408. Chapter 408 Sign it, good luck!


Chapter 408: Sign it, good luck!

"If you mind...you can go over there and keep an eye on me for a few days?"

"Stop it! I don't like doing that bad work. I'm so nervous. Comrade Lao Qin didn't You are so deceiving your son.”

In the airport, announcements were made from time to time.

Comrade Lao Qin finished filling his belly, took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth, and said: "I have calculated that your luck will change next year. You will have good luck recently at the end of the year. Small things will go smoothly, and big things will happen. Thank you for your help. I'm very lucky. You can help me keep an eye on it for a while. Maybe I can borrow your good luck to open the business and finish it as soon as possible."

Qin Lang was speechless, "I heard you talking nonsense."

“Really!”

Comrade Lao Qin was worried that his son wouldn’t believe it, “If you don’t believe it, go back to your uncle and ask him to give you a good look.”

Qin Lang was suspicious. Said: "Really?"

"Is it still false?"

But Qin Lang was still a little suspicious, "It's all for no reason, why are you looking at me?"

The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped, and now Qin Lang's intuition became more sensitive.

His eyes flickered, and he suddenly noticed something, and his tone became more threatening: "Comrade Lao Qin——"

"Hey, isn't it...the end of the year! You too The boss is not young anymore. Your uncle Guo's youngest daughter has returned from abroad. Your uncle thinks that you two are of the same age and family background. This is not the time to celebrate the New Year, right? That's it, so I took a look to see if you have done anything wrong recently. "Peach Blossom?"

“Hey, you kid, what do you mean by setting your sights on you? Aren’t we two family members? I am a hero and my son is a good man. We are brothers in fighting tigers. We are father and son soldiers in battle. You said your uncle is looking for you? You, you went over to help me, how come you dare to back off from me?”

“Let’s talk about business, why are you trying to make excuses?” Qin Lang was speechless, “Let’s talk about it. "We are talking about the Li family. Why are you talking about my uncle?" I know, does he want you to go into that business again? Don't go, what he is doing will turn over sooner or later. Let’s talk about business! Why are you talking so loudly?” Qin Lang quickly changed the topic, “I’ve been really lucky recently?”

"..."

"I am a fifty-year-old man, can this be done? Should I complain in front of my mother like this?"

"Very good! Who knew you were leaving? What the hell, you are so lucky." Comrade Lao Qin immediately changed his tune.

Qin Lang gave up now, but...his father said so, so he must have been really good recently.

"Have you met anyone recently? Are you so lucky?"

On the phone, Comrade Lao Qin was very surprised. After reading about his son, he wanted to ask him When he asked, he was temporarily busy and forgot about it. If he didn't have free time to catch a plane today, he might not have thought of it.

Noble?

Qin Lang didn't react for a moment, "How can I meet noble people by guarding a shop every day."

Just after muttering twice, a young face suddenly flashed through his mind, and Qin Lang's eyes lit up. A name suddenly popped into my mind.

"It seems...I did meet a new friend recently."

"Huh?"

On the other side of the phone, Comrade Lao Qin asked a soul question.

Qin Lang glanced at Xie Siming, who was still sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, squinted his eyes, thought for a while, and briefly "reported" to Comrade Lao Qin a series of small changes that had occurred recently.

After Comrade Lao Qin listened carefully, he was silent for a long time.

"You wait a moment."

"Okay." Qin Lang remained silent for the time being. Comrade Lao Qin calmed his mind and raised his head to listen to the radio carefully. Soon, a new radio voice mentioned information about a flight that was about to board the plane recently.

He silently wrote down the Arabic numerals in the flight number on the radio, and then looked at the door of the store. Soon, two new female customers came in.

Take the "information" from both parties and secretly calculate in your mind. If you encounter any inconvenience, dip your fingertips into the bottom of the glass and swipe it on the table a few times.

One hexagram comes out.

Sign it, good luck!

Comrade Lao Qin raised the phone again and said in a very happy tone: "You are an extraordinary nobleman."

Qin Lang frowned and said doubtfully: "Didn't you just go get the elephant again? Can you give me a fortune?"

"Hey, ask God! If you give more gifts later, it won't be strange if you have many people."

Qin Lang always feels that he is a traitor. He must have followed someone.

“Now that we have made friends, get along well with the noble people and don’t offend them. It is not easy to have some good luck under the eyes of God in your life.”

“It’s not far away. He said, "The ancestors of the Li family have a little bit of immortality. Look at their good fortune for hundreds of years, and their descendants will follow suit. Your divination is not bad. Although we can't compare with others, we can't compare with it." I see how lucky you are.”

“Don’t you always treat money like dirt?”

“How come you become more like my uncle?” Is it the same with Qiao? He has been obsessed with money all his life. What is it that our old Qin family wants to do to protect their wealth for generations? We old Qin family Miao, don't follow their example."

"The more you talk, the more nonsense you get. I'll be home at noon tomorrow," Qin Lang said.

"Get closer and closer to the noble people."

After a while, Qin Lang hung up the phone and rubbed his temples.

Really, if you are tired of asking for anything in your lifetime, why can’t you keep your mind pure?

Outside the door, footsteps suddenly came.

After a short while, the door was pushed open and a pair of flat shoes walked in. Qin Lang looked up.

The visitor is none other than the fiancée of the patient Xie Siming, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Li.

"Come here?" Qin Lang greeted politely.

Jiang Li was dressed in comfortable casual clothes. When she came in and saw that the person guarding here was not Xie Huailou but Qin Lang, whom she had just met in the past two days, she couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although, Xie Huailou has publicly acknowledged her relationship with Xie Siming in front of everyone.

But every time she faced the young leader of the Xie family, she felt uncomfortable and always felt a little restrained.

After getting to know Qin Lang in the past few days, she found that she felt much more comfortable in front of Xie Huailou, a casual friend.

Put the bag of things you brought over on the sofa nearby.

Jiang Li smiled and said hello to Qin Lang: "Mr. Qin, it turns out you are here, thank you for your hard work."

"Hey, it's not hard, you should." Qin Lang looked at it Looking at the things she brought, he smiled discerningly and said: "Since you are here, you should do your work first. I will go out to smoke a cigarette. I am not far away. If you need anything, you can come out and call me at any time."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Qin, please take a rest."

Qin Lang smiled, took out the cigarette case in his trouser pocket, stood up and walked out.

As I walked to the door, I was about to open the door to the ward when I suddenly turned back and looked at the eldest lady of the Jiang family.

"What's wrong? Mr. Qin?" Jiang Li asked when she saw him looking at her.

"Excuse me, Miss Jiang, is your relationship with Miss Tu Huatu a good relationship?"

(End of this chapter)

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