Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Moonfang was dead.    

She died in a cell with special characteristics of the Dragon Group and committed suicide.    

...    

Early in the morning, Wu Lai and Luo Xin were about to go to the company when Luo Yi stopped them.    

"The renovations in Jishi Hall are almost done. Do you want to go and take a look?"    

When he heard this, how could Wu Lai not go?    

When he arrived at Jishi Hall, his eyes lit up!    

The entire Jishi Hall was decorated in a vintage style, and it felt like an ancient pharmacy. At this time, the renovation workers had already started to clean up the hall and the miscellaneous items. The cleaning staff also started to clean up.    

When they saw Wu Lai, these people called out respectfully, "President Wu."    

Wu Lai was slightly stunned, then nodded to greet him.    

At this moment, Wu Lai felt as if he had been separated from his previous life. He thought of himself a month ago. He looked at his current self. Who would have thought that the intern who had just graduated was not only the future son-in-law of Luo Family? He was also the Deputy Leader of the Dragon Group Branch, a Godly Doctor of his generation.    

Just like the number in his bank card had reached a level that he would never dare to think of in his entire life.    

"President Wu, the plaque of Jishi Hall is here. Take a look. What do you think?" A staff member of Luo's Group said from the side.    

Wu Lai followed the person's hand and saw a huge plaque. There were three large golden words printed on the plaque.    

"President Wu, look, do you want to hang it up if you want to? The specific business time has been reported. It will be open in three days." The staff said from the side.    

At this time, many people at the entrance of Jishi Hall had already turned their attention to this place. After all, such a huge entrance naturally attracted a lot of people.    

"This plaque... Forget it." Wu Lai shook his head. No matter how he looked at it, the three words on the plaque lacked charm. He felt that it was just a random pharmacy by the roadside.    

Hearing Wu Lai's words, the staff member hurriedly stopped the person who moved the plaque. Standing in front of Wu Lai, he wiped the sweat on his forehead. "Then, President Wu, what kind of plaque do you think you want? Go and invite a calligraphy expert?"    

"No need to be so troublesome." As Wu Lai spoke, he walked in front of the workers on the board. Each and every one of them. He said to that person without turning his head, "On the official opening day, I will personally write a question and write a couplet along the way."    

Personally?!    

Hearing Wu Lai's words, the staff member was stunned for a moment and subconsciously started to size Wu Lai up.    

No matter how he looked at it, Wu Lai was just a young man in his early twenties. Writing a question and writing a couplet, these were all people who had to have a certain level of attainments in calligraphy and literature, right? And on the opening day?    

As he wiped the sweat off his forehead, he began to rapidly think of a suitable excuse to make his son-in-law give up on this dangerous idea. If he let them see him as a joke, the ones who would lose face would be the Luo Family and Wu Lai themselves! If his luck was bad, he would still be furious.    

Wu Lai lit up a circle of smoke and saw the man standing on the spot, breaking out in cold sweat. When he heard the man's heartbeat increase, he could roughly guess what he was thinking. He smiled and walked to the man and patted him on the shoulder. "Alright, don't worry. Since I said so, I'm sure I can do it. Do what you have to do. Go do what you have to do. I am not some playboy. "