Whenever Pi Qinghua wanted to do something, no matter when he was still a rich second-generation rich kid or when he evolved into the gloomy male god he is today, there was one thing in common that never changed - that was no matter how much money or effort it took, he had to accomplish that thing.
Otherwise, Pi Qinghua would not have become an elite among the second-generation rich and would not have been described as a male god by those who wanted to curry favor with him.
So, ever since Pi Qinghua came up with the idea of painting a complete and different face, he has been painting skin crazily for six days without sleep or food, and even became obsessed with it.
Even the well-informed President Lang was frightened by his behavior. Just when Lang Yixing could no longer bear it and wanted to forcibly stop Pi Qinghua from hiding in the bedroom, he suddenly heard the voice of Pi Qinghua.
"I think you just think you've lived too long!" Lang Yixing said with a dark face: "Do you know that it's a blessing that your body has survived to this day, and you're still making trouble like this?!" Do you want me to be a widower for the rest of my life
Pi Qinghua looked at Lang Yixing's obviously worried and anxious expression and smiled slightly, then said weakly: "I'll show you a magic trick!"
Lang Yixing almost exploded with anger when he heard this. This guy was about to die and he still wanted to perform magic tricks for him? He was courting death!
So President Langda showed a ferocious smile, stretched out his hand and grabbed Pi Qinghua's waist, ready to carry this man to the hospital for nutrient solution.
However, Pi Qinghua grabbed his hand faster than him, and took out a piece of thin stuff and put it on his face. Lang Yixing was shocked by the skin, and was afraid that it was not a good thing. As a result, he saw that the skin was not as good as the pretty boy's expectation.
This is a new face with a hint of familiarity.
Lang Yixing felt that the Pi Qinghua in front of him now, if you look at his facial features separately, it seems that his nose is still the same nose, and his eyes are still the same eyes, but when the facial features are put together, it is a stranger. This face looks pale and handsome, but for some reason, this face always has a magical attribute that makes people forget it after seeing it, which is particularly in line with Pi Qinghua's thoughts.
Lang Yixing looked at the face helplessly: "Is this the result you have come up with in the past 6 days? It's really shocking."
When Pi Qinghua received this compliment, a smug smile appeared on his new and unfamiliar face: "It's worth it that I've been tossing and turning for so many days and wasting hundreds of milliliters of blood!"
After saying this, Pi Qinghua rolled his eyes and fell down.
Lang Yixing was forced to hold back his roar before he could even utter it, and he was so angry that his face turned blue.
"Knife!!!"
Lang Yixing left the roar to his subordinates.
Xiaodao was so shocked when he heard the roar that he almost crushed the crispy chicken leg in his hand. He quickly put away the chicken leg, weighed his small medicine box and ran over from next door. Then, as expected, he saw his neighbor fall down again.
Xiaodao curled his lips and thought to himself, only if this person fell down, his boss would call him murderously.
Although he was complaining in his heart, Xiaodao quickly stepped forward to feel Pi Qinghua's pulse, and then a tangled and strange look appeared on his face: "... Boss, the neighbor is weak due to extreme anemia, it is best to nourish him. I will give him some nutrient solution first, and then you can find a better herbal medicine shop to ask them to send some blood-replenishing meals. After the nutrient solution is finished, and then he eats two or three meals, I can guarantee that he can attend the banquet tomorrow."
Lang Yixing nodded when he heard this. As expected, he still had to use his subordinates, who knew what he was thinking. Fortunately, Pi Qinghua was fine, and then Lang Yixing decided to feed his pretty boy like a pig from today, and let him eat five meals a day!
"… Eh?! Eh, Eh, Eh, Eh!! What the hell is going on?! Am I seeing a ghost in broad daylight?" Xiaodao shouted suddenly, and was kicked out by Lang Yixing. "What are you yelling about? Aren't you afraid of disturbing others?"
