Chapter 4 Dangerous
"What about the medical kit?" Qi Yuemei's eyes were flushed, "Is he afraid that I will get hurt?"

"No, he was 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 the drum itself is also a 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 will be paid or not, it's a gamble!

Qi Yuemei couldn't help feeling flustered, not just because Dr. Jiang said everything, but 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 things."

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 when her ex-husband slapped her and was bumped into by Qi Yang some time ago. At that time, he was very emotional. At that time, she only cared about covering the wound 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 hurriedly 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?"

"That's right." Jiang Lan took the initiative to admit, and said evasively, "My mother and I are discussing 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's chubby physique pushed Wen Miao away, and he 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 retracting his gaze, he walked towards the door with ease.

Not long after, the door of Jiang Lan's office opened, and the two were walking and chatting in a harmonious atmosphere.

"Doctor Jiang doesn't need to send it away. 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, so 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 and wrapped a big red envelope when I went out.

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 leaned 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 5000 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 normal."

Halfway to paying rent.

"Cough cough!"

Wen Miao, who was ignored, couldn't bear to listen to it, looking for a sense of presence.

Jiang Lan heard the sound and looked over, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?".

"Boss Jiang forgets things so much, I'm still waiting to sign the contract."

The corners of Wen Miao's mouth curled up just right, and his 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. Is there any strange magnetic field here? How can she attract 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, there is no place for multiple people to sit."

Jiang Lan smiled approvingly, but his mind was messed up, only thinking that this person could leave as soon as possible.

"However, I am willing to provide a fund for the purchase of office supplies."

Before Wen Miao could finish his sentence, 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.

"1 yuan? Deal!"

Jiang Lan couldn't wait to show the payment code in front of his eyes, only one thing in mind, she doesn't need to be a charter woman anymore, hahahaha!

Wen Miao raised the end of one eyebrow, and calmly withdrew his finger, very good, saving [-] yuan.

At the gate of Dream Eater, Sean was sweating on the forehead and kept calling the phone. 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 hesitant to continue waiting or go out to find someone, he finally saw the boss walking slowly and hurried over.

"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 Shu Xin Studio had already appeared on his desk.

"Say."

"Old Lu, full name is Lu Jun, a second-level psychological counselor. There are seniors and juniors. The whole family counts on his salary to support the family. He is greedy for petty gains. Most of his monthly salary is used to buy nutritional medicine for his old mother.

Bai Zhouzhou, a first-class psychological counselor, was punished by the Psychology Association for divulging the privacy of his customers. Afterwards, he was boycotted by the entire industry.

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. "

Xiao En 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 a relationship with Shuxin like a fool, so far, only the third-level psychological counselor certificate."

(End of this chapter)

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