Chapter 1274: Two faces before and after

Chapter 1274 Two faces before and after
The rich man suddenly sank: "Can you do it? Can I just ask you?"
Although young, this girl has an inexplicable aura of trust, and the rich man feels that he may have really met someone who can save his life by accident.
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Look for me? I have no time to run to your Dubai every three to five, let alone live with you to be your personal doctor."
The rich man first introduced himself. He is one of the best rich businessman in Arab, called Qasim. He can give her a huge amount of treatment as long as she is willing to be his personal doctor.
Once cured, she will be allowed to make a price, and she will be satisfied with everything she wants.
Qasim saw that the girl was young, and in the face of such attractive conditions, she couldn't help but agree.
Seeing that Wen Qiao didn't lift his eyelids, he said indifferently: "No, I'm still studying, and I have a lot of things in Haicheng. Besides, I'm not short of money."
Qasim and his wife looked at each other.
The wife sincerely said: "I apologize to you for our rudeness just now. If it's because of what happened just now, please don't remember the villain and don't worry about us. You have gone to Dubai. We will definitely treat you as a seat. My guest."
Wen Qiao waved his hand: "If you don't go, you really can't go. If you really want to be treated, you can live in Haicheng. I can help you take a look."
The colder Wen Qiao was, the more Qassem wanted her to be treated. After all, she didn't have any real talents, and she didn't dare to do that.
He has also become a doctor for a long time, knowing that the more you flatter him, the more you are a quack.
Seeing Wen Qiao's determination, he immediately made up his mind: "Well, I will do something after I go back this time, and then I will return to Haicheng with you, and please be sure to help me with my illness."
Wen Qiao agreed. She was confident about the illness of the rich man in Dubai, but it might take a long time, so it took him to settle in Haicheng for a while.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Pagoda. She will never stand idly by if she can cure it.
After saying things, Wen Qiao was going back to economy class. The rich businessman's wife grabbed her hand and said, "Doctor, if you don't dislike it, just sit here."
On the next flight journey, the couple were completely incarnate as flight attendants, all sorts of cold and warm to her, and then asked her if she was hungry, and then if she was thirsty.
Wen Qiao was too annoyed, and finally returned to the economy class with his own blanket, and took a moment to make up for it.
Until Fu Nanli's voice sounded in the cabin, Wen Qiao knew that she was about to land. She stretched her waist and saw the Qasim couple looking at her with a smile.
A bit cripple, Wen Qiao lazily said: "Just leave a contact information, you don't have to keep following me, I won't run away from you."
Qasim said enthusiastically: "We want to invite you to the mansion as a guest."
Wen Qiao raised his hand and looked at his watch: "No, my boyfriend and I still have things to do. We will contact you when you get to Haicheng."
As he was talking, Fu Nanli came out of the captain's room, wearing a uniform and a hat, pulling aside the crowd and embracing her waist.
The man glanced lazily at the Arab local tyrants: "Who is this?"
Wen Qiao probably introduced it. Qasim recognized Fu Nanli at a glance, because the two of them had business dealings and attended the same reception.
He enthusiastically said: "Mr. Fu?"
Only then did Fu Nanli recognize the rich man with a turban: "Mr. Qassim."
(End of this chapter)