Chapter 665 Want to apologize?
"Hey, Han Qian, you took the initiative to pick me up, which really makes me feel a little uneasy, why don't I go back to Shengjing."
Han Qian looked at the opened Sun Zhengmin, who couldn't open the car door, raised his eyebrows.
"The wheels will be unloaded for you in a moment."
Sun Zhengmin turned around and left. Han Qian was busy opening the door and getting out of the car to pull Sun Zhengmin, and coaxed him into the car. Sun Zhengmin sat in the passenger seat. .
"Smoke!"
Han Qian handed over the cigarette, and Sun Zhengmin threw away the cigarette.
"Things need to be thin."
Han Qian stopped and held the waistband of his pants with both hands, gritting his teeth.
“Believe it or not, I will give you the whole cigar for you to try?”
Sun Zhengmin took another cigarette from Han Qian, lit it and frowned.
"It depends on how this matter is handled. If Tu Kun goes to apologize and admit his mistake, and I stand behind, Song Wanli can't make much trouble even if he wants to. After all, the incident happened in Fengtian. "
Han Qian held the steering wheel with both hands and said softly.
"Let's wait and talk about the apology. I don't know the whole story yet. I don't know what exactly happened."
Sun Zhengmin shook his head.
"No matter what you do, apologizing can solve the problem as quickly as possible. There are too many people in Fengtian who want to target you."
Han Qian also shook his head.
“It’s not important, I just don’t have the heart to deal with these bullies. You have dug so many holes for me over the years, inside and outside, so why don’t you give me some compensation?”
“Isn’t the one-billion-dollar project given to you? What’s the attitude of asking people to do it at the yamenmen and asking people to do it at the yamenmen? It’s completely different.”
When I took Sun Zhengmin home, I found that Cheng Jin was already sitting at the dining table and starting to drink. The things on the table were very simple, including chicken legs and wings from KFC, and potatoes. A strip of egg tart, a plate of dark peanuts, and some leftover cabbage and tofu soup from yesterday.
Han Qian had just changed his shoes. Wearing an apron and a hat and holding a spatula in his hand, Han Qian stood at the door of the kitchen and smiled at Han Qian.
“Wait a minute, the last dish will be ready soon.”
Han Qian turned his head and looked at Sun Zhengmin.
"Uncle Sun, you are in for a treat."
After sitting down, little Tu Kun ran over to bring tea and water. Sun Zhengmin stretched out his hand and pinched the big girl's face, smiling. .
"Tell me, what's going on? Why did you blow Song Lin's head open?"
Little Tu Kun sat on the chair, hugging the back of the chair, and replied angrily.
“He asked me to drink with him. If this was a young master from Fengtian, I would go with him. After all, my grandpa is a government official, so I can’t cause trouble, but this foreigner comes to bully people at home, and he still wants to go with him. He said something about us Northeastern girls, but I couldn’t control it~ so I gave him a bottle.”
Sun Zhengmin looked at the dark peanuts and said with a smile.
“Don’t say there are so many things, what does it mean for Grandpa Sun to be an official?”
After saying this, Han Qian picked up the wine glass and frowned.
"What? Did Tu Kun say something wrong or what? She called me uncle, but can't she call you grandpa grandpa? I called you old man, old cabbage gangster, you can listen if you want."< br>
At this time, Nuan Nuan walked out of the kitchen. Sun Zhengmin glared at Han Qian and stood up to pick him up, and said.
“Your hands are so tender, give them to me!”
Nuan Nuan handed the casserole to Sun Zhengmin and said with a smile.
"I don't know how to cook either. I just stewed some good ingredients at home for you to try."
Sun Zhengmin said with a smile.
"I am happy if you stew shoe soles today."
Nuan Nuan cooks, let alone what she did, it is just like Sun Zhengmin said, she can cook by herself It's the highest etiquette, after all, she really doesn't know how to do it. After the messy stew was served on the table, Sun Zhengmin asked Cheng Jin how Song Lin was injured. Cheng Jin ate the dark peanuts and smiled.
