The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 834: Strange Friends

Shen Qing looked at her nonchalantly, "What's the matter?"

"Shen Qing, what could possibly happen to me? I just want to reminisce with you. I remember how much fun we had playing together as children."

Shen Qing smiled faintly, "Sorry, I forgot."

"It's okay. It's been so long, it's understandable that you don't remember. We can slowly reminisce!"

"I don't think there's anything to recall, because I can't remember anything anymore, so it seems like we have nothing to talk about. I have something else to do, so I have to leave first."

Just as Shen Qing was about to stand up, Zhang Xue grabbed her hand and said, "Wait a moment, Shen Qing."

"Zhang Xue, I don't think we're very familiar with each other. Although we were classmates in elementary school, we don't seem to have many common memories."

"Shen Qing, since there are no memories, it's not too late for us to become good friends again."

Zhang Xue continued, "Shen Qing, please sit down first! We'll talk slowly."

Shen Qing had no choice but to sit down.

"Then please speak!"

She could tell that Zhang Xue must have something to tell her.

"Shen Qing, it's fate that we met again, so I want to cherish this fate."

Shen Qing couldn't help it any longer, so she curled her lips and said, "Zhang Xue, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, because I have other things to do later."

Zhang Xue smiled and said, "Shen Qing, your husband is the president of Yuzheng Group. He has the final say on whether it is Yuzheng Group or not."

"Yeah! What's wrong?"

"Look, my husband was recently laid off. Since we were good friends, could you talk to your husband and let him work at Yuzheng Group?"

Shen Qing twitched the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough, there is nothing good about the classmates who contacted me suddenly.

"I can't make the decision on this. It depends on the company's situation and whether there is a shortage of people at the workstation."

"Then please ask your husband for me. If possible, I also want to work at Yuzheng Group."

"Do you want to go too?" Shen Qing asked.

"Yeah, Shen Qing, we are classmates, you can't just refuse to help me."

Shen Qing twitched the corner of her mouth. "First of all, you have to understand that this is not a small favor, and I can't make the decision on this matter."

Zhang Xue held Shen Qing's hand, acting like a good friend, "Just ask your husband. Working at Yuzheng Group is my dream."

Shen Qing just smiled briefly and didn't answer.

"Shen Qing, thank you for your help. In my heart, you are my good friend. If you need any help from me in the future, just ask."

Shen Qing just smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

"Okay then, Shen Qing, don't forget this."

Shen Qing left without responding.

As soon as she left the coffee shop, she blocked Zhang Xue's phone number.

This kind of friend who comes out of nowhere is really weird.

……

Then Shen Qing went to a nearby shopping mall.

She thought for a long time about what to give Yan Jiangshan on his birthday tonight.

Suddenly an idea broke her thoughts.

As you get older, you should take care of your health.

Give something that is good for your body.

Yes, a massage chair.

Then she walked in.

The mall was bustling with people, and the air was filled with the aroma of coffee and the scent of new clothes.

Shen Qing had no intention of lingering in those bright and beautiful windows. Her goal was clear - the home health area on the fourth floor.

My father-in-law has been working at a desk all year round, and his lumbar and cervical vertebrae have always been in poor condition. A good massage chair may help him relieve a lot of fatigue.

As soon as you step into the special area, massage chairs of various brands and styles come into view. Some are fashionable in design, while others look calm and majestic. Each one is like a quietly lying "giant beast", exuding a "healing" atmosphere.

The shopping guide came up to her enthusiastically. Shen Qing smiled politely and said, "I want to show my dad the massage chair."

"Okay, miss, what's your father's approximate age? Is there any part of his body that is particularly uncomfortable?" the shopping guide asked professionally.

"I'm in my sixties, and my cervical spine and waist aren't very good, and my shoulders sometimes ache," Shen Qing described carefully. She hoped Yan Jiangshan would like this gift.

The salesperson nodded and began to explain the features of the different models. "This is our new model. It uses an SL-type guide rail, which has a longer massage stroke and can take care of everything from the neck to the hips. It also has intelligent body shape detection, which can automatically adjust the massage position according to the user's height..."

As Shen Qing listened, she gently touched the leather of the massage chair, feeling its softness and fineness. She imagined Yan Jiangshan sitting on it and wondering if he would find it comfortable.

She walked over to another more stable-looking massage chair, which was dark brown in color and more in line with the aesthetic of Yan Jiangshan's era.

"How about this one?" she asked.

"This is a classic model with a very good reputation. It has a variety of massage techniques, including kneading, tapping, and massage. It has special strengthening programs especially for the waist and cervical spine. The operation panel is also relatively simple, which is more convenient for the elderly to use."

Shen Qing asked the salesperson for a demonstration. As the massage chair's robotic arms slowly moved, kneading, and tapping the simulated "human body," she watched intently, even leaning over to observe the range and strength of the arms' movements.

She would ask from time to time: "Can the intensity be adjusted? Will the maximum force be too irritating?" "Can the angle of the neck massage be adjusted?" "Is there a heating function?"

From the questions she asked, you can tell that she is very filial.

She even sat on it herself and experienced it for a few minutes. When the warm massage head accurately found the sore spot on the back of her neck and kneaded it with moderate force, she sighed softly with pleasure. "Mm, this feels good."

She thought that Yan Jiangshan would also like this relaxing feeling. She deliberately felt the massage airbag on her waist. The wrapping and squeezing feeling really relaxed her tense muscles.

The price doesn't matter to him.

I quickly decided on a massage chair that was fully functional and expensive.

"Let's take this one," Shen Qing said to the salesperson. "Please help me with the paperwork and have it delivered to the address I provided."

"Yes, ma'am. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"No, by the way, you have to deliver it to the address I filled in before tonight."

"No problem, please pay the bill."

"it is good."

After paying the bill and receiving the delivery note, I felt a small sense of accomplishment.

She suddenly felt that she understood older people too well, and this massage chair was very friendly to the elderly.

I think this is a very good choice as a gift.

She took out her cell phone and called Yan Bei.

"Hey, husband."

"what happened?"

"I've already picked out a birthday present for Dad. Guess what it is?"

Yan Bei on the other end of the phone began to guess, "Calligraphy and painting?"

"wrong."

"Health products?"

"That's not right either."

"What is that? Honey, please tell me!"

Shen Qing said proudly, "It's a massage chair."

"Massage chair?"

"Yes." Shen Qing responded firmly.

"Wife, you are so understanding. If I give this massage chair to my dad, he will definitely be very happy."

"I think so too."

"Wife, you are so picky."

"Of course, I understand older people best." Shen Qing said confidently.

"Okay! I'll hang up now. I have work to do."

"Yeah, let me see if I need anything else."