I trade seven with the gods

There are two people sitting in the office.

Facing them was a middle-aged man, wearing a white coat and black-rimmed glasses. He was undoubtedly the director of Shengze Hospital.

Sitting inside the desk was a man wearing a turtleneck and a peaked cap. Because this man had his back to everyone, Lin Yuan and his mother couldn't see his face clearly.

"Hello, I am the director of Shengze Hospital, and my surname is Jin."

Dean Jin came over to shake hands with his mother enthusiastically, and at the same time introduced Li Hanyao to her mother and said:

"This is the gentleman who upgraded your apartment. He said he is your old friend."

"my old friend?"

After listening to Dean Jin’s introduction, my mother became even more confused.

She looked at Li Hanyao's back, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask:

"Sir... could you turn around and let me see who you are?"

Before Li Hanyao could speak, Dean Jin explained for him:

"Uh...it's like this. This gentleman suffered a fire last year and his face was severely burned. He said he didn't want his old friends to see him like this."

"That's it."

The mother nodded apologetically to show that she understood.

As for Li Hanyao, whose back was turned to them, his palms were soaked with cold sweat.

He never thought that Dean Jin's divine contract could only change a person's body and voice, but not his appearance. Otherwise, he wouldn't have met his mother in this way.

"Then can you tell me your name?"

The mother was not discouraged at all and continued to inquire.

Li Hanyao spoke slowly, and a rough middle-aged male voice came from his mouth:

"Haha, have you forgotten your old friends so quickly? Let me remind you that when you were young, you met by chance when you were out..."

Li Hanyao was full of nonsense and making false claims.

The range given by Li Hanyao is too big. Just kidding, who didn't know a few friends when they were young and went out?

What's more, his mother had been in the fruit business for a while when she was young, and there were many half-baked people. He couldn't believe that his mother couldn't recall anyone!

"Oh……"

Sure enough, my mother's eyes widened, and then, while she frowned and tried to remember, she murmured to herself:

"Your voice sounds familiar to me. It does sound a bit like an acquaintance of mine named Jiang. However, it's unlikely to be him..."

"Yes, that's right! It's me!"

Li Hanyao hurriedly took over the conversation,

He said in a very pleased tone:

"I didn't expect that you still remember me as an old friend. I'm really touched..."

"But,"

The mother's expression was a little confused. She scratched her hair with one finger, "But I heard that Mr. Jiang went in for robbing and molesting women? Didn't you... let him out?"

"Cough cough,"

Li Hanyao coughed twice in embarrassment, feeling a little regretful. He should have known better that he would not admit it so quickly.

"Ahem, those are all rumors. I don't know who spread these rumors. I just left my hometown to do business outside. They spread the rumor that I went in for robbery. These guys are really hateful!"

Li Hanyao said through gritted teeth.

When my mother heard this, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled and said:

"Let me tell you, how could the Mr. Jiang I know do such a thing? You were a big businessman back then, and you were also known as a good guy!"

Speaking of this, the mother looked at Li Hanyao's back and said with some regret:

"I just didn't expect that you would actually encounter a fire again. It's true that good people are not rewarded, and good people are not rewarded! You helped us so much back then..."

While talking, the mother mentioned the man's name.

Li Hanyao was shocked, this Mr. Jiang actually recognized his father?

……

Five minutes later, my mother finally finished her words of thanks for that year.

Li Hanyao had a thought in his mind and followed his mother's words:

"Yes, but you don't know that I came here specifically to thank you today."

"Thank me?"

The mother said in a dumbfounded voice:

"I'm a housewife and I haven't given you any help. What do you have to thank me for?"

Li Hanyao laughed softly and said softly:

"If I remember correctly, your son's name is Li Hanyao, right?"

When the mother heard her son's name, her eyes brightened.

"Yes, his name is Li Hanyao... Mr. Jiang, do you know Hanyao?"

At this moment, my mother's expression suddenly became much more energetic and she felt radiant.

Seeing the changes in his mother, Li Hanyao became even more convinced that no matter how much medicine he took, it would not be as helpful to his mother's physical recovery as someone praising him.

So, Li Hanyao just started boasting about himself. He threw away his arms and made nonsense:

"Old friend, you have a good son. Some time ago, my factory products were unsalable and I couldn't find a good marketing method."

"Just when I was at a loss, I met a high school student in the park. This guy is really talented. Maybe he was just bored. He drew a new packaging drawing for my product."

"I took this blueprint and changed the packaging of the product with a dead horse mentality...Old friend, guess what? The sales volume is much stronger than before!"

"Because of this, this high school kid and I have become friends forever. We often chat together."

"After that, the more I chatted with him, the more I felt that this guy had extraordinary conversation, sharp thinking, excellent vision, extremely high emotional intelligence, and great talents..."

……

Li Hanyao spoke with great joy, eloquence, and saliva. He used all the idioms he had learned throughout his life.

After all, if you praise yourself like this, there are not many chances that others will believe you.

"Later, when I inquired about it, I found out that, old friend, this boy's mother is actually you! Hey, do you think this is a coincidence? It is precisely because of this that I can find you again, old friend."

……

Dean Jin and Lin Yuan were stunned by Li Hanyao's boast.

Dean Jin coughed twice, and he only had one thought: It's over, it's too much, big brother.

Lin Yuan's throat rolled, and he stayed where he was, as shocked as half a piece of wood.

What is Mr. Jiang talking about? What did I hear? Great talent and great strategy? Why don't you say that he is arbitrary for eternity? Is this the same bastard brat that bastardized you?

Lin Yuan really couldn't connect the idiom "talent and strategy" with Li Hanyao.

……

The mother's reaction was completely different from theirs.

As she listened to "Mr. Jiang" praising her son in front of her, her mother's expression gradually changed from surprise at the beginning to excitement and ecstasy later on.

At the end of the sentence, my mother’s eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled, and she said to herself from ear to ear:

"Oh, what a coincidence, he actually met you... Haha, he is just a student, how can he know anything about packaging design~ It must be a blind cat who has stumbled into a dead mouse... But, then again, it's true I am not praising him, but this brat does have some design talent. He has liked drawing since he was a child..."

The mother talked endlessly, and the words in her mouth changed from modesty at the beginning to boasting about her son.

Her face was rosy and she didn't look like a patient at all.

Talking about the excitement, her mother even forgot that she was a patient and subconsciously wanted to stand up. Lin Yuan was frightened and hurriedly supported her.

Now, it was Li Hanyao's turn to be confused. What was his mother talking about? He couldn't remember when he had enjoyed drawing.

In fact, Li Hanyao knew very well that there were many loopholes in what he just said.

Are you kidding me, a high school student can revitalize a factory by just drawing a blueprint? Then you can be the first person to bring goods on live broadcast!

However, even if my mother suspected that the world was fake, she would not doubt other people's praise of Li Hanyao.

She will automatically filter out all illogical places, and finally hear only five words:

"My son is great!"

……

"My cold kiln..."

The mother was smiling, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she said in a very regretful and unwilling tone:

"My Han Yao is a good seedling, but it's a pity that his father failed to live up to his expectations and delayed his training when he was young..."

Hearing this, Li Hanyao suddenly felt chest tightness.

He clenched the tea cup in his hand. He wanted to tell his mother that men are not like this! Men are not the trash in your eyes!

But he couldn't say that. His mother was just an ordinary human being, and he absolutely couldn't tell her about the "descendant of trouble".

"Do not,"

But Li Hanyao couldn't help but speak. He felt that if he didn't speak out, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Li Hanyao took a deep breath, his voice was low and hoarse:

"Old friend, you misunderstood him..."