Chapter 257 The Prestige of the Prince
The drainage system of the pedestrian street is very good. When Han Qian arrived here, the glass of many shops was broken. Some people were cheering, shouting, and crying on the street.
The Raptor drove directly into the pedestrian street. Looking at the people who were still robbing madly, Han Qian said angrily.
"Crazy? Are you fucking crazy? Come on, grab me, I, Han Qian, am here!"
One sentence!
With just one word, Zheng Jing and his team stopped the chaos. He jumped out of the car and walked towards the crowd. Wen Nuan did not hold an umbrella and followed Han Qian without saying a word.
Han Qian walked up to the body of a man. The man was about 1.9 meters tall, weighed more than 200, and was covered in tendons.
The man held a pile of cakes in his arms.
Han Qian stepped forward and raised his head.
“Bend over, bow your head!”
The man bent down.
Pop!
A crisp slap fell on the man's face. Zheng Jing quickly led people to rush to Han Qian. Han Qian kicked Zheng Jing in the stomach and roared angrily.
“Fuck you, I know the character of the people in Binhai!”
Zheng Jing sat on the ground and held his stomach. Then he saw this 1.9 meter man choked up.
"Brother Qian'er, I'm hungry! I'm so hungry! I haven't eaten anything for a whole day and a night, and no one will care about us!"
Han Qian grabbed his collar and said angrily.
"Can I starve to death? I haven't eaten or drank water for twelve hours. Can I starve to death? Let me ask you, can you starve to death? Robbery? You have learned how to rob, right? You are Bandits? Aren’t you crazy?”
The man lowered his head, and Han Qian grabbed a piece of cake from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth, then raised his head to catch some rainwater and put it on Han Qian’s shoulder. A punch.
“We’re divided! Then stand there and wait for me!”
Han Qian walked towards the store, and the owner of the store spoke quickly.
"Brother Qian'er, I...I..."
Han Qian said coldly.
"What are you doing? Didn't I give you an explanation for the trouble my Binhai people caused? What's wrong with you just eating a few of your cakes? Tell me, did someone book all your cakes? The cake.”
The boss nodded.
"Brother Qian'er, I..."
"I'm from the Zhou Group, right? They said they were going to provide disaster relief, and they gave me money, but they didn't come, right? Don't have brains? Don't have brains? Let's start now. Share the cake with me, and then the person who took the cake wrote down the name and ID number for me, and when the rain stops, he will give me money to make up for it! What a stupid Zhou Group, Binhai is not their turn! I’m giving an order! Come over and kowtow to me for the robbery! Just bear with me! No matter you are a man or a woman, you must kneel down and apologize! Binhai is not about being superior to others.”
Wen Nuan poked the man's shoulder and whispered.
"Go quickly, otherwise you will be beaten again soon. I will definitely take it out on you for growing such a big body! Don't be wronged. I will go to my sister's company to give them a fitness class in a few days! Go quickly , Don’t put your brother Qian’er in trouble, my sister’s people will come to bring you delicious food in a while, they are all hot~”
The man ran forward and knelt down and kowtowed, and promised to give it to you right away. Shop cleaning.
Han Qian sat on the front of the Raptor, driving slowly and warmly, and Han Qian shouted.
"Open the door and let everyone in! Don't you have any brains? You let them in today, can they come to your store in the future? They really don't have any business acumen. Now You take food to relieve disasters, Isn’t this more useful than your advertising? No one is a fool. How can they not know who is a good store? I will teach you how to do business, right?”
Han Qian took a deep breath and stood there. Zheng Jing, who was in the carriage behind, asked.
“No, where is the relief at the Yamen Gate?”
“Li Shaoqi is hospitalized and is stuck.”
"Oh, I got the injection in the hospital, and I'm going to make a report. Zheng Jing, you are looking for someone to make that kind of banner, and then find someone to calculate how much money my baby bumps cost this time. Forget it, this If you can't do it, I'll call Yeats!"
"Dear!"
He almost sent Han Qian the name of the car, turned his head and glared at Wen Nuan, and said angrily.
"Yeats is asleep!"
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Han Qian, who had slept for four hours, was sitting on the bed in a daze. Aunt Ji brought breakfast and was about to feed Han Qian, but Han Qian quickly refused.
"Don't! The nurse asked me to beat Li Shaoqi while feeding him. I'm afraid I'll be beaten too, so I'll eat it myself! Miss Ye, Yeats! Yeats! Have you fallen asleep?"
< br>Yeats stomped up to the second floor step by step and said angrily.
“Can you stop shouting and say something!”
Han Qian mumbled while eating bread.
"Calculate how much money we have spent this time, and start preparing for public relations to beautify Glory and Changxiang, as well as groups such as Huitian and Aikong, and strive to let everyone know that we have spent money for this disaster relief. I want to take this Go to Shengjing to negotiate!"
Yeats frowned.
