"What about the medical kit?" Qi Yuemei's eyes flushed, "Is he afraid that I will get hurt?"
"No, he is asking for help."
Jiang Lan, "In people's subconscious mind, the medical kit usually appears together with the angel in white who cures the disease and saves the patient. From a professional point of view, it represents a signal for psychological help."
"Just now Qi Yang said that he likes playing drums, and drums themselves are also a kind of musical instrument to express emotions."
"It can be seen that Qi Yang's mental state is not very optimistic. As for the question I asked you just now, Qi Yang told me through the sandbox game."
Jiang Lan explained everything clearly, whether the rent is paid or not, it's here to fight!
Qi Yuemei couldn't help feeling flustered, not only because Dr. Jiang was right, but also because after the divorce, she devoted herself to work and neglected her son. As long as she thought that her son had endured so much in silence, and she was also one of the pushers, she blamed herself and was afraid Emotions spread throughout the body.
"What's more dangerous is that Qi Yang hates his father and tends to do dangerous behavior."
Warriors are the masters of killing, facing casualties on the battlefield and posing a threat to the enemy. If the Virgin is in danger, the warriors will fight to the death without hesitation.
Qi Yuemei suddenly thought of the scene some time ago when her ex-husband slapped her and was bumped into by Qi Yang. At that time, he was very emotional. At that time, she only cared about covering the injury on her face and didn't care.
"Doctor Jiang, I"
Just as Qi Yuemei was about to say something, Qi Yang happened to take off her earphones and looked over. She swallowed the words on her lips, and quickly returned her son with a smile.
Qi Yang rubbed his fingers, and lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, "Did I interrupt your conversation?"
"Yes." Jiang Lan took the initiative to admit, avoiding the important point and said, "I am discussing with my mother whether it would be more interesting to use another way to play this war."
"Mr. Xiaoqi, would you like us to join together?"
"Come on, let me go."
Lao Lu pushed Wen Miao away with his chubby physique, hung the landscape painting back to its original position with a click, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, this observation and study is over."
The air froze for a moment, Wen Miao's eyes flickered slightly, and after withdrawing his gaze, he walked out the door with easy steps.
Not long after, the door of Jiang Lan's office opened, and the two were walking and chatting in a harmonious atmosphere.
"There's no need for Dr. Jiang, let's drink tea together when we have time." Qi Yuemei squeezed her hand affectionately, as if holding the light that could save her.
"Okay." Jiang Lan tilted her head to look at Qi Yang, who was about the same height as her, and smiled, "Mr. Xiao Qi has worked hard today, can I add a friend, my sister treats you to milk tea."
Qi Yang glanced at his mother, thought for a while and took out his mobile phone, "Let me treat you."
The mother and son went down the stairs, Qi Yuemei looked at her son frequently, "Yangyang looks very happy."
"Well, I like Dr. Jiang, let her treat me."
"Hey." Qi Yuemei bit her lower lip excitedly, for fear of crying, "Okay, mom likes Dr. Jiang too."
If I had known earlier, I would have brought more cash with me when I went out, and wrapped a big red envelope.
Jiang Lan watched the customer leave, and the first thing she did when she turned around was to open the red envelope, which was quite thick to the touch.
Lao Lu smelled the money and came over, "Boss, how much is there?"
Boss Jiang's tone was reserved, and he quickly put away the red envelope, "It's not too much, just five thousand yuan."
"Hey, that's ten times the consultation fee." Lao Lu gave a thumbs up, "As expected of the boss, I admire you."
"It's just so-so."
It's still halfway to paying the rent.
"Ahem!"
Wen Miao, who was neglected, couldn't bear to listen to it, looking for a sense of existence.
Jiang Lan heard the sound and looked over, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?".
"Boss Jiang forgets things a lot, I'm still waiting to sign the contract."
The corners of Wen Miao's mouth curled up just right, and his eyebrows and eyes were sincere, looking like a job seeker waiting to be hired.
Jiang Lan didn't believe a word, she didn't forget that she forced him in, she walked up to him and stood still, tapped her finger on the table, "Just listen to the joke just now, my little temple can I can't hold your big Buddha."
"Are you talking about this?" Wen Miao stretched his tie, revealing his shiny wristwatch, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, my family just went bankrupt last week, and these are just for facade, just to find a good job. "
Jiang Lan's eyelids twitched, does she have some strange magnetic field here?Lead some poor people to settle down.
In the next second, he quickly raised an alienated smile, "Excuse me, sir, there is no shortage of people in the studio for the time being."
Wen Miao looked around, "The studio is a bit small, and there is no place for multiple people to sit."
Jiang Lan agreed with a smile on his face, but his heart was messed up, only thinking that this person could leave as soon as possible.
"However, I am willing to provide a sum of money to purchase office supplies."
Before Wen Miao finished speaking, a face with a bright smile appeared in front of his eyes, "How much is the funding?"
Wen Miao tentatively stretched out a finger, if it wasn't enough, he didn't mind adding more.
"Ten thousand yuan? Deal!"
Jiang Lan couldn't wait to put the payment code in front of his eyes, and there was only one sentence in her mind, she didn't have to be a charter woman anymore, hahahaha!
Wen Miao raised one eyebrow, and calmly withdrew his finger, very good, saving 90,000 yuan.
? At the gate of Dream Eater, Sean kept making phone calls with sweat on his forehead. Knowing that the boss didn't have a strong sense of direction, he deliberately left a leaflet, and he stopped the car without thinking, and the person disappeared.
Just when he was hesitating whether to continue waiting or go out to find someone, he finally saw the boss walking slowly and ran over in a hurry.
"Mr. Wen, you are finally back." Sean looked into his pocket, "Did you lose your phone?"
"out of battery."
Wen Miao didn't want to talk more, so he handed over the file bag, "Put it away, and check this studio by the way."
"yes."
Sean put it away carefully.
Early the next morning, when Wen Miao arrived at the company, the investigation report of Shuxin Studio had already appeared on his desk.
"explain."
"Lao Lu, full name is Lu Jun, a second-level psychological counselor. There are seniors and juniors. The whole family points to his salary to support the family. He is greedy for cheap things. Most of his monthly salary is used to buy nutritional medicine for his old mother.
Bai Zhouzhou, a first-class psychological counselor, was once punished by the Psychological Association for leaking customer privacy, and was later boycotted by the entire industry. When he was too poor to eat, he was hired by Shuxin Studio.
Tian Cuicui, also known as Bobo, a third-level consultant, dislikes the poor and loves the rich, and is particularly vain. She was complained about frequently harassing wealthy customers in private, changed more than a dozen studios one after another, and was fired for the same reason. "
Sean read this for a while, "As for Shu Xin's boss, Jiang Lan, she is also a celebrity in the industry. Her father was once the leader of the Psychological Association, so she was familiar with her talent since she was a child. Later, Jiang's father passed away. Why, Jiang Lan broke up with the association, and started to co-operate with Shuxin like a fool, so far, there is only a third-level psychological counselor certificate." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com