The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine Chapter 46 – Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Sales Department

Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Sales Department

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After all, Song Yuru was the one asking for a favor, so after she put forward her two demands, she looked at Huang Xiaolong with a cute, pleading expression. “Huang Xiaolong, can you… please?”

Huang Xiaolong stared at Song Yuru, her bright skin and clear, lively eyes, and her pretty face, innocent but with a hint of seduction. He thought for a few seconds before shaking his head. “I can't do it. I can't accept your second demand, honey. I'm not going to pretend to be your boyfriend.”

“What?” Song Yuru became flustered.

After all, she is recognized as the campus beauty at school. However, even though she doesn't have a boyfriend, her roommates often introduce her to potential suitors, making things really awkward for her. This time, she was inviting people for dinner. If she turns up without a man, they'll definitely criticize her again.

By coincidence, she ran into Huang Xiaolong today and she subconsciously liked him. So, she hatched a plan: let Huang Xiaolong pretend to be her boyfriend to resolve this pressing issue.

“Huang Xiaolong, how can you be so heartless… You've taken advantage of me many times, and even call me 'honey', but now you won't even help me with this small favor… You're so cruel…” Song Yuru said with fake despair.

“But honey, we're destined to be together, we're meant to get married, have children, and live a happy life. I already am your boyfriend, why would I need to pretend?” Huang Xiaolong earnestly replied.

“Uh…” Song Yuru was taken aback, digesting Huang Xiaolong's words, her face flushing with embarrassment. 'This is crazy, I'm still studying right now. Marriage? Children? I'm just a kid myself!'

“Honey, I can accompany you to lunch with your classmates, but I won't be faking it, okay?” Huang Xiaolong said.

Upon hearing his words, Song Yuru let out a sigh of relief and gave him a charming smile. “Fine, but in front of my classmates, you're not allowed to call me 'honey'. Also… if you want to be my boyfriend, I have to test you first. We've only just met…”

Song Yuru still had her reservations.

“Okay, honey, go ahead and test me.” Huang Xiaolong beamed confidently.

'Test me? After all, we're destined to be together. No matter how you test me, it wouldn't change the end result…' “I told you not to call me honey!”

“Okay, my dear.”

Huang Xiaolong helped Song Yuru hand out a stack of leaflets.

“Little Long, let's go to the sales office to settle our pay for the past few days.” Since they were going to pretend to be a couple soon, Song Yuru started warming up early, stripping Huang Xiaolong's name down to 'Little Long', which sounded more intimate.

“Sure, let's head there to get our pay,” Huang Xiaolong replied with a smile.

The two walked side by side out of the Flower Lake Street.

“Little Long… I'm treating everyone to lunch today, but my funds are tight. I have to go get my part-time job salary to afford it.” Song Yuru said somewhat embarrassingly. “Little Long, are you disappointed that I'm not a rich girl and just a poor family's child?”

“Huh?” Huang Xiaolong looked confused. “Honey, what are you talking about?

Why would I be disappointed? No matter if you're rich or poor, good or bad, we're destined to be together, to marry, have kids, and live a happy life…

Besides, I do have money if you need it for the dinner. I've already earned quite

a bit…”

“Humph… As if I'd use your money!” Upon hearing Huang Xiaolong's words, Song Yuru blushed, but her heart filled with sweetness.

Since the sales office was nearby, Huang Xiaolong didn't drive, instead choosing to walk there with Song Yuru.

The tastefully decorated and eye-catching sales office.

This new housing development had a great location and feng shui, and they were offering a lot of extra floor space, so it was selling well.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru entered, they saw many customers surrounding model houses on display, discussing them. The saleswomen were eagerly explaining.

“Little Long, you wait for me here for a while, I'll go to settle the wages with the manager.” Song Yuru flashed a sweet smile at Huang Xiaolong, then headed towards the office.

Huang Xiaolong casually plopped down on a sofa.

Since he didn't look like he was here to buy a house, none of the staff came over to attend to him.

Before long, Song Yuru appeared alongside a middle-aged man in a suit.

The middle-aged man looked stern, meticulous while Song Yuru stood by his side, constantly explaining, a pleading look on her face.

“Manager Yuan, I've been working really hard these days… Can't you not cut my pay?” Song Yuru looked helpless.

Song Yuru had been doing the part-time job for 6 days now. The pay was agreed to be 100 yuan per day, which should total up to 600 yuan.

But Manager Yuan, he insisted on halving Song Yuru's pay, giving her only 300 yuan.

The reason being, there were always some leaflets left whenever Song Yuru was giving them out, and she'd return them to the sales office.

Song Yuru was too simple-minded!

When others finished giving out leaflets, they would just discard any leftovers.

She, on the other hand, returned any leftover leaflets to the sales office unspoilt!

“Xiao Song, I don't doubt your diligence at work, but out of the hundreds of leaflets daily, sometimes you don't distribute even half of them. Your work efficiency is too low, isn't it?” Manager Yuan said with a stern face. “Our company has rules, giving you half of your salary is already out of sympathy for the fact that you're a working college student. Otherwise, you wouldn't get a penny! ”

Song Yuru bit her lip, her eyes brimming with unshed tears, “But… Manager Yuan, I saw others throwing away the leaflets they didn't distribute. I didn't want to deceive the company, so… so I didn't throw them away…”

Song Yuru was really desperate. She needed to get her full wages so she could afford to treat her classmates to lunch. Given the cost of living in Binhai, 300 yuan wasn't nearly enough to cover the meal!

