Chapter 103 Uncle is a dog
Early in the morning.
Han Qian sat on a chair in the General Department and looked at the children in front of him.
Tu Kun, Beibei.
Li Duole, Li Jiawei.
Hmm~~
Han Qian looked at the pile of colorful pigtails on Li Duole's head, raised his right hand and hooked his fingers at Li Duole, and Li Duole stepped forward and smiled.
"Brother-in-law, you look even more handsome after getting the tattoo. Look at where my tattoo fits!"
Han Qian reached out and grabbed a bunch of pigtails on Li Duole's head. He stood up and pulled Li Duole out the door. When he went out, he turned his head and said angrily.
“Three of you have broken legs? Come here!”
The three children followed their uncle with their heads lowered. Han Qian kicked Li Duole as he walked and pushed open the door of Yan Qingqing's office. Yan Qingqing raised her head and glanced at Han Qian, then lowered her head and continued working. Soon after, Han Qian brought a pair of scissors and handed them to Li Duole.
“Cut it yourself!”
Li Duole looked at the scissors in his hand, then glanced at Han Qian, then threw the scissors into the trash can and said in a deep voice with an unruly look on his face. .
“Brother-in-law, I am a rapper!”
Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Li Duole, then slapped his brother-in-law on the back of his head. Li Duole covered the back of his head with both hands. Han Qian frowned.
"Cut it off! I don't care what you are!"
Li Duole is a bastard who is eating the weight, and he raised his head and shouted.
“I’m a rapper!”
Pop!
Pop!
Li Duole, who was slapped twice, doubted his life. Why is his brother-in-law's left hand so strong?
Han Qian turned his head to look at Yan Qingqing and said softly.
"Call Liang Yi and tell her that I have something to ask her! Xiao Yang Jia is going to Fushan, find someone to pick her up!"
Caught Li Duole before saying that With a bunch of pigtails on his head, he pressed himself on the sofa, took off his cloth shoes, and slapped his butt more than twenty times in one go. Li Duole was slapped so hard that he begged for mercy.
“Brother-in-law, I was wrong, I was wrong!”
"Be a rapper? I told you not to do your job! Are you still a rapper? You're a Tu Kun!"
Han Qian roared, and the fearless little Tu Kun was frightened and said quickly.
"Uncle, I am not a rapper!"
Han Qian asked with a frown.
“What is a rapper?”
Xiao Tukun explained more quickly, and Li Duole was beaten again.
After beating Li Duole, Han Qian pointed at Xiao Beibei, who was no longer a child, and frowned.
"Come here! You have been to Canada for a year, right? Jiawei, use your aunt's computer to make a roll of paper for Beibei, Tu Kun, come here!"
Underworld The eldest lady moved in front of Han Qian inch by inch, and Han Qian frowned.
“You should go to college now, right?”
Tu Kun raised his head and said awkwardly.
“It’s time to be a freshman!”
Li Duole shouted out.
"Brother-in-law Tu Kun lied to you about amnesia. She didn't even go to high school!"
Han Qian's expression changed instantly. He stepped forward and grabbed little Tu Kun's ears, and then took the He took out his cell phone and called Tu Xiao.
"Boss Tu, what's the matter with you? Why are you a father? Huh?"
Tu Xiao, who answered the phone, was in a meeting. His subordinates frowned when they heard the roar on the phone. Tu Xiao frowned.
"Why are you so crazy? What's wrong?"
Han Qian grabbed little Tu Kun's ears and frowned.
"Little Tukun didn't even go to high school? Is she going to be illiterate? You don't care at all? Let me tell you, I'm going to beat the child."
Tu Xiao smiled and said with a wry smile.
"Wait a minute, let me ask the mother?"
"Ask!"
The phone was not hung up, and there was silence for about a minute. Han Qian was a little anxious. Yes, he said angrily.
“Did you ask?”
Tu Xiao smiled.
"I asked, but the child's mother didn't say anything. I guess she acquiesced! Hit me, be gentle!"
"Just let me spoil you! I'm done!"
