Chapter 17: Treating female stars

However, this face still can't be seen.
My heart is full of hope, and one day, I will become a beautiful woman.
Well, now the question is coming, how can I sell this out? Who would believe in a three-no product?
No way, I still have to resort to Tang Mingli.
Tang Mingli told me that after I left, the police came and took the manager Lin, and the murdered front desk was his lover, and he was derailed.
Moreover, there are more than one derailment object, and those few actually do not know that he is married.
Manager Yue’s Yue family knew that he was furious and his wife divorced him with lightning and took away all his shares and money.
He has nothing to do, but he still has to sit for decades.
As for other things, he told me that he was all done.
Even this kind of thing can be done, it is really supernatural.
I asked him if he knew any rich friends, the best is a woman, and there are ugly scars on his body.
"It’s clever." He smiled on the phone and said, "I just know one."
Zhu Ling, once a smash hit female movie star, she grew up in a beautiful country, her body is good, her acting skills are excellent, and her debut has caused a sensation. The seven films she starred in have won international awards.
It is said that as long as she is a film, even if it is the best film, there are people watching it.
However, when her career was in full swing, she was burned at the time of shooting, and her face was burned out.
Although the life is small, but the face is gone, everything is gone, but in her hands there is still a huge savings, not to eat and wear, but all day in the room, refused to step out of the door.
Tang Mingli and her a little friendship, gave her a call, she had a face.
Tang Mingli drove me to the lakeside villa on the outskirts of the mountain city. This villa has a unique style, post-modern style, simple and clear, with this clear lake and the verdant mountain peak opposite, there is a contrast.
A middle-aged maid led us in. She whispered: "Miss Zhu is in a bad mood today. Please take more care of the two. Don't irritate her."
With a bit of sadness on her face, she really cares about Zhu Ling.
We came to Zhu Ling's bedroom. She sat in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and her back was lonely and lonely.
"Zhu Ling." Tang Mingli said softly, "We are here."
Zhu Ling slowly turned back, and under the long hair of Qingsi, she was half a burnt face.
"Dang Shao, I didn't expect you to come to see me." Zhu Ling said with a blank expression. "Since I had an accident, those who were behind me and turned around like a dog all avoided me like a snake."
Tang Mingli said: "Those people don't come, so they don't have to look down."
Zhu Ling’s gaze slowly turned to me, and her eyes were not good.
Don Tang, this is the person you said? Is she really able to cure my burned ointment?

I nodded and said, "Exactly."
"Is it a Chinese medicine cream?" she asked again.
I nod again: "Yes."
Her face sank and said: "Tang Shao, I am looking at your face, and I agree with her, but you should know that I have never believed in Chinese medicine. Chinese medicine is just a witch doctor. It is a liar. From small to large, I have no I have encountered Chinese medicine."
She turned and said, "Let's go."
Tang Mingli still wants to say something, I stepped forward and said: "You should have tried all the methods? The skin graft has been planted many times, and it is impossible to cure the wound on your face. If so, why don't you try? What? As the saying goes, the dead horse is treated as a living horse, and you will not lose anything anyway."
Zhu Ling snorted: "Don't you have any ointment?"
"Of course." I said, "And the price is not low."
Zhu Ling glanced at Tang Mingli and showed the evil light: "You come to see me with such a liar? It is too much to deceive."
Zhu Ling’s character is like this. He goes straight and does not care what the other person is, and he has offended many people. When she got the momentum, those people naturally disappeared. After she lost her power, all of them fell into the rocks, and everyone wanted to step on it.
Tang Mingli’s face was also a little bad. He was about to speak. I suddenly took off my hat and mask to reveal my ugly face.
Zhu Ling glanced at it, revealing an unbelievable look.
"This is a fibroid. From a very young age, the doctor said that it is not cured. I can only live with this face for the rest of my life." I looked straight into her eyes and said, "But I am never discouraged. Even if life is hard, I have to live strong. So, I can understand your pain, you can rest assured, I will never lie to you."
My words seemed to make her touch. For a long time, she sighed and said, "Well, I am willing to try, but let me say first. If there is no effect, I will not pay."
"Of course." I nodded quickly. "You can paint a small piece first and see the effect."
The rouge box made of blue and white porcelain is quiet and elegant. As soon as I opened the box, a strong fragrance came out. Tang Mingli’s eyes brightened, and even Zhu Ling, who did not believe in Chinese medicine, showed a few expressions of enjoyment.
I personally dug a small piece and applied it to her right cheek, only a small piece, and then said: "Don't wash your face tonight, you will see the effect tomorrow morning."
Zhu Ling sneered in coldly, apparently not believe.
I don't argue with her anymore.
On the way back, Tang Mingli couldn’t help but say: "You shouldn’t say that you can see the effect in the day, it’s a panacea, and it’s not so fast. Don’t look at Zhu Ling’s ruin now. In fact, her cockroaches are the underground forces of Rongcheng. Boss, so she used to offend so many people, and no one dared to come to her trouble."
I understand what he means. If the ointment doesn't work tomorrow, I am playing with her. She wants to kill me, but it is a minute.
I am not convinced, just smiled shallowly and said: "If you can't make it, you can see it tomorrow."
Tang Mingli shook his head helplessly, and thought in his heart, anyway, I can protect her, let her mess around once.
Early the next morning, Tang Mingli’s phone came in. The voice was a bit unbelievable:
Just told me on the phone that your ointment is really effective and I want to see you right away.

I have a confident arc in my mouth. Of course, I have tried it many times on my own.
When she came to the lakeside villa this time, Zhu Ling was much more enthusiastic, and her hopeful brilliance was once again in her stagnant eyes.
"You see, it's really effective." She greeted her excitedly and pointed to her face. The small piece of ointment was smooth and fresh, and the blow was broken, like the baby's skin.
Tang Mingli is even more incredible, and he turned his head to look at me again.
He thought, this girl can always surprise him.
"Sorry, my attitude was not very good yesterday." She was embarrassed to say, "I used to encounter too many scammers, and naturally I have to be alert."
"It doesn't matter." I waved my hand. "I am not a doctor. You suspect that I am also normal. Ms. Zhu Ling, I have cured your burns. The treatment fee is two...300,000. How do you see it?"
Zhu Ling looked at me with big eyes, and my heart was imaginary. Is it too expensive? The cost of my box of ointments is also a few hundred. Now that I have an opening of 300,000, will it be considered as blackmail?
"Only 300,000?" Zhu Ling couldn't believe her ears. "Is it so cheap?"
I have only returned to the taste. For Zhu Ling, that face is all, let alone 300,000, that is, 3 million, 30 million, she is also awkward. Do not many foreign stars buy tens of millions of billions of insurance for their legs, arms and chest?
My heart hurts, hey, I wanted to blackmail her, but I didn’t expect it to be less. I really couldn’t understand the rich world.
This time, she transferred 300,000 to me very refreshingly, and gave me another 100,000. I said that this is a reward, and I just accepted it.
I dug a large amount of ointment and carefully applied it to her face. She enjoyed it and invited us to stay tonight and witness the miracle with her tomorrow morning.
I am afraid that there will be any changes in the middle, and I will agree.
We had a light but extremely delicious dinner together, and we drank tea together at night, ate tea, and then went back to the room to rest.
When I passed Zhu Ling's room, I smelled a strange smell, and I stopped and stepped.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Ling asked.
"What incense is this?" I asked.