Will there be a third person in Wei Song''s office?
People in medical school know that Wei song is not a particularly sociable person. Apart from discussing math problems with Lin Wu, there are really few other things.
Wei Song asked, "can''t there be anyone else?"
"Who solved the mathematical problem of forestry?"
Ge yuan asked.
"You promised me a request."
Wei song suddenly smiled. He looked at GE yuan and said.
"No, no, no, are you and Lin Wu confused? There was no precedent for freshmen to enter the laboratory before medical school."
Ge yuan quickly waved his hand and said, but he refused to agree.
Wei Song ran through the laboratory many times for a freshman. He suddenly realized that Lin Wu and Wei Song were the same girl named Lu Qingyi who wanted to put into the laboratory.
He didn''t understand how charming the girl named Lu Qingyi was, which made the two senior professors busy.
Lin Wu really has the ability to put Lu Qingyi into the laboratory, but the process will be busier, and it will be easier to ask him for help.
"Nothing is absolute."
Wei Song looked at GE yuan and said.
Wei Song understood that Lu Qingyi just didn''t want to use his own way to enter the laboratory, so he asked him to help handle it. As long as Lu Qingyi thought, entering the laboratory was not a matter of minutes. It was not difficult at all.
"It really doesn''t work."
Ge yuan shook his head. He couldn''t break the precedent.
"That''s not good. You''ll bother."
Wei Song didn''t say much. He went into the office, took something and left.
Ge yuan felt puzzled. Wei Song and Lin Wu were really strange. They were so strange.
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When Lu Qingyi returned to the apartment, the apartment was empty. Xu Boyan was not there. He should have gone to work.
A note was pasted on the refrigerator with a post it note:
There is hot milk in the kitchen and porridge in the fridge. Heat it when you are hungry.
Very considerate words.
Lu Qingyi tore the note off, and a soft smile was on her lips.
Xu Boyan is really meticulous.
Just as I was about to take the porridge out of the refrigerator, the phone rang.
"Qingyi, come here, at the dock."
Li Xiyi''s voice on the phone was particularly urgent. Before Lu Qingyi asked, she was hung up.
The phone was very noisy, vaguely accompanied by gunfire.
shot?
Lu Qingyi''s eyes were suddenly cold. She picked up the gun and stuffed it into her trouser waist, so she hurried out.
"Uncle, borrow your car."
The middle-aged uncle who just returned to the community from work didn''t lock the motorcycle, so the key went to Lu Qingyi''s hand.
"Thanks."
Lu Qingyi quickly got on the motorcycle, inserted the key and rushed out quickly. He left the middle-aged uncle alone.
What happened?
He didn''t seem to say he wanted to borrow the car.
He was stunned and went to the guard room.
"Security guard, who was that girl just now?"
Not all the people in the community have met. Many of the time between work and school are inconsistent and may not be able to meet.
The long residents in the community can also be fresh faces, not to mention Lu Qingyi doesn''t often come here to live.
"Who?"
Lu Qingyi saw the car so fast that the security guards didn''t see the person clearly, and the person had disappeared.
The security guard immediately went to adjust the monitoring. Seeing Lu Qingyi, who was driving fast in the invigilator, he wanted to sigh:
So handsome!
If he were younger, he would be a follower of the little girl. He was SA and beautiful.
"She drove my car away."
The middle-aged uncle pointed to Lu Qingyi in the invigilator video and said slowly.
The little girl was very polite and asked him, but he didn''t agree. The little girl took his key and drove his car.
What''s this called.
"No, she''ll drive away your rotten motorcycle?"
Security brother looked up and down at the middle-aged uncle, frowned and said.
Not look down on the middle-aged uncle, but feel confused. As a security guard, he knows everyone in the community, and the middle-aged uncle is no exception.
The salary is not high. It''s just a motorcycle, but it''s still a little old. The little girl doesn''t need money and can''t drive away the middle-aged uncle''s motorcycle?
What does she want?
Isn''t it more comfortable to get a new car to drive?
"No, what do you mean, my car is very precious. Why is it rotten?"
The middle-aged uncle was not convinced at once. He stared at the security brother and said.
"The little girl is rich. She will like your rotten motorcycle?"
The security elder brother gently smoked from the corner of his mouth.
"The apartment that doesn''t live in is offered by the little girl''s boyfriend and bought it specially for her. Although her clothes seem to be casual, you don''t know how expensive they are."
Brother security explained.
Lu Qingyi usually wears special casual clothes. It doesn''t look like expensive clothes, but they are priceless.
People who don''t understand can''t see it. Brother security happened to see the English sign on Lu Qingyi''s clothes.
You know how expensive it is, but you can''t buy it with money.
"That''s her boyfriend. He''s rich."
The middle-aged uncle frowned. He immediately thought of the female college students who were kept by the big boss.
"Is the car really yours?"
The security elder brother didn''t intend to talk too much with the middle-aged uncle, but he asked questions.
Middle aged uncle: "it''s mine."
"I''ll let you know when she comes back."
When the middle-aged uncle walked out of the guard room, he was still a little unhappy.
In his eyes, Lu Qingyi''s image has become an image of a female college student adopted by a big boss.
Tut, now female college students don''t go to college well, but they have to
Generally, no one will buy such worthless things as apartments, probably for the sake of making beauty laugh.
The apartment is only suitable for renting out. The whole building is just a matter of stupid money.
If you don''t buy a house or a villa when you have money, who will buy an apartment foolishly, but don''t rent it out.
"By the way, what''s the little girl''s name?"
The middle-aged uncle suddenly turned back. He asked.
"Lu Qingyi."
The middle-aged uncle nodded and went out.
The name really sounds good. That''s the man
Oh, forget it. He doesn''t care if others like him.
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I haven''t driven a fast car for a long time, and I haven''t driven a motorcycle for a long time, but Lu Qingyi drives very steadily.
While she was calling Li Xiyi, the line at the other end of the phone was always busy. Lu Qingyi was very worried.