Jin Zhicheng's disease is not difficult to treat. Strictly speaking, it is not a disease at all, but the acupoints are sealed by Lu Yun. Whenever the blood is concentrated, he will feel extremely painful.
This is why Jin Zhicheng visited so many famous doctors, but none of them could diagnose the crux of his body.
Lu Yun pressed again with a fine needle, opened the closed acupoints, and the pain healed itself.
Jin Zhicheng left gratefully.
Zhang Ping naturally didn't have the face to stay longer.
Not long after the two of them left, Ye Qingcheng came back, bent over and took off her high-heeled sandals and put them on the shoe rack at the door, and put on a pair of pink sandals.
Lu Yun had no intention of hiding anything, and immediately told Ye Qingcheng about Jin Zhicheng.
Ye Qingcheng didn't show the slightest surprise after hearing this, but said with a bit of bitterness on the corner of his mouth: "Recently, various skin care products brands have poured into the Jiangcheng market, and we may not even be able to hold on to our existing plates. How can we have the energy to develop the provincial capital?" market."
Ye Qingcheng was very depressed.
Lu Yun hesitated for a moment, then suddenly thought of a question, and asked, "Sister Qingcheng, why do we always go to the distributor instead of letting the distributor come to us on their own initiative?"
"It's not that easy."
Ye Qingcheng shook his head and said: "There are so many skin care brands in China now, if our products can't beat other brands of the same type, others won't take the initiative to come to our door, because they have too many choices."
In the past, Qingcheng Group was a small company in Jiangcheng, and the products it developed could only be said to be quite satisfactory. It was only after the huge orders from Nanjiang Wang and others came in that it suddenly emerged.
However, compared with other skin care products of the same type, Qingcheng Group's product competitiveness is not outstanding.
"It turned out that this was the root cause."
Lu Yun patted his head, thinking that he was such an elm lump. He had so many Chinese medicine formulas in his mind, but he forgot to give them to Sister Qingcheng.
The formula of skin care products, to put it bluntly, is actually just one of the formulas of traditional Chinese medicine.
Lu Yun has plenty of such recipes.
Glancing at Sister Qingcheng's snow-white and slender swan neck, Lu Yun took the initiative to press her shoulders and neck, and said with a smile: "Sister, believe me, I will definitely give you a huge surprise."
Ye Qingcheng didn't pay much attention to it, but closed her eyes and silently enjoyed Lu Yun's massage.
Although her shoulders and neck are no longer sore, but because Lu Yun's massage technique is so delicate, every time she presses it, she will feel very comfortable, especially when the warm current flows from the shoulders and neck to other places.
Ye Qingcheng's complexion soon turned rosy, and he still had more to say.
"Little Lu Yun, come with me tomorrow to have a meal with my... parents!" Ye Qingcheng said suddenly.
She said the words 'Parents' very awkwardly, and it seemed that she hadn't quite gotten used to it yet.
These days, Ye Qingcheng has been in contact with Ye Xiangrong and his wife. After all, they are her biological parents. As long as she is not allowed to give up her current life, Ye Qingcheng is still very happy to communicate with them.
Lu Yun was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm afraid this is not what they mean?"
"It's my personal idea." Ye Qingcheng said.
The original intention of Ye Xiangrong and his wife must be to let Ye Qingcheng go there alone, but Ye Qingcheng decided to bring Lu Yun with him just to express his attitude to them:
I can recognize your parents, but I will never give up my current life.
...
the next day.
In a high-end hotel in the provincial capital, Ye Xiangrong and his wife were already sitting and waiting in the box.
Together with them, there is also a gentle and elegant young man.
The young man's name is Ouyang Minghao. He has just returned from studying abroad in the East. The Ouyang family he belongs to is a family friend with the Ye family.
So Ye Xiangrong and his wife liked this young man very much, and they planned to take this opportunity to introduce him to Ye Qingcheng.
"Minghao, you must behave well when Hui Qingcheng comes." Jiang Lan said with a smile.
Ouyang Minghao nodded, with some expectation in his heart. Ye Xiangrong and his wife are both very handsome. Presumably their daughter who has been separated for 25 years should not be far behind.
The three waited for a while, and the waiter finally led Ye Qingcheng in.
Ouyang Minghao's eyes suddenly brightened.
When he was studying in Dongyang, he tasted a lot of Oriental women. Although they were docile, they always felt that they lacked some taste.
Seeing Ye Qingcheng today, that cold and aloof temperament, paired with a beautiful face, instantly fascinated Ouyang Minghao, and his heart couldn't stop.
It seems that the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming in an instant.
Ye Xiangrong and his wife were very happy to see Ouyang Minghao's expression, which showed that Ouyang Minghao was very satisfied with his daughter's appearance.
Although this is something that has long been expected.
Jiang Lan hurriedly got up and walked towards Ye Qingcheng, and said with a smile on her face: "Qingcheng, you are here..."
But just after saying a few words, her voice stopped suddenly, and the smile on her face froze instantly.
Because Jiang Lan saw that after Ye Qingcheng, there was another figure following in, it was Lu Yun who made her feel very displeased.
"What are you doing here?"
Jiang Lan's face turned cold instantly, she stared at Lu Yun and said displeasedly.
Before Lu Yun could speak, Ye Qingcheng spoke for him: "I sent little Lu Yun here."
"Qingcheng, this is not very good, today is our family eating, he is an outsider..."
Jiang Lan had long regarded Ouyang Minghao as her own family, so she used the word 'family' without hesitation. Unexpectedly, Ye Qingcheng interrupted and said: "Little Lu Yun is my family. Since you don't welcome me, then Let's go."
When Ye Qingcheng first entered the box, he saw Ouyang Minghao, instantly guessed the intention of Ye Xiangrong and his wife, and felt dissatisfied.
Coupled with Jiang Lan's bad attitude towards Lu Yun, Ye Qingcheng thought he might just turn around and leave.
"Qingcheng, it's mom's mistake, don't be angry, mom agrees to let him stay, okay?"
Seeing Ye Qingcheng turn around to leave, Jiang Lan hurriedly stepped forward to grab her arm, and said apologetically.
And the word "Mom" seemed to touch the soft place in Ye Qingcheng's heart, and her body trembled.
After hesitating for a moment, she nodded and said, "We can stay and have a meal together, but you can't target Xiao Lu Yun anymore, and you're not allowed to say anything wrong about him."
"No no no."