"Big brother? What's wrong with you?!"

A pair of bright red shoes appeared in front of Kong Chantian's eyes.

Kong Chantian looked up and saw a six-year-old Caucasian girl standing in front of him.

She wears pigtails, wears a red dress, has a fleshy face, and has two dimples when she smiles, just like a carefree little princess.

"Brother, I'll give you flowers! Mommy said that seeing flowers can make people feel better!" The little girl smiled sweetly at Kong Chantian.

"Mengna!" A woman hurried over and grabbed the little girl's arm.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Swift, she doesn't understand children." The woman thought that Kong Chantian was thinking about something, but was interrupted by her own daughter, and felt very sorry.

"It's okay." Kong Chantian smiled at the man.

"Your name is Meng Na?" Kong Chantian shifted his eyes to the little girl.

The little girl's complexion was as usual, white and red, her eyes were focused, there was no sign of redness, and her neck was not swollen.

"Yes!" Meng Na tugged at her little skirt, "Big Brother, I'm going to celebrate my seventh birthday, can I invite you to eat cake on my birthday?! You won't be so sad when you have cake!"

Meng Na shook her head excitedly, with a smile on her lips.

Kong Chantian's movements froze at first, and then his expression returned to normal.

"I think Mona should go to Morocco for her seventh birthday." Kong Chantian patted Mona's head and said to the woman.

The woman's face is yellow, but her eyes are piercing, without losing focus, a red handkerchief is tied on her head, and her body does not appear bloated.

"Why?" The woman was a little puzzled.

"The ancient city of Tangier in Morocco is a resort for tourism and recuperation. The beaches there stretch for more than 10 kilometers, with beautiful scenery and a mild and pleasant climate. It is most suitable for taking children to play." Kong Chantian introduced.

"Oh!" The woman herself was moved. "I suddenly remembered that the swimsuit I bought last year seemed like I haven't worn it for a long time!"

"It's better to go in a few days. After time, the weather will be bad." Kong Chantian tried his best to help Mengna stay away from here.

"Thank you, Dr. Swift, for your reminder." The woman hurried home with her daughter in her arms.

"Goodbye, big brother!" Meng Na waved her hand towards Kong Chantian.

"Bye bye! Mengna!" Kong Chantian sent the two away with a smile.

"I kind of understand why we should cherish life." Kong Chantian gave a wry smile, got up his fighting spirit, and continued to rush to the mayor's house.

……

"Oh? Are you... Doctor Swift?" The maid of the mayor's house recognized Kong Chantian's identity at a glance.

"Yes, I'm here to find the mayor." Kong Chantian smiled at the maid.

"Oh!" The maid's face turned red instantly, "Sit down for a while, I'll go find Mr. Mayor."

"Thank you." Kong Chantian sat here, feeling a little flustered in his heart, hoping to succeed in persuading him this time.

……

"Knock down!"

The knock on the door interrupted the mayor's call, the mayor turned his head and cursed, and then said kindly to the other end of the phone as if the Sichuan opera changed his face: "Sorry, Mr. Arnos, I have a guest here, can you send Let's put our deal at night?"

"Hmm." The person on the other side of the microphone only replied one syllable.

"Oh! May my Lord bless you, dear Mr. Anos." The mayor flattered.

"No, I don't believe that."

A busy tone came from the phone.

The smile on the mayor's face faded away, and the mouse-like eyes under the thick eyebrows showed a fierce light. The mayor shouted, "Ben!"

"Here we come, Lord Mayor!" The maid "Ben" hurried into the house.

The mayor's face was livid, "Why did you knock on the door just now! If it weren't for your unnecessary voice, I would have cooperated with Mr. Arnos now!

The rich Mr. Arnos!Sure to make me rich, but... things got delayed, and it's all because of you! ! ! "

Interest can cast a thick layer of diaphragm on people's eyes, even if they are blind.

Ben was not afraid of the mayor's roar, "Oh! Dear mayor, I think you should go and see your guests. After all, whether you can be re-elected is the premise of whether you can make a fortune!"

"What do you mean?!" The mayor tried to widen his eyes, but unfortunately they were only the size of a ball.

"A doctor came outside, the Downs Street doctor. He seems to have seen through your tricks. After all... No one can have a high fever until their necks swell, can they?" Ben whistled, using the handkerchief in his hand. Carelessly wipes the head ornament on the mayor's desk.

"Oh! Damn it!" The mayor now has a big head. "This damn Swift doesn't come sooner or later, but at this time! I just want to earn the first pot of gold in my life, what's wrong?!"

As soon as Ben heard this, he immediately booed, and his voice was more than doubled, "Oh! Yes! After all, the mayor's first pot of gold was earned 580 times and he didn't earn enough!"

"Ben! Shut up!! If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" The mayor was really going to be pissed off by his maid, "I have to think about how to deal with this "enthusiastic" good doctor!" The mayor I was so anxious that I turned around.

"Oh! Look at his burning ass." Ben put one hand on the head decoration, as if he was negotiating with the head decoration.

"Shut up!" the mayor stomped vigorously.

"Oh! My Lord Mayor, how about I give you a suggestion?" Ben touched the statue of a human head.

"What suggestion?" The mayor asked impatiently.

"Isn't Mr. Arnos going to introduce a batch of medical equipment? We can connect them!"

"What the hell idea are you!!! If I hook them up, all the money that belongs to me will fall into the pocket of that damned Doctor Swift!" The mayor jumped his feet angrily.

"Oh! Mayor, you should listen to me!" Ben shook his head. "Let's match them up, but keep the two parties from knowing who the other party is. Let's act as an intermediary and make huge profits!"

The mayor narrowed his green pea-like eyes, thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

"Didn't Dr. Swift want to save people? We can do this..."

Ben leaned over to the mayor's ear, talking to him.

……

"Oh! Ben, you're so smart that I can't thank you enough! Whatever you want, as long as it's not money, I'll give it to you!"

The mayor smiled. He had already seen his 580th pot of gold beckoning to him.

"Dear mayor, I'm in love with Dr. Swift, and I want to marry him." Ben showed shyness on his face.

"Oh! Don't talk about marrying Mr. Swift, even if you want to be my daughter, I agree!" The mayor laughed and turned to leave the office.

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