Chapter 1303 Giving is more blessed than receiving
When Han Qian had a headache and before lunch was finished, Yeats sued Tang Li. Han Qian really didn't react when he received the news.
What's going on?
Why are these girls suddenly becoming active after the Chinese New Year!
Han Qian was holding his cell phone to call Cai Qinghu, but the phone was turned off. Han Qian immediately thought of returning the phone.
What kind of nonsense is this?
I just played for a whole morning and the battery ran out?
Taking out his Nokia, Han Qian ran all the way to the nearest human resources department.
"Manager Song, change my mobile phone card! I can't do it!"
Song Jing tilted her head and looked at Han Qian with a fake smile.
"My son is smarter than you, really! Han Qian, are you an imbecile?"
"Stop beeping, hurry up!"
Song Jing changed Han Qian's phone card Later, Han Qian called Cai Qinghu.
"Madam, Yeats sued me Tang Li? What's going on? Have you received the news over there?"
"I know! Otherwise, how could you sue me so quickly? Where is Tang Li's investigation order? I was the one who issued the investigation order. Let me see the reasons for Yeats' prosecution! Oh, Tang Li's visa has been approved! It's due, and there seems to be some problem with Tang Li's passport. She hasn't gotten her green card and permanent residence yet. Moreover, Yeats seems to have received the news that Tang Li hit someone with her car in Beijing. The chance of winning the lawsuit is not high. Maybe he wants to The hype is disgusting, Tang Li. I don’t know the details.”
Han Qian asked while sitting on Song Jing's table.
"How big of a problem is Tang Li's passport?"
Cai Qinghu whispered.
"It's not big, just make up for it when the time comes. It's not like you don't know the beating nature of our Yamenmen. Baitao can just go over and say a word and it will be over. Let's see what Yeats says. My husband, I'm at work, and I have a lawsuit to be a public prosecutor in a while, so I'll go and get busy first~"
Cai Qinghu left as soon as she said it, she never seemed to get tired of being on the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Han Qian wanted to call Yeats, but Yeats sent a text message in advance.
【Don't bother me! 】
Han Qian blinked, what kind of messy things did Yeats install in his mobile phone?
Leave Song Jing's office and go upstairs to find Yan Qingqing. When she opened the door, she saw Yan Qingqing grabbing Yang Lan's arm to try on lipstick.
Thinking about Yeats, Qu Ledi, Tang Li and Lady Song, and then looking at the coward Yan Qingqing, Han Qian sighed and turned around to leave, only for the queen's high heels to fly over.
"Why are you sighing when you come here!"
Han Qian walked into the office again with high heels and said softly.
"It's okay. I'm here to say hello to you. I just feel like I've eaten too much!"
Yan Qingqing pointed at Yang Lan's arm.
“Choose a color you like!”
"The color of Eat a Child to Death suits you very well~ Also, my dear, your son is about to go to elementary school. Can you stop having such bright red hair?"
"Get out!"
"Copy that! Sister Yang, I'm looking for you a little bit, come here!"
Yang Lan followed Han Qian out of the door and asked as he walked in the corridor.
“What’s going on?”
Han Qian rolled his eyes.
"It's no big deal. If you are willing to be a test subject for this fool, you can go back. Sister Yang, tell me, what are women thinking in their hearts? I thought they had forgotten all these things. , but it started quietly!"
Yang Lan laughed.
"Women hold grudges! Especially grudges! And women's brain circuits are abnormal. You can't think about women's thinking according to men's brain circuits! We, we ourselves can't understand ourselves. What do you think? Do you want to make a gambling agreement with Lin Zongheng?"
Han Qian nodded.
"I do have this idea, but I don't know if Lin Zongheng will be fooled. I think it's super simple! If you say I'm going to become a douchebag~"
Yang Lan suddenly laughed.
"It doesn't seem possible, you are married to Qinghu."
"Oh~ go ahead~ I suddenly felt very irritable."
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Yeats was sitting in her apartment. She couldn't keep a dog because of her pregnancy. She was lying on the sofa playing with the computer. Her parents, who had returned from the capital after the New Year, began to serve Yeats as if they were the eldest lady.
Ye Ma was nagging in a low voice.
“I haven’t seen your parents-in-law come to see me even after I became pregnant.”
Yeats narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"If you don't want to serve me, you can go back to the capital! It's hard for my mother-in-law's body to serve me, and my father-in-law also has a lot of gunshot wounds. If I'm not pregnant, you're worried. If I'm pregnant, you're worried. And ink marks.”
Ye Ma came over with a bowl of soup and whispered.
“I feel uncomfortable.”
“You will feel better when you return to the capital. I won’t drink chicken soup, it’s disgusting!”
“Mom bought it for you. I usually don't want to drink "Liaoda Chicken."
Yeats turned to look at Ye Ma, squinting and smiling.
