Chapter 17 Peace and security, peace and security every year
Yu Shici’s eyes were dark, and Han Qian’s eyes were also dark.
My aunt and Old Man Yan were both not at home, so no one asked about the injury, but they couldn’t bear the decoration workers who kept asking?
Wearing sunglasses watching workers laying floor tiles.
“Young man, don’t you want to try today?”
Seeing the workers' teasing, Han Qian kept shaking his head,
"No, no, I'm afraid I'll cause trouble to you, so I went upstairs! You can go to the snack bar opposite for lunch! I'm done. Go check out."
Han Qian ran away. He really couldn't stand the feeling of being stared at wherever he went.
Is this the legendary social death?
I must have been a very reserved young man before.
Going upstairs, Han Qian took a pen and scrawled on the blackboard, holding his chin and looking at the words on the blackboard.
Glory Group General Department.
According to what Dong Bin and Lao Bai said, he should have been a white-collar worker in a company before. At this time, these two grandsons should not lie.
The two of them live in Binhai!
Binhai’s Glory Group!
Han Qian turned on his computer and searched for information about this group.
The registered assets are 100 million!
One hundred million can start a group?
Legal person Yan Qingqing?
Han Qian scratched his ears, not impressed? After searching for a while, he saw a photo of Yan Qingqing, and Han Qian made a comment in a low voice.
Why does she look like a vixen?
I couldn’t remember anything about this company no matter how much I thought about it. I was browsing the web page at random, and a window suddenly popped up.
【Old Chinese medicine doctor focuses on syphilis. 】
Han Qian was slightly startled and turned off the computer the next second.
What kind of weird stuff is this?
Turning around and continuing to look at the blackboard, Han Qian stood up and added a few more words.
Glory Group Yan Qingqing.
The old Chinese medicine doctor specializes in treating syphilis.
Han Qian didn’t know why he wrote this small advertisement. The subconscious in his mind told him that he should write it down. As he thought about it, Han Qian panicked. He lowered his head and looked at his crotch, and then his eyes were filled with fear. He took out his cell phone and called Wei Jiu.
The phone was connected and Wei Jiu whispered.
"What's wrong? Did you remember?"
"Jiu'er, do I have syphilis?"
There was silence on the other side of the phone, and after a long silence, he whispered quietly.
"You went to whoring? If you really can't hold it in any longer, I'll send you a few starlets! You'd better go to the hospital for a checkup. How are you doing recently?"
"Not good, someone just beat me up! Do you know Dong Bin and Lao Bai?"
"I don't know you!"
"Hang up!"
After hanging up the phone, Han Qian ran out and ran all the way to the hospital. He entered the psychiatrist's office and hesitated after closing the door. Unable to tell, under the doctor's questioning, Han Qian lowered his head and whispered that he wanted to check the men's department, but he was embarrassed.
Blood draw, test, experience.
Get the results.
After learning that he was healthy, Han Qian was confused again, and then took out his mobile phone and called Wei Jiu again.
“Do you have syphilis?”
Wei Jiu was furious.
"I'm sorry for you! Are you sick?"
Han Qian nodded vigorously.
"I'm really sick! It's not like you don't know. I don't have syphilis, and neither do you. Then how can I have any feelings about this matter?"
Wei Jiu took a deep breath and whispered.
"I'll ask you! Don't turn off your phone!"
Hang up again.
After hanging up the phone, Wei Jiu walked out of the room with doubts in his mind and knocked on An An's door.
They all stayed in the same hotel, just to take care of them. An An opened the door and looked at Wei Jiu. Wei Jiu made a silent movement and sneaked into the room. Little did she know that Wu Qingsi was also in her room at this time. Peeking through the crack in the room door.
There is something going on between these two!
There is something going on between them!
In An An's room, Wei Jiu sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette and crossing his legs and asked.
"An An, let me ask you something, don't be a gangster and act like a gangster! Have you ever heard Han Qian mention syphilis?"
An An leaned against the door with his arms folded and frowned.
“Let’s not talk about syphilis! You saw my man in Changqing, right?”
“Ah? I don’t know! Oh, one more thing, you know Dong Bin "With Lao Bai?"
After saying this, An An frowned, turned around and walked into the bedroom. Soon after, he suddenly rushed out and put an electric baton the size of a palm against Wei Jiu's chin, saying coldly.
