Chapter 1410 I don’t know what to do if you don’t tell me
Han Qian just walked out of the main entrance of the Glory Group. Before he could walk down the steps, he met the not-so-serious Gao Xingxing and a woman, Gao With his sharp eyes, he saw Han Qian and trotted up the steps.
"I'll give you one."
Han Qian sniffed hard, his neck twitched slightly, and he frowned.
"I'm not very happy now. Don't force me to hit you here. People in Glory think I have grown up! Don't force me!"
Gao Xingyi lowered his head and said softly.
“Thank you for letting Liu Shengge go!”
“Does it have anything to do with you?”
“I don’t care whether it has anything to do with me or not, Liu Shengge is still me. My sister is dead if the man she likes He really died in your hands. I don’t know how to explain it to my sister. The day he didn’t betray my sister, he was my brother-in-law.”
“I know, get out!” Very uncomfortable now! ”
When Han Qian was about to leave, Gao Qianxing reached out and grabbed Han Qian's arm, which pulled the wound on Han Qian's shoulder. Han Qian turned around and raised his left fist to hit Gao Qian's head.
"Brother Qian'er, Vice President Gao!"
Song Jing walked over in the lobby at an inopportune time, followed by several new and old members of the personnel department who were all curious. Looking at the two people at the door, Song Jing stepped forward and straightened Han Qian's collar.
“You’re a big kid, stop hitting people!”
Han Qian put down his hand and pouted.
"Don't coax me like a child. When did I beat anyone in Glory?"
After saying this, the little girl who was Song Jing's assistant lowered her head and laughed secretly.
“Beat Li Dongsheng, beat Vice President Gao, beat President Wang, bully President Qin, beat the former chairman, beat Shuoshuo from the Ministry of Public Security, Brother Qianer, you are awesome, like a god of war!”< br>
“Get out!”< br>
Han Qian turned around and left. Gao Jishi put his hand on Han Qian's right shoulder without thinking. Han Qian turned around and punched Gao Jishi in the stomach. Gao Jishi held his hand in pain. Han Qian said angrily as his stomach bent over and retched.
"Twice! I have an injury on my shoulder and you have to press it? Are you a sleeping girl? Are you stupid for sleeping on yourself?"
Gao Xingyi held his stomach and raised his right hand.
"Saorui, I really don't know if your shoulder is injured. I have something to confirm with you. Is Lin Zongheng dead?"
"Dead! Dismembered Okay, my right leg will take you back to the barbecue later. ! I feel very uncomfortable right now! "
Han Qian is really uncomfortable. He feels like there are ten thousand ants biting his body. Song Jing noticed something was wrong with Han Qian. , said softly.
"Little Han Qian, let me see you off! Don't complain first."
Han Qian glared at Gao Xingyi, turned around and was about to leave. As soon as he stepped out with his right foot, before he could land, Han Qian turned around He ran away, with cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
Why did her news come so quickly?
"Mr. Sir!"
After being discovered, Han Qian turned his head and forced a smile to Cai Qinghu.
"Honey, I miss you so much!"
Han Qian opened his arms and waited for Cai Qinghu to walk up the steps. Seeing Cai Qinghu throw himself into Han Qian's arms, Gao Xingyi curled his lips and murmured in a low voice.
"The shoulder doesn't hurt anymore! I don't groan anymore."
Cai Qinghu put his arms around Han Qian's waist, glanced at Gao Xingcheng, then looked at Han Qian, tilting his head road.
"Mr., does your shoulder hurt? I'll squeeze, pound, and press it for you!"
Pinch?
Thump thump?
Press?
Han Qian felt pain just thinking about it. He turned his head and gritted his teeth at Gao Xingyi.
“Disappear!”
Gao Xingyi turned around and left without even the slightest hesitation, and then Song Jing spoke.
"I won't see you off when my younger siblings are here. If you feel unwell, go to the hospital and take care of yourself."
Han Qian turned his head to look at Song Jing mechanically.
"Song Jing, you are a little too talkative today. If you are too free, I will give you an overtime shift?"
Song Jing ran away with her team. Today she has to go on a business trip to other places. An interview meeting.
The two left, Han Qian looked at Cai Qinghu and smiled.
“My lady!”
Cai Qinghu tilted his head.
“Huh?”
Han Qian smiled.
"Hey, Cheng Jin has something to do with me. Should I go first? You go to the empress. She said she has something to do with you."
Now Han Qian felt as if his head had lost the signal. Like the TV, he began to hallucinate. He saw Feng Lun wearing a bikini and riding a winged tortoise flying in front of him.