"I already made this report last night and started to prepare. Over there at the Yamen Gate..."
"No matter what, Zhou Le will not let this news go. This time Heavy rain is bad for the citizens, but it may not be bad for us. The Zhou Group will easily get the development rights of Huangdi Village, and the business in Chen Qiangbin County will be rebuilt. We can’t spend money in vain, I want to take it. All the land behind the Honor Home Department Store!”
Wen Nuan, who was sleeping, suddenly sat up.
"What? You want to take this land? Give it to Yan Qingqing?"
Han Qian stuffed the bread into his warm mouth and frowned. "You eat first! The reason why Honor Home Department Store couldn't limit the height of buildings was because of this airport. Now this training ground is too obstructive at this location. With it, the height of buildings within a radius of five kilometers is restricted, and even its flight route is blocked. Height limit, originally this matter was put on the agenda very early, but there has never been a reasonable plan, and The nearby citizens have also protested many times, and there is no way to rest! I now want to take the money spent on this glory and enjoyment to talk to Zhao Wangu and the Yamenmen in Shengjing about this matter, mainly Zhao Wangu. This old stubborn man can't spend so much money, right?"
Yeats frowned.
"If it can be won, this piece of land is no smaller than the land in Dongcheng, and the location is very good. The price should be about 1.5 times that of Dongcheng, but... can Zhao Wangu agree? He doesn't care Enjoyment and glory and so on..."
Han Qian smiled.
"Changxiang and Glory are just to stop other people's mouths. I have to talk to Zhao Hanqing about this negotiation. I have to let him be a hostage for me. Oh~ Nuan Nuan, you called your uncle recently. "?"
Nuan Nuan mumbled while lying on the tatami and eating bread.
“I called, but I didn’t answer! You called me last night!”
“Who are you going to Shengjing with?”
"Now?"
"When this matter is over, the rain outside has been very light, Qinghu, warm, An'an, the three of you took people to pick up the empress, and started to provide disaster relief under the banner of your own company. Madam, please use your brain and stop asking me."
Cai Qinghu, who had been standing at the door, let out a cry, climbed out of bed reluctantly, and said sadly.
“I want poetry!”
Han Qian frowned.
"Get out! I'm not going out today, little monster, don't look at me. You and Aunt Ji are resting with me at home. Miss Ye, you can start doing your thing. I've discovered it. As long as I live, you guys are really useless. Work! Still not moving? Okay, I'll take care of it for you."
As soon as Han Qian stood up, several girls ran out of the room.
After they left, Han Qian went downstairs and sat on the sofa to discuss the specific plan with Yeats. Tongyao and Ji Jing sat opposite each other, hating each other.
The grudges and warmth between the two of them are different from those between Yan Qingqing.
Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing just like to quarrel.
But Ji Jing really hates nursery rhymes!
Tongyao also hates Ji Jing. If she hadn't suddenly agreed, would he have been caught by Gou Pao?
And during the period when Ji Jing was pregnant, she ate eggplant boxes, meatballs, and squirrel fish three times a day. She would vomit after eating what others made, so she had to make nursery rhymes.
During that time, nursery rhymes were getting thinner day by day!
And without nursery rhymes, Ji Jing would not be pregnant!
Ji Jing has never thought about having children in her life!
It turned out that Han Qian’s eldest daughter was born to her, and Yan Qingqing also had opinions on this.
Han Qian sighed helplessly.
"You two have been staring at each other for two hours. Aren't you tired? Can you take a break? I feel tired just looking at you."
Ji Jing turned her head and smiled at Han Qian. road.
"Hmm~ Stop staring~ My nephew, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
The nursery rhyme said with a sneer.
“Your cooking is not good!”
Ji Jing frowned and said coldly.
"I gave it to you? Nursery rhyme, why didn't you drown in school."
This is the reason why Nursery Rhyme was scolded. When Han Qian arrived at school, he saw a girl falling and falling every step she took in the water. But it’s really not Han Qian’s fault for scolding and crying. Nursery Rhyme is inherently aggrieved. , I couldn’t hold back my tears after being scolded by Han Qian.
Tong Yao narrowed her eyes and smiled.
"Me! I won't die, Ji Jing, don't worry, I will definitely die after you! Women with big breasts will not pay for their lives."
Ji Jing said softly.
"I am not prepared to live for a long time, I will die in my eldest nephew..."
Ji Jing's lips were pinched by Yeats.
"Shh! You should go wash your face."
Ji Jing got up and walked into the bathroom to wash her face. Tong Yao laughed, turned to look at Han Qian, and asked.
"I heard that Chen Qiang's wife is very powerful? Don't you give me a chance?"
Han Qian tilted his head and asked.
"Do you want to be a mother?"
"Get out! I'm cooking!"
Han Qian turned his head and looked at Yeats.
“Do you want to be a mother?”
“Get out of here, don’t give birth, it’s annoying!”
(End of this chapter)