"I signed up a Latin dance training class for you. Your daughter and I are not willing to spend money to take the class. Please remember to go there! You have to understand your daughter and my good intentions, and ah! I I bought you some mutton, you must remember to eat it."
Ye Ma frowned.
“I don’t eat mutton!”
Yeats said angrily.
"You don't want to eat? Why don't you eat? I usually don't want to leave it for you, why are you so heartless? You really wasted all my good intentions!"
Ye Ma also understood what was going on and whispered softly while holding the chicken soup. "If you don't want to drink, then don't drink. How can you be like this~ Oh, you kid~"
"Dad! Get it away from your wife, the little girl in the Magic City is really annoying!"
< br> Father Ye came to the living room and was taken away by Mother Ye. Yeats got up and walked into his study. There were no books in the study and there was no mess. There was a super computer, three monitors and two tablets on the table. and a notebook.
Yeats sat in front of the computer with a bulging belly. Looking at his fattened hands, Yeats felt a little bad, and then he started to dance on the keyboard.
[Foreigners hit people with their cars in Beijing. After getting out of the car, they only looked at whether their cars were damaged. They were indifferent to the victims. According to insiders, Tolie’s passport has expired and he should be deported. Departure··】
After writing more than two thousand words eloquently, Yeats sent a short composition to the media, asking them to operate in this way, and must indicate that this woman was the head of the Zongheng Group before, and that Lin Zongheng, the head of the Zongheng Group, is still The person in charge of Changxiang Group.
Yeats is going to start touching Tang Li and Changxiang Group.
As for the relationship between imagination and warmth, she doesn't care.
They are all love rivals anyway. If others bully you, I, Yeats, will definitely help you. But when no one bullies you, I, Yeats, will bully you.
What's wrong?
What happened?
Can’t you bully me anymore?
Do you really think you are a queen?
After finishing what he was doing, Yeats called Song Shunu's family and told them that there was nothing they could do to deal with Tang Li. They just needed their cooperation, and they would be able to bring this woman to justice. Yeats also contacted Lu Ting.
【If you catch Tang Li, you can take revenge on Lin Zongheng. 】
After doing these things, Yeats called Qu Ledi.
"You'd better stay calm, I don't want to deal with you! If you dare to cause trouble to Lady Song at this time, I will fuck you!"
Qu Ledi sneered.
"I'm sorry, you were late. The news I received will make Lady Song unable to wake up for the rest of her life!"
Qu Ledi hung up the phone, and Yeats never understood it. , the news Quledi received?
Liu Shengge’s?
Yeats called Han Qian with doubts.
"Mr. Han, there is something I don't understand. Qu Ledi said that after receiving the news, Lady Song will not be able to wake up for the rest of her life, Liu Shengge?"
Han Qian covered his head and sighed. In one breath, he was right to worry. Han Qian had been worried about this matter since Lady Song had a car accident, and sighed softly.
"My dear Miss Ye, don't get involved in this matter. The power on the other side is a bit mysterious."
Yeats whispered.
"How mysterious is it? Don't you even know?"
Han Qian sighed.
"I know! I'm thinking about it too! My head is buzzing now!"
"Who is it~ Mr. Han~ Just tell me~"
"Fu Dong hopes that Lady Song will die! Do you understand that?"
"Bye bye Mr. Han, I love you! I'm going to raise a baby!"
Han Qian hung up the phone and smiled slightly She had a headache, so she leaned into Ji Jing's arms and asked.
“Aunt Ji~”
Ji Jing said softly.
"Don't ask me~ My only choice has been given to Luo Shen~ This time you can ask Luo Shen~"
Han Qian asked Luo Shen.
"Do you want Lady Song to live or die!"
The sudden words confused Luo Shen, and after a few seconds Luo Shen whispered.
"Mrs. Bobo is by your side, right? Officer, it stands to reason that Lady Song's death is good for everyone! But when Ji Jing could choose to give me a chance to live, I think I should also Give other people a chance to live, although I am not willing to do so, I don’t know how to describe this sentence simply.”
Han Qian was silent, Ji Jing said softly.
"There is a story in Chapter 6 of the Gospel of Matthew in the Bible. The summary is very simple."
Han Qian raised his head and said softly.
"What?"
Ji Jing gently pecked Han Qian on the forehead, looked at Han Qian tenderly and smiled.
"It is more blessed to give than to receive."
"I'm going to fight with Fu Dong!"
"Come on, eldest nephew~ My eldest nephew is the best~ My eldest nephew is the best in the world!"
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Song Shunu probably would never have thought in her life that her life and death was not in the hands of Han Qian or Fu Dong, but in the hands of the most transparent woman around Han Qian.
Her words, "Giving is more blessed than receiving" gave her hope of living.
Although it was slim, it was about to open a crack in her dark world.
Lady Song, who was in a coma, felt a touch of tenderness and very thin sunlight in the dim and empty world.
Han Qian left, and Ji Jing put her hands on her chin and whispered softly.
“I seem to be a burden~”
(End of this chapter)