The boss became rich with his seven brothers after he traveled through the book

Chapter 172: Men Can’t Have a Bad Waist

Three times in total.

He bit his thin lips and resisted the urge to take his hands away from her sides.

Her hands are cold.

The thing inserted into the waist was even colder, and seemed to be very thin.

"What are you doing?"

"I will help you with your waist."

"...?"

He was confused.

Then she gently pushed him away and asked him, "Does it hurt anymore?"

He is difficult to judge.

I nodded reluctantly: "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore."

Shen Ran's hand trembled, and the needle bag hidden in his sleeve slipped into his palm. He spread it out and put the silver needle back.

It was not convenient to take it back in front of him, so he just stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

Su Mochen saw this scene: "......?"

He reacted: "You just stabbed me with this needle?"

He thought it was something stuck in it.

Indeed, only such a small needle can explain it. If the knife was changed, he would have to go to the hospital now.

Shen Ran looked up.

"Ah."

"I gave you three injections first. If you have another attack, tell me and I'll give you a few more injections to try."

Su Mochen: "...Thank you."

He suddenly felt embarrassed when he shouted "ah" earlier.

He lowered his head curiously, his eyes falling on her trouser pocket.

Before I could ask, I heard her mutter, "A man can't have a weak waist."

He straightened his back silently: "Yes!"

"Ask Nanfeng to drive."

Shen Ran put his hand on the car window, pressed the button, and lowered the window on Su Mochen's side.

It is written in the novel that the windows of all the cars driven by Su Mochen are customized at high prices. People inside the car can hear people talking outside, but people outside the car cannot hear the voices inside the car.

Looking at Nanfeng who showed no reaction at all, you can tell that this car is the same.

Su Mochen called out, "Nanfeng."

"Yes."

Nanfeng immediately turned around and looked inside the car.

He was very tactful and didn't ask anything. He just answered and walked to the front, got in the car, started the car and drove towards Shen's house.

I specifically asked, "Master, are you sending Miss Shen home?"

Su Mochen: "Yeah."

He lowered his head again and looked at Shen Ran curiously.

I have never seen anyone carry a set of these: "Silver needles are..."

Shen Ran replied calmly: "To save my life."

Others might carry silver needles to save lives, but she carried them to save her life.

When doing tasks, she may encounter emergencies at any time. Sometimes she is in danger of death and cannot go to the hospital. She can only heal herself first, and for the rest, she can go home to apply medicine herself, or find a master.

Unfortunately, after the master left, she was asked to serve dishes.

She kept the set of silver needles that the master had personally polished for her at home.

If she had it with her when she was struck by lightning, maybe it would have been able to follow her through.

Fortunately, it shouldn't be necessary here.

Just buy a set of ordinary silver needles and put them in the space.

Su Mochen didn't know what to say for a moment.

He saw something in her eyes that he had never seen before. Perhaps her childhood and her growth were not as smooth as the information he had investigated suggested, which was why she carried a set of silver needles with her to save her life.

He didn't even dare to imagine what kind of situation would make her feel the need to 'save her life'.

His eyes were filled with pain.

I couldn't help but hold her hand.

He promised her: "In the past, the silver needle was your life-saving tool. Now and in the future, it will be my turn, Su Mochen."

Shen Ran: “……?”

She pulled her hand back: "A man with back pain is not necessarily better than me."

The book describes that Su Mochen is quite skilled.

She also felt that Su Mochen was very strong, but... he was still killed step by step by the male protagonist Su Ziqian's schemes.

If they really fight, it's not certain who will win.

Su Mochen regretted it: "..." Damn 'back pain'!

Nanfeng, who was driving, said that he felt very uncomfortable: "..."

He lowered his head.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Shen Xingxing.

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Shen Xingxing, who was discovered peeping at the door of the club, was surrounded by several people from the club. They looked him up and down and questioned him.

"You said you were a new member of the club? What's the evidence?"

"New members are always brought in for introductions. Why are you here alone?"

"He's sneaking around and obviously didn't want to come in. How could he be a member of our club?"

"You knew the coach didn't come tonight, so you came to our club to find out the truth, didn't you? Which club are you from?"

"..."

Shen Xingxing swallowed his saliva.

Just as I was about to speak, the phone in my pocket rang a few times.

Like a 'life-saving straw', he quickly took out his cell phone.

Smile: "Wait a minute, let me check my phone first."

He took the opportunity to get out of the encirclement and stood aside to unlock the screen.

I didn’t expect it was sent by Xiaochen.

His first reaction was that Xiaochen had discovered his visit here. He took the message and opened the dialog box, and saw the words "Seventh Brother" and a red envelope of 8888.

His hand shook.

I almost dropped my phone.

Several people in the club saw Shen Xingxing looking flustered.

Be alert immediately.

"what happened to you?"

"Are you reporting the situation of our club to someone?"

Shen Xingxing quickly shook his head.

"This is my first time at the club, my first time meeting them, I don't know anything about the club like you do, what can I report?"

"Besides, I wasn't sent by anyone. If I have anything to report, I can only tell my parents, sister, and brother that the club environment is good and ask them not to worry about me."

Several people in the club looked at each other.

There was no removal of doubt.

Shen Xingxing didn't forget Su Mochen and lowered his head to type.

"Wait, let me reply first, and then show you the contract I signed with the club."

After hearing the contract, several people in the club began to believe it.

Soon, Shen Xingxing replied to the message and put away his phone.

Take the backpack off your shoulders.

He unzipped his pants and took out the contract Xiaochen gave him.

He rolled up the front to reveal the last line, which was stamped with the club's and Su Group's seals, as well as Xiaochen's autograph.

When a few people from the club came over to take a look, that was all they saw.

After a few seconds, you look at me and I look at you.

"It's true. That's right."

"But who is this Su Mochen? Another coach? Or a new team leader? Analyst?"

Shen Xingxing was stunned.

The mouth moves faster than the brain reacts.

"The owner of the club, wasn't he the one who recruited you?"

"What boss?"

Several people in the club looked at the man who suddenly appeared.

Suddenly, I seemed to understand something.

After discussing it, they decided to call the coach to ask who Su Mochen was.

When they were on the phone, Shen Xingxing suddenly reacted.

This club is just a small industry of the Su Group in the imperial capital, and Xiaochen is the behind-the-scenes boss of the entire Su Group. It is impossible for him to manage every company and every store under it personally, so the daily operations of the club should be handled by other people, maybe Nanfeng, or the coach they call it.

In short, it can’t be Xiaochen.

Otherwise they wouldn’t even know Xiaochen’s name.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly stuffed the contract into his backpack, zipped it up, and held it tightly in his arms.

Afraid of being snatched away.