After arguing all morning, Han Qian said a word.

"Swap it back first, then fix it! I'm going to prepare a plan, aunt~ take care of the rice! ”

Han Qian smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and when Wei Tiancheng chased him out of the villa, he had already ridden a motorcycle and fell on the ground, ran forward with both hands on the motorcycle, and then stepped on the motorcycle and left the villa area with S drawn.

It's really not okay not to run.

Now the attitude of both sides towards Liu Guangming is two extremes.

When I rode through Central Street on my motorcycle, there were many unfamiliar faces on the street.

It's the kind that you can see at a glance.

Blonde, blue-eyed, white-skinned.

Pigtailed hip-hop black guy.

Han Qian sighed that the contours of the faces of Caucasian men in Europe and the United States are really more pleasing to the eye than the little men and girls in China now.

The same is done with cosmetics and skin care products.

But people are dressed like men, eating a peach in the country, the candy is super sweet, Han Qian rode a motorcycle and roared through the crowd.

A handsome blonde guy with his blonde girlfriend gave a thumbs up to Han Qian's back at the same time.

“cool！”

The two young men on the side, wearing big crotch pants, skull masks, and long hair fixed with fermentation, looked at this guy on a motorcycle with envy on their faces.

"Hiss Kunichi!"

Two girls dressed in fashion and with standard appearance faced Han Qian, who came over on a motorcycle, and at the same time put their hands into fists to their mouths.

"Oba Wow~!"

No way!

Han Qian is too handsome.

It's snowing, and this guy is wearing a shirt and riding a motorcycle, freezing like a third grandson.

For the cultural promotion of the Chinese Shangyuan Festival, Binhai gathered a lot of tourists from all over the world, for the mysterious Chinese culture, too many people in the world are curious, Han Qian rode a motorcycle all the way to Glory, threw the car key to the security captain and ran upstairs.

Go upstairs and push open the door of Yan Qingqing's office.

"kid~ Hurry, prepare the coffin, I'm going to freeze to death."

Yan Qingqing looked at Han Qian, who was wearing a shirt and tears were frozen, stood up and walked into the dressing room, took out a small blanket and handed it to Han Qian, and then took a cup of hot water.

"My general, you're not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old kid anymore, can you stop being so sassy? How many seconds does it take to get dressed? ”

Han Qian held the water cup in both hands and shivered.

"I, I, I didn't feel so cold when I was at Aunt Qian's house, I almost made a few of their brains that gave me ink about to explode."

Yan Qingqing walked behind Han Qian, covered Han Qian's frozen red ears with both hands, and said softly.

"Because of what?"

Han Qian didn't speak, and Yan Qingqing asked again.

"What are they looking for you to ink?"

Han Qian said.

"What do you eat at noon?"

"Who is in Aunt Qian's house?"

"I want to eat dumplings!"

Yan Qingqing let go of her hand and said angrily.

"Han Qian, why should I talk to you?"

Han Qian turned his head to look at Yan Qingqing and said seriously.

"Your two little hands cover my ears tightly, and I can't hear you? What did you say? ”

Yan Qingqing laughed dryly, sat beside Han Qian and sneered.

"I forgot I covered your ears, I said you were arguing about something?"

While speaking, Yan Qingqing lay on the sofa with Han Qian's legs on her side, Han Qian held the teacup with one hand, and the other hand naturally went into Yan Qingqing's collar, Yan Qingqing slapped the back of Han Qian's hand twice, and said in disgust.

"What are you doing? Got it, didn't you? ”

Han Qian withdrew his hand and said with a dry smile following Yan Qingqing's appearance.

"It's really easy, it's completely a natural reaction of the body, and you can quarrel because of something, because of Liu Guangming's matter."

Yan Qingqing held the hand in front of her and put it on her face, muttering quietly.

"You are the leader, you just just issue orders, why do you have to listen to the opinions of so many people."

Han Qian sighed.

"Well, if things are so easy to say, although I have interests with them, I still like to get along with each other on an equal footing, if I break the heart of a loyal person for someone who everyone thinks is a traitor, isn't this my own foot by lifting a stone? I didn't wash my hands. ”

Yan Qingqing rubbed Han Qian's hand and whispered.

"It's okay, I'm not so warm and pretentious, now a few people agree, a few people refuse, who takes the lead?"

"Nursery rhyme Wei Tiancheng, Yeats Tu Xiao, my mother, nursery rhyme and Yeats are very noisy, it is not for Sister Yang to stop it, it is estimated that the two of them can fight at Aunt Qian's house."

"What did Aunt Qian say?"

"It would be nice if she spoke, she watched from the second floor without saying a word, you still don't know Aunt Qian's character? I have to make my own decisions about everything, and she will force me to beat everyone up honestly now, but I thought about it for a while, you give me some dumplings, and I will go to Aunt Ji's side. ”

Yan Qingqing sat up.

"I'm a stove, aren't I? When it's warm, run, right? What kind of stuffing do you eat? ”

"Don't eat climbing shrimp, anything is fine, sauerkraut is the best, don't make industrial dumplings, bring vinegar, I'm leaving, I have to talk to my Aunt Ji about some serious business."