Xiaodao pointed at Pi Qinghua's face, his eyes sparkling: "This body is obviously that of our neighbor Xiaobai, but when did the face become like this?! It is impossible for a person's face to change so much without automatic plastic surgery!! Of course, I know of another possibility, but that is just a legend, isn't it?! A human skin mask is such a god-like and heaven-defying thing, it really can't exist, right?! Isn't that right, boss?!"
Xiaodao is a medical professional, and he is an expert in medicine and poison. Xiaodao also has a strong dream of being a martial arts hero. He thinks that the best role for him is to be a medicine king who can save people and kill people. In many cases, medicine kings can make human skin masks. Xiaodao has actively studied this for a long time, but the results are not satisfactory to him. Now that he suddenly saw Pi Qinghua like this, Xiaodao wanted to pounce on Pi Qinghua's face and observe his face carefully from top to bottom and from left to right as soon as he thought that this might be a really exquisite human skin mask.
As a result, he was kicked away by Lang Yixing.
"No matter what's on his face, you better be good and save him now. When he gets better, it's up to you to decide how to deal with him."
Xiao Dao nodded vigorously upon hearing this, the light in his eyes was comparable to that of an X-ray. His hands moved even faster, he wished he could stay by Pi Qinghua's side tonight and ask him about the mask as soon as he woke up, but Xiao Dao knew very well that if he dared to do so, he would probably be beaten by the boss and unable to take care of himself. Forget it, let's wait until tomorrow to ask, anyway, he can attend the banquet tomorrow.
In the end, Pi Qinghua did just as Xiaodao said. He slept for an afternoon after the infusion. When he woke up, he was fed a lot of food with a smell of medicine. He slept in a daze for the whole night, and he felt much better the next day.
Although his face was still a little pale, he could finally meet people normally.
Today is the last Wednesday of June, and although it is still a hard working day for many white-collar workers, for the wealthy, what is Wednesday? Not to mention Wednesday, all the working days of the week can be turned into rest days by them, so there are still many people coming to the private villa by the sea in Langyixing.
Most people came here for Lang Yixing's status, position and power, and some came for the medicinal wine that was said to be very magical. Of course, the most important purpose of these two groups of people coming here was related to Lang Zhi.
Anyone with a brain could get the news. It was obvious that Lang Yi's purpose this time was to introduce Lang Zhi to them, and at the same time to announce that this kid would be the boss of his future Lang Corporation, so the kid's goodwill was the most important.
Sure enough, when everyone was almost there, Lang Yixing grabbed the reluctant Lang Zhi and said directly, "Welcome everyone to come to this small gathering. Actually, I don't have anything important to say. I just want to tell you, my friends, this is my son Lang Zhi. If this kid offends you in the future, please take care of him for my sake."
Everyone nodded immediately and said, "We will take good care of him." After all, if nothing unexpected happens, Lang Zhi will be the only heir of Lang Yixing. Everything in the Lang family will belong to Lang Zhi.
However, people still couldn't help but complain in their hearts. If this was not a big deal, then what was important in the heart of President Lang Yixing? Or in other words, was there someone more important in President Lang's heart than his newly found son? Oh, thinking about this, some people began to smile knowingly.
Then, everyone saw that President Langda changed his casual expression, reached out and pulled a decent-looking young man to the side, and spoke again:
"I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Qin Hua, the maker of the magical medicinal wine. He's a very good partner. Haha, if anyone wants to discuss something with Mr. Qin, just don't try to steal my business."
After these words fell, people's eyes changed instantly when they looked at Pi Qinghua. It turned out that this was the human-shaped golden mountain! They were envious of Lang Yixing's good luck before. They asked for a long time but couldn't find out who made the medicinal wine, which made them unable to do anything they wanted to do. But who knew that Lang Yixing would be so stupid and just showed the person off!
At this point, more than half of the people present had their eyes brightened, and those who also looked at Pi Qinghua with burning eyes included Pi Yuan and Sun Boliang who came with him. One of them had a fiery and dark look, and the other was doubtful. But one thing would not change, that is, they must contact Lang Yixing and Pi Qinghua and talk to them.