"What are you pulling me?"

The beauty shook her arm and was a little dissatisfied.

"Are you just having fun with me, and you don't plan to be serious?" The beauty asked Jiang Ping.

"How could it be?"

Jiang Ping smiled bitterly, why did he talk about it?

He, Jiang Ping, really wants to have fun, is there a shortage of women?

Although he asked himself that he was not as handsome as Fang Han and not as rich as Zhang Xiaoquan, Jiangping Medical Equipment is now a large enterprise with assets of billions, and looking at Jiangzhou Province, it is also a top-ranked company.

The prince of Jiangping Medical Equipment is also a real wealthy man. Maybach is not unaffordable, and Rolls-Royce is not unaffordable.

"Tingting, stop making trouble, I'm serious about you."

"Then why don't you introduce your friends to me?"

Zhong Ting asked angrily.

"Don't think I'm easy to cheat. I don't want to introduce my girlfriend to my friends. That's just a play. You think I'm embarrassed..."

"Where is it?"

"Then why are you pulling me away?" Zhong Ting asked.

Jiang Ping smiled bitterly, you stared at Fang Han so straight, how could I not pull you away?

It is embarrassing to meet Fang Han and Long Yaxin, but his girlfriend stared at Fang Han straight at him. What's the matter?

But Jiang Ping can't say this.

"Aren't you going to attend the class reunion?"

Jiang Ping smiled bitterly: "And to be honest, I really don't know each other."

"I'm not familiar with it?" Zhong Ting was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Really, Zhang Xiaoquan is the eldest son of Binjiang Group and the heir of a billion-dollar property. How could he be familiar with me? He just knows me and has no friendship." Jiang Ping explained.

"Really?" Zhong Ting believed it.

Jiang Ping concealed his actual identity and only said that he was a senior official in a company with an annual salary of one million, he drove a Bentley, and had a house, but he didn't say much.

Such an identity and such income are naturally quite awesome for others, but for Zhang Xiaoquan, it would be a slight witch.

"wrong......"

Zhong Ting said: "I remember someone called you Mr. Zhang just now."

"I was originally the general manager and the executive president."

"But I'm not familiar with it, shouldn't I be more familiar with it?"

Zhong Ting was a little confused: "Will it help you to have a good relationship with Mr. Zhang?"

"There is no intersection in business, so there is no need to praise his stinky feet."

Jiang Ping said with a backbone: "That kind of young man, we can just not offend him. There is no need to flatter you, and you don't rely on him for your income."

"Too!"

Zhong Ting smiled immediately, wrapped around Jiang Ping's arm, and said with a smile: "That kind of rich young man is very fickle, you can't learn from them."

Jiang Ping was sweating coldly. I am also a young master. Do you want to show off a card?

Forget it, don't pretend, I'm actually a billionaire?

"Jiang Ping, who was the one who drove Wuling just now? It looked so low-key when driving a Wuling. That Young Master Zhang seemed to be very flattering to him."

When he entered the door just now, Zhong Ting noticed that Zhang Xiaoquan was deliberately slowing down half a step, allowing Fang Han and Long Yaxin to be advanced.

If this is an ordinary person, such details cannot explain anything, but who is Zhang Xiaoquan? He is very generous in parking, and can he still make people when entering the door?

"I'm a doctor, I'm not very clear about the specificity." Jiang Ping said perfunctorily.

"It's getting late. Have your classmates and the others arrived? Let's go quickly. It's impolite to be late."

"Yes, I'm already late, it's all your fault."

...........

Fang Han and others also entered the private room now.

The private room was big and the environment was pretty good. Zhang Xiaoquan entered the door, sat carelessly on the sofa, muttering: "What's the point of singing? Why not go to my martial arts style."

"You guys didn't say it earlier, Mr. Zhang."

Peng Donghai smiled and said, "Otherwise, I'll tell you, Mr. Zhang, recently, I've hired someone, a veteran, very good at it. I've played several of them by myself. I've got time to take you to practice!"

