The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

Zhang Zian looked at Gao Xin on the opposite side, his long legs wrapped in black stockings were shaking, shaking so much that he couldn't concentrate.

What's wrong with yourself today?

How can you be so restless.

So, Zhang Zian coughed and changed the subject: "Sister Xin, you know that I have opened a pig farm again. I have passed down the technology of raising pigs from my ancestors. The meat is not greasy. It is definitely not worse than grapes. Chang'e would not want to eat it." Back to her Guanghan Palace..."

Wang Po Zhang Zian sold melons and began to sell wild boars from her own pig factory.

Gao Xin looked at Zhang Zian's rhetoric one after another. Planting orchards is an ancestral skill, and so is raising pigs. Then what did your ancestors do?

"As long as you can guarantee that the taste is not bad, the pork in the future can also be collected from you."

Gao Xin promised.

After all, I had a good time working with Zhang Zian before. At grandma’s birthday party last time, Zhang Zian also took out the Yannian Pill, which made grandma much younger. I originally planned to give Zhang Zian some benefits, but I was afraid that this would hurt the relationship between the two of them. , so Gao Xin has been in a difficult situation recently.

Since I have already mentioned the matter of collecting pigs with myself, it is better to have a favor.

Seeing that his wild boars were sold, Zhang Zian was so excited that he picked up the water glass and wanted to make a respect, but because he was too excited, he lifted it up too fast, and the water in the water glass spilled on the lap of Gao Xin who was sitting opposite him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Zhang Zian's reaction was not unpleasant, he picked up a tissue and helped to wipe it off.

Zhang Zian grabbed Gao Xin's ankle with one hand, and wiped it back and forth with a tissue in the other hand.

You know, Gao Xin was wearing black silk, and the water was soaked in an instant, no matter how much she wiped it, it would not help.

Feeling the stockings in the palm of his hand, as well as the temperature, Zhang Zian rubbed back and forth for a few seconds before he realized it.

Look again, because Zhang Zian was in a hurry, he grabbed Gao Xin's ankle and lifted it up a lot, so now Gao Xin is half lying on the sofa in an unusual posture.

Zhang Zian's face instantly became unnatural.

Gao Xin blushed so much that he could squeeze out blood. Seeing Zhang Zian froze, he was motionless, rolled his eyes, and spat softly with his small mouth: "Don't you let me go?"

Gao Xin's expression is like that of an angry little daughter-in-law, no man can stand it.

"Ah...I'm sorry, that's not what I meant." Zhang Zian felt that even with a hundred mouths, he couldn't explain clearly, so he quickly let go of his hand, scratched it awkwardly, and brought out a faint fragrance.

Are the stockings still fragrant?

Gao Xin quickly sat down and tidied up her clothes, but the stockings were soaked through and uncomfortable, so she stood up and turned into the inner room of the office.

That is a place dedicated to working overtime and resting.

Zhang Zian was like a child who did something wrong, sitting upright on the sofa.

After a while, Gao Xin came out from the inner room, but the black silk on her legs had already been taken off.

The cheeks seemed to be flushed, and when the two of them were embarrassed, the door was pushed open, and the receptionist who was talking to Zhang Zian downstairs hurried in.

It's just that when he saw Gao Xin, he paused, and his face was extremely exciting.

I remember that when I saw President Gao in the morning, he was wearing black silk, why now...

Then he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Zian, sitting upright, as if he understood something.

"Xiao Fan, what's the matter, you're in a panic?"

Gao Xin also saw Xiao Fan's suspicion, and quickly changed the subject, not forgetting to glare at Zhang Zian.

It's all about you, let people misunderstand.

Xiao Fan immediately said: "Mr. Gao, there is a customer down here who is unconscious. The family members insist that there is something wrong with our food. Go down and have a look."

"Is this the case? Hurry up and lead the way."

Gao Xin's face changed. Generally, hotels will take emergency measures to deal with such things to minimize the impact as much as possible.

Xiao Fan turned around and led the way, Zhang Zian also got up and followed.

You know, if there is a food problem in a hotel, then this matter is serious.

It stands to reason that the hygiene control of Yuhuang Hotel must be extremely strict, and there should be no problems with the food.

When we arrived at the restaurant downstairs, there was already a group of people around, making a lot of noise.

Most of the dining guests were whispering that if this matter is not handled properly, it is likely to bring the hotel down.

A few in hotel work attire were actively apologizing.

Gao Xin walked over with a cold face, and the crowd naturally moved out of the way.

"what happened?"

Gao Xin looked coldly at the restaurant manager at the side.

"Mr. Gao, this customer suddenly convulsed while eating, and then passed out. According to the family members at the same table, it is precisely because he fainted after eating the fruit plate served at our house."

The manager of the restaurant is a man in his 30s, sweating profusely at the moment, carefully explaining the whole story.

Lying on the ground was a man who looked less than 40 years old, with a physique of three hundred catties, lying on the ground like a small hill.

A little girl on the ground was crying loudly, shaking the man's arm constantly, calling her daddy, heart-piercing.

There was a woman beside her with red eyes, who was communicating with the hotel staff. When she saw the officer from the official university, she rushed up immediately, as if she was going to fight Gao Xin desperately.

"You are the person in charge of the hotel, right? If anything happens to my husband, I will fight you hard. You just wait for me." The woman bared her teeth and claws, her face was full of anger, but she was stopped by the security guard.

Without a trace of fear, Gao Xin turned to look at the restaurant manager and said coldly, "Did you call 120?"

"It's already hit."

Only then did Gao Xin look at the woman, "Our hotel doesn't want to see this kind of thing. We will take the food on the table to the relevant department for inspection. If it is the responsibility of the hotel, we will do our best to the end. If not, I don't want it to happen. If anyone falsely accuses our hotel, I have the right to sue."

Gao Xin glanced at the woman, and then at the little girl on the ground.

After opening the hotel for so many years, it is normal for some people to cause disturbances. Some of them wanted to eat a king's meal, and some were arranged by their peers. In short, she would not admit that there was a problem with the hotel before she had any conclusions.

The woman was completely enraged by Gao Xin's words, and the three security guards were almost unable to stop her.

"Damn it, I'm not done with you."

Zhang Zian frowned, walked over, but the security guard wanted to stop him, but Gao Xin waved his hand, and the security guard stopped immediately.

Now there are more and more customers onlookers, and some people even took pictures, which probably have been sent out.

Gao Xin frowned, the hotel might be greatly affected this time, but when he saw Zhang Zian walking forward, he was taken aback for a moment, then elated.

Zhang Zian brought him too many surprises, is there still room for redemption?

Zhang Zian walked over, and the little girl lay down and hugged her father's body, screaming, "Don't come here, don't touch my father, only a doctor can."

Immediately, the surrounding customers were heartbroken. They didn't expect the little girl to be so sensible.

"Little friend, I will see a doctor, and I can cure your father." Zhang Zian said with a smile.

When the little girl heard that this man could save her father, she immediately raised her head, her face was full of tears, and she was already crying.

Zhang Zian handed over a tissue, but the little girl didn't reach out, but said in a crying voice, "Can you really save my father?"

"Of course." Zhang Zian nodded.

The little girl just took it, wiped it carelessly, her face was even more smudged, and then moved aside.

Zhang Zian squatted down and looked at the man on the ground. Because there was too much flesh on his face, he could hardly see his eyes.

His face turned blue and he had trouble breathing. Zhang Zian thought it was stuck, so he quickly checked and found that it was not.