And there are several of them. "Huh? Is Cheng Jin looking for you? Then I'll go with you! You're not driving anyway!"
Cai Qinghu took out the key and pressed it, looking at the car parked in the distance. Han Qian blinked at the Lamborghini SUV.
"Have you changed the car again?"
"Buy fresh for a few days and then go home to bring corn for dad. My husband gets in the car!"
Han Qian bit the bullet and followed Cai Qinghu. Car, Cai Qinghu said softly.
"Mr., would you give it a try? This thing is much more powerful than your little Pami."
Han Qian thought for a while.
Um!
Driving without a license or driving with injuries. Although it is medical morphine and is prescribed by a professional doctor, this may still lead to suspicion of drug driving.
What about stacking BUFF?
See if you are good enough to be shot?
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Han Qian refused very simply.
Cai Qinghu didn't ask any more questions. He just thought that Han Qian didn't like driving. But gradually, Cai Qinghu realized that something was wrong with Han Qian, so he frowned and asked curiously.
"Mr., are you uncomfortable? Why are you shaking all the time?"
Han Qian turned his head, his lips had lost the color of his blood, and he kept stepping on the ones under his feet. Mat, Cai Qinghu braked and stopped the car on the side of the road, looking at Han Qian with cold eyes.
"How long."
Han Qian forced a smile.
"What...how long?"
Cai Qinghu said angrily.
“Do you think I’m a fool? I’ve seen too many, tell me how long and how I got infected!”
Han Qian shakily took out a cigarette and lit it, smiling.
"No...no! I just...just feel a little cold. Mother...Madam, please drive. Cheng...Cheng Jin has something to do with me."
Cai Qinghu stared at Han Qian, then suddenly smiled after a moment.
"I'm trying to scare you. Look at you, you're stuttering. My husband, are you injured this time? And it's not serious, right? I saw the scar on the back of your hand."
Han Qian After pulling on the seat belt and fastening it, he opened the passenger's hand buckle with trembling hands and began to rummage around. Cai Qinghu drove the car with one hand and said softly.
"Ms. sir, do you know what I hate most in my life? It's poison, because this demon-like thing made a hook cannon, and he used this thing to kill many, many people around me. I hate it. Disgusted, disgusted, here you go!”
The thing Han Qian was looking for was handed over by Cai Qinghu. Han Qian was silent and didn’t speak. He put the handcuffs through the door handle and cuffed his hands on it.
The car stopped on the side of the road, Cai Qinghu opened the door and got out of the car.
"I'm going to buy a bottle of water. I'm a little thirsty."
The moment the car door closed, the metal handcuffs made a sound under the pull of force. Han Qian kept struggling, and Hong He closed his eyes, and the devil kept tempting him in his mind.
"It doesn't matter. You have worked hard and you have done well. It is right to indulge yourself appropriately!"
"Shut up!"
Han Qian let out an angry roar in the car, and then lit a bottle with difficulty. He took a strong drag on the cigarette, and the next second the scarlet cigarette butt poked into the palm of his hand. The severe pain did not alleviate his pain much, but Han Qian still had sense. He wanted to use this method to tell himself that the pain was over. I've endured this for so long, I can't just give up!
After Cai Qinghu bought water, he stood on the trunk door behind the car and sipped the water.
She already knew that if others relied on their own heads to guess, then Cai Qinghu relied on experience to figure it out.
One hour.
A whole hour.
It was quiet inside the car.
Cai Qinghu took a deep breath and walked to the car, opened the door and smiled at Han Qian with his eyes narrowed.
“Mr. Sir, I just met an acquaintance and chatted for a while.”
Han Qian, whose shirt was soaked with sweat at this time, held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled weakly.
"Suddenly I don't feel too cold anymore. Give me a sip of water. Your mouth will be dry waiting for you."
Cai Qinghu handed half the bottle of water to Han Qian, and then After starting the car and heading to Cheng Jin's office, Han Qian chattered endlessly without saying a serious word. Cai Qinghu nodded with a smile.
Cai Qinghu responded to every word Han Qian said, but Cai Qinghu didn't look at his handcuffed wrists or his clenched fists.
It was as if nothing had happened just now. He thought she didn't know anything, and she thought he was hiding well enough not to be seen.
There is always a little tacit understanding between husband and wife.
The car didn't go to Cheng Jin's office, and Han Qian didn't ask.
The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Cai Qinghu said softly.
"I feel pain in my cervical spine recently and want to get it checked out!"
"I'll accompany you."
"Well, I made an appointment with Lady Song."
(End of this chapter)