The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Until the luxury car disappeared in front of him, a young man watching looked at the search content on his mobile phone and said, "Do you know the brand of the car that picked up the old lady just now?"

"have no idea."

"Silby."

Silbert?

What kind of car is Silbert?

They only know that Mercedes-Benz BMW Audi is a luxury car.

Could it be that the car that picked up the old lady was not a luxury car at all?

The young man went on to say: "Just now, the Silbet is limited to ten worldwide, and is worth 100 million."

One hundred million!

Although they knew that the identity of the old lady was not simple, they did not expect that a car was worth 100 million yuan.

The identity of the old lady is definitely not simple.

If they can climb up to such a powerful position, three generations of descendants will not have to work hard. In this way, everyone regrets not helping the old lady just now, especially the young man who was the first to find the old lady falling.

Splashing wealth and honor was ruined by myself like this

At this moment, he wished he could give himself two slaps.

"Miss Song." Knowing that Song Wei would come for a follow-up visit today, Cheng Yuang waited at the door early.

"Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Yuang followed Song Hao with a respectful look on his face, and then said: "Miss Song, I haven't slept well these days, after you give Yingying a good look, can you take a look for me by the way?"

Song Hua looked up at him.

Cheng Yuang's face turned yellow, his eyes were a little cloudy, and his tongue was very white when he spoke, which indicated qi deficiency and damp heat.

"Do you often feel dizzy and have a bad appetite?" Song Hua then asked, "Cough and phlegm in the morning and evening?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Cheng Yuang nodded immediately.

Song Wei is really amazing!

You can tell all his symptoms with just a glance.

Worthy of being a miracle doctor.

Song Wei continued: "It's not a big problem. You go back and eat eel soup stewed with zucchini and barley once every night, and you can relieve symptoms after eating it for three days."

"No need to take medicine?" Cheng Yuang was a little puzzled.

He went to the hospital and prescribed a lot of western medicine, but it didn't work when he came back. Stewing some eel soup would solve the problem?

Song Wei smiled slightly, "It's three-point medicine. You go back and try my method."

"Okay!" Cheng Yuang nodded.

While speaking, the two had already walked to the room where Shangguan was welcoming.

Cheng Yuang continued: "Miss Song, I'm outside, call me if you need something."

"Um."

Song Hua walked inside carrying the medicine box.

"Miss Song, you're here!" Shangguan Yingying was practicing the guzheng, and when he saw Song Wei coming over, his face was full of surprise.

"How have you been feeling these past two days?"

Shangguan greeted him and said: "Very good. It's just that staying in the house is a bit boring. Miss Song, when can I go out for a walk and enjoy the sun?"

"After removing the gauze."

Shangguan Yingying counted the days, "There are still ten days left."

"Yeah." Song Hua took out the acupuncture bag.

Shangguan Yingying took off his coat and lay down on the bed.

Song Hua held the silver needle in her hand, and stuck it on the various acupuncture points on her back one by one.

An hour later, the acupuncture was over.

Shangguan Yingying was looking forward to the day when the gauze was removed, "Thank you, Miss Song."

Song Wei smiled slightly, "It's not too late to thank you when you're better."

Shangguan looked at Song Wei, "Miss Song, you look so pretty when you smile!"

This is a person with a very good color, but the way he smiles is even more troublesome to all living beings.

Shangguan Yingying suddenly understood why in ancient times there were foolish kings who were obsessed with beauty.

If she were the emperor, she would be a fool if she met a beauty like Song Hua.

Song Wei looked back slightly, and teased, "You mean I'm usually not good-looking?"

"Of course not!" Shangguan Yingying immediately explained, "Miss Song, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen! Even the most talented girl in Jiangcheng is not as good-looking as you!"

Song Wei put away the medicine box and said with a smile: "You continue to keep taboos these days, and I will come back in ten days."

"Okay." Shangguan nodded welcomingly, "Then I don't need acupuncture any more?"

"Yeah." Song Wei picked up a pen casually, and pulled up her hair, revealing her fair and beautiful swan neck, "But I still have to drink Chinese medicine."

"No problem." Shangguan greeted and shouted, "Uncle, please help me see Miss Song off."

Shangguanzheng and Cheng Lin have something to go out, Cheng Yuang is here today.

"Here we come." Cheng Yuang walked in from the outside.

The rain outside had stopped, and Song Hua declined Cheng Yuang's suggestion to drive her back.

Cheng Yuang looked at Song Hao's back riding a bicycle, and said with emotion: "Why don't I have such a good daughter!"

What kind of parents can give birth to such a daughter?

