Metropolitan Doctor Sign-In System

6. I owe favors

Director Zhang knew that it was because of Qi Ming.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Mr. Yang, you have misunderstood, I mainly want to let my newcomers exercise more! There is absolutely no meaning to suppress!" Director Zhang quickly explained.

Yang Xiajiao ignored his explanation: "There is no wind and no waves, Director Zhang, since even I know about this, I definitely can’t say that I don’t know it. From now on, do things well and don’t do all these fancy things. You are in this position. Learn a lot more about what to do in this position!"

These words seemed like a bolt from the blue to Director Zhang. He did not expect that his suppression of a newcomer would cut off his promotion.

Director Zhang's brain was still buzzing until he returned to his office.

After a little reaction, he immediately asked people to give Qi Ming a holiday.

Qi Ming, who was still wandering in the sea of ​​cases, felt baffled after hearing the news of his liberation. How could Director Zhang's character suddenly let him go.

"Qi Ming, Mr. Yang wants you to go to her office!" After hearing the voice outside the room, Qi Ming immediately understood that it was Mr. Yang who was about to marry him.

Qi Ming smiled silently, alas, this time I owe this CEO Yang a favor, thinking like this, while walking towards Yang Xiajiao's office.

After entering the door, before Yang Xiajiao said anything, Qi Ming spoke first: "Thank you, otherwise I don't know how long I will stay in the case room!"

"Ah! How did you know that I did it?" Yang Xiajiao asked curiously, looking at Qi Ming who said thank you as soon as he entered the door.

"Among the people I know, there are people who can make Director Zhang silent and deflated, but who else can you have?" Qi Ming said naturally.

"Hey, then you say, I set you free, how can you thank me!" Yang Xiajiao said a little coquettishly.

Qi Ming said without hesitation: "Go ahead, how do you plan to make me thank you."

Yang Xiajiao slowly said, "I want you!"

Qi Mingmeng was taken aback for a moment, and then folded his arms around his chest, half-joking, half-seriously saying: "I have a bottom line, I only sell art but not my body."

"Pooh."

Yang Xiajiao said with a look of disgust: "Who cares about your body, I let you go shopping with me."

Hearing this, Qi Ming couldn't understand Yang Xiajiao even more.

During the time he stayed with Yang Xiajiao, Qi Ming didn't watch Yang Xiajiao go shopping.

Today is not a day off, why does Yang Xiajiao go shopping?

Yang Xiajiao pretended to be unhappy and said, "Why, you are not willing?"

"As long as Mr. Yang is happy, I am willing to do anything."

Qi Ming estimated that the so-called short-handedness should be like this.

"Count you smart, let's go."

Yang Xiajiao got up and picked up the bag, like a boss, leading Qi Ming to leave the company.

After greeting Yang Kaitai, Qi Ming drove Yang Xiajiao's car and took her back to the city.

At this moment, Qi Ming seemed to have become Yang Xiajiao's secretary again.

Yang Xiajiao sat in the back row, pointing to the front and said, "Don't go to the commercial street, go to the food street behind."

Following Yang Xiajiao's guidance, Qi Ming drove the car to a street behind the commercial street.

Compared with the former commercial street where Yangman was a famous brand and high-end shops, this food street looks much shabby.

The streets are full of shops, but the grades are not high, most of them are restaurants.

Parked the car in the public parking lot, Qi Ming helped Yang Xiajiao open the car door, and curiously asked: "Why would you like to come here for shopping?"

Yang Xiajiao asked back: "Do you think that in my capacity, I should go to a commercial street or a high-end shopping mall?"

"Is not it?"

Qi Ming looked at Qian Yang's passers-by and said, "The people who come here to go shopping are ordinary working-class people. A big boss like you shouldn't be here."

"The big boss is also a human. Who stipulates that I must go shopping in a certain area?"

"Right."

Qi Ming nodded and asked: "Where shall we go first?"

"It's noon now, let's go eat first."

Obviously, Yang Xiajiao came here often and was very familiar with the street pattern, so she went directly to a roast duck restaurant.

The shop is full of oil, and there are only a few sets of tables and chairs for entertaining guests.

But this is the case. When the two arrived, there was already a line in the store.

Guests without tables and chairs directly took the roasted duck and ate at the same place.

Seeing the crowd gorging themselves, Qi Ming sniffed his nose and smelled the fragrant smell of roast duck.

"Good fragrant roast duck."

Qi Ming was surprised: "How did you find this place?"

Yang Xiajiao smiled mysteriously and said, "Secretly, you said the roast duck smell in this store, which is true, because they use the most primitive hanging oven to cook Yang style."

While waiting for the roast duck, Yang Xiajiao introduced this roast duck restaurant to Qi Ming.

The roast duck restaurant looks ugly, but the roast duck stove inside has a history of decades.

In today's society, everything is about efficiency. Roast duck restaurants outside choose electric ovens to eat as soon as possible.

Only this kind of old store will maintain the most primitive roasting method.

Although the meal is slow, it can retain the original flavor of the ingredients to the greatest extent.

In addition to heat and stove, the wood used for roasting duck is also very particular.

This shop insists on roasting with fruit trees.

The price of fruit wood is high, but it is used to roast duck, which will leave the delicate fragrance of fruit wood on the duck.

After waiting for about an hour, the two finally waited for their ducks, and a table happened to be free.

The two of them sat at the table with the roast duck, accompanied by lotus leaf cakes, and ate them beautifully.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious."

Qi Ming ate his ducks in twos and threes, and said to the boss: "Boss, here are ten more."

"Boss, no need."

Yang Xiajiao stopped Qi Ming and said, "This shop can only cook five roast ducks per stove. You need ten ducks for an hour each time. It is estimated that it will take more than two hours to cook. It will be dark after you finish eating. I like to eat it next time."

"Oh……"

Qi Ming nodded disappointedly, remembering this store secretly, and he must come over to have a good time when he has time.

"Boss check out."

After a while, a fat man in a chef's uniform walked up from inside and said with a smile, "Thanks for your patronage, a total of 120 yuan."

Yang Xiajiao put her hand in her bag, then took it out again, and said, "Qi Ming, you can get my wallet in the car."

There is a clear stipulation in the store that only cash will be accepted and no mobile phone payment will be accepted.

Qi Ming walked quickly out of the roast duck restaurant, and on the way to the parking lot, he encountered a stumbling block.

Qian Yang, a large Land Rover off-road vehicle, parked sideways at the intersection.

Passersby who want to go shopping can only squeeze in from the gap of the off-road vehicle.

Two young men, a man and a woman, were sitting in the car. Seeing the look of passersby struggling through, the woman laughed, and the man beside her looked triumphant.

"Dangdangdang..."

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