"Brother Zhang, what's wrong?" After the thin man walked away, he approached him alone and asked.

There were people coming and going in the service hall, and Chenfeng could not hear their conversation.

"Don't mention it, a poor boy probably came to apply for a business license. I think he has been here for two days, so he doesn't do it if he asks him for the agency." The thin man said with a curl of his lips.

"At one glance, his clothes don't look like rich people. They can't afford to spend hundreds of dollars. Why are they here to apply for a license?" The man glanced at Chen Feng and said disdainfully.

Chenfeng’s idea is different, not because he is reluctant to spend money. He spent nearly 10,000 yuan on renting a house before, which shows this.

But after all, he is a student who lives by tuition, and now he has no other income, so he is considered to be a physical therapy bed every day. Judging from the current situation, it is good to have one or two people come a day.

One or two people, that is, they only earn dozens of yuan. Such income is only enough for him to spend money. Chenfeng plans to do something like this that can be done by himself.

In an office building in a prosperous area of ​​Chuzhou City.

"Oh, I have a lot of work today. My neck is going to be stiff!"

In an office, a woman in her twenties raised her head and complained.

In front of her were two computers, one on the screen, and the other on the monitor was three-dimensional graphics.

"Cui Ying, I feel even more uncomfortable than you. I still have five pictures here. It's noon now. It seems that I have to work overtime tonight." I got up and poured a cup of coffee in front of the coffee machine. The girl said, "It's so uncomfortable for us to have such an old day. What should we do if we are old?"

Sighing, the girl blew the cup gently and took a sip of coffee.

"By the way, Cui Ying, have you noticed that Manager Zhang is very energetic today. He has been busy all morning and has not complained about being tired." Looking at the other side of the office, the girl said strangely.

There was also a woman opposite the partition. She was there, looking down at the documents while making phone calls, looking busy.

"It's true that you say this. Sister Zhang's cervical spondylosis is more serious than ours. I'll ask what's going on?" Cui Ying heard the girl's words and stood up and walked towards the opposite side of the partition.

Five minutes later...

"Sister Zhang, what you said is so amazing? You can relieve it immediately after lying on the physiotherapy bed for ten minutes, and you won't feel uncomfortable within three days?" Cui Ying asked in surprise at the woman in front of you.

That person is nothing else, it is Zhang Yanqiu who had physical therapy in Chenfeng before.

"The effect is certainly no problem. Can I still lie to you?" Zhang Yanqiu smiled and said, "It's just that the price of physical therapy is not cheap. Can you accept 200 yuan per time?"

"What? That's so expensive!!!"

After hearing Zhang Yanqiu's words, the two young girls exclaimed.

"Sister Zhang, you're not kidding. It costs 200 yuan for ten minutes, which is too expensive!"

Sun Meiyu curled her lips, obviously the price was beyond his expectations.

"This thing is like cosmetics. It is cheap, but the effect is not good. Those expensive ones are because they are expensive." Zhang Yanqiu said with a smile, looking at the two subordinates in front of him.

"Okay, Sister Zhang, can you take us after lunch?" Cui Ying hesitated for a while and decided to give it a try.

If it was really like Zhang Yanqiu said, and if it was used at a time, Cui Ying would really want to try it.

"I want to try it too. I've been too busy with work recently and I'm so tired that I can't even lift my arms." Sun Meiyu said the same way.

The office building is not far from Chenfeng. After lunch break at noon, after a simple meal, Zhang Yanqiu brought two beauties to the community of Chenfeng Lord.

Three days were almost here, and Zhang Yanqiu felt a little uncomfortable on her shoulders and neck. She just took this opportunity to use the physiotherapy bed. 200 yuan is still acceptable for department managers like her.

"Huh? Why is it closed?"

When he arrived at Chenfeng's door and saw that the door was locked with a lock, Zhang Yanqiu frowned slightly.

I remember that Chenfeng said he could come at any time before, but why is it closed now? Zhang Yanqiu is not sure.

"Close down? Why is this happening?" At this moment, a man's voice sounded from behind them.

Several people looked back and found an old man standing behind them. The old man was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, quite elegant.

"We just came here and found out that the door was locked." Zhang Yanqiu said, pulling out her hair that was blown by the wind.

"There is a phone number here. I'll call to see if Xiaochen is going to have dinner at this time." The old man saw a piece of paper posted on the door with a phone number written on it, so he picked up his cell phone and dialed it.

“Buzz…”

Chenfeng, who was waiting for the call, heard the phone vibrating, so he took out the phone.

As a student, Chenfeng has become accustomed to turning his phone into vibration mode.

A strange number when the call was incoming, and I had never seen it before.

"Hello!"

He put his phone in his ear and Chenfeng greeted him.

"Master Xiaochen, I am Ge Zheng."

A loud voice came from the other end of the phone.

Chen Feng was stunned when he heard the name, and then it rang. It was the old man who came to his place to use the physiotherapy bed two days ago.

"It turns out it's Mr. Ge, I'm not at home... Yes, I'm applying for a license from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau."

"Maybe I can't go back today. There are too many queues here, so I'm afraid I can't finish it today."

From the phone, Chenfeng knew that the certificate had arrived at his residence. But there was no way. Now that he had obtained the number, Chenfeng still hoped that the procedures could be completed today.

"Industrial and Commercial Bureau? It's too slow to do business there. There are many agents. If you do it yourself, it will take a long time to delay." On the phone, after hearing Chen Feng's incident, Ge Zheng spoke.

"There's nothing I can do about it. Mr. Ge. If the license cannot be obtained, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the police station may be in trouble for me. After all, some residents have called the police before."

I briefly mentioned why I came to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to apply for a license, but for nothing else, I just hope that the guests can understand. After all, Ge Zheng is old and Chenfeng is afraid that he will be anxious.

"Okay, Master Xiaochen, I understand. Just tell me what the number you have in your hand now!" After listening to Chenfeng's narration, Ge Zheng said in a deep voice.

“No. 136.”

I don’t know why Ge Zheng asked this, but Chenfeng looked down at the number he had in his hand and said the number.

"I understand, Master Xiaochen, just wait."
Chapter completed!