Siheyuan: A romantic village doctor, making trouble

Chapter 183 Song Qian's New Experience

Song Qian complained.

"Come here now!"

Song Qian sent two messages in succession.

She herself was not sure what to let Zhang Jianjun do.

It was as if there was something inexplicable pushing her to do this.

Zhang Jianjun smiled when he saw Song Qian's message.

"Okay, but Teacher Song, shouldn't you give me some benefits?"

Song Qian was very excited because of Zhang Jianjun's request.

"Bad guy, what benefits do you want!"

Song Qian bit her lip, took a few photos and sent them over.

"I'm warning you, don't spread it, or I won't be able to survive!"

Song Qian made a solemn request.

She doesn't want to become the heroine. What happened to Edison Chen back then is still fresh in her mind.

Zhang Jianjun sent a smirk.

"Sister Song, wait a moment, I'll fly over now!"

Song Qian smiled when she saw the message.

Having spent too long in the bathroom, she quietly left and saw that there was no one outside.

Sneak back to your place.

He hid the chat interface between himself and Zhang Jianjun.

Start organizing your workstation.

In a short while, it was almost time to get off work.

Colleagues are already discussing what to eat for lunch!

Zhang Jianjun hasn't arrived yet.

Song Qian would stroll to the door from time to time.

Waiting for Zhang Jianjun.

"Teacher Song, did you order takeout?"

Song Qian shook her head. She was someone who never ate takeout.

"Teacher Song, I thought you were waiting for takeout!"

As for Zhang Jianjun,

Before leaving, I saw Xu Hongdou still sleeping.

I guess she won't get up to eat lunch.

So I told the waiter outside,

Don't come over to clean at noon.

When we were almost downstairs at Song Qian's company,

Zhang Jianjun saw someone selling skewers on the roadside.

Thinking that Song Qian must not have eaten yet,

Why not bring her some skewers?

So I came to the front of the stall.

"Oh, it's charcoal-fired? It's rare in the city."

Zhang Jianjun said.

The kebab chef is a man in his thirties.

The movements are very clean, and you can tell at a glance that it has been done for many years.

"How many are you coming?"

Zhang Jianjun smiled and said, "Twenty lamb skewers, 10 fried edges, 10 tendons, and two lamb kidneys. Boss, do you have any leeks? If you do, I'll give you two servings of roasted leeks and two bunches of garlic."

"Yes, please wait a moment!"

The kebab chef said.

"Yes, two more pancakes!"

“Pack it up and take it away!”

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The skewer chef operated very quickly, and his movements were smooth and flowing.

Not far away, in a black business car.

The bearded man stared at Zhang Jianjun.

"Brother Hu Zi, is this the guy?"

The driver in front was a young man in his twenties with a big floral tattoo on his arm.

In addition, there were four other people sitting in the business car.

"Yes, it's him. Remember, run away after you're done fighting!"

The bearded man gave instructions.

"Don't worry, Brother Hu Zi, we know what to do!"

"Go ahead, I'll put the money on your cards. When you're done, go back to the village and hide for a while. When this storm is over, you can come back!"

The four men were holding newspapers with machetes wrapped inside.

A few people were walking leisurely, as if they were taking a stroll. They crossed the road and walked towards Zhang Jianjun.

At this time, Zhang Jianjun was admiring his master's craftsmanship.

But he was keenly aware of the danger.

When I turned around suddenly, I saw four people walking towards me stealthily.

Moreover, they were all holding newspapers in their hands, and it seemed that they were carrying weapons.

The four men saw Zhang Jianjun turning around.

Fearing that Zhang Jianjun would run away, they ran forward a few steps.

When he was seven or eight meters away from Zhang Jianjun, the newspaper in his hand fell away, revealing the shining machete inside.

Passersby were frightened by this scene and ran away.

"Mad, it turns out that they are targeting me."

Zhang Jianjun cursed.

I picked up the chili powder for grilling skewers.

Then they scattered it out, and the one who was running in the front had his face covered with peppers.

"what!"

He screamed, the machete in his hand fell to the ground, and he rolled over.

Before the man on the left could reach him, Zhang Jianjun took the barbecue chef's tongs, picked up a few pieces of red-hot charcoal, and threw them accurately into the man's neck.

"what!"

All of a sudden he lost his fighting power.

There were some fearless onlookers nearby who took out their cell phones to take pictures.

The remaining two lost two brothers before they even got close to Zhang Jianjun.

The two of them looked at each other.

They didn't dare to come up with the machete in their hands, but the longer this matter was delayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for them. The two looked at each other and threw the machetes in their hands at Zhang Jianjun.

Then he ran over quickly, picked up the two injured people, and ran out of the crowd.

Just as Zhang Jianjun was about to chase after him, he was surrounded by the crowd.

"You are amazing!"

"Four men with knives can't defeat one man with bare hands!"

The crowd surrounded Zhang Jianjun, and some people asked Zhang Jianjun for his autograph.

