The Boss Is So Fierce

"Win?"

Gu Qingchi had such an expression as expected, "I'll just say, how much can a little girl pay."

Meng Ying touched her head and said embarrassedly: "It's not really much, please, Dr. Gu, there may not be enough senior researchers in medical organizations like you, but I don't have any more. At Brook Casino, I won 100 million from them last time. I don’t dare to go any more, so…”

So this 100 million is all her money.

puff! Gu Qingchi spurted out a mouthful of hot water, "How much did you say? One hundred million?"

"Yeah, I only have so much."

Meng Ying lowered her head and blamed herself.

"Enough!" Gu Qingchi said decisively with a stern face: "Cough, a hundred million is better than nothing. Since I saved people, then give me the consultation fee."

Meng Ying was stunned and looked at Tang Zhi.

Gu Qingchi said: "Look at what she does, although she is my brother, but there is a saying that is good, brother, clear account, you have been here for so long, you should know who is the one who worked hard for your father. Bar?"

Meng Ying nodded quickly, "I know, Doctor Gu, you have worked hard. I will keep your kindness in my heart, and I will never forget it."

"It's okay to repay the kindness, just give the money."

"Ah?" Meng Ying looked at Tang Zhi tangled, it wasn't that she didn't want to give money, but who was the money for?

Tang Zhi received her gaze, and looked at Gu Qingchi lazily, "A little girl's money, are you embarrassed?"

Gu Qingchi pursed his lips, "Why are you embarrassed, isn't what I've worked so hard for worth the price?"

"It's worth it!" Meng Ying nodded decisively and bowed solemnly to Gu Qingchi, "My father's life is worth no matter how much money it takes."

"And I know that if it wasn't for Dr. Gu, you and Xiaozhi, I'm afraid I would never find another person in this world who could save my father."

"So, I have to give this money. I took the risk to go to Brook Casino for this consultation fee."

Meng Ying looked at Tang Zhi with her own perseverance in her eyes.

Tang Zhi only glanced at it and understood her thoughts, pointed at Gu Qingchi and said, "Then give it to him."

"Thank you, Twig."

Meng Ying showed a relieved smile and took out a delicate jewelry box from her arms, "The necklace last time was given by someone else, so it's inappropriate to give it to you again. I bought this one myself, although it's not worth much, but My heart, can you... accept it?"

Tang Zhi glanced at the box, and then at Meng Ying's slightly cautious look. After a moment of silence, he still reached out and took it, "Thank you."

Seeing her accept it, Meng Ying was very happy, "It's me who should say thank you."

The two chatted a few more words about Meng Ying's father, and Tang Zhi followed Gu Qingchi into the experimental area.

"I said, what do you like about that little girl? Before, you were not such a talkative person."

Tang Zhi paused for a moment, and was ecstatic for a moment.

"Alas!" Gu Qingchi stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her, complaining: "It's too much, I'm talking to you."

Tang Zhi turned around, walked to the side and sat down, "I just feel a bit of a relationship, as if... I've seen it somewhere."

...

When we returned to the Xishan Mansion, it was already evening.

In the garden, He Chen and Mr. He sat on both sides of the table with a chessboard in the middle.

The two should have been here for a while, and a lot of black and white pieces fell on the chessboard.

Tang Zhi walked to He Chen and sat down, casually glanced at the chessboard and knew that the old man was about to lose this game again.

"No, no, this step doesn't count, I haven't thought about it yet."

"It doesn't work either, it was wrong just now."

"..."

Hearing Mr. He's familiar scornful voice, He Chen's expression was calm, not surprised.

Suddenly, Mr. He looked at Tang Zhi and patted his thigh, "Yeah, how could I forget this!"

"Come here, girl, come to Grandpa's side, let's deal with him together."

After speaking, without waiting for Tang Zhi's reaction, he directly pulled her to the position he had just sat down.

Tang Zhi glanced at He Chen blankly, expressing entanglement.

He Chen looked at Mr. He and said calmly, "Remind you, she is from my side."

Mr. He stared, "Who said that? Who is on your side? Girl, tell me, who are you on your side?"

Tang Zhi:  …

Looking at the expressionless He Chen, and the expectant Old Man He, Tang Zhi was silent for three seconds: "I'll help you play this game."

Grandpa He smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits, "Hahaha, I knew, girl, you know better than this stinky boy that you feel sorry for Grandpa."

"Come on, come on, let's go to the next round. I just said that as long as I win, I will add another jar of wine. You can't be fooled."

Tang Zhi was slightly stunned, looked at He Chen, and the gesture in his eyes was obvious: Is there still this bet? I do not know.

He Chen was a little helpless, so he could only sort out the winning chess game and start over.

"You're fine, girl, but you can't let the water go. Grandpa will give you a reward if you win."

Mr. He was dazzled by the sight, and he did not forget to warn him.

Tang Zhi didn't plan to release the water. Since he promised the old man, he naturally had to go all out.

Moreover, He Chen's chess, hidden in the sword, made people unable to understand the context, so she had to keep trying, and in the end, she also had a bit of a competitive mind. .

Half an hour later, Tang Zhi looked at the chess game in front of him, "I lost."

"Let's talk about what conditions Master Shen wants to put forward."

He Chen raised his eyebrows, "No need."

Tang Zhi insisted: "I am willing to admit defeat."

"Alright." He Chen took a deep look at her, then withdrew his gaze, pretending that nothing had happened.

The most regrettable thing is Mr. He. Looking at the chess game, he said sadly: "It's almost, I almost won, alas!"

"Don't be sad, girl. Although this stinky boy has a bad temper, he is full of heart and mind, and he is best at playing chess. It doesn't matter if you lose once, next time, next time, we will win back. Let's agree, Next time you have to help grandpa."

Tang Zhihan didn't want to shake the old man's mood, "Okay, I'll try harder next time."

Satisfied, Mr. He stared at He Chen, "Did you hear me, hmph, don't be complacent, stinky boy, I will win back that jar of wine sooner or later, so I won't care about you this time."

After he finished speaking, he got up, "My old man is no longer an eyesore, butler."

"Yes, sir, what do you want?"

"What are the requirements? I see that you are busy and stupid all day long, learn some dross, and come to accompany me to practice boxing. You are also a pacesetter from the army, don't embarrass me."

"Yes!"

Tang Zhi watched the two old men leave, and couldn't help supporting his forehead, "Grandpa practices boxing, is there any problem?"

The practice of boxing in Mr. He's mouth is to be drawn, not to put on airs.