Zhou Yan replied directly: [Sorry, there is no time. 】

At this time, Qiao Shishi, who was still tinkering with photography, heard the sound of her mobile phone dripping, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone to take a look.

It's Zhou Yan's news.

Qiao Shishi opened the chat window with Zhou Yan.

I saw him reply with a sentence "Sorry, there is no time. 】

I don't know why, Qiao Shishi's heart suddenly panicked.

...

The opening ceremony is over.

Zhou Yan went back to the dormitory to take a shower and went to the post.

Five days ago, the intermediary company had completed all the procedures of Zhulang Technology Co., Ltd., and sent over the detailed contract documents, Zhou Yan because he was on vacation with Yan Mo, the intermediary company sent all the relevant documents to the postal side.

Zhou Yan took out the documents, looked through them for a while, and after there was no problem, he came to the store with the documents.

Hu Xin'er and Lin Congee are feeding the cat in the store, and the little orange has gained a lot of weight recently, and Zhou Yan estimates that this little pet will have to work hard to jump off the table.

Hu Xin'er saw that Zhou Yan was holding a document in his hand, and she couldn't take her eyes off it anymore. Eight Chinese Net

"Zhou Yan, what are you holding?" Hu Xin'er asked.

"Do you care?" Zhou Yan walked directly to the safe and stored the documents in the safe.

Hu Xin'er was so angry, she stuck her waist and said angrily: "Zhou Yan, do you have an opinion on me?" ”

"You have an opinion about me, right, these two days are weird." Zhou Yan pouted.

Hu Xin'er: "You are yin and yang!" ”

"Hu Xin'er, you don't like me, do you?" Zhou Yan suddenly came to Hu Xin'er's side and asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense, nonsense!" Hu Xin'er glared at Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan: "It's good if you don't like it." ”

"What do you mean?" Hu Xin'er raised her eyebrows.

Zhou Yan didn't bother to pay attention to Hu Xin'er, came to Lin Congee Congee's side, and followed her to tease the little orange cat, Zhou Yan said some cold jokes from time to time, and Lin Congee Congee would also smile.

Hu Xin'er pouted, looking at the intimacy between Zhou Yan and Lin Congee, she felt very comfortable.

What did Zhou Yan mean by what he said just now?

Like him, phew, how could she like Zhou Yan's stupid comparison.

...

Qiao Shishi transferred all 4,000 yuan to a card in front of the ATM of China Construction Bank.

She made a phone call.

"Hello?" On the phone was a middle-aged female voice who was a little tired.

"Mom, I made some money and sent it to you." Qiao Shishi said.

"How much?" The woman on the other end of the phone suddenly became a little excited.

Qiao Shishi said: "Five thousand yuan, I will send you four thousand." ”

Since Zhou Yan didn't plan to pay attention to her, Qiao Shishi didn't want to find any bad luck.

Anyway, Zhou Yan has already given the money to himself, and he has nothing to do with Zhou Yan.

If it weren't for the purpose of apologizing to him, Qiao Shishi wouldn't have sent any news, and now that Zhou Yan directly rejected herself, Qiao Shishi also knew that there was no need to apologize, and she didn't even want to meet Zhou Yan.

Dad was hospitalized with gastritis, Qiao Shishi wanted to go home to see, but the family said that there was nothing important, and Qiao Shishi also stayed in school, but Qiao Shishi still remitted the money as soon as possible.

"Shishi, what kind of work do you do?" Qiao Shishi's mother Li Qian asked with some confusion at this time.

Qiao Shishi didn't know why, she always felt that her mother's tone was a little wrong, but she still said: "It's to help a company distribute flyers in schools." ”

It was also at this time that Li Qian said: "Shishi, can you send another 1,000 over, count my mother as if you borrowed it." ”

"Mom, is there any urgent need for money at home?"

Qiao Shishi stuck the phone on her shoulder, and when she heard Li Qian's words, she didn't hesitate, and remitted the thousand yuan in the card.

"It's okay, it's all small things, you don't have to worry." Li Qian said.

The more Qiao Shishi listened, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she frowned: "Mom, tell me the truth, what's wrong at home?" ”

"It's really okay, Shishi can study in school with peace of mind, it's just that there was a relative who owed debts to collect debts before." Li Qian explained.

"Is there enough money?" Qiao Shishi asked.

"Enough, enough." Li Qian hurriedly said.

Qiao Shishi took a deep breath: "Mom, tell me what's wrong?" ”

"Shishi, it's really nothing, you can rest assured." Li Qian said softly.

Qiao Shishi: "Mom, if you don't tell me what happened, I'll buy a plane ticket home right now." ”

"I...."Li Qian was silent when she heard Qiao Shishi's words, and then cried directly.

"Mom, what's going on?" Qiao Shishi was a little anxious.

"Shishi, your dad is not gastritis, it's stomach cancer, the doctor said that the operation fee will cost 200,000, it's useless for you to come back, it's better to study with peace of mind, mom lend money to your dad for treatment as much as possible, don't worry." Li Qian finally said.

When Qiao Shishi heard Li Qian's words, her heart completely sank to the bottom.

She suddenly had the feeling that the sky was falling.

"Mom, wait until I get back." Qiao Shishi said a word and hung up the phone directly.

Her hands trembled unconsciously, and the phone fell directly to the ground, shattering the screen in half.

Gastric cancer.... Gastric cancer....

Qiao Shishi muttered to herself and walked out of the ATM in despair.

....

Hu Xin'er walked into the store and found that Zhou Yan was surfing the Internet, but Lin Congee was massaging Zhou Yan's shoulder, she endured the discomfort in her heart and said to Zhou Yan: "Zhou Yan, come out, I have something to tell you." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yan was stunned.

"You come out, I'll tell you." Hu Xin'er said directly.

"Can't you do it in front of porridge?" Zhou Yan was a little puzzled, and he said to Lin Congee again: "Yes, go down a little, well, a little harder." ”

"Zhou Yan!" Hu Xin'er said angrily: "How can you make porridge porridge? ”

"Xin'er, porridge.. Porridge porridge is voluntary. Lin Congee whispered to Hu Xin'er.

Hu Xin'er rolled her eyes.

Zhou Yan, a bastard, knows how to bully porridge.

Porridge porridge is not a little angry, a little angry!

Hu Xin'er only felt that there was an indescribable taste in her heart, well, she felt worthless for the porridge!

Hu Xin'er looked at Zhou Yan and asked again, "You can't get out!" ”

"Okay."

Zhou Yan stood up and said to Lin Congee, "Congee, you play a game first." ”

I don't know what kind of fame Hu Xin'er wants to make this stupid girl.

Lin Congee nodded and said, "Okay~"

Hu Xin'er was stunned, it stands to reason that Zhou Yan should not refuse again at this time?

After all, it's usually like this.

Why are you so obedient.

And seeing Zhou Yan so obedient, Hu Xin'er didn't know why, but she felt very comfortable.

Her mood suddenly became very good, and she looked at Zhou Yan a lot more pleasantly, she smiled and said to Zhou Yan: "Isn't it over like this earlier?" ”

I saw Zhou Yan come over and pat Hu Xin'er on the shoulder: "Let's go, silly girl." ”

Hu Xin'er's smile froze.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.