【？】 Zhou Yanli sent a question mark, really confused about what this guy was up to.
At this time, Qin Hezhou was worrying about a table full of useless information.
It doesn’t even make as much sense as what the marketing account said!
Love is really a headache, even harder than doing business. He almost wanted to give up learning any skills and just let things take their course.
But Pei Zhiyu's words "If you don't buckle it now, you may not buckle it in the future" kept echoing in my ears...
He quickly replied: [Seriously, it’s urgent, isn’t it?]
"What? You have an illegitimate child and need to enroll him in tutoring? Bai Yueguang just left me, aren't you afraid I'll tell her?"
Qin Hezhou: [...]
Zhou Yanli: [Your mother's family has been teaching for generations. What kind of courses do you need to find a training institution for?]
Tsk! Why is this guy so talkative today?
Qin Hezhou was a little unhappy. He was typing away on his phone.
[For a course that teaches people how to fall in love, a 1v1 crash course would be best, a three-day accelerated version, but a week-long version is also fine if you don't have one.]
What a hassle!
He just had to deal with his wife, and now he has to serve this ancestor.
The more he read the news, the more speechless he became. Zhou Yanli laughed lightly and directly forwarded a link to him from a certain software.
Familiar platform, familiar routine.
Qin Hezhou hung his head and put the post into his favorites without saying a word, leaving it to gather dust.
You can't rely on anyone, in the end you can only rely on yourself.
"Hu Tian." He called his assistant.
"Boss Qin, what are your instructions?"
"A while ago, a small company approached me, saying they wanted to develop an emotional interaction software and asked their person in charge to come meet me."
"Okay." The assistant agreed subconsciously, but then realized something was wrong.
"Uh, Boss, didn't you say at the time that this project was boring and you wouldn't invest? You also said that you would not see anyone who came in using Mr. Qin's connections."
"He can't finish the project every day, so he is busy building relationships, right?" Qin Hezhou became even more annoyed.
Qin Yu is like a chewed gum. If you get stuck on him accidentally, you can't pull it off. Even if you clean it off, it will leave an ugly stain that you will never forget in your life.
Sooner or later, he will be dealt with.
The assistant didn't dare to speak at this moment, so should he still meet this person?
Qin Hezhou had a dark face, and his fingers tapped lightly as he thought.
"Go check it out. If it's clean, bring it back. If it's dirty, don't let me see this company again in Jiangzhou..." He glanced at the company name listed on the project document and said, "Shengze Culture."
If I really get involved with Qin Yu too much, this would be a good opportunity to teach him a lesson.
At that time, inside Hanfang Hospital.
Pei Zhiyu is undergoing the final checkup before being discharged from the hospital.
There was a long queue in front of the blood-drawing window. In the leftmost row, there was a child who started crying loudly as soon as he saw the needle.
She glanced over subconsciously, then frowned. There was someone in the team who looked very familiar.
If I remember correctly, it should be last time...
"Xiao Pei!"
"Mrs. Qi." Pei Zhiyu smiled awkwardly at the gazes of the people around her. "Why are you here too?"
She was just being polite, but she didn't expect Mrs. Qi to run over, grab her arm and start chatting.
The man behind her was even more helpless than Pei Zhiyu, "Sister, it's not good for you to cut in line."
Mrs. Qi: "It's not cutting in line, it's called changing seats. Look, there are the same number of people in my position as in front of you."
That’s true, the man left in disappointment.
Mrs. Qi turned around and took Pei Zhiyu's arm, and started chattering like last time.
After asking everything he could, he couldn't help but exclaim when he heard the explosion, "How dare someone do something like this in Hanfang!? Are you okay?"
She was about to answer when she saw Mrs. Qi staring at her face distressedly, and then said: "Fortunately, your face is not disfigured. Oh, you are so beautiful, it would be a pity if you were disfigured!"
“…”
"Haha, sorry, it's an occupational disease." Mrs. Qi covered her mouth, annoyed, "I forgot to tell you, I used to be a talent scout."
"Ah, that's right."
Seeing Pei Zhiyu's reaction, she thought that the other party didn't believe her, so she opened her phone and searched for a friend on WeChat.
Pointing to the girl's photo on her Moments, he said, "My 'final work,' which I just returned from the recently popular talent show."
The girl in the photo is indeed very beautiful after being packaged by a professional styling team, like an exquisite porcelain doll.
But this face looks like Pei Yuanyuan no matter how I look at it.
Mrs. Qi still vividly remembered the incident where she was framed and almost lost her child. That day, Qin Hezhou said that he had found out that Pei Yuanyuan was involved. It turned out that she was recruited into Huajing Entertainment by Mrs. Qi herself.
She blurted out, "Does this girl have any grudge against you?"
"Ah? Of course not. I personally arranged for her to be on the show." Mrs. Qi said helplessly, "Why do you ask?"
"Well……"
"Next!"
The number was called at the window, and it was finally Pei Zhiyu's turn to have her blood drawn. She hurriedly sat down, avoiding Mrs. Qi's inquiring gaze.
It's all my fault for talking too fast. I almost couldn't explain it.
The nurse inserted the needle into the skin, "Puff--"
The blood flowed out of the thin tube into the container. Gradually, she felt dizzy. It couldn't be because she didn't have lunch.
After the blood was drawn, her lips turned pale and she didn't look well.
The nurse asked with concern: "Are you okay, ma'am?"
Pei Zhiyu shook his head, pressed the cotton tightly, and stood up to prepare for the next examination.
She had just taken two steps when she felt a black screen in front of her eyes and almost fell down. Fortunately, she grabbed the armrest of the bench in time. She supported herself and slowly sat down, resting her forehead on her knees to rest.
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