Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

"...walking the dog?"

The assistant and Zhong Xinyue looked over blankly, at Li Chengxin, then at Lin Jianqiu.

"I'm going on a business trip for a few days next week, so I asked someone to walk my dog. I didn't expect it to be Lin Jianqiu." Li Chengxin explained.

It's just that it's really just "just right",? That's hard to say.

"It's convenient for me at any time." Lin Jianqiu replied.

"Then tomorrow,? Monday,? Come here early, and count your overtime pay,? Is that okay?" Li Chengxin asked.

"Yes." Lin Jianqiu nodded.

In a few words, they set the time.

It was so fast that no one else could react.

Li Chengxin put the stool behind him back to its original place, nodded to Zhong Xinyue, said goodbye warmly, and left.

The assistant was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put away his notebook and hurriedly followed.

outside the hospital.

Li Chengxin's footsteps were fast, and the assistant barely kept up with panting all the way.

"Cheng, sister Chengxin, can you slow down—"

Li Cheng stopped suddenly.

The assistant nearly bumped his head into it.

But she stopped because of her embarrassment and consideration for her subordinates.

The assistant carefully moved a few steps to the side, looking at her expression: "Sister Chengxin?"

Li Chengxin was looking in the direction of the hospital gate.

They had just come out of there, and of course there were other people coming and going, some were carefully supporting patients, and some were hurrying to catch up with the time.

The assistant looked in the direction of Li Chengxin's line of sight, and scanned back and forth several times, but didn't see anyone familiar.

Of course, I didn't encounter any special news-such as open brawls at the entrance of the hospital.

Li Chengxin's expression was full of joy and jealousy, full of interest.

"Sister Chengxin, what are you looking at?" the assistant asked.

"The man who just went in, the man in the brown suit with the briefcase, I saw it last night." Li Chengxin pointed to the door.

It was true that a person in brown clothes had just entered the door and quickly disappeared through the door.

The assistant looked around for a moment: "Ah, last night... that was—"

He covered his mouth, didn't dare to say any more, for fear of being overheard by passers-by.

There were quite a few journalists and colleagues who went to watch the excitement the night before. Although most of them were in charge of the entertainment sector, the speed of communication in the circle has always been fast and wide. What's more, they used money to do things, and they had long been widely advertised.

Unexpectedly, there was excitement, and Dante Shuangmu, the planner, was also dragged into the water. It is said that the disturbance was embarrassing.

Various versions of rumors spread throughout the circle overnight, only one thing is clear——

Lin Jianqiu is now covered by Wei Congbai.

The man in the brown clothes was not Ding Shuangmu, nor could it be Wei Congbai—this man was also a familiar face in the entertainment sector.

Among the rest of the people, ninety-nine out of ten went for Lin Jianqiu's jokes.

The assistant's eyes were a little eager to try, and he lowered his voice: "Sister Chengxin, he didn't come here to trouble Lin Jianqiu, did he, do we have big news again?"

Li Chengxin smiled at him like a spring breeze: "Do you still remember what your main job is?"

Social News Reporter.

Not the paparazzi of Gossip Entertainment Weekly.

They are still on their way to the next interview.

The assistant closed his mouth, and obediently followed Li Chengxin to the parking lot.

After taking two steps, he murmured in a low voice as if comforting himself: "It's not right, Lin Jianqiu is not a patient, how did he know he was here? Maybe it's just a coincidence..."

Who can't get several diseases and go to the hospital several times these days.

in the hospital.

After the interview, Zhong Xinyue can go through the discharge procedures.

The bearded man also rushed over specially.

He actually came here with Lin Jianqiu in the morning, but he was afraid of seeing the reporter, so he kept wandering around the outside of the hospital. When he heard that the interview was over, he came in immediately.

When the bearded man arrived at the toll office, Lin Jianqiu was sitting beside him counting the money.

The bearded man rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and found that what he saw was not a hallucination, he couldn't help but took a step back, and said in shock: "Didn't you say that you have to go through the procedures for discharge from the hospital? Have you made progress to take the initiative to pay for Sister Zhong?"

Lin Jianqiu didn't even lift his eyelids, and stuffed the counted money into his pocket.

"This is the reward Sister Zhong gave me to accompany her to meet reporters."

"..." Sure enough, he was thinking too much.

Lin Jianqiu raised his chin and motioned for the bearded man to look back: "Your sister Zhong is at window number three at the back."

The bearded man's ears turned red: "What do you call me!"

He turned his head and looked at the back. Zhong Xinyue had just completed the formalities and walked back holding Nan Nan's hand. When he looked up and saw the two people over here, both mother and daughter raised smiling faces and waved to them.

The bearded man swallowed the rest of the words, turned his head and smiled at Zhong Xinyue, and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Zhong Xinyue then said: "You guys take that fruit basket back later, I took it as a favor, but it's too heavy, and I still have a lot of fruit at home, so I can't finish it."

Before the two could answer, someone interrupted.

"What kind of talk is that! There's no reason to send someone a fruit basket to the hospital, it's not too bad luck!"

A small man in a brown suit stood beside the bench, his voice was high-pitched, and he might have deliberately raised his voice, making it uncomfortable to listen to.

He looked at Zhong Xinyue, then at the bearded man, his face was either condemnation or contempt.

When it fell on Lin Jianqiu again, it turned into deliberate joy and flattery in the blink of an eye.

"Oh, isn't this Lin Daxingxing? What a coincidence that you also come to see a doctor."

