Shenhao: I can modify the production date of everything

It turned out to be Zhong Muyu in black clothes who came in.

Different from the noble and elegant style in the past, today she is wearing a black tight suit and her hair is tied up high.

Looks very mentally capable.

"Why can't it be me." Zhong Muyu smiled, but there was a bit of bitterness in the smile.

"I can do a good job as a housekeeper, please rest assured Mr. Zhang."

A girl from a big family like her has knowledge of personnel management and other aspects since elementary school.

It's just so that after she gets married, she can help her husband manage his company and the servants at home.

In fact, what she really likes is finance and investment, but in the big family, who cares what you like.

"Would Mr. Zhong be willing to be my housekeeper?" Zhang Yu asked with a smile.

"And most importantly, are you really willing to do it yourself?

Zhang Yu still remembers the first time he met Zhong Muyu at the antique market in Yangcheng.

At that time, she was a high-ranking rich lady, and everything could not enter her eyes.

And I am just a small vendor selling antiques at a stall.

And now, she actually wants to be her own housekeeper and serve her?

"I am willing, and my grandpa admires you very much and agrees with my coming." Zhong Muyu said directly without hesitation.

In fact, as early as the night of the auction, Mr. Zhong had planned to make Zhong Muyu and Zhang Yu get closer.

After learning that Zhang Yu's villa has no housekeeper yet.

It was through the relationship that he found Manager Sun who often served Zhang Yu, and asked Zhang Yu to recommend Zhong Muyu when he was looking for Manager Sun to recruit a housekeeper.

I don't know why Manager Sun refused to agree to it at first, but then he reluctantly agreed after he talked and threatened.

"Okay, wait for you to get acquainted with me first, the annual salary is 1000 million."

"I shouldn't need to remind you what you can and can't do."

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yu agreed. After all, it is not easy to find a good butler who knows the basics, so let's try it first.

"Let's order." Zhang Yu took the menu over: "I ordered some, you can order some more."

Zhong Muyu smiled and ordered some more dishes.

A few minutes later, the meals ordered by the two of them started to be served one after another.

"Mr. Zhang, everyone has cut off business ties with the Liu family. The Liu family is on the verge of bankruptcy."

"I wanted to sell the shares crazily, but no one dared to accept them. Even a few bold ones lowered the price to one tenth, but the Liu family didn't sell it."

Zhong Muyu has already started reporting to Zhang Yu as a secretary.

"I don't care about him, let's eat first, don't be polite." Zhang Yu said with a smile, he didn't take the Liu family seriously from the beginning to the end.

Just when the two were about to eat, they suddenly heard an exclamation from outside the private room.

When they heard the sound and went out, they saw a middle-aged woman in her 40s sitting on the ground in a gorgeous dress, holding a seven or eight-year-old girl in her arms.

"Mom, my stomach hurts so much." The little girl was crying in pain, clutching the sleeve of the middle-aged woman tightly.

"My child, what's wrong with you." The woman wailed heart-piercingly while gently rubbing the little girl's stomach.

"Call 120 quickly." A diner wiped his mouth and said.

"I've already hit you just now." A young man said, "Auntie, get up first and get on the floor to cool off."

The young man helped the middle-aged woman onto the sofa.

At this time, the boss also heard the screams and rushed over with a few waiters.

"What's the matter, this is." The fat boss asked hastily.

"My girl just ate a few pieces of beef from you, and her stomach hurts badly."

When the middle-aged woman saw the boss, she rushed straight up, grabbed the boss's clothes and screamed.

"Don't talk nonsense. All the dishes here are fresh and hygienic. Your child must have eaten something unclean elsewhere."

The fat boss pushed the middle-aged woman away, and then winked at the waiter behind him.

Signaled him to quickly put away the beef on the table.

Zhang Yu turned on the system and glanced at it. The production date of that plate of beef slices is almost a month old.

When the two waiters were cleaning up the beef on the table, Zhang Yu stepped forward and pulled them back.

"Don't rush to destroy the evidence."

"Young people, don't talk nonsense, it's easy to cause accidents." The fat boss raised his fist and threatened.

Zhang Yu ignored him, went straight to the little girl, and said to the middle-aged woman.

"I'm a doctor, so I'll take a look for you first. I'm afraid it will be too late to send you to the hospital when 120 arrives."

The middle-aged woman took Zhang Yu's hand and said gratefully: "Then thank you."

"System, add 100 years of Chinese medicine experience to me."

"Ding, the production date has been successfully changed, and the current experience in traditional Chinese medicine is 100 years."

Zhang Yu looked intently and found that there was a faint black mist on the little girl's forehead.

Feel for the pulse again, trembling violently.

"Little sister, how do you feel now." Zhang Yu asked.

"My stomach hurts like someone stabbing it with a knife." The little girl spoke hoarsely, with difficulty.

"Big brother, will I die? If I die, no one will talk to my mother."

"It's okay, little sister, big brother will cure you." Zhang Yu smiled and touched the little girl's head.

"She has eaten rotten beef. If she waits to be sent to the hospital for further treatment, it may leave an irreversible root cause of the disease." Zhang Yu frowned and said to the little girl's mother.

"Then what to do... You must have a way, please." The woman said, holding Zhang Yu's hand tightly.

"Young man, you can stop talking nonsense, what rotten beef, do you have a medical qualification certificate, just talk nonsense." The fat boss couldn't sit still when he heard this, and came over to mock.

He was a little flustered, business was not doing well recently, and he bought a lot of cheap beef outside for profit.

Unexpectedly, something really happened.

Zhang Yu looked at the little girl with a painful face in front of him with some embarrassment.

He did have a way, at least he could prescribe at least three prescriptions to completely cure this little girl.

But it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. There are no medicinal materials here, and it's too late to buy them now.

Then there is only one way, the one-stroke massage technique that I learned automatically when I just gained 100 years of experience.

Nine styles of transforming dragons!

According to legend, countless years ago, a young man who studied medicine accidentally saved a dying old man who was seriously injured.

The young people took good care of the old man and served them carefully. After a long time, the old man gradually recovered.

Unexpectedly, this old man turned out to be a legendary fairy.

Before ascending to the sky, in order to repay the young man for saving his life, he also felt the benevolence of the young man's doctor.

Specially passed down the nine massage styles, including the nine massage techniques.

Afterwards, the young man rescued countless patients with this miraculous skill, and the name of the miraculous doctor spread all over the country, and it also reached the ears of the emperor at that time.

So the emperor invited him into the palace and asked him to massage himself. As a result, under his massage, the emperor turned into a golden dragon, soared into the sky, and lived forever.

It was rumored that the emperor felt the benevolence of the world, and he was able to be among the immortals because of the help of a divine doctor.

So the world respectfully called his nine massage moves as the nine moves of Hualong.

"I have a way, but..." Zhang Yu sighed.