Quan Yiling smiled when he heard this: "How is it possible, sister-in-law, we have something to hide from you." ”

As soon as the words fell, I subconsciously touched my nose, and it didn't look good when it became longer.

Asa Zi Ke looked at the man in front of him with suspicious eyes, and didn't say anything more, which showed that they must have something they didn't want to let themselves know.

"Are you looking for a new job?"

Quan Yiling shook his head, nodded and replied: "Yes, the decoration work comes quickly, and my current life can be said to have a meal but not a meal, alas." ”

Asa Zike smiled and said, "Then, if you don't dislike it, come to the apartment for lunch, right?" ”

When the man heard this, he immediately smiled, and just wanted to agree, but Yu Guang looked at the unfinished presidential palace and couldn't help but pull it down: "No, I'm very busy, so I won't go, just eat steamed buns and pickles at noon." ”

"How can this work, when you are full, you have the strength to work, don't you? Don't say it, come to the apartment for dinner at noon, it's so decided! ”

After speaking, Asa Zike turned around and walked towards the gate, and the surrounding area was in a mess, and the woman carefully bypassed the construction tools and left.

I wanted to go to see the villa again, but when I looked down at my watch, it was almost noon, and Asako was pouting and stopped a taxi to go home.

At noon, the four of them sat around the table and had lunch.

Ling Nianfeng glanced at Quan Yiling, who was immersed in eating, and asked, "You kid, what are you doing during this time?" ”

Quan Yileng said hesitantly: "Hmm, give it to the boss...... Renovate the presidential palace for the president. As he spoke, he shoved another piece of meat into his mouth.

Asa Zike tilted his head and looked: "Do you know His Excellency the President?" ”

"How can I possibly know the president? Isn't the president going back to China, I have to settle the place where I live, right, I'm lucky enough to be able to decorate the president. ”

"How much can you get after the renovation?"

"If there are 100,000 at least."

Quan Yileng replied in a muffled voice and pulled the rice in the bowl, 100,000? Ahh

"That's good, 100,000 is not a lot." Aunt Lan said and put a chicken leg in Asa Zike's bowl.

"Yes, it's just tired."

"How can you get so much salary without being tired from work, be content, you kid!" Ling Nianfeng said, subconsciously glancing at Qian Zike, who was eating.

After lunch, Ling Nianfeng and Quan Yiling stood in front of the balcony and chatted about something, and Qianzike went to the kitchen to cut some fruit and boiled a pot of tea.

"How is that kid in Beitan in the United States?"

"The boss said that the preparations are almost complete, and now only Cheng Yuan needs to airlift the weapons under the Qianwan Villa."

"Away from that battle...... I think there's only a week left. ”

"Yes."

"When are you going to go?"

"On the plane tonight, I still have some things to deal with here in the presidential palace."

Asa Zike picked up the fruit plate and slowly walked to the balcony door, and just wanted to speak, the middle-aged man's words fell into her ears.

"You must win that battle!"

"I know."

Ling Nianfeng frowned, and lit a cigarette irritably and put it in his mouth: "I don't know what tricks that kid in Beitan is playing, although there is a small episode of his bankruptcy in the middle, but fortunately he hasn't completely changed his plan." ”

"Yes."

"Go over there and tell Beitan not to be rash, this battle may be lost or won, but he must come back alive, this is not a joke!"

Quan Yiling nodded, and just wanted to speak, when suddenly there was a breaking sound behind him, and the two looked behind them together, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Asa Zike looked at the two men in front of him in a daze, and his voice trembled slightly: "Uncle Lang, what kind of battle did you just say?" ”

The two were silent.

The woman stepped forward, grabbed the arms of the two and said excitedly: "'Must come back alive'?" What does this mean? Tell me, what did Beitan do when he went abroad? Tell me! ”

[The author has something to say: The morning update is here, Benda will take a look at the comments saved this week in the afternoon, and continue to update at seven o'clock in the evening, don't forget the tickets, see you in the evening~]