After returning, Cheng Yuang immediately ordered the kitchen to make stewed eel soup with zucchini, barley and eel.

Eel is very fishy, ​​and it will be even more fishy when stewed with zucchini and barley!

Mrs. Cheng asked suspiciously: "Is that Miss Song you're talking about okay? This stuff smells so bad, why don't you stop drinking it! I'll take you to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine tomorrow."

Cheng Yuang took a big sip, "What do you know! Ms. Song is a true genius doctor, she said that she will be cured after drinking for three days."

The true miracle doctor can't even prescribe a prescription?

Mrs. Cheng curled her lips, "Just wait to be cheated! I don't care about you."

The left and right are just a bowl of soup, which will not harm the body. After three days, Cheng Yuang finds that these things are useless, and he will go to the hospital with her.

**

When passing by a night market, Song Wei packed a hot and sour powder.

She was too lazy to sit and eat with the Song family.

Today is the second day that LW has posted tasks on Juxian.com

The task has been taken over by countless individuals.

But no one can get rid of the virus.

In desperation, LW could only create a new official website, but no matter how many times it was created, it was hacked within a second.

Song Wei sat at the computer desk, eating hot and sour noodles, while opening the Juxian website.

After seeing the task posted by LW, Song Hua slightly raised her eyebrows.

1 million financial coins!

LW is really generous.

Song Wei slightly hooked her lips, and clicked to receive the task.

Five minutes later, the LW official website returned to its original state.

at the same time.

drop!

Song Wei's Juxian.com account received 1 million financial coins.

LW finally waited until the virus was eliminated, and all the high-level executives burst into tears with excitement.

The forum of the international website also exploded.

[LW official website is back to normal! I heard that country P has strengthened the firewall this time, even the most powerful hackers are helpless. 】

[I have to say that country P still has something. 】

[Fuck, shit, shit! Go to the official website of LW! It got hacked again, and the countdown turned to 72 hours again! 】

[Laugh! Now I suspect that the person who cleared the virus is the milk tea boss. After earning 100 million blood, he restored the webpage to its original state! 】

[I guess LW will doubt life. 】

[Add one upstairs. 】

【.】

at the same time.

A school aid base for children in a poor mountainous area.

"Ah!" The financial office screamed.

"Xiao Xu, what's the matter?" A colleague looked at Xiao Xu curiously.

Xiao Xu pointed to the computer screen and said, "Yes, someone anonymously donated 10 million to us!"

"Did you count a zero?"

It is really impossible to donate 10 million anonymously at one time.

Under normal circumstances, large donations are either from companies or celebrities. If those people donate, they would like to be known by everyone, so how can they be anonymous?

"No! Count it yourself!"

"Ten million! Fuck! It's really ten million!"

The same thing happened in the Red Cross Society of Xiushui Village, free lunch for children in a poor mountainous area, welfare home for children, and rescue station for stray cats and dogs

A total of ten non-profit organizations.

The total amount added up is no more, no less, exactly 100 million.

**

"Mister and wife, Mr. Yu, Mr. Yu and Mrs. Yu are here." The housekeeper of the Song family trotted to the living room.

"Please come in quickly." Song Dalong said with a smile.

"OK."

After a while, there were footsteps outside.

Song Dalong and Zhou Lei immediately stood up to greet the guests.

"Old man, why bother you to go there yourself! Aren't you a junior?" Song Dalong said beautifully.

Old Man Yu smiled and said, "It should be, our family doesn't talk about two different things."

Zhou Lei smiled skinny.

Old things can really take advantage!

As for the trash like the third child of the Yu family, they really had the nerve to come to the door and mention the engagement.

"Sit down quickly," Zhou Lei held Mrs. Yu's hand, "We haven't seen Minghui for a long time."

After the few people were seated, Mr. Yu went straight to the topic, "Dalong, I'm here this time for the two children. The day after tomorrow is the engagement banquet we discussed at the beginning. I roughly arranged it. You See if there is anything wrong."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yu handed Song Dalong a piece of red paper.

Song Dalong took the red paper without even looking at it, "Old man, you can arrange it however you want, our eldest daughter is able to fall into your eyes, she is the one who appreciates you."

Zhou Lei nodded immediately, "Yes, yes, it is the blessing of our big girl."

The husband and wife deliberately emphasized that they are the eldest daughter and eldest girl.

But Mr. Yu didn't think much about it.

After all, the Song family has only one daughter.

Seeing the attitudes of Song Dalong and Zhou Lei, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Song Dalong and Zhou Lei were not the kind of people who would contradict their promises.

"Why didn't you see Bao Yi?" Fang Minghui asked.

Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~