Chapter 1374 Ten Yuan ago
“Where is Jin Yanzhong?”
“Kick him away!”
At work on Monday, Yao Xue and Qian Wan went into Yang Lan’s room Talking about gossip in the office, Qian Wan looked suspicious when she learned that Jin Yanzhong had left.
"Why did you leave? Sister Yang, how did you convince him?"
"I didn't sleep!"
Yang Lan was lying on the table, dipping her fingers in water and drawing circles. Regarding her answer, Ji Jing rolled her eyes helplessly, and Qian Wan asked even more curiously. road.
"How were you sent away? I'm so curious about how you were sent away."
Yang Lan sat up, raised her hand and rubbed her head.
“I drank too much~ Then I became confused~ Then I booked two tickets to fly to France~ I sent them to him first~ I ran away~ There were so many separations and reunions That’s it~ It’s good to leave a good memory~”
Listening to Yang Lan's words, you can tell that she really drank a lot last night. After putting Jin Yanzhong on the plane, Yang Lan ran to Ji Jing and drank a lot. In the end, Ji Jing didn't know how she fell asleep.
As for Yang Lan’s mentality and thoughts, Ji Jing couldn’t understand.
Their thinking is not the same at all.
Qian Wan chased Yang Lan and kept asking questions, but she didn’t get many answers. When she left the office, she hugged a stack of documents. Yang Lan claimed that she wanted to train Qian Wan, but in fact she felt that she was too noisy. .
Outside Yan Qingqing’s office door, little Sister Yang was lying on the door and eavesdropping on what was going on inside.
"General~ Hehehe~ Is your waist healed? Is it hard? Come and let me touch it~"
"What are you going to do! What are you going to do!"
" I don’t do anything, I just touch you, Han Qian Come here and let me touch you, nothing will happen to you, but if you don’t let me touch you, I will jump down from the building.”
“Ah! Goodbye~ Wen Nuan has always wanted to see you fly!”
Bang!
Xiao Yangjia looked at the trembling wooden door and took two steps back, muttering in a low voice that this was too exciting.
In the office, Han Qian was curled up in the corner of the sofa. Yan Qingqing, in a black short skirt, stood in front of Han Qian with her waist and legs crossed, shaking her hair.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, you are a monk, you are a monk! I suspect that you let Yeats bump into you on purpose! Han Qian! I am very resentful!"
"My dear, you are the best! Can you just let me go? My waist is not healed yet!"
Yan Qingqing stepped forward and bent down to look at Han Qian. Han Qian reached out and pinched Yan Qingqing's collar and lifted it up. carry.
"All gone! You have to feed me milk!"
Yan Qingqing slapped Han Qian's hand twice. She could tease Han Qian, but Han Qian couldn't tease her.
The empress took Han Qian’s hand.
"Let's go out for some lunch, I'm a little hungry! I suddenly want to eat rice noodles."
"I don't like eating, you and Xiao Yang Jia go!"
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"Should I find another man to go with? Bastard, can you be sweeter to me? You are very good to Nuan Nuan."
"She is mentally retarded and you are mentally retarded too?"
The two walked out of the door. Yan Qingqing walked to the secretary's desk and knocked on Xiao Yang Jia's forehead. After explaining her work, she took Han Qian's arm and left.
"My dear, don't hold your arm with me."
"Why?"
"It's a bad influence."
"I'm your son's mother, have I influenced your relationship? Han Qian, are you being jealous?"
"My back hurts. "
The two went downstairs. Yan Qingqing wanted to drive, but Han Qian said to take a walk.
While walking hand in hand with his empress on the street, Han Qian suddenly asked in a trance.
"My dear, what do you look like when you run?"
Yan Qingqing frowned.
"Why should I run? Han Qian, what are all the messy things in your mind? And what did you get back for Jin Yanzhong? Aren't you just looking for trouble? Both Jin Yanzhong and Yang Lan How many times have they been separated and reunited? If they can get together, they don’t need help from others, so don’t worry about it.”
The two of them walked through the small shop on the street, Yan Qingqing and Han Qian was sitting in the fly tavern.
Han Qian looked at the pile of chili rice noodles in front of Yan Qingqing. Yan Qingqing picked up the bun and took a bite, then soaked the whole bun in the rice noodles. Han Qian held his chin in one hand and looked at Yan Qingqing.
"Isn't it spicy?"
Yan Qingqing took a bite of the steamed bun filled with soup and nodded.
“It’s spicy, but it’s exciting this way. Do you want to try it?”
Han Qian shook his head. "No, I can't eat this kind of red oil, my stomach will feel uncomfortable, it's red!"