Afraid that other people would hear him, he deliberately lowered his volume, and was about to sit on the bench as he spoke.

"I don't know what's wrong with Brother Lin. I know someone in the hospital, and I can sign up for you to make an appointment with a specialist right away without queuing up..."

"This is the inpatient area." Lin Jianqiu reminded.

"..."

"puff."

Neither Zhong Xinyue nor the bearded man could hold back, and almost laughed out loud.

It's a pity that the man's face is thicker than they imagined, and his face is only stiff, and soon returns to normal.

"Inpatient department, I also know people in the inpatient department, I will definitely be able to help you find the best ward—"

Lin Jianqiu interrupted him: "Do you have any grudge against me?"

The man was stunned for a moment, with an unnatural expression on his face: "What is Brother Lin talking about, we only met once or twice at parties before, so there is no enmity."

Lin Jianqiu asked, "Then why do you keep cursing me that I'm sick?"

The man paused: "...huh?"

He turned his head to look at the plastic bag in Zhong Xinyue's hand, and finally saw the name of the hospital printed on it. His sluggish brain finally realized it and reacted.

He covered his mouth and looked very panicked: "It turns out Brother Lin is here to see a friend. I blame my bad eyes and unreliable mouth. I should be beaten."

As he spoke, he reached out to slap himself on the mouth again.

I can't tell whether it hurts or not, but it's quite loud.

Some people around have already started to look this way, the man reacted after he slapped twice, his hand froze in mid-air, smiled awkwardly, then touched his face, and put it down again.

The bearded man's voice was extraordinarily clear at this moment.

"This man is not mentally ill." The bearded man whispered loudly, "Let's go quickly."

It's not good if you get entangled.

man:"……"

Lin Jianqiu actually wanted to follow, the man panicked, he quickly picked up his bag and chased after him, trying to stop him.

"Wait, Brother Lin, don't rush to leave, or I'll take you, take you back—"

The man walked in a hurry, forcing the people in front to catch up.

Zhong Xinyue was bumped, subconsciously stretched out her hand to protect Nan Nan, and staggered two steps towards the bearded man.

The bearded man hurriedly helped them up, and finally couldn't help but get angry first: "Where did you get crazy?! Why do you keep chasing Qiu Qiu?"

As he said that, he gave Lin Jianqiu a strange look again, and asked, "Do you know this person?"

Lin Jianqiu shook his head: "Fate."

I can't talk about knowing each other, but I still have an impression.

The last time I saw her was last night, at Ding Shuangmu's so-called bazaar.

The man sat in the back seat, not very conspicuous, and didn't interact with the people around him very much. The main reason may be that other people didn't want to talk to him.

When Lin Jianqiu showed the joke on the stage, he also laughed happily below and clapped very hard.

Lin Jianqiu remembered that "Zou Mingzhi" was written on the column of his name.

The real thing does not match the name seriously.

Logically speaking, [-]% of those who were invited by Ding Shuangmu were displeased with Lin Jianqiu, and the remaining [-]% were among the reporters.

Zou Mingzhi looked down on Lin Jianqiu at first, but at this time his professional barrel came up to please him.

It can only be another picture.

Both Big Beard and Zhong Xinyue felt that this man was uneasy and kind, and they alternately persuaded him to leave quickly, and they should also be careful at ordinary times.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Seeing that the two of them were about to speculate on the road of breaking the law and committing crimes, Zou Mingzhi was annoyed when he heard it, and confessed his real purpose when he was excited or not paying attention.

"I'm not going to abduct｜sell｜people｜people!"

"Buy｜Sell｜Organs｜There are no officials either!"

"I'm in serious business! I didn't want to sneak | rules | Lin Jianqiu!"

"It's not that the recent project happened to hit Wei's house, and Ding Shuangmu broke up with Master Wei again, so he couldn't help me. I couldn't help it, so I came to Lin Jianqiu to save the country!"

"You know how much effort and money I spent trying to find Lin Jianqiu—"

There was silence among the few people, and the paying patients passing by couldn't help slowing down, pricking up their ears to listen to the excitement.

And the faces of these people in front of them were either clear or contemptuous.

To put it bluntly, in his eyes, Lin Jianqiu is a useful tool.

That's why I posted it to please.

Zou Mingzhi realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said, so he quickly covered his mouth and swallowed the rest of the words.

"Cough cough cough, of course it is true to make friends." He temporarily changed his words, "I think brother Lin is extraordinary, and at first glance he is not something in the pool. It fascinates me and I will never forget it..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bearded man pulled Lin Jianqiu and ran away.

Zhong Xinyue led Nan Nan and followed closely behind.

His expression was hurried and tense, as if something unclean was floating behind him.

Their conversation can be heard in the distance.

Nan Nan asked curiously, "Why are we running?"

The bearded man: "That's a pervert!"

Beard: "Children, don't play with perverts, it's too dangerous. Next time you meet such a person, remember to call the police."

Lin Jianqiu: "Your bearded brother is right."

Zhong Xinyue: "Your Brother Beard and Brother Jianqiu are right."

Nan Nan: "Oh."

Zou Mingzhi who heard it clearly: "..."

The author has something to say: I took too much anti-inflammatory medicine and cold medicine last night, and I fell asleep (covering my face) halfway through writing. After waking up, I found it completely unusable, so I deleted it and rewrote it, so I’m sorry. One update, will make it up tomorrow

There is one more later tonight, okay?