"real?"

Zhang Xiaoquan's eyes lit up instantly: "Is my master powerful?"

"I can't understand it before, but I can't understand it, but it's really amazing. It is said that he is the soldier king in the army and has won the fighting championship."

Peng Donghai had long wanted to join Zhang Xiaoquan. He knew Zhang Xiaoquan's hobbies, and this time he also considered his preferences. He asked many people and asked a lot of relationships. Fortunately, he found one.

It's very beneficial. Peng Donghai really doesn't understand how powerful it is, but he can easily fight several of them by himself.

"No need to be another day, just tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaoquan said: "I think it's not as good as my master, but as long as it's not an embroidered pillow."

When talking about martial arts and fighting, Zhang Xiaoquan immediately became energetic. He especially liked masters.

As he said that, Zhang Xiaoquan came to Fang Han again: "Master, I have learned the skills you taught me last time. Why don't you teach me a few more skills another day?"

Fang Han’s kung fu is the most powerful thing Zhang Xiaoquan has ever seen. It is a system-produced, and it is not a fancy style. It is proficient in level boxing, but it is deeply rooted in the essence.

"Let's talk about it if you have time." Fang Han casually perfunctorily.

Fighting, what kind of fight? Will it increase the burden on the doctors if you get injured? Isn’t it good to have no illness or disaster?

"Doctor Fang, I'll give you some songs."

Jiang Feng occupied the singing stage as soon as he entered the door. He clearly positioned himself today, that is, the service provider. As for whom he mainly serves, do you still need to ask?

"My master and Sister Long sing together." Zhang Xiaoquan started to cheer on the side.

"Xiao Han and Officer Long sing, let's drink." Peng Donghai poured wine for everyone.

"Doctor Qin drinks or drinks?"

“Drink bar!”

Qin Xige glanced at Fang Han and Long Yaxin, and felt bitter in his heart.

"Okay, then Dr. Qin, drink less." Peng Donghai poured a glass for Qin Xixiong.

Alas, it’s another girl who is fascinated by Xiaohan. There are so many single people on the scene.

Several people were singing and drinking, and the door of the private room was pushed open and Jiang Ping came in.

"Sorry, I'm having something happened just now, so I left anxiously."

As he said that, Jiang Ping poured himself a glass of wine and drank it dry. Then Fang Han said, "Doctor Fang, I haven't thanked you well yet."

"Mr. Jiang is polite. Now his legs are completely healed?"

"Okay, it's totally fine, thank you Dr. Fang."

"You, who is surnamed Jiang, ran so fast just now, because you are afraid that everyone will miss your friend?" Zhang Xiaoquan asked with a smile.

"Young Master Zhang is really good at joking." Jiang Ping smiled.

As he spoke, Jiang Ping secretly looked at Long Yaxin. Long Yaxin sat next to Fang Han and saw Jiang Ping coming, she just smiled politely.

"Oh, I'm so passionate."

Jiang Ping sighed in his heart. He still cared about Long Yaxin looking down on him. Who knew that Long Yaxin didn't care at all.

After drinking two glasses of wine and talking for a while, Jiang Ping said goodbye and could not leave for too long, so he could not be suspected by his girlfriend.

I sang it, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

Qin Xiyin was a little drunk.

"Why did Dr. Qin drink so much wine?"

Fang Han frowned slightly. He didn't even pay much attention when he didn't drink.

"Doctor Fang, I'm fine."

Qin Xiqing's cheeks were flushed and a little shaking, but he was still awake.

"I didn't drink much, actually."

Jiang Feng hurriedly helped him, feeling secretly happy.

I had no plans to sing today, but I came by chance. Moreover, Dr. Qin was drunk. What a good opportunity.

As for why Qin Xiying drank too much, it’s time to guess that everyone except Fang Han, everyone else probably knows the reason.
To be continued...