After this delay, the four men disappeared.

In the business car, the bearded man saw the whole process.

"Damn, these four pieces of trash."

The driver asked, "Brother Hu, do you want to pick up these four people?"

The bearded man glared and said, "Why take the call? Go back to the company directly."

Zhang Jianjun saw that several people had disappeared and returned to the kebab stall.

"Boss, all the chili peppers are mine."

"Brother, a little chili, not worth mentioning. This is your skewers, no need to pay."

Zhang Jianjun was surprised: "That won't work."

The boss smiled and said, "Let's make friends. This time it's my treat."

Seeing the boss's firm attitude, Zhang Jianjun had no choice but to smile and say, "Thank you then."

Zhang Jianjun brought the skewers to the downstairs of Song Qian's company.

What he didn't know was that someone had just uploaded the video to the Internet.

With a thrilling title, it is a real-life version of Kung Fu, where a person gets something for nothing. Two of the four men holding knives were crippled.

Song Qian finally saw Zhang Jianjun,

"Teacher Song, this is for you."

Zhang Jianjun said while holding the skewers.

It was the time when Song Qian and her colleagues were getting off work, and people came out one after another.

"Teacher Song, let's have barbecue for lunch."

Song Qian nodded awkwardly.

Zhang Jianjun was mistaken for a delivery man by these people.

"Handsome guy, why aren't you wearing a yellow robe?"

Song Qian's colleagues teased that the delivery man turned out to be a handsome guy.

"Which restaurant are you from? I'll order takeout from you next time."

The chubby girl with a festive look said.

Zhang Jianjun said casually. "Isn't it on the packaging of Lao Lin BBQ? But if you order takeout, I may not deliver it."

"Why don't you only give gifts to beautiful women and not to me?"

"Okay, okay, if you want to eat, eat with me!"

Song Qian said this from the side.

The fat girl shook her head. "Forget it. I'm on a diet now. I really can't eat this."

Colleagues left one after another, leaving only Song Qian here.

"You really are such a fool. Why did you buy these things? Do you know that these things out there are all garbage?"

"Eating too much is bad for your health!"

Zhang Jianjun smiled, took a skewer, and then put his arm around Song Qian's waist.

"Don't you know whether I am in good health or not?"

"Don't do that, there are surveillance cameras here!"

Song Qian subconsciously raised her head and signaled Zhang Jianjun.

The two entered the office one after another.

"Okay, don't be so reserved. It's okay to relax once in a while, just like today, right?"

“It’s also a rare experience!”

Song Qian blushed at what Zhang Jianjun said.

"You always have these reasons, even though they sound reasonable."

Zhang Jianjun smiled and said to Song Qian. "That makes sense, then you do as I say."

Song Qian looked at the barbecue and said to Zhang Jianjun casually.

“Why are there no sausages?”

Zhang Jianjun said with a chuckle.

"Yes, I do, but I'm afraid you won't eat it!"

When Song Qian heard what Zhang Jianjun said, she knew what he meant.

"How do you know I don't eat?"

Zhang Jianjun smiled and said to Song Qian.

"In that case, I'll take out the sausages!"

"Don't be here. If someone comes back, we'll be doomed."

Song Qian looked at the door vigilantly.

"It's not such a coincidence that someone comes back, is it?"

Zhang Jianjun said this and looked at the situation outside the door.

"I guess it will take a long time for them to come back after going out for dinner."

"That can't be here either."

"Where do you say that is?"

Zhang Jianjun asked.

Song Qian thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the bathroom."

Song Qian stared at Zhang Jianjun and asked. Zhang Jianjun nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go to the bathroom as you say."

So the two of them went to the bathroom one after another.

"I miss you so much. You were so mean today."

Song Qian turned around and hugged Zhang Jianjun.

The two people hugged each other tightly.

The lunch hour passed quickly, and after hurriedly finishing their meal outside, everyone wanted to go back to the office to rest for the afternoon work.

"Where's Teacher Song? Why isn't he here?"

Someone was attracted by the aroma of barbecue and looked towards Song Qian's desk.

I only saw the barbecue on the table, but Song Qianren was not there.

Although some people said this, no one cared.

In the bathroom at this time.

Song Qian was drowning in the waves.

Hearing the calls coming from outside, Zhang Jianjun had no choice but to cover Song Qian's mouth.

"Someone's coming, keep your voice down."

Song Qian finally came to her senses and stared at Zhang Jianjun, hearing the conversation outside.

Song Qian stared at Zhang Jianjun closely, but he didn't dare to say a word because there were people next door, and the two of them just stood there like statues.

After a long time, there was no one in the bathroom.

After a while.

Song Qian came out first to see if anyone was paying attention to the place before she waved to Zhang Jianjun.

Zhang Jianjun came out quietly.

When he was about to leave the company, he was seen by the fat girl, who said to Zhang Jianjun.

"Handsome, you haven't left yet?"

"I came here to ask for help, but it hasn't been done yet. How can I leave?"