Wang Dachun opened the box and took out the silver needle.
When Niu Niu saw such a long silver needle, her face turned pale with fright, "Niu Niu doesn't want injections! Niu Niu doesn't want injections!"
Wang Dachun laughed, "Haha, uncle, can you perform a magic trick for Niu Niu?"
Niuniu clapped her little hands, "Okay! Okay! I want to watch the magic show!"
Wang Dachun picked up a book on the table and said with a smile: "Uncle, how about disappearing this book?"
"good!"
Wang Dachun carried the book behind his back. After a moment, he stretched out his hands and said with a smile, "Look, the book is gone."
Niuniu danced happily, "Wow, uncle is so awesome!"
"How about Niuniu getting an injection first? It won't hurt at all. After the injection, how about uncle do a magic trick for you?"
Niuniu gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, after the injection, uncle will transform me into an Ultraman." She also worked hard to see the magic.
Wang Dachun stretched out his hand, "Well, let's pull the hook!"
"Hang yourself with a hook, and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years. Whoever changes will be a puppy."
While she was talking, Niu Niu's legs were densely covered with silver needles from her knees down.
"Look, uncle didn't lie to you. It doesn't hurt at all."
Niu Niu told the truth, "Well, it doesn't hurt, just a little numb!"
Wang Yanyan squatted down with an incredible surprise, "Niuniu, what did you say! A little numb? Where is the numbness?"
"Here!" Niu Niu stretched out her hand and pointed at the place where the needle was inserted.
Wang Yanyan was ecstatic, grabbed Wang Dachun's hand and said: "Mr. Wang, Niu Niu said her legs were numb. This means she is conscious! She is conscious!"
Wang Dachun nodded, "Let me just say that Niuniu's leg can be cured. The principle of this acupuncture is to wake up her function. Then I will prescribe a few more medicines and she will be almost recovered."
Wang Yanyan knelt down with a pop, "That's great. Thank you, Mr. Wang. I don't know how to repay you. Please accept my knee!"
Chen Yuemei smiled and said: "It's not easy to repay our President Wang. Working hard in the future is the greatest reward for President Wang!"
Wang Yanyan nodded desperately, "Well, I will definitely work hard, even if I don't get paid."
Wang Dachun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "How can you do that? If you don't need money, what will your children eat? What was your previous salary?"
"Six thousand and five," Chen Yuemei added.
"Zhang Shaohua is too stingy, isn't it? It's only 6,500? In the future, his salary will be doubled to 13,000, so that the children can live a better life in the future!"
Wang Dachun waved his hand, and he liked to increase the wages of his subordinates. If everyone has money, they can make money together. It is better to have fun alone than to have fun together.
Wang Yanyan opened her mouth in disbelief, "Is this... a little too high?"
Wang Dachun waved his hand, "Why? You are a technical director. You don't have a five-digit salary. How can you be called a director? This is discrediting the word director."
Wang Yanyan and Chen Yuemei looked at each other and laughed sheepishly. The new boss was young and generous, and he looked like the man driving the colorful auspicious clouds!
After pulling out the silver needle, Wang Dachun massaged Niu Niu's legs for a while. He quietly let the golden silkworms enter her legs and nibbled away the old scars on her injured area.
With the golden silkworm in hand, Wang Dachun has unique conditions. These old scars are like garbage in the body. If they cannot be metabolized, they are addiction diseases.
After doing this, Wang Dachun played "magic" with Niu Niu for a while, and gave Niu Niu a prescription before saying goodbye to Chen Yuemei.
Chen Yuemei warned: "Wang Yanyan, wait for the call at home. You may go to work in a few days."
"Yeah, definitely!"
The two had just returned to the company and found an unknown acquaintance waiting there - Mao Feng.
Mei Ji raised her head and glanced at Wang Dachun, "Dachun, Mr. Mao is looking for you."
"Mr. Xiao Mao, why are you here?" Wang Dachun looked at Mao Feng. The guy looked a little embarrassed at the moment. He had a piece of gauze on his forehead and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
"Mr. Wang, I have been waiting here for a long time." Mao Feng said politely with a very low attitude.
"Oh? Did something happen to your father?"
Wang Dachun's eyes flashed. The last time they met, he noticed that there was a layer of black energy surrounding Mao Renjiang and his son. Mao Renjiang, in particular, is even more black. He asserted at that time that something was going to happen to the old man, but it was a pity that the old man didn't take it seriously.
Mao Feng gave a thumbs up, "Mr. Wang is indeed an expert. You are right. My father has some health condition and cannot come. Otherwise, he would have come to invite you in person."
Wang Dachun picked up Mei Ji's tea cup and poured himself a cup of tea, then drank it down, "Tell me, what happened."
When Mei Ji saw Wang Dachun drinking water from his own cup, she immediately began to protest, "Hey, that's the cup I used."
Wang Dachun lowered his voice in Meiji's ear and said, "No wonder it smells so good. You said we both slept together. What's wrong with sharing a cup?"
Mei Ji blushed, stretched out her hand and pinched Wang Dachun's waist hard, "If you dare to tell me, I will make you a eunuch."
Wang Dachun's chrysanthemum tightened and he quickly expressed his fear.
"It's like this. My father and I were involved in car accidents when we went out in the past two days. Fortunately, the injuries were not too serious. However, my father's asthma has been very serious in the past two days. He has not had an attack in two or three years. ”
"Therefore, my father thought there might be something wrong. Then he remembered that Mr. Wang might be an expert, so he asked me to personally invite you to come over. No matter whether the matter succeeds or not, the reward will be paid."
Mao Feng is worthy of being the general manager of Dream Paris, and his words are impeccable.
Wang Dachun looked at the time and it was only ten o'clock, so he put down his tea cup, "Okay, there's still some time, I'll go with you!"
Mao Renjiang left a good impression on him, and he wouldn't mind if he could help. Many friends bring many paths.
Mao Feng was overjoyed, "That's great! Thank you, Mr. Wang, please!"
Wang Dachun got into Mao Feng's car and soon arrived at the headquarters of Dream Paris Company.
Mao Feng opened the car door for Wang Dachun and said respectfully: "Mr. Wang, my dad is upstairs, please!"
Wang Dachun got out of the car and looked up. The office building in front of him was very grand. There were more than ten floors in total. The blue glass made it look very tall.
"This whole building is your dream of Paris?"
Mao Feng nodded, "To be precise, it belongs to our Mao family. In addition to Dream of Paris, our Mao family also has other businesses."
Wang Dachun's heart trembled. It seems that the Mao family is not simple at all!
Compared with these rich people, I am as good as a beggar. I am still far behind. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.
Mao Renjiang's office building is on the 18th floor. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can overlook the entire city.
Mao Feng pushed open the office door, "Dad, fortunately, I invited Mr. Wang over!"
