Recast youth

Chapter 349

Chapter 349
Hospital corridor.

Kong Zhong looked indifferent and looked at Kong Jingke, a daughter who looked very similar to his own when she was young. His strong and indifferent lines finally softened a bit: "Your mother won't be able to hold on for a few more months."

"I know."

Kong Jingke responded calmly. She had always known that her mother could not bear it mentally.

"Go back to Yanjing?" Kong Zhong's face remained unchanged, his eyes were full of natural indifference, and his aura was reserved and condensed, and he said: "After the matter in Dongzhou is over, go back to Yanjing, it's yours , it still belongs to you."

"Do you think I'll go back?"

Kong Jingke frowned and looked at this indifferent man: "If you hadn't been sorry for my mother, would my mother be like this?"

"Do you think I'm the only one like this? Are you too naive, or is the environment I gave you so good that you become so naive?"

Kong Zhong's thin lips twitched slightly, making an arc with unclear meaning: "This world is either black or white, and the white you think is not as white as you imagine. Yesterday, you were desperate Man, is he white?"

"Does he have anything to do with me? There is nothing between me and him, not to mention that he has a girlfriend." Kong Jingke frowned.

Kong Zhong suddenly took a step towards Kong Jingke. He obviously didn't do anything, but there was an indescribable pressure. He looked at Kong Jingke with eyes as deep as the abyss: "What are you doing with me? Does he have a girlfriend? Yes?" It’s not that he doesn’t have a girlfriend anymore, what else do you have with him?”

"I didn't say that." Kong Jingke subconsciously avoided Kong Zhong's scrutinizing eyes.

Known daughter Moruofu.

When Kong Zhong saw Kong Jingke's eyes, he understood everything and confirmed some of his guesses. Then he turned around and left without saying anything as he passed by the door of the ward.

Liu Zhengping, who looked like a spear, followed behind Kong Zhong, a distance of one and a half meters, no more, no less.

Go to the inpatient parking lot.

The Volkswagen Phaeton was parked in the parking space. Liu Zhengping opened the rear door for Kong Zhong first and let him get in before he sat in the passenger seat.

"Go to Lanshan Sports Hall."

Kong Zhong said lazily.

……

Lanshan Club has been open for a week and is basically on track.

There is still an endless stream of people coming every day, and many people come to take pictures at the entrance of Lanshan Sports Hall. It is fine during the day, but at night, the passenger flow can even reach the point of congestion.

high end.

Atmospheric and upscale.

It integrates leisure and sports. Most women will feel at ease here because there is nothing messy here and it has become a trend. As long as the wife calls and tells her that she is at Lanshan Club, there will generally be no problem.

But Chen Mengjie, who holds the title of general manager, is very distressed. It is originally a happy thing for someone to buy a membership card, but it has caused too many people during the evening peak period.

Finally, under Feng Sande's suggestion, Chen Mengjie decided to suspend the business of selling membership cards.

In other words, the Lanshan four-color card has suddenly become a limited edition. This is undoubtedly described as the conscience of the industry and a general membership card. Which establishment's staff will not try their best to trick you into applying for the card?
But that's not the case at Lanshan Sports Hall. They saw too many customers and immediately stopped applying for cards. Even if you have money, you can't get in.

After some bosses heard about it, they couldn't help but cursed behind their backs. How can the industry still have a conscience with such a shameful charging price?The industry is pretty much a vampire, but the suspension of card applications has undoubtedly won the favor of customers who have membership cards.

After the novelty of the guests wore off and the passenger flow gradually stabilized, Lanshan Sports Hall once again introduced a condition, that is, it is now possible to apply for a card, but it must be recommended by a current member before it can be applied for a card.

This undoubtedly adds to the sense of glory of the membership itself.Chen Mengjie paid a private visit incognito, and when he heard the members talking about these things, he couldn't help but secretly admire Feng Sande's sophistication, but Feng Sande dismissed it as nothing.

Just some people who want to save face.

People want to save face.

Then just give them face in a formal way.

As a result, the Lanshan Sports Hall and its reputation were all gained.

Table tennis halls, tennis halls, badminton halls, archery halls, and basketball courts all have free training from specialized coaches, but these are not as attractive as archery halls.

When Chen Jianqing performed archery, it was also a tourist attraction. It could be said that it was a massacre for both young and old. Ever since Meng Yun showed up in the sports hall, criminal investigator Liao Jun and his brothers had been there several times.

Xin Xiaowan has also been here several times.

Wang Xinyue also came here once on Sunday.

But I couldn't see Ye Feng.

Unlike Chen Mengjie, who is motivated, Feng Sande is a bit bored. He doesn't like the peaceful life and stays in the sports hall over the deadline. He prefers to battle wits and courage with some fallen women in Beijin Bridge.

Fight with heaven.

Fight with the ground.

Fight with people.

The joy is endless.

Feng Sande was full of resentment towards this woman Zhang Yumei. He came outside the sports hall, stretched and glanced at Feng Zheng sitting on the steps. Feng Zheng was also a myth in the security department.

Even though he does nothing.

Because he was the one responsible for the security department, Feng Sande sat next to Feng Zheng. Suddenly he felt his feet were itching unbearably. He took off his shoes and saw that there were blisters on his feet, so he rubbed them with his fingers.

Wow, don’t ask about that sour feeling.

ascended to heaven.

Feng Sande glanced at Feng Zheng, who was pretending to be serious, and while rubbing his feet, he cursed angrily: "I know how to sit here all day long, pretending to be serious, pretending to be melancholy, pretending to be your uncle, you have been in business for so long, Third Master You have stolen all my limelight."

Feng Zheng turned a deaf ear.

"If you don't do anything for a day and get a salary of 3000 yuan a month, isn't it better than being a security guard?" Feng Sande looked at Feng Zheng and became so angry that he picked up the shoe at his feet and smashed it: "Look at you With that kind of potential, you have nothing else to pursue except finding a security guard in a demolition community to seduce a vixen young woman."

Feng Zheng threw Feng Sande's shoes several meters away and smiled: "Isn't that great? It's a lot of fun without spending money."

Feng Sande was furious when he saw Feng Zheng throwing his shoes aside. He stood up, jumped over with one foot, and then kicked Feng Zheng hard: "I'll let you gain strength, I'll let you gain strength, you're a worthless thing." , pick up the shoes for me!"

Feng Zheng really went over to pick up the shoes obediently.

Then Feng Sande turned his head and looked somewhere, his eyes dull, as if he saw an extremely familiar woman walking towards him.

(End of this chapter)

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