President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

"You... why did you let go?"

Qin Qiushui's elbow was scratched, tears welling in his eyes, and he stared at Lin Yifan aggrievedly.

"You made me let go."

Lin Yifan scratched his head innocently: "How about I hug you again?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hands towards Qin Qiushui.

"Do not touch me."

Qin Qiushui gave a coquettish drink, got up on his own, and went into the boudoir without looking back, and closed the door with a bang.

Five minutes later, Aunt Wu quietly opened the door and found Lin Yifan standing outside alone. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lin Yifan with a smile: "Master Lin, what do you want to eat early? I'll make it for you. I have everything you want." .”

At this time, Aunt Wu looked at Lin Yifan with flattering eyes, without the slightest disgust from yesterday.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

Lin Yifan's eyes lit up, and he cleared his throat: "Give me two ginseng to nourish my body."

Aunt Wu was taken aback for a moment, and said with a dry smile, "There really isn't one."

"Do you have deer antler?"

"nor."

"Just get more chicken legs." Lin Yifan curled his lips in disgust, and settled for the next best thing.

"Okay, I'll make a few more for you." Aunt Wu smiled all over her face.

"Wait, warm up a few more bottles of milk for the eldest lady. Why can't I suffer from the child."

Lin Yifan added.

"Success." Aunt Wu hurried downstairs and got busy.

Meanwhile, in the room.

Qin Qiushui dialed his father Qin Feng's phone number with shame and anger on his face. After a while, the phone was connected, and a deep male voice came: "Qiu Shui, what's the matter for calling so early?"

"Dad, let me tell you, I insist on dismissing Lin Yifan!"

With tears in his eyes, Qin Qiushui complained with aggrieved face.

"Why? Give me a reason."

"Last night was even more daring, sneaking into my room while I was asleep, trying to moleste me!" Qin Qiushui bit his lip and complained.

"Really?" Qin Feng's tone rose to a higher level.

"It's true, I swear, I didn't lie to you!" Qin Qiushui wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, feeling extremely wronged.

"Girl, have you been wronged? I mean, did you cook the raw rice last night?"

Qin Feng asked cautiously.

"No, but..." Qin Qiushui shook his head, and was about to accuse Lin Yifan of his crimes, but was interrupted mercilessly by Qin Feng: "No? What a pity."

"Dad, you..." Qin Qiushui was shocked.

"Girl, you are old enough, it's time to find someone. Lin Yifan is a good guy. I believe he won't play tricks on you. Mr. Lin's son is not a bad character. I can assure you of this."

"Dad, your daughter was as beautiful as a flower, why are you so willing to throw me to a foul-mouthed jackal?"

Qin Qiushui was trembling with anger: "If he spoils me with lust, I'll show you my death. By then, it will be too late for you to regret it."

"Girl, don't be angry."

Qin Feng calmed Qin Qiushui's emotions patiently: "I believe in Mr. Lin's character. When something happens, you can come to me later. Well, I'm going to the park to fight and die."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.

"Am I your own?" Qin Qiushui was desperate, and yelled at the phone that had been hung up.

There was a sad smell in the room, and it was eerily quiet.

A minute later, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Qin Qiushui wiped away the tears from his face and touched up his makeup.

"Miss, Aunt Wu made you sandwiches and milk, and I brought them for you." Lin Yifan's voice came.

"Go away, I won't eat."

Qin Qiushui said angrily.

"Great, then I won't be polite."

Lin Yifan grinned, and was about to leave with the dinner plate in hand.

click.

The door opened, and Qin Qiushui came out of the room aggressively, reached out and grabbed the dinner plate from Lin Yifan's hand, then stared at Lin Yifan coldly, and asked, "I ask you, did you break into my room last night? Thinking about taking advantage of me?"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Qiushui narrowed his eyes suspiciously, staring at Lin Yifan, as if he wanted to see through Lin Yifan.

"To be honest, I do have some ideas."

Lin Yifan scratched his head, and said honestly: "But then I thought about it, for a handsome and suave man like me, wouldn't it be a big loss for you to turn your face and deny me when you wake up?"

"you you……"

Qin Qiushui was so angry that he almost fainted.

What he said, it seemed that if Lin Yifan really wanted to have a relationship with her, Qin Qiushui would take advantage of it instead.

"Miss, as long as you give me the red envelope first, I will obey you!"

Lin Yifan said seriously.

"roll!"

Qin Qiushui directly blasted Lin Yifan away with a high pitch of 120 decibels.

Did you make a mistake!
After working on it for a long time, the reason why Lin Yifan didn't attack the flowery Qin Qiushui was because he felt sorry for his red envelope money!
What an out-and-out money fanatic!

After breakfast, Qin Qiushui checked the time, put the prepared materials into his briefcase, and went downstairs to drive to the company.

With a toothpick in his mouth, Lin Yifan burrowed into the rear seat of the car, lay down comfortably, and farted loudly.

