"What should I do if I work hard, otherwise what should I do?"

Lin Qiang nodded silently: "Since everyone has to bear their own destiny, they can only do their last part!"

"You're a very good kid."

Mr. Song nodded: "They are so optimistic about you, which means that your medical attainments must be unique.

Unexpectedly, when you see you today, you have already crossed that threshold! Maybe you are the opportunity given to us by God. After all, we have been waiting for so long!"

"But..." Lin Qiang really wanted to ask loudly in Song Lao's ear: "Why do you want to be the lackeys of the Kaluo people!"

But his strength is not as strong as Mr. Song. Now he makes this matter clear, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster.

What if Song Lao was so angry that he started to work with him, would he release his super backstage drought now and reveal everything?

Recklessness is not Lin Qiang's style. He quickly threw this idea behind his mind and began to appreciate the scenery on the roadside.

After walking for a long time, I walked past a quaint stone bridge on the stream, and finally arrived at a small corner door.

Mr. Song used his old trick again, and then tear a big hole in the heavy protective force field and walked in with Lin Qiang.

Inside the corner gate, there is actually a huge square.

The square is full of brilliant buildings with a sense of historical heaviness on three sides. There are many people coming and going in the building, and they look very busy.

Boss Song swayed in the middle of the wide corridor, and Lin Qiang followed him like a servant.

When all the pedestrians who came and went to see Mr. Song, they bowed to him. Mr. Song swaggered and looked tall, as if everyone was an ant under his feet! "It's so domineering~" Lin Qiang complained in his heart, followed Mr. Song and rushed straight into the reception desk in the main hall.

The young lady behind the reception desk saw Mr. Song standing in front of the counter, looking at him with her neck tilted, and almost fainted.

Her body instantly faded halfway and she stuttered: "Lose...Lose...Lose..." "Is it loose or tight?"

Mr. Song said dissatisfiedly: "I'm here to ask you for your business. Do you have any objections to me?"

"Old Song~" the receptionist almost urinated and said with a sharp voice: "You came here in person, is there something wrong?"

"What can happen? Will the sky fall?"

Old Song glanced at the receptionist with his eyes squinted: "I'll come here to do something and get a pass for a little brother."

"Your little brother?"

The receptionist looked at Lin Qiang in shock, and Lin Qiang nodded at her with a smile: "Well, I am Mr. Song's little brother."

"Uh~" the receptionist rolled his eyes: "Old Song, what pass do you want?"

"It's the kind that comes in and out of the house~" Song Lao thought for a while: "I haven't used it much..."                                               �

The receptionist quickly took out a blank card from the back of the counter and picked up a black crystal card: "Let's activate the permission..." She walked out from the back of the counter, took Song Lao and Lin Qiang to the door of a room next to her, and used the black crystal card to open the electronic lock of the room.

Inside the room, there was a huge machine, and the character waterfall was scrolling down the screen, looking full of science fiction and mystery.

The receptionist put the white card in a sensor position, then turned to look at Mr. Song and asked, "Old Song, what are the access rights this little brother needs?"

"Why is it so troublesome~" Mr. Song rolled his eyes and slapped a red panel virtual button with a 'slap': "I remember the last time I came to apply for a card, I pressed here..."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

The receptionist shouted in horror: "Your pass is 8a-level permission. There are only thirteen passes with this permission in the entire family~"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           �

Mr. Song rolled his eyelids: "I personally brought someone to get the pass card. Is my face not enough for level 8a, right?

Come on, look at my skin, what level should I have?”

Old Song reached out and grabbed the young lady's tender hand, and was about to put it on his old face.

The receptionist was so scared that he fainted. While breaking free, he said, "Old Song, you can tell me how many levels you say! I just need to register!"

"snort!"

Mr. Song smiled proudly: "If you talk well, you won't be able to do it. I have to be tough! I'm a ruthless person who has been here for the first time in decades. You little girl, you still have to whine to me!"

"Old Song, your identity is what you say~" The receptionist almost cried out, not sure why he met this weird old guy while on duty! But his identity is too high, and even the head of the Gu family dared not challenge him.

As a small receptionist, I can’t even count as a hair! I saw the identity authentication machine beating and completed the pass authentication work.

The receptionist squeezed out a smile and looked at Lin Qiang and said, "Mr. Little brother, please put your hands in this position and record your palm print information."

"Uh-huh."

Lin Qiang was laughing wildly in his heart. Qiang held his smile and placed his palm on the palm print recording area, and entered his information into the computer.

With this information, Lin Qiang can obtain 8a-level pass permission from the Gu family as a pass, and go anywhere he wants to go! The certification information will be recorded soon.

The receptionist handed the blank card to Lin Qiang: "In the future, you can come and go freely with the Gu family with your palm print or this pass card.

However, don't lend this card to others to use, so as not to cause huge trouble~"                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    �

Old Song was staring at him, and the receptionist did not dare to ask any more questions.

She quickly entered a few pieces of information on the machine, then took out a key from a drawer next to it and handed it to Lin Qiang: "This car is parked in the parking lot at the gate of the Gu family.

When you come to Gu's house in the future, remember to ride in this car.

Otherwise, you can only walk in from outside~”                                                          

Lin Qiang took the key and felt happy.

Unexpectedly, a magical old man from the Gu family suddenly appeared, and he gave himself an indefinite green light! “Okay, the matter is done.”

Mr. Song looked at Lin Qiang: "Let's go!"

Lin Qiang followed Mr. Song out of the room, left the hall and came to the yard outside.

Mr. Song slowly walked to the middle of the yard, turned to look at Lin Qiang and said, "Boy, I really like you."

So I'll give you more, which means my attitude towards you."

"Xie Song's kindness."

Lin Qiang respectfully bowed to Mr. Song, knowing that there is no feast in the world.

Sure enough, I heard Mr. Song say again: "I was not optimistic about the things Gu Xuanying and the others did.

But today when I saw you, I actually felt a glimmer of hope.

You do your best and do your best.

Maybe you are the only hope to help the Gu family get out of the quagmire.”

Lin Qiang nodded silently and took on this heavy request.

"The Gu family... is not a solid piece of cake."

Mr. Song glanced at Lin Qiang: "I don't think you are a fool who everyone believes in, so there is no need to say much to you."

"Old Song~" Lin Qiang bowed to Old Song and asked tentatively: "Whether the Gu family has...is..." "The Gu family has everything, it depends on whether you are qualified to enjoy..." Old Song suddenly cut off Lin Qiang's words and suddenly waved his sleeves: "Okay, I haven't been hanging with the little guys for so long. I want to go back and rest. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do."
Chapter completed!