Chapter 3315: Chief, please pay attention to temperance [must see]

She has really worked very hard, seizing all the time and every opportunity to support herself.
In the early morning of the day, when the sun comes out, I paint, and in the evening, I go to Dige to work until 12 o'clock. It can be said that the day and night are constantly spinning, and I can't even eat when I am busy.
But society is so cruel, you can make enough money if you don't work hard.
What's more, everything is not so immediate. It's not that books can be sold immediately after publishing, nor is it that you can get a lot of money immediately after you work.
Gong Qing sneered: "It's useless? You can abuse yourself if it's useless? Do that kind of sordid serving of people?"
Song Song bit her lip. She went to work in an entertainment place like Dige, but that was a serious waiter, not a lady who was waiting for guests. Why did she become a lowly job?
Brother, do you have to scold me like this to get out of your anger?
Seeing Song Song's grievances and biting his lip, Gong Qing felt a bit of suffocation, feeling a little bit unbearable.
Immediately, he was cruel, and in a colder tone, he said, "Since you are self-willed to be low, you can make money wherever you go. You might as well sell it to Lao Tzu. You sell it for ten thousand times at a time, and it will be enough for you. ."
Song Song didn't react to what he was talking for the first time.
His big clear and bright eyes, jet-black, stared at him in a daze.
Gong Qing waited for a long time, before answering, he was a little annoyed: "Why? Too little? The price is less than 10,000 at a time? Then you go out and see the women who sell out. How much money can you make at one time?! At ten thousand, I got a sickness! You still think that Lao Tzu gave you less?"
Song Song finally heard clearly what Gong Qing meant this time.
He actually... let her sell him?
"Brother, you!..." Her blood surged, and before she could say anything, she was unstable and fainted.

After half an hour.
Empire State Building Presidential Suite.
Song Song woke up in the hotel in a daze.
This bed is a bit familiar...
She rubbed her tight forehead, and gradually remembered, yes, this is a bit like the wedding room that Xin'er and Qi Bei prepared when they got married.
However, looking out of the window, this is not the presidential suite on the Diamond Corridor, it seems to be... the Empire State Building?
Why did she come here?
Outside.
The presidential suite is quite luxurious. In addition to the master bedroom, there are five or six guest rooms, an oversized living room, an exquisite reception room, a quiet study room, a kitchen, and several bathrooms, toilets, cloakrooms...
At this time, in the reception room.
Gong Qing sat in the boss chair and looked at a medicine cabinet coldly: "Does your medicine have any cosmetic effects?"
"The head of the report, my Ouyang family's secret recipe is definitely not a vain name. As long as you stick to apply it for a few months, no matter how heavy the scar is, you can get rid of it. However, you must not miss a day, otherwise your previous work will be abandoned." An elegant and straightforward voice , Answered simply.
"Okay, go down." Gong Qing waved.
Female military doctor Ouyangqian, dressed in a neat and unrestrained army green long trench coat, turned around and walked out on high heels: "Okay. Chief, please pay attention to temperance. Your heart wound is very deep and it has not been completely healed so far. It is not suitable for strenuous exercise. ."
She was more courageous than Adjutant Lu, such words, she dared to remind Gong Qing directly.
Gong Qing glared at her irritably: "Long-winded! Get out of here! Waiting for Lao Tzu to beat you down?"