"You..." Qin Qiushui turned his head and stared at Lin Yifan with murderous eyes.

"Hey, you can't control people's shit and fart."

Lin Yifan smiled disapprovingly: "Besides, farting proves that I am in good health."

For a mountain person like him, he must fart, so that he can enjoy himself.

"Asshole, get out of here."

Qin Qiushui was taken aback, rolled down the car window immediately, got out of the car, and dragged Lin Yifan out of the car.

"Miss, I was wrong! You...you are so beautiful today, just like a fairy in a painting."

Lin Yifan realized something was wrong, and hurriedly praised Qin Qiushui.

Unfortunately, Qin Qiushui didn't buy it at all. He opened the trunk, pushed Lin Yifan in, and closed the door forcefully.

Qin Qiushui stood outside the car for 5 minutes, after making sure that there was no peculiar smell in the car, he got into the car with satisfaction and drove towards the company.

When he arrived at the company, Qin Qiushui parked the car, walked straight to the elevator with his briefcase, and dialed a number while waiting for the elevator: "Xiao Liu, come to my office to get the car keys later, and put my Maserati Driving to other places, where are you going? Don’t worry, the farther the better, I don’t want the car anymore.”

After hanging up the phone, Qin Qiushui looked a little better.

Ding dong.

When the elevator arrived, Qin Qiushui had just entered the elevator, when Lin Yifan suddenly stepped in, saw Qin Qiushui, and grinned happily: "Miss, you are so kind to me, the trunk has a lot of space, I slept very well It's comfortable, and it would be perfect with a pillow."

"You..." Qin Qiushui's eyes burst into flames: "How many times have I told you that in the company, you have to call me Mr. Qin!"

"Yes, Miss."

Lin Yifan nodded and bowed.

Going upstairs, Qin Qiushui turned into a vigorous and strong woman again, and began to handle various affairs.

On the other hand, Lin Yifan was much more comfortable. He drank tea and read newspapers alone in his private office. When he was really bored, he molested the little girls in the company. He lived a happy life.

"Boss Qin, I'm here to get the car keys."

The driver, Xiao Liu, knocked on the door and entered the office with a smile, rubbing his hands impatiently.

Does Maserati say no?

If this is resold, wouldn't it be a big profit?
"Oh, you don't need to worry about the car."

Qin Qiu sanctioned the official document without raising his head, Xiao Liu was stunned, and left dejectedly.

"By the way, if you can go next door and beat Lin Yifan to death, I'll give you my Maserati. What do you think?"

Qin Qiushui suddenly raised his head and smiled charmingly at the driver.

Xiao Liu ran away.

Kill Lin Yifan?What a joke!
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the assistant Tang Qian knocked on Qin Qiushui's door and handed Qin Qiushui a bill: "Mr. Qin, the final payment for the project of Yesheng Real Estate has not been transferred to the company's account, and it is more than three months in arrears." It's been a month, do you think you want to go through legal procedures?"

Qin Qiushui picked up the bill and looked at it, and said with a headache, "Have you sent someone to collect the money?"

"The phone calls almost every day, and I sent someone to urge it more than a dozen times, but the boss of Yesheng Real Estate didn't show face at all, and just threw him out."

Tang Qian whispered.

"hateful."

Qin Qiushui was so angry that he slapped the table, pondered for a moment and then sighed: "Cheng Hao, the boss of Yesheng Real Estate, has a background in green forests. If we go through legal procedures, it will only cause us more trouble. Forget it, you can prepare the car later. We will gather downstairs in 10 minutes, and I will personally go to remind you to watch it.”

"Yes."

Tang Qian nodded, and suddenly asked a little worriedly: "Do you want to bring a few more people?"

"Need not."

Qin Qiushui shook his head slightly: "The reason why this Cheng Hao refuses to pay me the final payment is probably because of Wang Qiang's instigation, and the Yesheng Group is just a small company attached to the Wanhua Group. Wang Qiang has been going crazy Although I didn't agree, Cheng Hao didn't dare to move a finger of me."

Tang Qian nodded and left quickly.

Ten minutes later, Tang Qian and Lin Yifan, one on the left and one on the right, accompanied Qin Qiushui, and took the elevator to the parking lot.

The driver Xiao Liu quickly drove the car in front of the three of them and stopped.

Before Qin Qiushui got into the car, Lin Yifan got into the back seat on his own, and Tang Qian, the assistant beside him, stared angrily: "Lin Yifan, what is your identity? Are you sitting in the back seat? Hurry up and sit in the front go."

Qin Qiushui's face was livid, and he pointed directly at the trunk: "Go to the trunk."

"Miss, no no, Mr. Qin, I ate too much at noon, and I was overwhelmed. I wanted to sit down to digest and take a short nap. You also know that I didn't sleep well last night. I blame you for not being honest. ..."

As Lin Yifan spoke, he narrowed his eyes when he looked at Qin Qiushui, and his tone became erratic.