"Wei Jiu! Dong Bin and Lao Bai were the people you met before you met Han Qian! There is no way no one will talk to you about this with these two little people! And after you come back from Changqing The spirit is surprisingly high! Tell me now! What news did you get in Changqing?" Wei Jiu raised his hands and laughed.
"Why are you still preparing this thing?"
An An said coldly.
"Prepared for Chen Qiang, he has been pestering me, I have to be on guard! But I don't mind giving it a try to you now!"
Wu Qingsi, who had just walked to the door, heard this After saying this, his mouth opened wide.
Damn it!
This is really something.
Also give it a try!
Wu Qingsi turned around and ran away, Wei Jiu said helplessly.
"I don't care what you think, I...I, I, I, I, I! Ouch!"
The electric baton was pointed at Wei Jiu's shoulder. Two minutes later, Wei Jiu lay on the sofa gritting his teeth and staring at An An. An An picked up the kettle and poured it on Wei Jiu's body, squinting and smiling.
“It’s even more sour and refreshing!”
Looking at the electric baton emitting blue light, Wei Jiu was scared.
"I say! I say! I really don't know how Han Qian can survive for so long under your hands? Don't you have any heart, An An? I am your beloved relative and friend!"
< br>“I only love Han Qian.”
"I saw him in Changqing!"
Wei Jiu thought An An would leave in a hurry, but An An didn't move. Wei Jiu asked curiously.
“Are you not in a hurry?”
An An nodded.
"Urgent! You saw him, but he didn't see me! He should have arranged something. I am the most obedient woman in the Han family, and I will not cause him any more trouble at any time! Continue talking , otherwise I will still tug at you.”
"He has lost his memory! He has a tattoo, but there is nothing wrong with his brain. He still doesn't eat seafood, gets jealous when eating dumplings, and cries when he is sad! He doesn't remember anyone or anything. He also refused to go back to Binhai. Oh! He called me just now and asked me why he was curious about syphilis."
An An sat on the carpet with her eyes closed and sighed.
"The secretary Yan Qingqing has a very good relationship with Han Qian. I heard before that when Han Qian was working at Glory, the secretary teased him for being a virgin and printed a bunch of advertisements for telephone poles for him. , what kind of old Chinese medicine doctor specializes in treating syphilis? As for Dong Bin and Lao Bai, they were two miscellaneous fish when Han Qian first entered Glory. They had conflicts with Su Liang, and Su Liang had a headache. "
Wei Jiu lay on the sofa and sighed.
"There is no way! After all, someone died and he was involved! You also know that it was a choice between two options at the beginning, but in the end Su Liang chose to fight this matter! Hasn't there been no trial yet?"
"Han Qian, call me!"
"No!"
When Wei Jiu left the room, his whole body was limp, and he returned to the room step by step, holding on to the wall.
This bitch An An has no heart, she pressed the electric baton to shock him without any hesitation!
An An hid in the corner of the bathroom, holding the phone in both hands and dialing the number tremblingly. The phone was connected and the voice came out.
"Hello!"
"Hello...Hello, I am...I am the mobile customer service."
An An still did not choose to be honest, she did not want to put pressure on Han Qian at this time .
Han Qian said doubtfully while riding his bicycle while holding his mobile phone.
“I owe the fee? I just paid ten yuan yesterday?”
"No...no...I...I just want to...want to give customer experience feedback!"
"Oh! That's great! That's great!"
"Then· ·That’s good.”
An An was reluctant to hang up the phone. At this moment, there was a tinkling sound from the phone, followed by Han Qian’s painful groan.
"Hey~ Are you okay? If nothing happens, I'm dead! I hit the curb!"
An An became anxious and stood up suddenly.
Duang!
My head hit the small shelf above my head, and the shampoo and shower gel all fell to the ground, making another clanging sound.
"Did you fall seriously?"
Han Qian lay on the sidewalk of the road and looked at the sky.
"It's okay, the skin on my elbow is broken! I knew Wei Jiu was not strict with his mouth."
An An squatted down again and spoke weakly.
"Yes...I'm sorry, I tortured him."
"It's okay! Although I don't remember who you are, I feel that you should be the most, most, most important person around me. The obedient one, look at Wei Jiu and stop talking nonsense, eh! What's your name?"
"An'an!"
"Are you okay?"
Hearing these words, An An couldn't stop crying and nodded vigorously.
"Peace, peace!"
"Then you must be in peace and peace every year!"
Anan covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying.
He is still so gentle.
(End of this chapter)