"Let me chat with you two. Song Lin's head was opened a little more than three centimeters. After he hurried to the hospital, the doctor checked around and found no gunshot wounds or stab wounds. The surgeon went back to rest. The result was that He said he had a fight with Tu Kun in District 8, so he threw two band-aids at him and told him to just put them on himself at home. In the end, he took his father out and got the stitches. "
Sun Zhengmin. Raise an eyebrow.
“Your Binhai No.1 Hospital should be reorganized.”
Cheng Jin curled his lips.
"What does the stitches in the second hospital have to do with our first hospital? The second hospital is a private hospital and I have no control over it. You go to the medical insurance. I asked about something. Song Lin cursed Dongbei in the hospital. I I don’t quite understand, his father works in Changqing, why is he so hostile to us?”
Sun Zhengmin shrugged.
“I’m not sure, how long has Song Wanli been here to work here? It’s only been two years. He originally worked in a warm, comfortable and prosperous place, but now that he has come to Changqing, Song Lin may think that he has endured hardship. , This is not very clear. Song Wanli will probably land in Binhai tomorrow morning. Prepare a fruit basket. Tu Kun, you and I can just go and apologize."
After saying this, Han Qian picked up one. The dark peanuts were stuffed into Sun Zhengmin's mouth.
"Wait a minute. I seem to be about to catch Feng Lun recently. Should I ask Feng Lun to go over and apologize?"
Sun Zhengmin spit out the black beans and frowned.
"Let's not talk about Song Wanli. I am here to support you. Xiao Hanqian, I am too lazy to argue with you about the things that stumbling upon me behind my back. Let's talk about you and Feng Lun. Come to talk to me, there doesn't seem to be any hatred between you and Feng Lun, right? Why did you suddenly order Tianhei's forces to arrest Feng Lun? Lun appeared in front of you alive?"
Han Qian smiled and Xiao Tukun whispered.
"Feng Lun gave my aunt a beating and was covered in bandages. Now there are two bullet holes on the background wall of my aunt's office."
Sun Zhengmin was stunned.
"What? Which aunt is yours?"
After saying this, Han Qian glared at Sun Zhengmin, who also felt that it was inappropriate to ask such a question and whispered.
"Hit me? Isn't the meaning taken away yet? I guess the only one around you is that the pungent little pepper has such a temper, right?"
Han Qian sighed and nodded.
"You are right, it was my mother-in-law. The two had a fight in the Honor Office. Feng Lun wanted to capture her and asked me to help kill Li Shaoqi, but it failed. According to my mother-in-law's description, Feng Lun's side ribs are not broken and there are internal injuries. I don't care whether he dies or not, but how can I let him go if he beats my mother-in-law? Now Cui Li and Xu Hongchang have gone all over the world to catch Feng Lun. They caught Feng Lun. I won’t leave it to you, and I’ll prepare the fruit basket later. I’ll go over and apologize to my niece. I’m a little girl. We’ll apologize to out-of-towners at our door. My uncle’s face No light.”
Sun Zhengmin said again.
"Things may not be as simple as you think. If Song Wanli is not satisfied this time and Chen Jinye takes the opportunity to come and cause trouble, that will be troublesome."
"Then kill Chen Jinye too."
Han Qian's attitude was very obvious. He would go and apologize, but Tu Kun was determined not to go. In the end, Sun Zhengmin poured half a catty of liquor into Han Qian and promised Tu Kun to come too, but Cheng Jin and Han Qian apologized together. Han Qian was still dissatisfied, but Cheng Jin agreed.
We drank until after four o'clock. Several people drank a few bottles of beer. Sun Zhengmin's secretary called. Song Wanli got off the plane. Han Qian stood up and walked to the refrigerator and took out two apples.
“No more.”
Sun Zhengmin frowned.
“Get out of here.”
I pulled Tu Kun out of the door, and the driver drove. Tu Kun sat in the passenger seat, and three old men crowded in the back. They drove for about two seconds. Ten meters, Han Qian shouted.
"Whoever is inside, get off the car. It's too crowded. I'll drive!"
Cheng Jin reached out and grabbed Han Qian's hair.
"Are you driving drunk? Twelve points will be deducted from you!"
Han Qian shook off Sun Zhengmin's arm.
“I don’t even have a driver’s license, where are you going to deduct points?”
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(End of this chapter)