Who’s The Boss?

Chapter 3 People are alive, sometimes not as good

Seeing his granddaughter sitting by the bed and peeling apples for herself, the old man asked concerned: “How are you in school recently?”

“Well, it’s good.” Song Qingcheng raised his head and smiled at grandma, his hands kept moving, and he choked homely: “The final exam is scheduled for the 7th and 8th of the next month. I will wait until the holiday is over. I can come to the hospital often to accompany you.”

“Last week, your uncle visited me in the hospital.” Grandma said suddenly.

Grandma gave birth to only one daughter in her life, and this uncle refers to Lu Xishan.

“He bought a lot of things, and I couldn’t finish eating them, so some of them were taken home by the nursing staff.” The grandmother’s eyes on her face were both pitying and helpless, and said earnestly: “You are at your uncle’s house, write After you have finished your homework, if you have nothing to do, help with the housework.”

“Okay.” Song Qingcheng obediently responded, and put the cut apple in a toothpick and showed it to grandma.

“I’ve thought about it. I will go through the discharge procedures when the weather gets cooler. My illness is not good. It’s better to go back to Yurao. If I have a headache and fever, I can see it in the hospital. Living here is pure fever. money.”

Song Qingcheng took a paper towel to wipe the fruit knife with his hand stagnant, and then directly rejected the grandmother’s plan: “How can it be the same, Yu Rao is a small county town, Nancheng is the provincial capital, and the experts who have cured the disease are all here,” he said. , She held the urn of the old man’s hand and said, “I only have you as a relative. If you leave Nancheng, what am I doing here?”

Thinking that she was suffering from illnesses and could not take good care of her granddaughter, the corners of the old man’s eyes flushed. She had met Lu Xishan’s wife. She was a very powerful woman. Five years ago, she and her 16-year-old Allure were killed by Lu Xishan. After receiving the Lu family, even if Ge Wenjuan saw their grandparents and grandchildren did not say anything, but the condescending indifference made no secret.

The old man sighed quietly: “It’s your grandmother that drags you down.”

“Nothing.” Song Qingcheng tugged at the corners of his lips, trying to make himself look brisk: “I just asked Dr. Fan, and he said that your condition has been stable recently.”

“…” Looking at his sensible granddaughter, the old man didn’t know what to say.

Song Qingcheng clenched the old man’s hand and said solemnly, “Grandma, believe me, it will be better.”

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After nine o’clock in the evening, Song Qingcheng returned from the hospital to Lu’s house.

Today Saturday is the day when Lu Xishan and his wife go to Ge’s house for dinner.

Since Lu Yunxuan got married and followed her husband to Switzerland, Lu Xishan and his wife have had more frequent contacts with Ge Wenjuan’s family. As for the Lu family, Lu Xishan has only one deceased brother, and the others are collateral relatives. .

Back in the room, Song Qingcheng threw himself onto the big bed.

She stared at the ceiling, thoughts lingered in her mind, thinking of her grandmother’s illness, her own situation, and the money spent like running water…

I was sleeping in a daze when my cell phone rang.

Song Qingcheng pressed the answer button, and a deep voice came from there: “Will you not come to the imperial court tonight?”

The Royal Court is the largest high-end nightclub in South City. It includes the operation of bars and business clubs, especially the business clubs, which are very successful. Whether they are celebrities, politicians or business leaders, they all use it as the first choice for entertainment occasions.

She didn’t open her eyes, and said, “It’s nothing, don’t go.”

“I just went to the bar and Jack couldn’t make a sound when he caught a cold. He mustn’t be able to sing tonight. Liang Ge can say it. The save price is 1,000 yuan for three songs, first come first served.”

“Say not sooner.” Song Qingcheng woke up instantly.

Shen Che smiled on the other side of the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qingcheng immediately got up in front of the closet, opened the door of the cabinet and pulled down a tightly wrapped paper bag from the top floor, making sure that the wig, clothes and other equipment were all there, then took a small diagonal bag from the floor hanger and opened the door. Step down the stairs in a hurry.

Twenty minutes later.

Standing at the gate of the imperial court, Shen Che looked around, wearing the work uniform of the clubhouse, with a famous tag on his left chest.

At this moment, a taxi stopped not far away.

The girl in a sleeveless shirt and denim hot pants pushed down the car door, with heavy makeup and long straight legs that were so white in the night, Shen Che immediately greeted him: “Auntie, I skipped work, you If I don’t come again, I really have to cut off this head and apologize to Brother Liang!”

As soon as he entered the imperial court, Song Qingcheng was attracted by the black-and-white fur-colored border animal in the lobby. He was very beautiful, with a khaki leather collar tied around his neck, and a staff from the imperial court next to him pulled a leash to feed him snacks.

The imperial court clearly stipulates that pets are not allowed in, and this border animal husbandry is obviously an exception.

Shen Che also noticed that Bian Mu: “It was brought here by the CEO of Hengyuan. You didn’t see the manager’s mouth and face that he wanted to kneel and lick. Change to a normal guest, haha.”

“Hengyuan boss?” Song Qingcheng turned his head to look at Shen Che.

“Playing cards with the bosses of several other companies upstairs, I just choose our box, too many people are annoying, otherwise I can’t sneak out.”

While talking, the two walked to the elevator door.

Song Qingcheng asked: “Do they often come here to play cards?”

Just as Shen Che was about to answer, the walkie-talkie on his back rang.

When he was communicating with the foreman on the other side of the walkie-talkie, Song Qingcheng’s eyes turned to the border shepherd dog, who was swept back and forth with its shiny tail after eating and drinking.

A person is alive, sometimes not as good as a dog.

After listening to the foreman’s explanation, Shen Che turned off the walkie-talkie: “The rich will come, now let me lead the dog up.”

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Wow/(ㄒoㄒ)/

Here are two interesting things:

One day, Mrs. Yu bought a cat stick from the pet shop and went home.

Fifteen minutes later—

Rainbow Rainbow staring at the feathers dangling in front of her eyes (indifferent face jpg), still in her infancy: Damn mental retardation!