MTL - So You’re Such A Doctor Song-Chapter 648 I'm her husband, and my uncle is her usual bad taste that calls me that

Wang Zixi thought that this matter was related to Lu Qingying, and he didn't dare to delay at all. It didn't take long for him to learn about the Boyi Art Company. The boss of this company, Dou, was not very old, but he was 38 years old. However, he has a good family background. He returned from studying abroad in his early years. After working behind the scenes in the entertainment industry for a while, he met many stars, directors, and investors. He thought that his career was promising.

Song Chulang looked at Mr. Dou's photos. He didn't look very good, not even Wang Xi.

He put the matter down, just feeling a little ridiculous in his heart. He didn't know where his wife was working, and he had to inquire about it.

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A few days later, at 10 o'clock in the evening, Song Chulang happened to be doing something near Boyi Company. When he was going home, he thought about it and said to the driver, "Boyi Company seems to be in this area, right?"

The driver was in a circle. There were countless companies nearby. How could he know one by one, "I'll look for the map and check."

After a while, I really found a Boyi company, "It seems to be close to this, it should only take seven or eight minutes."

Song Chulang looked at the time, and it was almost the time when Lu Qingying was off work, "driving past".

He made a phone call in the car and was talking.

The car stopped opposite the Boyi company. Song Chulang sat in the car and stared for a while. At six o'clock, I saw many people coming out of the building one after another. It didn't take long for Lu Qingyu to be with four or five young people. After coming out, three of them were tall and stylish, and a group of people crowded together, jokingly walking towards the subway entrance.

The driver also saw it, squinting at the back seat, and his boss' face was really unsightly. "That seems to be a lady. Would you like to make a call?"

Song Chulang: "".

He opened the door coldly, "You go back first."

The driver froze, "then you".

"I'll go back by myself," Song Chulang got out of the car with no expression, and walked long legs and walked to the subway station.

Both sides of the road are connected because of the subway. After going down the stairs, he soon saw Lu Qingxuan and a group of people taking the elevator down. The two young men were behind, not knowing what to say on her smiling face. bright.

He walked towards him with a cold face, and Lu Qingmao got down from the escalator. When he looked back, he was frightened and said: "Uncle".

Friends behind her also saw the British man in trousers and shirts, Yu Jiabei was surprised: "Flicker, he is your uncle, is your uncle too young?"

And it's too handsome, but this momentum looks cold and not close.

Lu Qing was embarrassed, Song Chulang said lightly: "I'm her husband, my uncle is just a kind of bad taste that she usually likes to call me in private".

"Wow, your husband is so handsome." Another colleague, Lan Lan, laughed. "No wonder you got married so early. Didn't expect that you were quite emotional in private, all called your uncle, I really can't keep up with you These little girls are fashionable. "

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Lu Qingyu was anxious to drill a hole to enter. So many colleagues were there. The phrase "uncle" was really ashamed. I didn't know how much taboo they had to play, although it was the same.

"Yeah, you're blessed to spend our company's department early and get married away." Pippi also joked, but just after speaking, I felt a chill spreading and Pippi hit Hey, did he say something wrong? Lu Qingshen's husband looks very unfriendly.

Song Chulang looked at the male colleague Lu Qingying. It seemed that he was under 30 years old, and he was fashionable and well-dressed. He noticed that when he said that he was Lu Qingyuan's husband, two men seemed to Looks very unhappy.

As soon as he frowned, he knew that Lu Qingying's little fairy would definitely try to attract people outside. He usually heard some rumors in the Song family. Several colleagues in the company had private affair and many of them had family history. of.

So-called people are derailed, the most common film is that colleagues get along with each other every day to breed ambiguous.

"Why are you here?" Lu Qingying felt that he was very unfriendly and shifted the subject.

"Passing by, doing something here, just in a traffic jam, just go back on the subway." Song Chulang pulled her expressionlessly.

"Such a coincidence," Sister Lan laughed, "Xiao Lu, wouldn't you introduce it to your husband?"

Lu Qingsong busy introduced Song Chulang to her colleague, Song Chulang nodded slightly.

Lu Qingsong also knew that he didn't like to deal with people very much, so he didn't say much, so he hurried to buy subway tickets, but there were a lot of people in line, and there were seven or eight people in front of each machine.

Song Chulang frowned, and didn't want to go in line at all.

"If you want to go to the platoon, just stand by the side, I'll do it myself," Lu Qingxi saw his reluctance, and probably rarely used the subway when he wanted to come.

"No, let's do it together." Song Chulang glanced at her male colleagues and noticed that they were looking at this side of the other team.

It took about six or seven minutes. When Song Chulang was really impatient, it was finally their turn. However, when they paid for it, they found that they had hundred dollar bills in their pockets, not even a small change.

Lu Qing sighed and could only take out his pocket money to buy tickets for him.

After buying the card, when entering the subway, Song Chulang hadn't been on the subway for too long, so he forgot to put the card on the top or plug it into the hole, and someone rushed in the back. I swiped it before letting him in.

The colleagues waited for a while, and a male colleague half-jokingly said, "Flicker, hasn't your husband ever taken the subway?"

Song Chulang proudly raised his face and said nothing, Lu Qingping said, "He usually drives by himself, and he does sit less."

"No wonder," Sister Lan smiled, "but many stars will take the subway."

"Yes," Lu Qing nodded.

Taking the elevator to the next floor, there are also long lines on the bustling platform. I can imagine that there must be no seats. Song Chulang was annoyed, "You used to go home like this before?"