??151: Chapter 151 Xiaoru, What Kind of Car Do You Like?
151: Chapter 151 Xiaoru, What Kind of Car Do You Like?
Song Xiaodong waved his hand and said, “Don’t be like that, this ability is also given to
by the country.
My success is rely a matter of chance.
If you want to learn, I won’t stop you.
You can discuss it with Old He.
As for how far you can go, that really depends on your own luck.”
“Thank you!
Thank you, Master!” Liu Yajun’s eyes sparkled with excitent.
Song Xiaodong shook his head and said, “Accepting this bow from you, I’m doing it on behalf of the country.
I’m not going to accept you as a disciple, and neither will Old He.”
He Wenbai laughed and said, “Old Liu, that’s not very worthy of you, suddenly wanting to beco a disciple.
I never got such a chance, and here you are trying to get ahead of .”
Caught by He Wenbai’s words, Liu Yajun felt a bit embarrassed and said, “Yes, yes, I was too presumptuous.
But seeing Mr.
Song’s profound dical skill, I really wanted to learn.”
Song Xiaodong gave a slight smile and said, “Old Liu, there aren’t many doctors as dedicated to dical skill as you are nowadays.
Many doctors just think about making money and rely on their old gains, which is quite disheartening.”
Liu Yajun stood up and said, “That’s true indeed.
It’s disheartening to see.”
As everyone talked about the dical environnt, Liu Yajun and He Wenbai felt that Song Xiaodong treated them as friends, which made them quite comfortable.
However, their admiration for Song Xiaodong grew even higher.
A young man, not only possessed such high dical skill but also held a heart to save the nation—such rarity and vision were greatly respected in their hearts; they indeed regarded Song Xiaodong as their master.
During the conversation, He Wenbai received several calls, all from high-ranking officials who wanted him to arrange a dinner with Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong decisively declined, disliking such social obligations.
Moreover, he wanted to spend so quiet ti at ho, to spend more ti with his sister rather than constantly socializing.
Seeing that it was about ti, Song Xiaodong left the hospital, picked up his car, and went to pick up Song Xiaoru from work at her office building.
The most troubleso thing about driving now was finding a parking spot.
Song Xiaodong couldn’t find a spot near the entrance and eventually found one over three hundred ters away, then walked back to wait at the entrance of the building.
Smoking a cigarette, Song Xiaodong waited a while and then saw Song Xiaoru walking out with a few won.
These won were all Song Xiaoru’s colleagues, walking and chatting together.
“Xiaoru, do you have any plans for tonight?” a fashionable girl asked Song Xiaoru.
Song Xiaoru smiled and said, “No plans, I’m just going ho.”
Another girl said, “Just going ho?
Xiaoru, isn’t your life too monotonous?
Isn’t that too boring?”
Song Xiaoru still smiled and said, “I think it’s quite nice.”
Another girl sighed, “You guys still think about playing, while our performance salary for this month might go down the drain yet again.
Our base salaries barely amount to over three thousand, sigh, I can’t even afford to change my phone.”
“Yeah, I also want to buy a couple of outfits, but it looks like I’ll have to save, this salary just isn’t enough.”
“You guys just don’t know how to use your assets.
For won, as long as you can leverage your assets a bit, making money is not difficult.”
The one who ca up with this theory was a woman nad Zhang Na, dressed in all designer clothes, carrying an LV bag, and at that mont, she flaunted her new bag, saying, “Look, this is the bag I just bought a few days ago.”
“It’s really beautiful, an LV.
I saw this bag in the store, and it cost over forty thousand.”
“Forty-six thousand six hundred!” Zhang Na emphasized with a smug look on her face.
“Ah, this is just the kind of thing that can kill you with envy.
Zhang Na, you’ve found a rich boyfriend who’s willing to spend on you.
We just can’t do that, without your looks.”
Zhang Na was even more smug, turning to Song Xiaoru, “You see, Xiaoru, look at yourself, so pretty, with a figure and all.
How about I introduce you to a rich boyfriend?”
Song Xiaoru smiled and said, “No need, I won’t catch a wealthy man’s eye.”
Zhang Na imdiately said, “Look at you, talking down on yourself.
Wealthy n love won like you the most.
Look at you, spending not a penny of your own, with a phone that ca free with a service plan, clothes that never cost more than three hundred, always taking the bus, which is exactly what so rich people adore.
It shows you can manage day-to-day life, and help them handle their affairs.
My boyfriend knows plenty of rich guys, I could introduce you to a few, I’m sure it’d work out.”
Song Xiaoru shook her head and said, “Thanks for the offer, but I’m not thinking about marrying off that soon.”
Zhang Na rolled her eyes and said, “You know, Xiaoru, you really should change that mindset.
We won are only young for a few years.
If you don’t make use of it now, who’s going to want you when you’re older?
Just look at how hard you work every day, always overti, always chasing performance, and at the end of the month, you don’t even make five thousand, it takes you months just to buy a bag.”
Song Xiaoru gave a slight smile and said, “If it works, it’s fine by .”
“You’re just too rigid,” Zhang Na shook her head.
As they approached the door, Song Xiaoru spotted Song Xiaodong, and a colleague excitedly said, “Zhang Na, your boyfriend’s here to pick you up!
Oh, is that your boyfriend’s car?”
There was a BMW X5 parked at the entrance, beside which stood a man—Zhang Na’s boyfriend.
“No more chatting for , I’m off.” Zhang Na flipped her hair proudly as if she were a peacock.
“Ah, it’s just so enviable, a BMW X5, worth over a million.
When will I ever be able to afford such a luxury car?”
“In this lifeti, we’ve got no hope.
Even owning a car worth a hundred or two hundred thousand would be enough, at least we wouldn’t have to squeeze onto the bus every day.”
“Xiaoru, what kind of car would you like?”
The girls all looked at Song Xiaoru.
“I…” Song Xiaoru paused, feeling quite awkward, and said, “It doesn’t really matter to , any car is fine.”
“See, how can you talk like that?
Everyone should have a dream.”
“Yeah, co on, tell us, what kind of car do you wish you had?”
Looking towards Song Xiaodong, who was smiling not far away, Song Xiaoru gave a wry smile and said, “I just want sothing for getting around,” but she thought to herself, ‘Xiaodong, you better not pull out that Ferrari 599, that would really shock these girls.’
Chapter three is here.
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