eighteen or nineteen years old, stood in front of the stall, clutching a flyer in her hand, hesitant to come in.
Qian Wenjie was even more nervous than Su Muyao when a customer finally came for a consultation. He hurriedly looked for Su Muyao, but she was nowhere to be found.
Qian Wenjie had no choice but to stand up, make his signature dashing gesture, toss his hair, and ask in a deep, seductive voice, "Hey classmate, are you in trouble?"
Seeing his mysterious demeanor, the girl blushed and turned to leave!
Seeing that the duck in her mouth had flown away, Qian Wenjie became a little anxious and walked over to stop her, saying, "We are Wenjie Psychological Counseling Studio. No matter what kind of psychological counseling you need, we can answer all your questions without reservation. You..."
"Do you need money?" the girl asked softly, looking embarrassed.
Qian Wenjie flicked his hair and said with an air of elegance, "No need, this is a free consultation event. Do you have any troubles?"
The girl shushed her: "Keep your voice down..."
Qian Wenjie was shocked and asked again, "What exactly happened?"
Qian Wenjie asked the girl to sit down and thoughtfully had the coffee shop behind him bring her a cup of iced milk coffee, comforting her, "You can tell me, and I'll have my staff follow up later."
The girl was surprised to find free drinks. After drinking a glass of milk, she felt less nervous and began to tell her story.
The girl's name was Aqing. She was born into a single-parent family. Her father, Ali, was a janitor and a mute. Her mother passed away when she was young, and Ali raised her with great difficulty. He worked hard to save money so that Aqing could go to college.
A year ago, Ali met a woman through a blind date. The woman used sweet words to swindle him out of all his money and even caused him to take out a loan of 20,000 yuan. Ali was anxious and had to endure the strange looks from others every day. Some time ago, he overdosed on sleeping pills, but fortunately, he was discovered in time and saved.
"Did you call the police?" Qian Wenjie asked with a serious expression.
Aqing nodded: "I reported it, but that woman is too cunning. She seems to have disappeared. We can't find her anywhere."
"This kind of thing can only be resolved when the police catch the scammers. A mental illness requires a mental cure," Qian Wenjie cleared his throat and said coldly. "But you should also pay more attention to your father's situation, take him out for walks, and ease his anxiety..."
Aqing hurriedly said, "I did everything, but my dad is stubborn and he shuts himself off completely. I usually board at school, so it's inevitable that I can't keep an eye on things. Sigh—" The girl frowned, and her eyes reddened.
“I do know some people. I’ll give them a heads-up and ask them to inquire about your father’s case.” It was rare for someone to open up to him, and Qian Wenjie felt quite accomplished. He wasn’t good at offering comforting words, but he could use his connections to help ease her burden.
Upon hearing that he possessed such authority, Aqing stood up excitedly and exclaimed with delight, "Then, thank you so much!"
Qian Wenjie quickly waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, you're welcome." He felt like a great detective rather than a psychological counselor.
After leaving her address and contact number, Aqing lingered there for a long time.
"Um, what are the symptoms of depression?" She pursed her lips and gripped the flyer tightly in both hands.
She seemed like a completely different person.
The smile that was playing on Qian Wenjie's lips also froze.
Seeing Lu Siqiao and Su Muyao walking towards him from not far away, he subconsciously shook his head.
Lu Siqiao and the others stood there, stunned, and wisely stood still.
"Ah Qing, is something bothering you?" Qian Wenjie asked softly, looking directly at her. "You can trust me completely, or you can treat me as a stranger to listen to."
Before Aqing could even speak, tears streamed down her face.
She burst into tears.
"Hey, isn't this A-Qing?"
Four men and women walked out of the public square, arm in arm, and noticed Aqing from afar. They laughed and joked and shouted.
"The cleaner's daughter, what, you have money to shop here? Or are you really being kept by some old man?"
"Haha, Ah Jiao, don't talk about her like that. Ah Qing is quite pitiful. Her father is mute, and her mother ran away with someone else. Have some sympathy for her!"
"..."
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