"Busy brother!" Wu Lai saw the man coming in and hurriedly shouted, "no, no, it was an accident. It's just my boss, not my girlfriend."

Luo Xin also turned around at this time and looked over. The man who was called brother busy obviously looked more vicissitudes than Wu Lai. His face was obviously smoked for many years, and his eyes looked a little muddy, but for one thing, the smile on his face looked extraordinarily sunny.

Although he looks a little sloppy at first sight due to professional reasons, he gives a good impression, and even makes people very quiet.

It's just that there is a long scar on one of his cheeks, which seems to have been scratched by some sharp weapon.

Hearing the rogue's words, brother busy put down the chicken leg in his hand and asked curiously, "Wu Lai, aren't you an intern in the hospital? Is the president of your hospital such a beautiful woman?"

He subconsciously distanced himself from Luo Xin. He just looked at Luo Xin a little and found that Luo Xin's clothes alone were completely beyond the reach of ordinary people like them.

He is not inferior or hostile to the rich, but simply to prevent oil from dripping on this expensive clothes and this beautiful woman who can't be removed at a glance.

Hearing the internship, Wu Lai shook his head: "stop talking, brother busy, I was opened by the hospital a few days ago. Now I'm Mr. Luo's personal doctor and secretary. I happened to be working in the hospital today, so I came."

"Private doctor..." brother busy just wanted to say something. When he heard someone outside urging him, he hurriedly said, "I'll ask you later. I'll be busy first."

"Go!" Wu Lai waved, "when you are free, day or night, I'll buy you a drink!"

"Yo? Is it your treat?" Brother busi laughed and said, "come on, keep your money. You are a decent person. Find a good girlfriend and buy jewelry gifts for your girlfriend. I can afford to buy you a drink."

Wu Lai also wanted to say a few words. Brother busy had disappeared. After all, he was the God of barbecue here. He was too busy.

"Very nice person." Luo Xin commented.

Luo Xin saw the little action of brother busy, and she didn't see other emotions from brother busy's face. It seemed that she was simply afraid of soiling her clothes.

"Right!" Wu Lai heard Luo Xin say this, as if he was praising himself. He was very happy: "he, like me, is an orphan, but he is not as lucky as me. He has no money to go to school. He can only learn a craft to do things. Miss Luo, guess how old he is?"

"In their thirties?" Luo Xin thought back to brother busy's face full of vicissitudes and said uncertainly.

"Just two years older than me." Wu Lai shook his head. "He has been doing this for eight years."

At the age of 24, Ali looks the same as he is in his thirties?

Luo Xin was stunned for a moment, obviously did not expect.

"Now I'm lucky to be liked by president Luo, and I can follow Miss Luo..." Wu Lai was still talking about his experience with great emotion, and suddenly heard a very messy sound outside, as if someone was quarreling.

He didn't care at all. Subconsciously, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. His face changed. After a few words, he immediately got up and went out.

"What's the matter?" Luo Xin asked.