"Yes, what are you going to do?, take them apart?" Yan Songjie didn't know what to do, unless he met Han Zhizhi himself. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Where's your sister?"

"It should be with your little uncle. Han Zhimei reasoned.

"Okay! Yan Songjie cut off the walkie-talkie.

After thinking about it, he called Zhao Deping: "Brother Zhao, let my little uncle bring Han Zhizhi to your new house, I have something to find them." ”

Half an hour later, the little uncle took Han Zhizhi and was driven by the driver.

"Xiao Gao, what are you looking for your uncle?" The little uncle was full of energy, and the pretty woman Han Zhizhi was a bird, holding his arm, making him feel more embarrassed.

"Don't look for you, uncle. Yan Songjie also understood when he saw this scene, the key is Han Zhizhi.

"Borrow a step to talk! Little uncle, I'll borrow Sister Comet. Yan Songjie pointed to the room and said to Han Zhizhi.

After seeing Han Zhizhi enter the house, Yan Songjie asked seriously: "Give me a reason first!"

"Reason! Your little uncle is good to me! I like him too. Han Zhizhi said something that made Yan Songjie speechless.

"For people?" Yan Songjie asked with a serious face and thoughtfulness.

"Yes and no. Han Zhizhi affirmed and denied: "But among Qiao Lin's younger generation, he is the most promising." Han Zhizhi praised his little uncle.

Houlai is a short man who picks a general, but I want to think about what Qiao Lin has fallen.

"For money! Uncle Xiao doesn't have any money?" Yan Songjie knew his uncle's income.

"He was the richest of Jolin's younger generation. Han Zhizhi praised his uncle again.

Houlai is a short man who picks a general, but I think how poor Qiao Lin is.

"Understood! It's all my fault, changing my uncle's life. Yan Songjie patted his head and realized it.

"Sister Comet, I'll give you 10,000 yuan, please take the initiative to leave my little uncle. Yan Songjie touched his hand on the concrete floor, appeared out of thin air, and 10,000 yuan was neatly stacked on the ground.

"Ahh

"Twenty thousand!" Yan Songjie touched his hand on the cement floor again, and now there were 20,000 yuan neatly stacked on the ground.

"Ahh

"I believe in your comet, sister! These 20,000 yuan should be a greeting gift, and I was shocked. Yan Songjie understood Han Zhizhi's character and said in a deep voice.

"Thank you! Trust me. Han Zhizhi's face was full of gratitude, it was not easy to be recognized.

"Help me watch my little uncle! Don't let him get involved in pornography, gambling, drugs, or fighting. Is it okay?" Yan Songjie's requirements were all basic requirements, and the walkie-talkie appeared out of thin air and handed it to Han Zhizhi: "If you have something, use the walkie-talkie to find me, and you won't need to ask Meizi."

Out of thin air, a backpack appeared again, and two stab-proof back cores appeared. Put 20,000 in it and carry it behind Han Zhizhi's back: "You should know what you can say and what you can't say." ”

"Alas, I hurt my little sister. Seeing that Yan Songjie had just moved, Han Zhizhi was by no means an ordinary mortal, and he regretted it.

"Don't worry, Meizi has nothing to do with you, I will take care of her for the rest of my life. When the uncle goes out, he must wear the stab-proof back core,...... You can find me if you have anything missing, and if something happens to your uncle, you must know the consequences. After Yan Songjie finished speaking, he turned around and went out: "But, you go back and comfort Meizi, let her not think too much, it won't be in the way." ”

Han Zhiqiao's face was unpredictable, and he asked for a lot, so he took out a stack of money from his backpack and took a closer look at Zhang Zhang's real money: "Alas! ”

"Little uncle, Brother Zhao asked me to send 20,000 yuan to Sister Comet as a gift. It's in Sister Comet's backpack. "Yan Songjie is serious and talking nonsense.

"Really!" The little uncle's eyes lit up when he heard this, and his face smiled like a lotus: "Huizi! ”

"Wow! Boss Zhao is really rich and righteous enough. Seeing that the eyes of 20,000 yuan were opened, the little uncle praised Zhao Deping for being mixed up enough.

Han Zhiqiao's face was flushed, her shoulders trembled, and her eyes were fixed on Yan Songjie.

Yan Songjie dared to say 20,000 yuan in front of his uncle, it must be 20,000 real money.

casually conjured up 20,000 real money to give it away, and slandered that Zhao Deping gave it to her, Yan Songjie was determined to eat himself, and no one believed him when he said it.

That's right! Now let the eight immortals cross the sea every day, and the immortals enlighten the ordinary people and the people who do good! Could it be that Yan Songjie is a god!

Thinking of this, Han Zhizhi had plastic surgery and sincerely thanked Yan Songjie!

"Little uncle! Brother Zhao confessed that he was not allowed to use Sister Hui's money. "Yan Songjie took a preventive shot in advance.

Back at Qiao Lin Sanyou Bookstore, Han Zhizhi asked his uncle to go home first.

When I walked into Han Zhimei's room, I saw that my little sister had a gloomy face, and she didn't call her sister.

"Little sister!I'm sorry!" Han Zhizhi knelt in front of Han Zhimei with her legs "plopped": "Sister hurt you." ”

"Ah, sister, get up, what's going on?" Han Zhimei's pretty face turned pale, and she was almost scared to death, what is going on, old lady.

"Immortal!" Han Zhizhi could only think of this word.

"What a fairy! Han Zhimei hurriedly picked up her sister.

"Yan Songjie just met me. Han Zhizhi had a lot of thoughts, and he didn't know how to talk about it.

"Met by chance?" Han Zhimei also knew that her sister was in Dalan Beijing.

"No! It was Yan Songjie who passed Zhao Deping and asked us to meet him. Han Zhizhi now completely understands that Zhao Deping is completely Yan Songjie's puppet.

Oh my God, Yan Songjie is so rich, and Zhao Deping is just doing things for him.

"It's over! It's all over!" After Han Zhizhi understood it before and after, he understood that Yan Songjie began to say to him: "Change my little uncle's life." "He can predict the future of his little uncle, and he must be an immortal.

"Did Song Jie say anything?" Han Zhimei saw that her sister was in a trance, and her voice became high-pitched.

"Let me leave his little uncle!" Han Zhizhi was extremely pious, and he didn't dare to hide the truth.

"Ahh Han Zhimei was surprised by Yan Songjie's boldness and directness, the corners of her mouth rose and she couldn't hide the joy in her heart, but she blamed Songjie for not.

"Because my uncle's fate is not me. "Han Zhizhi knows everything, Yan Songjie predicts the future, and he is a variable.

"Did you agree?" Han Zhimei asked with apprehension in her heart, the corners of her mouth trembling, this was the question she was most concerned about.

"No!" Han Zhizhi didn't hide it, and told the truth.

"Then?" Han Zhimei saw her sister's face, and she must not know what had happened.

"Give me 20,000 yuan and give me a meeting gift. After Han Zhizhi finished speaking, he poured the 20,000 yuan in his backpack on the ground.

"Why?" Han Zhimei couldn't understand it at all, and inexplicably gave her sister 20,000 yuan, and he had money to burn the bag.

"Because he's not human!" Han Zhimei spoke like a curse, which made Han Zhimei even more incomprehensible.