After hanging up the phone, Han Qian looked at Xiao Tukun. The eldest lady puffed her lips and faced Han Qian narrowed his eyes and smiled, and then a jet of water sprayed on his face. Xiao Tukun took the opportunity to run away. Han Qian wiped the water stains on his face, glanced left and right, and found that Xiao Beibei had disappeared a long time ago, and Li Duo Le stood in the corner making rap gestures, apparently scolding him!
For a moment Han Qian’s blood pressure was a little high!
Confused by anger.
Han Qian pointed at Li Duole.
"Just wait! What do you want to do?"
"Brother-in-law, he's a rapper!"
"How the hell do I know, why do I need you to remind me? Just wait patiently and I will come back to take care of you later!”
After saying this, Han Qian turned around and ran away.
He didn’t believe it. He couldn’t take care of these children today?
After returning to the General Department, I looked through the drawers and found no sign of the two girls. Yang Lan held the coffee cup and smiled.
“What are you looking for?”
Han Qian gritted his teeth.
"My nephew and daughter are looking for us. I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"
"Huh? Where are your shoes, little Han Qian?"
At this time, Han Qian was confused by anger. Realizing that he had one bare foot, Han Qian was confused and glanced left and right.
"Where are my shoes? I'm not looking for shoes, I'm looking for our nieces! I'm leaving!"
The marketing department didn't find them, but placed a cigarette on Qin Xue's desk.
The design department couldn't find it, but there was a pair of pink bunny slippers on my feet.
There was no one from the HR department, but they snatched a twist and a box of yogurt from Manager Song.
Caught Xiao Beibei in the planning department.
Ji Jing stood in front of Han Qian and said softly.
"What are you doing? It's just been a few days since the child was brought home. What are you doing as an uncle?"
Han Qian looked at Xiao Beibei who was squatting under the table. It could be seen that the eleven or twelve-year-old girl was a beauty. Her parents were both the best in appearance. Looking at the pitiful look of the little girl, Han Qian Qian relented and frowned while sitting on the sofa.
"Come here! I went to Canada for a year and speak a few words in English!"
Xiao Beibei hugged the table and shouted crisply.
"Come is come, go is GO, when you see an acquaintance, call hello, hello, hello, hello..."
"Haha, your uncle? You have been in Canada for a year and you will know three ?”
"Gonggong Yuye Liquor!"
"Are you in the Canadian Northeastern Sketch Class? Yang Beibei, get out of here!"
"Wow! Auntie!" Ji Jing pulled Han Qian's hand Arm smiled bitterly.
“Don’t be angry~ The child is still young~ Xiao Beibei, please speak good English to your uncle, and your uncle will not be angry.”
Xiao Beibei stared at Han Qian with big eyes, and spoke weakly and tentatively.
“dog!”
Han Qian was furious!
When walking out of the operations department, Xiao Beibei was carried by Han Qian on his left shoulder. The little girl struggled and shouted.
"Uncle, look, you are in peace!"
Xiao Beibei held a broken jade bracelet, and Han Qian sneered.
"There is no way peace will be shattered today! Call your uncle a dog, right?"
"Uncle!"
"There's no point in crying!"< br>
Xiao Beibei, who was carried on his shoulders, sighed with despair and said quietly.
"A child without a father is like a grass!"
"Haha~ It's useless to be miserable!"
I carried Xiao Beibei to the backyard and took a look at the second young master's kennel. Han Qian was a little disappointed to see only the second young master himself.
Why aren't you here?
Went to the cafeteria.
Still nothing!
When carrying the child to the public relations department, Sun Ya frowned and smiled.
"My Master Han! Why did it start again!"
Xiao Beibei stretched out his hand and shouted.
“Auntie, uncle is a dog, he wants to beat me!”
Sun Ya rolled her eyes.
"You deserve to be beaten."
Han Qian frowned.
“Have you seen Tu Kun?”
Sun Ya shook her head.
"I didn't see it, but it should be in the vice president's office."
As expected, little Tu Kun was caught in Gao Jixi's office, with one on his shoulders and one walking in front. After returning to Yan Qingqing's office, Han Qian was a little confused, Li Duole ran away!