Han Qian said to go, and about twenty seconds after going out, Yan Qingqing chased him out with a blanket.

"Cold, ancestor!"

"It's okay, I'm upset and frozen, so as not to get angry."

Han Qian entered the elevator, Yan Qingqing sighed, then looked at Xiao Yang Jia and frowned.

"I invited you for 20,000 a month to watch a brain-dead drama? Damn, buy dumplings, don't·· I forgot, buy it according to your Qian'er brother's taste. ”

Xiao Yangjia hurriedly stood up and said in a low voice.

"Mr. Yan, this brain-dead drama is really profitable, I had a flash of inspiration just now, and I suddenly wanted to make a plan!"

Yan Qingqing raised her eyebrows.

"You? Mastermind? Am I stupid? ”

Xiao Yangjia sighed.

"It's a pity that Brother Qian'er just said three or five words to me, and if you talk more, you can definitely do it."

"What did he say?"

Xiao Yang Jia hurriedly walked over like Han Qian, pointed to his computer and said.

"This thing can be invested."

Then Xiao Yangjia looked at Yan Qingqing and said seriously.

"And then he ran away."

Yan Qingqing took a deep breath and then shouted.

"Xiao Yang Jia!"

"Here!"

"Buy dumplings!"

"Yes!"

Xiao Yang Jia muttered quietly when she left.

"I don't know how to make money investing in TV dramas?"

After Xiao Yangjia left, Yan Qingqing called the planning department and asked them to make a set of plans around the TV series, and analyze how this brain-dead drama makes money, Yan Qingqing didn't believe that Han Qian could think of it, and others couldn't think of it!

Han Qian quietly pushed open the door of Ji Jing's office, looking at Ji Jing who was lying on the table playing with toffee, Han Qian whispered softly.

"Don't play~ Do you want to work?"

Ji Jing sat up and glanced at Han Qian, then leaned on the table and said in a low voice.

"Lazy~ I don't want to work, are you worried that I'm unhappy?"

Han Qian stepped forward and opened the toffee and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a smile.

"It's so sweet."

Then he pulled over the chair and sat opposite Ji Jing, also with his chin against the table, the two of them were face to face, Han Qian muttered quietly.

"Aunt Ji, I'm not happy, they all want Liu Guangming to die."

Ji Jing pouted at Han Qian and whispered.

"Lan Lan texted me in the morning and said that she wouldn't be at work today, so I knew that you must have quarreled about this matter in the past, eldest nephew, have you ever thought about something?"

Han Qian winked at Ji Jing, and Ji Jing sighed.

"In fact, no one wants Liu Guangming to die, including Wei Tiancheng and Gao Cheng, who are the most noisy, their relationship with Liu Guangming is very good, Wei Tiancheng can introduce Liu Guangming to you, how can you forget? None of the people around you want him to die, he will be sad when he dies, including me, after all, this person said that if it is gone, it will be gone, and there are too many people who have left this year, and there is only one person who hopes that Liu Guangming will die. ”

Han Qian's face was full of grievances.

"It's not me!"

Ji Jing stretched out his hand and pinched Han Qian's face and said softly.

"You don't want to admit it, you don't even dare to think about it, you take Liu Guangming back, I know you have a way, but can't he come back Everyone smiled and greeted him, someone wants to sing this black face, and even say that this black face may sing really, do it really! But ah, when you decided to kill Liu Guangming, Wei Tiancheng was more silent than anyone else, and more sad than anyone else. ”

Han Qian sighed.

"It's a headache, it's very uncomfortable, it's really like you said, they all talk about killing Liu Guangming, and I really thought about it, but I can't do it."

Ji Jing squinted and said softly.

"Actually, it's not that difficult, in fact, there are not so many troubles, no, you don't need to think about this kind of thing, follow the plan you want to pick up Liu Guangming back, whether he can live or die depends on how capable he is, you just need to say one last word, just make a decision, big nephew, believe me! Now that Liu Guangming is not here, Wei Tiancheng said to kill, when Liu Guangming comes back, Wei Tiancheng will come up with another way to replace this killing, you are the boss! No one wants the boss to be sad, no one wants their old friend to die, if you don't come to me today, I still want to find you. ”

Han Qian sighed, and Ji Jing said softly.

"I still want to go to you, I'll ask you, eldest nephew, if we don't kill Liu Guangming, I'll tell you~ I won't spend Valentine's Day with you, I want to accompany Lan Lan, and the darling will also go to Beibei to play."

Han Qian sat up and said in a low voice.

"I have time."

Ji Jing shook her head.

"Well, I know you have time, but the warmth of Christmas hasn't made trouble for us, it's Valentine's Day~ You haven't had a time with the warmth~ I'll solve the trouble of nursery rhymes!"

Han Qian looked at Ji Jing, she was really too good, so good, so good, why is there such a good woman in this world.

Then Han Qian raised his head with pride on his face, and Ji Jing covered his mouth and smiled.

"Are you thinking that such a reasonable woman as me likes you, so I'm proud."

Han Qian grew his mouth.

"God~Aunt Ji, you're god~"

Ji Jinghan said with a smile.

"Hey~heyhey~"

(End of chapter)