Driving back to the city, Zhang Wu sent Zhang Jianguo, Lin Qingyin and Wang Fatzi to the door of a well-known restaurant. He took a bunch of money from the bag and gave Zhang Jianguo a meal for him to invite the master to eat. Hurry to leave.
Zhang Wu has limited time. He must arrange his family's affairs clearly before his luck is lost. He plans to go to the hospital to save hundreds of thousands of medical expenses for his daughter, which is enough for surgery and post-treatment; he also needs to buy all the large-scale insurance that his family pays and the trust fund for his daughter, and even move to the ancestral grave. The money must be paid in advance. He is afraid that he will be penniless and he will not be able to afford the money.
The private restaurant Zhang Wu looked for is very famous, and the dishes are quite well-known. Lin Qingyin looked at a delicious dish and asked Wang Fatty: "Where did these chefs graduate?"
Wang Fatzi pondered: "I've heard that a New Oriental teaches cooking, and I don't know the rest."
Lin Qingyin searched the original owner's memory about New Oriental, but unfortunately the original owner used to study without watching TV, and she didn't know what New Oriental was. She could only find answers from Wang Fatzi.
"Does New Oriental University count?"
Wang Fatzi was stunned by Lin Qingyin, and almost thought he had auditory hallucinations: "Do you ask New Oriental Cooking School?" He couldn't figure out Lin Qingyin's brain circuit, and could only say clearly: "The kind is teaching profession Skills, definitely not a university. Nothing is taught except cooking."
Lin Qingyin exclaimed, there is such a good school, not only teaches how to cook, but also does not need to write homework!
It's a pity that the obsession of the original owner was actually a college entrance exam.
Lin Qingyin sighed regretfully, not knowing whether to send her mother to New Oriental to go to school.
She really ate enough salty boiled noodles and tasteless boiled dishes!
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After eating, it was only around two o'clock in the afternoon. Zhang Jianguo had been exhausted for most of the day, and he sat with him for a while before leaving.
Wang Fatzi witnessed Lin Qingyin's formation today and was a little excited. In particular, he wanted to share the spectacular scene with others. Unfortunately, this kind of thing was not good and outsiders said that Jiang Wei was the only suitable audience.
Wang Fatzi remembered that Lin Qingyin asked Jiang Wei to wait for the enemies at home today, and could not help but suggest: "Master, here is only a few minutes away from Jiang Wei's house, or let's go to his house to see the lively chant."
Lin Qingyin looked at the window and shook his head decisively: "It's going to thunder and rain soon. If you watch lively activity, you might as well wait here and send Jiang Wei a video or something."
Although Wang Fatzi didn't know what Lin Qingyin meant, but he also summed up his experience after running and running with Lin Qingyin these days, that is, what the little master said is all right, just listen honestly.
Lin Qingyin said it was raining, and the rain would soon fall. With a thunder, the sky was cloudy just moments before the sky was clear. Fatty Wang touched his head and glanced at the weather forecast on his mobile phone, which was marked with a big sun and it was sunny.
Wang Fatzi watched Lin Qingyin start touching his turtle shell again, scratching his head in a puzzled way: "Master, what are we waiting for here?"
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