The Foundation is indeed a good thing.

Xu Qing has specifically understood.

According to his estimates, the foundation will have more than 200 million start-up funds, and at least 20 million yuan will be generated every year.

According to the number of 200 descendants of Liu Changan, each person can get at least 100,000 yuan.

100,000 yuan per person per year.

That's more than the average person's annual income.

And it is a pure income, you can spend it when you get it, it is a pure windfall, you can buy a house in a second- or third-tier city in a few years, and if you have a little savings, you can jump a little higher.

If you don't want to live in a big city, then even if you don't do anything, you can eat, drink and play mahjong every day, and you can live a chic life.

Therefore, as long as the foundation is functioning normally, Xu Qing will become the person most grateful to people after Liu Changan.

If you can enter the foundation as a person in charge or manager, not to mention the easy work, there is still a lot of oil and water, and the days will be more chic.

Therefore, Liu Yunhan's final remorse is really remorse.

could have easily relaxed the life of a superior person, but he was driven by a little greed in his heart to embark on a road of no return.

Of course, the Foundation can't get it up in a while, and the treasure hasn't been touched yet.

It takes a while to dig up treasures, it takes a while to realize them, and it takes a while to prepare a foundation, and it will take two years to wait until the actual income is generated.

Return to the city.

Xu Qing and Chang Chenghai separated.

Killing Liu Yunhan with his own hands still made his mood a little heavy.

Liu Yunhan's identity is completely different from Liu Zhongguo, Li Liang, and Wang Laoshuan, although Liu Yunhan's behavior is indeed damned, but after all, he is Liu Changan's descendant.

And he is Liu Chang'an's only descendant disciple, although he and Liu Changan have never met, but in this case, his sense of identity with Liu Chang'an is stronger than that of a real descendant disciple.

Because he has absorbed almost all of Liu Changan's inheritance, knowledge and experience, and life experience, many times there is even a sense of dislocation that he is Liu Changan, because there are too many things that belong to Liu Changan in his head.

Let's put it this way, killing Liu Yunhan with his own hands will make him vaguely have the illusion that Liu Changan killed Laisun with his own hands.

It's a terrible taste.

So a person wandering aimlessly in the city has a feeling of returning to a hundred years ago, as if Liu Changan is walking through the ancient Rongcheng.

Drink water when you are tired of walking.

Go and eat when you're hungry.

I even bought a box of cigarettes and smoked it.

At eight o'clock in the evening, I found a food stall and sat down, ordered two dishes, and hesitated to order another bottle of liquor.

He didn't drink a drop of alcohol, and suddenly he wanted to try the feeling of being drunk.

When Liu Changan was alive, he liked to drink, although he mostly tasted it.

When the wine was half-drunk, a girl wearing a small skirt in a suspender shirt sat opposite Xu Qing with a red face, and said crisply: "Little brother, you are alone." ”

Xu Qing nodded.

"Got something on your mind?"

Xu Qing nodded again.

"Broken out?"

"It's not."

"Why? Tell me about it, I'm very enlightened. ”

"I killed someone."

"Huh?"

At this time, the man at the table behind Xu Qing suddenly burst into laughter, and one of the fat men kept arching the chair back, arching Xu Qing's chair and shaking.

Xu Qing frowned.

The girl hurriedly put her white and tender little hand on Xu Qing's hand and said in a low voice, "Don't make trouble." ”

Xu Qing smiled: "What's your name?" ”

"Want to know?"

"Hmm."

"I'll tell you about a drink."

"Actually, I know."

"Know? How do you know? ”

"I can pinch it."

"Really?" The girl was interested: "Then you calculate my surname." ”

Xu Qing glanced at the menu: "You can pick a random word on it." ”

"Pick any one?"

"Hmm."

The girl blinked, stretched out a tender onion and white index finger and pointed at the word "burst" in "stir-fried snails": "That's it." ”

Xu Qing pinched her fingers in front of the girl.

After a minute, he smiled and said, "Ms. Li, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

The girl covered her mouth in surprise and said half-loudly, "You, you know me." ”

"Figured it out."

"Impossible, how can this be counted? This explosive word has nothing to do with my surname. ”

"No, there is a connection, this word is clicked by yourself, you click on it, it has a relationship with you, it has a relationship with you, it has a relationship with your surname, and I can get an accurate answer through this faint correlation."

"Can this be? What is this algorithm? ”

"Plum blossoms are easy to count."

"Let's talk about it."

"Take the word hexagram, take the fire word next to the four paintings, take the fifteen paintings of the violent word in the lower hexagram, add four to the number of the upper and lower hexagrams, and the three hexagrams are ...... in one"

When Xu Qing was talking to the girl in a fascinating way, his seat was slammed again.

He frowned again.

The girl took his palm again and kept winking at him.

He took a deep breath and shifted his chair away from the fat man's back.

However, the fat man suddenly stood up and slapped Xu Qing on the shoulder: "Drafting mother, won't you be quiet?" Do you know that Lao Tzu drank alcohol? Defeated Lao Tzu Jiuxing, apologize! ”

Several of the fat man's accomplices also quickly gathered around: "Didn't you hear Brother Long's words? Apologize! ”

"Three cups per person!"

"Including that little girl!"

"Don't be ashamed of your mother's face!"

"Do you know who Brother Long is?"

"Brother Long's own uncle is from the Tianxing Jian Martial Arts Gym, does a professional boxer understand it?"

"Brother Long's pinching of you is easier than pinching an ant."

"Eh, sister, obediently accompany Brother Long to drink two glasses of this matter in the past, otherwise, hehe......"

The girl looked panicked and turned to look at passers-by and shopkeepers, but the others all ignored them, as if they hadn't seen or heard anything.

It's obvious.

The fat guy is here for the girl.

There are a lot of such things on food stalls.

But there is no good way but to call the police, but in this case, how can there be a chance to call the police?

The girl also understood the situation, and trembled and prepared to serve the wine.

At this time, Xu Qing reached out and pressed the girl's little hand and patted it lightly.

The girl froze.

Xu Qing drank all the liquor in the cup.

It's so unpleasant!

Then the backhand is a slap on the fat man's cheek.

He slapped down, and the fat man of more than 200 pounds spun in place several times before sitting on the ground.

Then he flew up and kicked the thug in the stomach next to the girl's pillow.

Then pick up the stool and smash it.

One time.

Two clicks.

Three times.

The food stalls were instantly chaotic, accompanied by crackling and screaming.

Xu Qing wiped the blood from his face and handed the stool in his hand to the girl.

The girl took a deep breath and slammed the round stool at the fat man who had fallen to the ground screaming miserably.

I didn't push much hard the first time.

Seeing that the fat man only knew screaming, he instantly came to his strength and smashed it again.

Then, as if addicted, he smashed it several times in a row.

At this time, someone shouted: "The patrol is coming......"