City exchange system

"Uh..." Hao Chuan did not expect that the answer he got from Mi Sisi was actually this sentence, which made Hao Chuan's expression suddenly brighter. He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say. How to talk back to Mi Sisi? After the uh sound, the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward. Hao Chuan heard sensitively that Mi Sisi's breathing rhythm on the other end of the phone had unknowingly become rapid, which made Hao Chuan I don't even know what to say.

After Mi Sisi uttered the words "I miss you", she herself blushed instantly, and she couldn't help herself with shyness. When he was in trouble, Hao Chuan was the first to say haha, and said with a dry smile: "It's good that you have nothing to do, I still have some things to be busy here, how about this call, let's do it first?"

"Well, okay, you... you should pay more attention to your body." After hearing Hao Chuan's conscious change of subject, Mi Sisi felt a little disappointed, but based on her understanding of Hao Chuan, she knew it very well. If Hao Chuan really responded to what she said, that would be an incredible thing.

After hanging up the phone, before Hao Chuan had time to do anything, Hepburn, who was eavesdropping on the hospital bed, immediately looked at Hao Chuan with an excited expression as if he had eaten a piss ball, and his hair was about to explode. He asked Hao Chuan eagerly, "Boss Gua, what is the relationship between you and Mi Sisi? When the two of you talked on the phone, it was not normal, it was so abnormal!"

"Do you know what is normal and what is abnormal?" Hao Chuan asked Hepburn in a strange way, this stupid man, his body has been messed up like this, and his mind is full of other things, he is really nervous.

Once again, he stabbed Hepburn, who was jumping angrily, quite bluntly. Hao Chuan ignored Hepburn again, and now only the call from Song Lao from the Song family was left. When he thought of Hepburn telling him the content about Song Lao, Hao Chuan A happy smile couldn't help showing on his face. Anyway, this old guy was in a bad mood, so Hao Chuan was very happy. There was no other reason, except that he couldn't get used to Song Laogou, who looked down on others. The reason is, who made Mr. Song happen to be the person in power in the Song family that he hated so much?
Hao Chuan was not very polite to Mr. Song. Without any psychological pressure, he directly dialed Mr. Song, and without waiting for Mr. Song to speak first, he took the initiative to say with a smile: "Hi, Mr. Song, I don’t see you, it’s almost like three autumns. I heard from my friend that you called me two days ago and said that you gave me an ultimatum time limit? I had some health problems and I was recuperating in the hospital Well, after getting this news, I didn't dare to be negligent, and I got better as quickly as possible. After all, the reason why my body recovered so quickly is still inseparable from your encouragement to me. Thank you, Mr. Song!"

Mr. Song was really angry at Hao Chuan's long speech, his face was livid, and his body was trembling listening to Hao Chuan's villain-like tone, his whole body was going to explode. He cursed crazily in his heart, blackened My little bastard, why didn't God take the opportunity to accept you?
Of course, this was just what Song Lao said to himself secretly in his heart, and he didn't say it in front of Hao Chuan. The other side was in Mr. Chen's courtyard, and Song Lao had met Hao several times. Mr. Song is very self-aware of Chuan's verbal prowess. He knows that he is far from Hao Chuan's opponent when it comes to cursing by shrews.No, after the call was connected, before he had said anything, Hao Chuan had said so much, if he was expressing the curse words in his heart, he might have poked a big hornet's nest.

"If you call me just to say these useless nonsense, then I'm sorry, I don't have the time to chat with you." Song Lao's chest is tight, and now he has a feeling that he doesn't want to deal with Hao Chuan in his life idea.

"Hahaha, don't, everyone is an adult, just kidding, there's no need to be so serious." Hao Chuan was very happy, raised his head and laughed, and said with a smile: "I have time for these two days, you see When is the best time for me to come and see you?"

"Today at three o'clock in the afternoon, I will contact you by phone. If you don't come, the bet between the two of us will be automatically cancelled." Elder Song said through gritted teeth, with an air and tone that really wished to tear Hao Chuan into pieces. .

"No problem, three o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. Song, we'll see you soon." Hao Chuan happily agreed.

After the angry Song Lao hung up the phone, his anger almost ignited him, "Come here, if you are not dead, get out of here quickly!"

"Mr. Song, I was just looking for you. I saw that you were on the phone, so I didn't come in to disturb you immediately. This is the information you want. It contains the Wang Gua's movements in the capital during this period that I collected. "This young man who is in charge of Mr. Song, he has served Mr. Song for so long, and this is the first time he has seen Mr. Song so angry. When he handed Mr. Song the information, he lowered his head and dared not look at Mr. Song directly. After all, Elder Song's temper is notoriously irritable in the entire Song family.

Elder Song took over a stack of more than ten pages of materials, and waved his subordinates to leave. When he saw that Hao Chuan had been living in the hospital recently, and after seeing the name of the hospital, a person appeared in his heart. The figure, this person, is the director of this hospital.

Immediately, Elder Song angrily called the subordinate in again, and asked him to find a way to get the contact information of the director of the hospital, and communicate with the hospital immediately.

"My surname is Song, and I'm one of the members of the Song family's conference hall. I heard that Wang Gua recently stayed in your hospital?" Although separated by the phone, Mr. Song still naturally revealed that superior tone and demeanor, His attitude towards the hospital director was not very flattering, because in Mr. Song's view, in his capacity, condescending to talk to a hospital director was already a blessing for that director for several lifetimes.

"Ah, hello, hello!" The director of the hospital immediately felt flattered when he heard Mr. Song's self-introduction of his family name. His tone was as humble as that of a junior, and he nodded and bowed to ask Mr. Song, "That's right. , that Wang Gua, he does live in our hospital, you called, do you have any orders?"