legendary boss

Chapter 143 Christmas Presents
Mr. Zhang didn't sleep well all night, and his scalp was itchy. So did the other dozen or so old people, so they all got up early the next day.

Don't look at everyone's calm appearance, but they are still a little nervous.

Since ancient times, heroes are like beauties, and they are not allowed to show gray hair in the world.

According to the agreement last night, everyone did not take off the headgear immediately, but got together first.

"Hey, Zhang, you look younger!"

"You seem to be the same too. The wrinkles on your face are not as deep as yesterday, so you probably won't be able to pinch the mosquitoes to death."

There was an old urchin who grabbed his companion's face: "It seems to have become tender, you think we won't be like the old monster in Tianshan Child Elder like in the novel?"

"If it's that powerful, I'm really willing to try."

Everyone joked and released their nervous expressions.

Then everyone looked at each other, no one wanted to be the first to take off the thick shower cap, for fear of being disappointed.

Finally, Mr. Zhang said, "I'll come first."

He felt that his hair should grow back, and he had the most confidence in Lin Feng.

When he took off the shower cap, a head of more than ten centimeters of hair slid down, and the group of old people couldn't care less about their reserve, and they all came over to watch in amazement.

"It's really hair!"

"Good guy, it's so dark and dense!"

Yesterday's big bald old man shouted: "No, I can't help it, I want to expose it!"

Then everyone saw that the old man who had been working as an artificial light source for many years had black hair of five or six centimeters!

Even he succeeded, the others became more confident and took off their shower caps one after another.

Everyone has black hair, the longest is more than ten centimeters, the shortest is five or six centimeters, but they are all very thick.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, you look so ugly! What kind of hairstyle is this?"

"Also say us, you are the same, like a third-rate literary youth!"

"Lao Zhang is the prettiest, like a young girl!"

Mr. Zhang endured it, and immediately called for yesterday's barbers to give them haircuts.

Several barbers were also petrified. They all shaved their heads bald last night. Why did they grow such long hair in just one night?

This is really magical, does this hot spring have hair growth function?

Not to mention that these old people have black hair, and with a suitable hairstyle, mask and essence, they feel younger than ten years in an instant.

Even if it's not really rejuvenation, everyone is very happy. Some people who know how to use smart phones first took a selfie of themselves, and then sent it to their relatives and friends. The meaning of showing off is self-evident.

Even Lin Feng and Zhang Siya were startled when they saw these old people who suddenly changed. They felt that they were not the group of people from last night at all.

Feng Ximing had hair and was still thinking about his leg injury, so he grabbed Lin Feng eagerly: "Little brother, look at my leg..."

"Don't worry, old man, the medicine has been prepared and will be delivered around ten o'clock."

Feng Ximing could only wait patiently, while the others saw the opportunity, found Lin Feng, and poured out their discomfort.

The facts are in front of my eyes, and I believe it now, he is a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and he has great skills.

Of course, there were still people who were thinking about the tea, so Lin Feng distributed 30 pieces to each person, and the rest of the tea was used up, and he couldn't drink enough for this month.

But it's worth it to get the favor of these old people.

You have hair, you have tea, so what can you ask for in this life?

"Brother Lin Feng, your medical skills are so good, have you opened a clinic?"

Mr. Zhang hurriedly replied: "He didn't open a medical clinic, but a pharmaceutical factory opened one, and now he only produces cold medicine."

"Is it the hottest one on the market recently?"

"Yes," Lin Feng said lightly, "but it is only being promoted in the province at present, and it will be ready to enter the national market next month."

"Oh," some old people from other provinces suddenly realized, "no wonder I haven't seen it yet, but I have seen the advertisement many times. I thought it was bragging, but now it seems that there is no fake."

"Little brother Lin Feng opened a pharmaceutical factory and a high-tech development company to benefit the society," Mr. Zhang said. "You old bastards have benefited, so don't forget to send a banner over there."

"Who is still interested in this now?" Someone replied disdainfully, "A national award is more useful than any pennant."

"I don't think it's good either, it's all fake," said the old man Feng Ximing, "If little brother Lin Feng can cure my leg, I can recommend it, and let these elixir of yours be exclusively for you!"

The special offering is equivalent to the imperial appointment in ancient times, and it was supremely honorable at that time.Mr. Zhang nodded repeatedly, as long as Lin Feng could get a few special places, it would be equivalent to an invisible amulet.

Anyone who wants to touch him has to weigh the weight of these "exclusive offerings" first.

"This is naturally great, little brother Lin Feng, don't hide your clumsiness later, help me heal his leg, I am grateful."

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When Lin Feng came to the restaurant, Zhang Yuman and Hao Xiaolei were already having breakfast.

The two people have similar temperaments at work, but they didn't expect that their life patterns are so similar, they are both used to getting up early.

As for Wu Lingshan, Lin Feng knew that she was definitely still curled up in bed. She said that she would make up for all the lazy sleep she had spent in high school.

The breakfast in the restaurant of the hot spring villa is a combination of Chinese and Western. Lin Feng ordered a bowl of porridge, a slice of ham and two slices of toast, with a little pineapple sauce, a steamed stuffed bun, and a bowl of beef noodles in red soup.

During this period of time, he ate a lot. It is estimated that the health-enhancing pills are still working.

The old man Hao also came, the old man was beaming, probably something good happened last night.

"How about Brother Lin?" He quietly asked Lin Feng.

"What about it?" Lin Feng wanted to tease him deliberately, "Oh, your daughter's skin is very fair."

puff--

Old man Hao sprayed under the table: "I'm not asking you this, I'm asking those old men, are you done?"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "There's nothing that can be done or not. Anyway, one of them gave a head of hair to reduce the wrinkles on their faces. Later, I will help the other to heal the old leg."

"That's great!" Old Man Hao said in a low voice, "These people's backgrounds are not simple. If we make friends, it will be of great help to us in the future! The old leader has put a lot of thought into this time."

"It's all your idea, right?"

Old man Hao waved his hand immediately: "It has nothing to do with me, really."

Lin Feng asked again: "You guys also did what happened to Mr. Xiong that day?"

"Then I don't know," Old Man Hao admitted everything, "it might be a coincidence."

Lin Feng didn't ask any more questions. It's not a bad thing to have more friends.

After feeding his stomach, he just walked out of the restaurant when he saw Wu Lingshan coming.

Carrying a small bag in her hand, she waved at him from afar.

"Merry Christmas, here's a present for you."

Lin Feng took it and saw that it turned out to be a pair of knitted gloves. He had mixed feelings for a while.

He has a constitution that is prone to cold, and every winter his hands are covered with chilblains, which are as red as several big sausages.So every year when winter comes, Wu Lingshan will give him a pair of gloves.

Has been for several years.

Although he firmly believed that he would definitely not suffer from frostbite this year, he still felt hot in his heart.

Just about to say a word of thanks, Wu Lingshan stretched out her hand playfully: "Where's my gift?"

(End of this chapter)