Wang Dachun opened the box and took out the silver needle from it.

When Niu Niu saw such a long silver needle, she couldn't help but be scared to her face, "Niu Niu don't have an injection! Niu Niu doesn't have an injection!"

Wang Dachun laughed, "Haha, is it okay for uncle to perform a magic trick for Niu Niu?"

Niu Niu clapped her hands, "Okay! OK! I want to watch the magic show!"

Wang Dachun picked up a book on the table and smiled and said, "Is it okay for uncle to turn this book out?"

"good!"

Wang Dachun carried the book behind him, and after a moment he stretched out his hands and smiled, "Look, the book has disappeared."

Niu Niu danced happily, "Wow, uncle is so awesome!"

"Will Niu Niu get the injection first? It doesn't hurt at all. How about it if you do magic after the injection?"

Niu Niu gritted her teeth, "Okay, after the injection, uncle will turn me into an Ultraman." In order to see how to transform magic, she also tried.

Wang Dachun stretched out his hand, "Well, let's pull the hook!"

"The hook is hung on the hook, and it will not be changed for a hundred years. Whoever changes is a puppy."

As he spoke, Niu Niu's legs and knees were densely covered with silver needles.

"Look, uncle didn't lie to you, doesn't it hurt at all?"

Niu Niu told the truth, "Well, it doesn't hurt, it's just a little numb!"

Wang Yanyan squatted down and was a little incredible surprise, "Niu Niu, what did you say! It's a little numb? Where is it?"

"Here!" Niu Niu reached out and pointed to the needle.

Wang Yanyan was ecstatic and grabbed Wang Dachun's hand and said, "Mr. Wang, Niu Niu said that her legs were numb. This is because she is conscious! She is conscious!"

Wang Dachun nodded, "I just said that Niu Niu's legs can be cured. The principle of this acupuncture is to awaken her function. I will almost recover if I prescribe a few more medicines."

Wang Yanyan knelt down with a thud, "That's great, thank you Mr. Wang, I don't know how to repay you. Please accept my knees!"

Chen Yuemei smiled and said, "It's not easy to repay our Mr. Wang. Doing a good job in the future will be the greatest reward to Mr. Wang!"

Wang Yanyan nodded desperately, "Well, I must do my best, even if I don't have a salary."

Wang Dachun was amused and crying, "That's not OK? What do you want to eat for children? What was your previous salary?"

"Six thousand five." Chen Yuemei added.

"Yang Shaohua is too stingy, only 6,500 yuan? His salary will double and 13,000 yuan in the future, so that his child can live a better life in the future!"

With a wave of his hand, Wang Dachun likes to pay his subordinates. If everyone has money to earn together, it is better to have fun alone than to have fun.

Wang Yanyan opened her mouth a little in disbelief, "Will this... be a little too high?"

Wang Dachun waved his hand, "What are you tall? You are the technical director. If you don't have a five-digit salary, you can also be called the director? This is to discredit the word " director."

Wang Yanyan and Chen Yuemei looked at each other and smiled embarrassedly. The new boss was young and generous, just like him who was riding the colorful auspicious clouds!

After pulling out the silver needle, Wang Dachun massaged Niu Niu's legs for a while. He quietly let the golden silkworm enter her legs and nibbled the old scars on her injured part.

With the golden silkworm in hand, Wang Dachun has unique conditions. These old scars are garbage in the body. If they cannot be metabolized, they are addictive diseases.

After doing this, Wang Dachun played "magic" with Niu Niu again, and prescribed a prescription for Niu Niu again, and then said goodbye to Chen Yuemei.

Chen Yuemei reminded: "Wang Yanyan, wait for the phone at home, and she may be going to work in a few days."

"Yeah, sure!"

The two of them just returned to the company and found an acquaintance who didn't count was waiting there - Mao Feng.

Meiji looked up at Wang Dachun, "Dachun, Mr. Mao is looking for you."

"Mr. Xiao Mao, why are you here?" Wang Dachun looked at Mao Feng. This guy looked a little embarrassed at this moment. There was a piece of gauze on his forehead, and his nose was a little bruised and swollen.

"Mr. Wang, I have been waiting here for a long time." Mao Feng said politely with a low voice.

"Oh? Is something wrong with your father?"

Wang Dachun's eyes flashed. The last time he met, he found a layer of black air wrapped around the seal hall of Maorenjiang and his son. Especially Maorenjiang, the black air was even heavier. He asserted at the time that something was going to happen to the old man, but unfortunately the old man didn't take it seriously.

Mao Feng gave a thumbs up, "Mr. Wang is indeed a master. You really got it right. My father's health is in trouble, otherwise he would come to invite you in person."

Wang Dachun picked up Meiji's teacup and poured himself a cup of tea, then poured it down, "Tell me, what happened."

Seeing that Wang Dachun was drinking water with her cup, Meiji immediately began to protest, "Hey, that's the cup I used."

Wang Dachun lowered his voice in Meiji's ear and said, "No wonder it smells so good. You said we both have slept, so what happened to the sharing of a cup?"

Meiji's pretty face turned red, and she reached out to pinch Wang Dachun's waist, "If you dare to say it out, I will make you become a eunuch."

Wang Dachun's chrysanthemums tightened and quickly expressed his fear of not daring.

"That's right. My father and I have been in car accidents when we went out the house these two days, but fortunately we were not seriously injured. However, my father's asthma has been very serious these two days, and he has not had an attack in two or three years."

"So, my father thought something might have happened, so he remembered that Mr. Wang might be a master, so he asked me to come and ask you to come here in person. Regardless of whether the matter is successful or not, the reward will be paid as expected."

Mao Feng is worthy of being the general manager of Meng Paris, and he speaks without any leakage.

Wang Dachun looked at the time only ten o'clock, so he put down the teacup and said, "Okay, there is still some time, I'll go with you!"

Mao Renjiang gave him a good impression. If he could help him, he wouldn't mind. He would have many friends and many roads.

Mao Feng was delighted, "That's great! Thank you Mr. Wang, please!"

Wang Dachun got into Mao Feng's car and soon arrived at the headquarters of Meng Paris Company.

Mao Feng opened the car door for Wang Dachun and said respectfully: "Mr. Wang, my dad is upstairs, please!"

Wang Dachun got out of the car and looked up. The office building in front of him was very grand, with a total of more than ten floors, all of which were blue glass, which looked very tall and generous.

"Did this whole building be your dream of Paris?"

Mao Feng nodded, "To be precise, it belongs to our Mao family. In addition to Dream Paris, our Mao family has other businesses."

Wang Dachun felt a stern in his heart. It seemed that the Mao family was not simple either!

Compared with these rich people, I am still far from beggars. The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.

Mao Renjiang's office building is on the 18th floor, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the entire city.
Chapter completed!