Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

Luo Dan's father introduced the director of the credit union to Xu Qing to know him. He was an elderly woman, about fifty years old, wearing thick lenses, giving people a very serious and scheming feeling.

Xu Qing is most afraid of dealing with such people because he is unwilling to adapt and is still difficult to accept new ideas.

Heng Donghua also looked at Xu Qing indifferently and asked Xu Qing to sit in the office in an official manner.

As soon as Xu Qing sat down, the other party spoke: "I heard from Lao Luo that you want to take a loan to open a factory? What kind of loan do you take? What ability do you have to pay the loan? It's not me that the loan is not poverty alleviation funds, you

If you take away the money, you won’t be able to pay it back. If you don’t have the ability to repay the money, you may be in jail.”

Xu Qing smiled: "I know, I just opened a factory without funds, so I thought of a loan, but I am confident that I can do a good job in the factory, so repayment is naturally not a problem."

Heng Donghua pushed his glasses: "Everyone who comes to the loan says so, but what about the end? So we can't lend money easily, let alone you be an outsider."

Xu Qing doesn't like to hear this: "I'm a foreigner and I'm right, but the Chinese medicine store I run is doing well now, and my mother and I have good medical skills, so I naturally have the confidence to continue working.

.I open a pharmaceutical factory not only to make money, but also hope to serve more patients."

Heng Donghua is obviously biased. She is native to Beijing. Although she is not from a wealthy family, she still has such a sense of superiority.

He picked up the water cup and took a few sips, then put it down and looked at Xu Qing. He didn't believe in what kind of ability could such a young and beautiful woman have?

Besides, in her eyes, many Chinese medicine practitioners rely on fraud, with three points of medical skills and seven points of fraud, and they can't cure Chinese medicine that cannot be taken to death.

The slight look in his eyes stimulated Xu Qing, and Xu Qing smiled: "If Director Heng doesn't believe it, I can take your pulse for free to see Director Heng's complexion. Do you often can't sleep at night? You also like to lose your temper."

Heng Donghua was stunned for a moment, put down the teacup and looked at Xu Qing. Could this woman be really capable?

Recently, her sleep quality has been very poor, she often can't sleep, and she has a very strong temper. She doesn't like anyone every day, and she is naturally not in good spirits. She loves to be in a trance from time to time.

Xu Qing was confident that from Heng Donghua's somewhat haggard face, it was naturally obvious that there were some problems with her body. And her age was most likely to be menopause.

He spoke very seriously: "I'll help you see and prescribe two pairs of Chinese medicine for you. It doesn't matter whether you give me a loan or not. I just hope that everyone has a healthy body. For example, if you are in good health, you can

Better serve the masses, isn’t it?”

This really touches Heng Donghua's heart. She talks about dedication throughout her life and dedicates all her youth and love to the people, which is also something that makes her happy.

He stretched out his arm: "Okay, let me give you a try."

Xu Qing expressed his hand with a serious expression to take Heng Donghua's pulse. It was all a little physical problem. Just prescribe some Chinese medicine. He took his hand back and looked at Heng Donghua: "I'll write you a prescription. You can get medicine wherever you go. After you go back,

Boil it and drink it warmly. If it doesn’t change in a week, you can go to Qingfengli Qingzhitang to find me."

Heng Donghua didn't say anything, handed over the paper and pen, and looked at Xu Qing writing the prescription smoothly, muttering in his heart, do you underestimate this woman?

Xu Qing came out of Heng Donghua's office and had no idea about it, but he was not in a hurry to get a loan. He didn't plan to open a pharmaceutical factory this year.

Seeing that it was getting late, I happened to pass by the kindergarten to pick up Xiaobao and Dabao.

Xiaobao has grown taller and looks a little thinner, but his face is round and chubby and cute, so Dabao is much more symmetrical, and his little face is more and more like Zhou Jinnan. Especially when he frowns and considers the problem, he is just a

A reduced version of Zhou Jinnan.

Seeing his mother coming to pick her up, Xiaobao immediately rushed over enthusiastically and unrestrainedly: "Mom, mom, my brother has gotten the little red flowers again today, but two."

Xu Qing was so amused that he squatted down and hugged Xiaobao who ran over: "Brother's little red flower, are your little red flower?"

Xiaobao shook his head without caring at all: "Xiaobao doesn't know."

Xu Qing and Dabao ran over, hugged a child with one hand, and each of them kissed him: "Our Dabao is so good, our Xiaobao is also great, right?"

Xiaobao nodded happily: "Xiaobao had a great meal and a great running. He was the fastest running."

Xu Qing smiled and touched Xiaobao's head. When he stood up and was about to lead the two children home, he brought Dabao and Xiaobao's teacher over to call Xu Qing.

"Mom Dabao, I want to talk to you. Can it take you a few minutes?"

Xu Qing nodded straight: "Okay, is there anything wrong with Teacher Hu?"

Teacher Hu waved his hand: "Mom Dabao, don't be nervous. I have been taking care of Dabao for a while recently. I have some ideas and suggestions to talk to you. See if it's OK."

Xu Qing touched Dabao's head, but he was not worried that Dabao would cause trouble at school. The teacher complained: "Yes, you said."

Teacher Hu looked at Dabao lovingly: "Dabao is the smartest child I have ever brought. Literacy and mathematics are better than first and second grade children, so I think you can consider letting Dabao go to elementary school directly. He is so smart that he can completely skip the grade.

go to school."

Xu Qing also had this idea. After all, in the first grade, he is still very basic and simple. Dabao can keep up with it, but he feels sorry for Dabao being young and becoming a primary school student so early.

I also told the teacher about my concerns.

Teacher Hu doesn't think so: "You can discuss with Dabao. Because his EQ and IQ are higher than those of children of the same age, he seems a little out of place in kindergarten. For example, if we do simple math problems, he will feel bored.

Sit down behind without saying a word.”

Xu Qing thought about it, so he lowered his head and asked Dabao: "Are you willing to be a primary school student?"

Dabao nodded seriously: "Mom, I want to go to elementary school."

He wanted to learn the skills quickly and could help his mother and grandma. He didn't want to play handkerchief game with a group of little kids every day, although Xiaobao liked it very much.

Teacher Hu said again: "If the child is willing, you can send him to elementary school, otherwise it would be a pity."

Teacher Xu Qingchong thanked repeatedly: "Thank you, Teacher Hu. I will discuss with the child's father when I go back."

On the way back with his two children, Xu Qing asked Dabao again, but Dabao was still willing to go to elementary school.

He asked Xiaobao again, Xiaobao didn’t like studying: “I like kindergarten, I can eat meat buns tomorrow.”

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