Chapter 1467 Be your lover for a year

The flight attendant rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "Hmph, why do you speak so harshly from a big man? What does it mean to borrow money? They just want to take a ride. If you don't want to, why are you talking so badly?" At this time, Zhao Jianhui's cell phone rang. He looked at the number, smiled and said, "Sorry, I'll answer the phone. [!"

After feeding, Zhao Jianhui took two steps and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Ah, I understand. I'm already at the airport. I'll go there immediately. Send the address and room number to my phone..." As expected, Zhao Xiaoting suddenly had a stomachache. The thing that Dongfang Wenjing had originally agreed to pick up the plane can't come anymore. Send someone here temporarily, it would be better to call Zhao Jianhui directly.

"Dingding, if you have something to do, we can call you." Zhao Jianhui said, waving to the taxi on the side of the road.

He gave the flight attendant a blank look at Zhao Jianhui and said, "Is it a traffic jam that the person who picked you up? This is what happened in Guangdong. If you don't block this point, then the sun will really hit the west... Hey, are we going to go along? Can you take me a ride?"

Zhao Jianhui shook his head with a gloomy face and said, "I guess we won't be able to go to Wuyang Hospital. It seems that you can't get it..."

But the little flight attendant's eyes were shining, and he hurriedly followed Zhao Jianhui and said, "Ah, that's really a coincidence. I'll go to Wuyang Hospital too, let's go together..."

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shook his head, thinking that there could be such a coincidence?

The taxi driver came over and took the two boxes from Ding Ding's hand. While he was putting it in the trunk, the flight attendant also hurried over and stuffed the small suitcase into it: "What are you looking at? We're together."

After saying that, I ran over and reached the driver's position behind. This position is safe, and in general, this position is the safest.

Ding Ding opened the car door on the other side. When Zhao Jianhui sat in, he got into the passenger seat. He turned around and said with a cold face: "You are still picky when you take a car? Are you very awesome in the flight attendant?"

"Tsk, what are you talking about? You are the young follower of the capitalist. Your boss hasn't spoken yet. There is no room for you to speak here?" The flight attendant was not afraid of his cold face. She looked at Zhao Jianhui, showed two little tiger teeth and smiled, and then stretched out her white little hand: "My name is Zhuolan, what are your name? Capitalist?"

"Zhao Jianhui." Zhao Jianhui was full of worries, and at this time there was no time to pay attention to her. After saying his name, he closed his eyes and thought about his worries.

Ding Ding took out a few big tickets and gave them to the driver first: "With the safety, take out your highest ability and rush to Wuyang Hospital as quickly as possible..."

He knew what Zhao Jianhui thought. He had already understood that the person who had originally agreed to come to pick him up the plane did not come, so things must have changed. So, without Zhao Jianhui's words, Ding Ding already knew what to do.

The driver saw Ding Ding's generous move, and said with a bright look on his face: "Don't worry, I'll tell you, you can make my car in Guangdong, even if you don't worry, I've driven a car for twenty years, and nothing has happened before..."

A pure music ringtone, the little stewardess took out the phone, put it in his ear and whispered, and then said anxiously: "...Dad, I haven't arrived yet... Ah? What should I do? I've only been working for a month and I'm still seven or eight days away from paying my salary. The people I borrowed here didn't dare to pay attention to me. Where can I borrow money?... No, where will you live in the future after selling the house?... I'll find a way to do this. If it really doesn't work, I'll promise that bastard Guo Xiaotian... What else do you think? Mom's illness must not be ignored, right? Okay, don't worry about this matter..."

With a bang, Zhuo Lan closed her cell phone, her white and tender little hands supported her cheeks, and her face turned gloomy. "What's going on? Is there a patient living in the hospital?" Zhao Jianhui broke away and turned his head to ask. No wonder this little girl didn't even want to pay for a taxi. It turned out that she was only at work and there was a patient living in the hospital. She must have borrowed all the money she could. The phone just now was intermittent, and the person talking there was his father, who had decided to sell the house. It seemed that her mother's illness must be very serious.

"It's your fault..." Before the word "thing" was said, Zhuo Lan stared at Zhao Jianhui's face tightly, biting her lower lip and asked, "Capitalist, are you married?"

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shook his head. Why did he look like a capitalist?: "I'm not a capitalist, I'm already married."