"I'll kill you! Don't call me that. Do you want to ask me whether eating here is not in line with my status? I'm not as pretentious as Luo Shen and Cai Qinghu. They are all young ladies born with a silver spoon in their mouths, but they don't have my life. Okay, my man gave me a golden mountain, Han Qian, I like you so much."
"Then. Don't scold me again."
"That's not okay, you have to scold me."
While the two were talking, several urban management officials in uniforms came in, and they were not seen sitting in the corner. Han Qian and Yan Qingqing, who were in the middle, shouted to the boss to bring some bowls of rice noodles. Yan Qingqing curled her lips, while Han Qian held his chin in his hands and watched Yan Qingqing eat.
He doesn't like rice noodles, rice noodles, hot and sour noodles and the like. He prefers to watch the people he likes eating, so Han Qian is very satisfied.
Yan Qingqing asked curiously.
"Han Qian, don't you feel greedy when others eat? Don't they salivate?"
Han Qian shook his head.
"No! I feel very happy when I see you eating big food, so I rarely eat with Yeats and An An. They eat very little."
The two of them While they were talking, several men in uniforms also brought rice noodles to them. A man in his mid-thirties took out a ten-dollar bill and handed it to the boss. The boss looked at the rice noodles, steamed buns and side dishes on the table, and then looked at them. A glance at the ten dollars in the man's hand.
The boss sighed and took the ten dollars, then the man spoke.
“We’re out of cigarettes, go buy us a few packs of cigarettes.”
The boss looked down at the ten dollars in his hand and didn’t move. The man looked at the boss and sneered, then stood up and left. Go outside the door and point to the A4 paper with six pieces of rice noodles taped to the door.
"You have affected the appearance of the city. You will be fined 3,000 yuan and you should close down your business for rectification."
The boss hurriedly came forward to beg and promised to buy cigarettes and Chinese seeds right away.
Yan Qingqing raised her head and looked at Han Qian and asked.
“What’s wrong?”
Han Qian held the phone and smiled.
"It's okay, you eat slowly, we are not in a hurry."
Listening to the people behind him bragging about how he has never spent money on eating and eating fruits these days, Han Qian sighed. .
In this world, people who are worse off must not have the right to do so, because they know how to bully people who are worse off than them.
While they were bragging, an A6 parked at the door of the shop. When several 'grandpas' looked at the women who walked into the shop, they hurriedly stood up and shouted.
"Bai Shuji."
Baitao just hummed, walked up quickly and sat next to Yan Qingqing. Han Qian turned his head and smiled at the boss.
"Boss, bring me a bowl of rice noodles and buy me a pack of cigarettes, one hundred and one pack is fine. Then prepare three thousand yuan for me and I will take it."
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At this time, the boss's eyes were red, and Baitao frowned.
"Han Qian, are you sick? Why are you bullying him?"
Han Qian scratched his head and asked in confusion.
"I'm not bullying anyone! I just do what your yamenmen do. I try to correct myself and learn from your yamenmen! Baitao, if you want to say that I can't do this, I will I won’t follow the education at your yamen door in the future!”
Baitao frowned.
"What the hell..."
With these four words, Baitao understood what Han Qian meant, tilted his body and looked at the men in uniforms sitting not far away, and then looked at Yan Qingqing.
"Your Majesty, please lend me some money. I didn't take it when I came out."
Yan Qingqing picked up the bag and tilted her head.
"Four bowls of rice noodles, two drawers of steamed buns, two plates of side dishes, two bags of soft Chinese seeds, twenty-four plus sixteen plus eight plus one hundred and four, oh! I still have to subtract ten yuan, I'll ask later Ask someone whose Huazi costs 10 yuan for two packs. The cigarettes I give to our Honor employees will be included in the subsidy.”
Han Qian smiled.
"Hey? Qingqing, this is your fault. Didn't Bai Shuji come over to replenish the money?"
The next second, Han Qian suddenly stared at Baitao with a ferocious expression on his face. , said coldly.
"If you keep studying your bad face all day long, I will send you back to the capital to repair your face. This kind of thing did not happen when Niu Guodong was in power, it did not happen when Cheng Jin was acting, and it did not happen during Li Shaoqi's period. It’s never happened before. If you can do it, do it. If you can’t do it, get out of here!” The man tapped one of them on the shoulder.
"You are fired. The documents will be delivered to you this afternoon."
Baitao left in a hurry. If she could still sit here, she would be really shameless. Several men who were so arrogant just now Turning their heads and glaring at Han Qian, Yan Qingqing put her chin in one hand and smiled.
“I’ll dig out your eyeballs again.”
(End of this chapter)