Just as he put down the two girls and went out to catch them, Yan Qingqing came back and dragged Li Duole in by her hair.
Han Qian pointed at Li Duole and said angrily,
"I ask you for the last time, are you a rapper or a disabled person!"
After saying this, Li Jiawei took out a baseball bat from the cabinet on his desk and handed it to Han Qian. Han Qian was stunned, then slapped Li Jiawei on the shoulder and said angrily.
“Why don’t you persuade me!”
Li Jiawei whispered.
"I dare not persuade you! I'm afraid you will scold me!"
Han Qian pointed at Li Duole with a baseball bat.
"Come here!"
Li Duole knelt on the ground with a pop and said with a naive smile.
“I won’t be a rapper anymore, I won’t do it if I don’t do it! Brother-in-law, I was wrong! I will definitely change my mind and be a new person!”
Han Qian took the scissors and cut the little ones one by one. The pigtails were all cut off. While cutting his hair, he glared at Xiao Beibei who answered the question and gritted his teeth.
"Try scolding me again? Do you think I don't spank my children?"
Xiao Beibei, who had been thinking casually, immediately shut up and answered the question seriously.
At this time Liang Yi came over, opened the suitcase he brought, held his chin and looked at Li Duole carefully, and then sighed.
"My face is a bit off! Being an idol is hard work. Can you sing a few lines?"
As soon as Li Duole was about to speak, Han Qian covered his mouth. No way.
"None of the children of the Li family or the Wen family can sing! Have you ever heard Nuan Nuan sing? They are almost the same and can't even listen to it! Sister-in-law, give him a hair style. What does it look like with a head of caterpillars? I’m going to vomit!”
Liang Yi walked forward with a smile and said with a smile.
“This is called dreadlocks!”
Han Qian’s face instantly became very ugly, and Li Duole also panicked and said quickly.
"Aunt Liang, don't talk nonsense! It's not dirty braids, it's not dirty at all, really!"
Han Qian's face became colder, and Yan Qingqing felt something was wrong. Han Qian just now Qian was just scaring a few children, but Han Qian was really angry now.
Han Qian pressed Li Duole's head with one hand, narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Duole! Do you remember what I taught you?"
Li Duole didn't dare to speak, so she picked up the scissors and started cutting her hair.
When dust appeared on the pigtails under the sunlight, Han Qian picked up the baseball bat. At this time, Ji Jing opened the door and walked in, trotted forward, took Han Qian's arm, and laughed softly.
"What's wrong? The child just came back and came to find you! Sister Liang Yi, please take Duo Le to change rooms first, it will really kill you in a while!"
Li Duole ran away, and at this time Xiao Beibei stood up and shouted.
"Uncle! I've finished writing, I want to go to the toilet!"
Han Qian waved his hand and said.
"Little Tukun, please think about how to explain to me that you can't go to school. Now go out, I'm afraid I'll be really angry with you."
The children are gone. , Han Qian took two deep breaths, stepped forward and picked up Xiao Beibei's roll. Han Qian's eyes changed from confusion to confusion, and then he was full of anger, gritting his teeth and roaring.
"Yang Beibei, your mother can't save you even if she comes today!"
The whole scroll is a repeated sentence.
English!
【uncleisdog! 】
Yan Qingqing came over and translated in a low voice.
"Uncle is a dog!"
Han Qian squinted at Yan Qingqing and frowned.
“I’m not illiterate!”
Then he sat on the sofa holding a roll of paper and laughed.
"My niece is good at it! She has been scolding her uncle for a year now, so awesome, hahaha! Her words are good, not bad!"
Yan Qingqing rolled her eyes, Ji Jing covered her mouth and smiled.
"Rare is rare, why are you so fierce! I scared you away. I won't look at you anymore when I get old!"
Han Qian said angrily.
"If you don't come, I won't come. It doesn't matter if my daughter or my daughter doesn't come! I'm getting older and can't walk any more, so I dig a hole and bury it myself. I will never give the younger generation a chance to lecture me in this life! Hey, it’s good! It’s good, uncle is a dog!”
(End of this chapter)