"Then, do you want to find a lover? Rich people like you, who like to find flight attendants, nurses, soldiers, etc., as lovers, especially flight attendants, who are very cool to take them out in uniform..."

"What do you mean?" Zhao Jianhui looked at her with a little amused, but he clearly saw the tears flashing in Zhuo Lan's eyes.

"It's nothing. As long as you are willing to pay 500,000, I will be your lover for a year. Do you want it? I'm...serious." Zhuo Lan's tears rolled in her eyes, but she still looked at Zhao Jianhui nervously. The expression in her eyes was very complicated. On the one hand, she wanted Zhao Jianhui to agree, but on the other hand, she seemed a little unwilling to accept it.

Originally, Zhao Jianhui was already full of worries, but seeing this little flight attendant was even more pitiful than himself. So he asked with a teasing tone: "What? Do I look like a very rich person?"

"Tsk, the watch on your wrist can't be taken down without hundreds of thousands of dollars. The clothes you are wearing and shoes are already over 500,000 yuan. I don't have money, which doesn't mean I don't know the goods..." Zhuo Lan said in a heavy tone.

The outfit alone is worth 500,000 or 600,000 yuan, but in order to treat my mother, I want to sell myself. In this society, there are many rich people, but who can see the hardships of ordinary people?

When my mother was not sick, her life was not very rich, but she was definitely not poor. However, a patient at home made her family's life undergo earth-shaking changes, and she returned from the original "quasi-well-off" level to the level before liberation.

In the family, except for an old house that is not very valuable, all relatives and friends who can borrow it were borrowed, and they spent 200,000 to 300,000 yuan. However, my mother's condition still did not improve. Finally, the hospital said that it was necessary to undergo a liver transplant.

Today, the hospital has issued a notice saying that if you don’t pay the money, the liver suitable for transplant will be given to the patient who is ranked behind. At the same time, the hospital will also chase people away.

What disease do you cure if you don’t have money? Hospitals are not charities nowadays, so what is humanitarianism that saves lives and heals the wounded? What era is it?

Zhuo Lan's father Zhuo Zhuang is an elementary school teacher and his mother is a self-employed person. Before he got sick, he set up a stall to sell some fruit. His living standards in Guangdong are relatively high, but the family can basically live a life of a family.

However, since his mother got sick, Zhuolan felt that the sky above his head had collapsed. My father just said he wanted to sell the house, but now the old house is not worth much, but if he wants to sell such a house after it is sold, it would not be affordable to buy 300,000 or 200,000 yuan.

It really doesn't work, so I married the stupid son of Guo Xiaotian, aquatic dealer downstairs. That boy is born with polio. His thighs are not as thick as his arms. His hands are as if they are chicken claws. His mouth is drooling all year round. But I don't know what happened. The fool who beat me liked me. As long as he passed by his door, he would run out with a crutch to give him delicious food. Until now, whenever he sees himself, he cries and quarrels with his wife. It's really helpless.

But that Guo Xiaotian is really not a thing. Your son is a fool. You are not stupid, right? He actually said a bastard when his father asked him to borrow money: "Lao Zhuo, our neighbors have been around for so many years. I can still help your family if you need money... Look, if you promise to marry Xiaolan to our Haozi, I will pay how much money..."

Zhuo Zhuang was furious at that time, and when he came back, he was cursing and was heard by Zhuo Lan. Zhuo Lan was also very frustrated. Every time he passed by his door, Guo Xiaotian looked at him like a knife, asking him to marry his stupid son. Who knows what Guo Xiaotian had to do?

However, my mother urgently needed money, and no one else could lend money to see my mother. Zhuo Lan said something angry just now, but she didn't think so much in her heart. It really didn't work. She really married Guo Xiaotian's stupid son. No matter what, she would treat her mother's illness first.

However, by chance, she was serving on the plane Zhao Jianhui was riding today. The man in the first class was just sitting there quietly, which attracted her attention. After leaving the airport gate, she actually saw Zhao Jianhui again and made the same car with him. Isn’t this also a kind of fate? If this person could give money to treat his mother, even if he was a lover for him, it would be better than marrying Guo Xiaotian’s stupid son.

So, after Zhao Jianhui asked, Zhuo Lan said what she wanted to say. She was also concerned about her relatives' condition, so she said that she really had no choice.

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