Chapter 1324: My uncle can protect us
It was nearly 9:30 in the evening when Yu Zhiming finished drawing the perspective diagram of the deformed heart and returned to his home in Junshan Mansion.
As soon as he entered the house, he noticed that Qing Ning's posture was a little unnatural compared to the usual one that ran to greet him.
"What happened to your left foot?"
Qing Ning hugged Yu Zhiming, lifted her left leg, and explained with a raised face, "I was practicing sword dance with Shui Su today, and I accidentally twisted my left ankle."
She added: "It was just a minor sprain, nothing serious, and it doesn't hurt anymore."
While Qing Ning was talking, Yu Zhiming grabbed her left ankle and touched it.
No serious sprains were found.
"Don't try too hard. Just make sure your performance at the charity gala is acceptable." Yu Zhiming said with concern.
He had no idea that he and Qing Ning had shown a little affection in front of Zhou's mother and daughter.
Ten minutes later, Yu Zhiming and Zhou Mo were having dinner in the restaurant, accompanied by Qing Ning and Zhou Hao...
Qing Ning graciously and considerately poured Yu Zhiming another bowl of soup, then chuckled, "The charity gala is only a little over ten days away, so now's the time to sprint. My ankle sprain isn't even a minor injury, so I have to continue practicing tomorrow."
"Then take it easy!"
Yu Zhiming gave a warning, looked at Zhou Hao, and asked, "Auntie Zhou, how are the model show preparations going?"
Zhou Hao chuckled and said, "The clothes for the show are all ready. Fan Zhen is currently giving the models a closed-door training session."
"They also took this fashion show very seriously. It became an instant hit, and they also benefited greatly."
Qing Ning couldn't wait to say, "Zhi Ming, let me tell you something. My dad is very worried right now."
"What are you worried about?" Yu Zhiming asked with concern.
Qing Ning chuckled and said, "My dad said that the plan for the Zhongshan Theater is to use round table seating for the audience, which can accommodate more than 800 people. My dad also said that if there are not enough guests, we can fill in with our own people."
"But now, according to statistics, there are more than a thousand visitors from all over the world, and my father is worried about how to arrange them."
Yu Zhiming glanced at the guy, put down the food in his mouth, and said, "If there are not enough seats, then we can remove the round table."
Qing Ning smiled and said, "My dad said that if we remove the round tables and sit in rows, it will seem too formal and the atmosphere will not be warm enough."
She curved her eyebrows and said, "Let my dad worry about this. He's sure to come up with a solution that satisfies both parties."
Zhou Mo couldn't help but ask, "More than a thousand people?"
"Doctor Yu, if you were to examine so many people, you wouldn't be able to finish in a week."
Yu Zhiming analyzed: "They say there are more than a thousand visitors, but if only half of them meet the requirements for the physical examination, it would be good."
Qing Ning also suggested: "These people should not have to gather together for physical examinations, and should be issued with physical examination coupons that are valid for one year."
Zhou Hao nodded and said, "The medical examination voucher is a good idea."
The next moment, she reminded him, "I've also heard that some people's donations are all talk and no action, or they say they'll donate one million, but in reality they're lucky if they can donate 100,000."
"If the donations from these people are not honored, the medical check-up vouchers issued to them will not be honored either."
Qing Ning smiled faintly and said, "Aunt Zhou, the donations they pledged at the charity gala this time are most likely not fraudulent. Unless they are confident that they will never come to Zhiming for help in their lifetime."
Zhou Hao glanced at Zhiming, who was concentrating on eating, and nodded, "That's right. You must be really depressed and have a bad brain to promise but not donate, and let the miracle doctor make a note of it in his little notebook."
Yu Zhiming smiled softly and said nothing...
After ten o'clock in the evening, at the Earl of Marina Club.
Fu Xiaoxue couldn't help but frown as she watched the thirty or forty people in the private room jumping and twisting around like crazy to the accompaniment of passionate and harsh music.
She was not used to this kind of chaotic environment filled with the smell of alcohol and perfume.
After finishing the last course exam today, the university officially had a holiday. Feeling liberated, after dinner, Fu Xiaoxue called Zeng Yan, and together with her roommates and several classmates, they came to the Earl Club for entertainment and relaxation.
The atmosphere was good at the beginning. Everyone was singing and dancing, feeling happy and relaxed.
Just some people called a few friends, and these people called their friends, and so many people came one after another.
This made the situation a little out of control, as if entering a passionate bar with a lot of excitement.
Fu Xiaoxue moved closer to Zeng Yan and said, "Yan Yan, things are a bit messy. Shall we go?"
Zeng Yan nodded and said "OK".
Fu Xiaoxue chuckled and said, "Let me first tell my roommates and classmate Lu Zhe, who's treating us tonight..."
Accompanied by Zeng Yan, Fu Xiaoxue first found her two roommates and told them about her departure. Finally, she said something to Lu Zhe, who was also a classmate and was treating her to dinner that night.
Then, hand in hand, the two of them walked through the crowded room toward the door.
Just when she was halfway there, Zeng Yan suddenly stopped, turned around and glared at a young man on her left.
Fu Xiaoxue, who had passively stopped, noticed something unusual and asked, "Yan Yan, what's wrong?"
"He touched my butt!" Zeng Yan pointed at the drunken, purple-haired young man who kept twisting his body.
The purple-haired young man blew a sly whistle at the two of them, then revealed a scoundrelly smile and said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with touching it? It won't hurt a piece of flesh."
“But it feels really good.”
"Beautiful lady, let's be friends. I am..."
Before the purple-haired young man could finish his words, he was greeted by a sky-high hammer and a loud greeting.
"Make friends with your mother."
The purple-haired young man was not paying attention and his nose was hurt. It was extremely sore and painful, and snot and tears flowed out at the same time.
Before the purple-haired young man could react to what was happening, he felt unbearable pain between his legs again.
The next moment, his legs went limp and he fell to the ground with his mouth opened into an O shape. He could only breathe in cold air and couldn't make a sound to cry out in pain.
Seeing this, Fu Xiaoxue didn't care about the pain in her little fist, and grabbed Zeng Yan and ran away.
The people around them were confused about what was going on and the two of them easily ran out of the private room.
As soon as they left the private room, the two men not only did not slow down, but ran as fast as they could.
Until they ran out of the club and reached the side of the road, they waved to stop a taxi while panting heavily.
"Yan...Yan, was that kick of yours a serious problem?"
Zeng Yan took two quick breaths and said, "I kicked him with resentment, using all my strength."
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"That guy's thing hangs there all day long, so it shouldn't be that easy to break, right?"
Fu Xiaoxue said, "It shouldn't be that easy. There must be a lot of people who get kicked in the ass every day, but only a few of them end up having their ass cut off."
At this time, a taxi stopped in front of the two of them.
After getting in the car, Zeng Yan asked, "Going back to school?"
Fu Xiaoxue said, "We'll go to my uncle's place. We're not afraid of anything, but we'll be prepared for the worst. If something does happen, my uncle can protect us..."
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