Huang Mingyue followed Huang Yiqing into the door: "Dad, I have something to discuss with you." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Although Huang Yiqing didn't drink, he was a little old in the end, and he was tired after a day of tossing. He held on to the handle of the stairs and waved his hand to Huang Mingyue tiredly: "I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have something." You should rest early, too! This daughter was so preoccupied that she didn't eat a few bites at the dinner table, nor did she say a few words, and she was lonely like a shadow with nowhere to cling to.

Huang Mingyue was about to speak again, but saw Pan Lizhen coming in from behind, and while taking off her shoes, she was on the phone: "Lao Hu, you must send Young Master Cousin home safely, but don't be sloppy." ”

When Pan Lizhen saw Huang Mingyue, she just glanced at her, but complained to Huang Yiqing: "Listening to the old nonsense, Ji Cheng vomited twice, I'm afraid he even vomited bile." This was also said to Huang Mingyue.

Huang Mingyue felt that Pan Jicheng deserved it, and it was better for him to endure hardships. However, Long Xiaohu, who had drunk seven or eight kinds of foreign wine, was still standing except for two trips to the toilet, as if those high-concentration alcohols had been circulating in his body for a while, and then turned into water and excreted from his body - he was extremely talented, which ordinary people could not envy.

However, since Pan Lizhen was by her side, it was inconvenient to talk to Huang Yiqing about those words. Anyway, if you want to leave T City, you can only wait until tomorrow, so you might as well sleep peacefully.

So, Huang Mingyue bowed slightly towards Huang Yiqing and walked to the third floor.

"Look at it, look at it, is there still an aunt like me in this girl's eyes?" Pan Lizhen's hands trembled with anger.

Huang Yiqing persuaded: "She is in a bad mood, and it is inevitable that she will lack shortcomings in etiquette." He saw Pan Lizhen's face full of resentment, and said in a changed voice: "Otherwise, she would still blame you for breaking up Lao Wang that night." ”

Pan Lizhen was a little weak when she talked about this, Huang Yiqing had already seen her little actions clearly, but she didn't have to break her face. However, she still didn't give up: "Occasionally I will do it for ten days and half a month, but I have lived under one roof for many years, if she still goes in and out like this to show my face, I don't care, it is spread or that our family education is not good." ”

"Don't worry!" Huang Yiqing took Pan Lizhen's hand and entered his room together.

Pan Lizhen closed the door, and couldn't help complaining: "Look at what that girl recognizes as a godbrother?" Sitting or not sitting, eating or not, ruffian, and tattoos on his arms. Ji Cheng is really, but he wants to be angry with that little gangster, but he was calculated and spit out like that, and anyone who sees it will feel distressed. ”

"I drank hard enough—but Long Xiaohu didn't drink less."

Pan Lizhen said again: "That girl obviously knew it in her heart, but she didn't say it, her elbow turned out badly, and she was also grateful to Ji Cheng for doing her work on weekdays." ”

Huang Yiqing really likes Long Xiaohu a little, he is used to seeing deceit in the shopping mall, and he has a good impression of Long Xiaohu, a young man who speaks without brains and is innocent and simple.

"Let's not get involved in their young people's affairs!"

Pan Lizhen was dissatisfied: "Yo, I really didn't see it, I just said a few words, and you started to help an outsider who came out of nowhere?" Tsk, in the end, it's a friendship that comes from eating the same plate of steamed salted fish! ”

Huang Yiqing was a little annoyed by her sarcasm. Shen Yunfang is his never-healing scar, he can take a look at it himself from time to time, but he will never allow others to point fingers at her - besides, anyone can say it, but Pan Lizhen does not have this position.

Pan Lizhen observed her words and looks, and immediately found that her words angered Huang Yiqing, and hurriedly said, "Are you really angry?" If you really want to eat this steamed salted fish, I'll learn from that girl in two days. It's a big deal that I don't plant flowers in this small garden, pull two ropes to take advantage of the sun to dry some salted fish, so that I can wait for the New Year to eat! ”

Huang Yiqing couldn't help but be amused by her, and climbed down the steps: "Forget it, I'm getting older, and it's easy to get high blood pressure if you eat too salty." ”

Pan Lizhen smiled, although her eyes were slightly wrinkled, but her smile was still quite charming: "Otherwise, you can follow our mother and eat vegetable salad for dinner." ”

"Eat those tasteless forages with you, you might as well kill me!"

Joked, this section is over.

The two of them finished grooming, wore loose dressing gowns, and leaned against the head of the bed. Huang Yiqing habitually picked up the book on the bedside, while Pan Lizhen absentmindedly held the remote control of the TV, pressed all the stations, and then threw the remote control on the bed.

"Yiqing ......"

"Huh?" Huang Yiqing didn't raise his head.

"What are you going to do with the company?"

"What to do?" Huang Yiqing didn't come back to his senses.

Pan Lizhen leaned over to Huang Yiqing and reminded: "Why are you confused, I mean the project on plot 53." ”

Huang Yiqing said lightly: "Let Ji Cheng take over, he is familiar with it anyway." As soon as he thought of this, Huang Yiqing's heart ached, he finally delayed the No. 53 plot project for so long, and planned for so long, just to send Huang Mingchuan perfectly to the business community of T City, who knows...... It's really not as good as heaven, but in the end, it's just a sad heartbreak in vain.

Pan Lizhen is very satisfied with this answer, according to her, the project of Plot 53 was originally Pan Jicheng's, and it was clearly taken away by Huang Mingchuan from him. Fortunately, God has eyes, and it seems that some things that are yours are yours, and you can't ask for them unless you force them.

"That'...... What about the 10% equity that was transferred to Mingchuan before? This is what Pan Lizhen has been thinking about these days and really cares about. 500 million, that's 500 million!

Huang Yiqing looked away from the book.

Pan Lizhen added: "I remember that I just signed a transfer letter at that time, and it was not notarized yet, right? Fortunately, they were in a hurry to go back to S Town to see the short-lived woman, and they couldn't find time to notarize, otherwise, according to the law, Huang Mingchuan would be dead, and the dead girl would still have the right to inherit - she could get one-tenth of it, and that would be enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life.

If Huang Mingyue is comfortable, she Pan Lizhen will not vomit to death! Nothing can make her get her wish.

"The people of Mingchuan are no longer there, so the transfer letter is invalid, right?" Pan Lizhen's face was full of anticipation.

Huang Yiqing wanted to nod, but suddenly Huang Mingchuan's bloody face before his death appeared in front of him.

“…… Take care of Mingyue for me......"

This son, who was not too close to him, gave his young life for him - what could be more valuable in this world than a life?

Huang Yiqing's eyes were slightly hot, and he made a decision in a hurry: "No! I'm going to transfer that 10% equity to Mingyue's name! ”

Pan Lizhen only felt that someone had punched her heart fiercely, and the pain made her blood flow backwards. (To be continued.) )