“Honey, what happened?” Huang Xiaolong rushed over and confronted Manager Yuan. “Hey, are you refusing to pay my wife's wages?”

“Who are you?” Upon seeing the farmer-like youth shouting at him, Manager Yuan looked displeased. “What are you yelling about in front of me? You have no manners!”

“It's alright, Little Long…” Song Yuru quickly pulled Huang Xiaolong to one side.

“Honey, what's happening? Are you being bullied? Tell me, and I'll stand up for you,” Huang Xiaolong said, somewhat angry.

In Huang Xiaolong's eyes, his woman should never be bullied. That was his bottom line.

However, before Song Yuru could tell him about the withheld wages, there was suddenly a commotion in the sales office. There was a piercing scream-

“Quick, dial 120! Quick! Call the ambulance!”

“This man's gone pale. He's gonna die at this rate!”

“He's barely breathing. An ambulance won't make it in time. Is there a doctor around? Hurry up! If we're any later, we'll be dealing with a corpse. Where is the person in charge of this sales office? He can't avoid responsibility, as the accident happened here.”

A young woman in a professional suit, with a panicky expression, ran towards Manager Yuan. “Manager Yuan, there's been an accident! A customer fainted… You better come over fast.

“Fainted suddenly?” Manager Yuan responded calmly. “Don't panic, he must have had a pre-existing condition. It doesn't concern us. We sell properties, we're not at fault no matter where we are.

However, the young woman was drenched in sweat. “No, Manager Yuan, the person who fainted… fainted is…Brother Qi…”

Manager Yuan's face changed. “Which… which Brother Qi?”

“Brother Zhao Qi from Xin@ Block…” The young woman replied fearfully. “Not good! This is terrible!” Manager Yuan slapped his thigh, his forehead drenched in sweat.

If a regular person fainted or even died in his sales office, Manager Yuan believed he would handle it smoothly.

But, the one who fainted today was Brother Zhao Qi from Xin@ Block!

This man is, goddamnit, a notorious gangster in Binhai!

This man conquered a piece of Binhai territory with merely his fists, despite having successfully transitioned to formal business, the infinite darkness and ruthless connections still exist. He keeps men willing to give their lives to him, not just one or two but hundreds!

Put plainly, if Brother Zhao Qi dies here in this sales office, Manager Yuan will probably be hacked to death by his henchmen out of vengeance! The entire sales office will be torn down!

“Let's…let's… let's go look immediately! Hurry up!” Manager Yuan, agitated, strode quickly over.

“Honey, let's go check out the commotion as well.” Huang Xiaolong spoke with a smile and pulled Song Yuru along, running over.

When they looked over, they saw a man in his forties lying on the floor, his face pale as paper, with sweat pouring off his forehead like a waterfall. His face showed extreme pain, and his breathing was faint. It appeared he had some kind of acute illness, and it looked like he could die at any moment. There were many onlookers, but no one knew how to perform first aid.

“What the fuck!” A fierce-looking young man seized Manager Yuan by the collar, his eyes filled with murderous intent. “You're the one in charge here, aren't you? Let me tell you, if Brother Qi dies here today, I'll fucking kill you!”

Manager Yuan was so scared that he was trembling. “Big… big bro…This has…has nothing to do with us… Brother Qi… Brother Qi… must have been sick, we…we sell houses here, it…it really doesn't have anything to do with us, please be reasonable, big bro?”

Bam!!!!!!

The fierce-looking man slapped Manager Yuan's face, leaving five bright red fingerprints. “Being reasonable? Are you fucking kidding me? Are you trying to play the sensible card here with me? Your office is responsible for anything that happens to Brother Qi, fuck you!”

Manager Yuan looked at the pale face of Brother Qi, and he burst into tears. 'I'm doomed, I'm doomed… Brother Qi is going to die soon. And I'll have to join him… So unfair!'

Seeing Manager Yuan acting like a kicked dog, Song Yuru felt a little sympathy for him, and tugged at Huang Xiaolong's sleeve. “Little Long, can you do anything to help him?”

“Sure.” Huang Xiaolong nodded nonchalantly, “Watch this, honey.” Having said that, Huang Xiaolong went straight over.

“What are you doing, kid?” The fierce-looking man, who had just tossed Manager Yuan aside, glared at Huang Xiaolong menacingly.

“The man's life is in danger. Immediate first aid is needed, or it will be too late by the time the ambulance arrives.” At this moment, Huang Xiaolong naturally radiated a kind of benevolent air.

“Ehm…” The fierce-looking man was taken aback and asked somewhat instinctively, “Are you a doctor?”

Without saying another word, Huang Xiaolong took a few silver needles from the canvas bag he was carrying and squatted down.

He could tell at a glance that Brother Zhao Qi was having a heart attack, so he planned to treat him with acupuncture.

Suddenly-

“Hold on! What are you doing?”

A masculine voice rang out, containing a hint of anger, aiming to stop Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong looked up to see a man in his twenties wearing a white shirt, looking quite handsome, who was glaring at him indignantly.

“Who are you? What are you trying to do to the injured man?” His face was solemn, corners of his mouth twitched into a sneer, as he interrogated Huang Xiaolong, his tone extremely unfriendly.

Chapter end