After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

"Han Qian, let's talk. If things get too big, it won't be good for anyone."

Han Qian laughed after hearing this.

"Young Master Lin, do you have to get involved in Wei Tiancheng and I's affairs? This is our business inside and out, right? Wei Tiancheng was a good ally who sent me a plane and rented me a hotel. He's dead. "

After saying that, Han Qian hung up the phone and nodded to Guan Dagou. Guan Datou smashed the window with a chair and hammered down a blank banner. Then Han Qian sent someone to pick up Yeats.

Yeats arrived on the tenth floor under the protection of everyone, walked into the office expressionlessly, and stood beside Han Qian without saying a word.

Han Qian was not in a hurry. At this time, the phone rang again. Han Qian looked out the window and seemed to have no intention of answering the phone. Yeats hesitated for more than ten seconds, picked up the phone and answered the call.

"Hello, I am Secretary Yeats."

"Yeats?"

There was a question on the phone, but Yeats didn't speak, and the other party asked again.

"I'm Liu Guangming, I have something to do with Han Qian."

"It's not convenient for my husband to answer the phone right now. If Director Liu has anything to do, you can just ask me. As my husband's secretary, I don't mind if Director Liu comes to sell me a favor at this time. You can't afford to pay him back in the future."

Yeats's voice was very crisp. Liu Guangming was silent for a while on the phone, and then smiled.

"Help me make an appointment with your husband to have dinner together when you have time. Call Tu Xiao and Wu Sikuan. They are all old friends. Let's get together."

"Okay, I'll pass it on."

Yeats hung up the phone, put down the phone with both hands, and said softly.

"Liu Guangming seems to want to intercede on Wei Tiancheng's behalf. I know Liu Guangming a little bit. He can't afford it if he doesn't benefit. I guess he got some promise from Wei Tiancheng to continue our friendship?"

Han Qian pinched his chin and said calmly.

"There is no reason to break up. He wants to benefit. I can't give up my interests just because of his words. Find a time to send someone some gifts to let him understand that Liu Guangming is just a friend to Han Qian. Don't put yourself in trouble." Really like a big brother.”

"knew."

While talking, the phone rang again. Han Qian glanced at the number and said calmly.

"Luo Shande."

Yeats hung up immediately, and then the phone rang again. Yeats picked up the phone and said coldly.

"Hello, I am Secretary Yeats."

"I, Gao Jingcheng, ask Han Qian if he really wants to play Wei Tiancheng to death. If he says it's true, I'll serve a celebratory drink. If it's false, that's pretty much it."

"Tea instead of wine, my husband is injured."

Gao Xingcheng hung up the phone directly, looked at the two people sitting in the office, bared his teeth and nodded, Wu Siguan whined and lay on the sofa, moaning feebly.

"Wei Tiancheng called me and asked me to help him plead for mercy. The price he offered made me so tempted. No! I have to find a little boy to distract myself from falling in love. You two can discuss it."

Gao Xingyi stood behind the sofa, supporting his two forearms on the back of the sofa, and whispered.

"Han Qian is serious this time. Wei Tiancheng has been testing Han Qian's bottom line again and again for no good reason. I heard Liu Shengge nagging that he didn't want Han Qian to die or be injured this time. It was Wei Tiancheng who was there. Among them, the devil must be killed together with Han Qian. Luo Shande, let me give you a piece of advice, it is better to enjoy the shade under the big tree, don't ignore a big forest for a few broken peaches."

Luo Shande nodded, then looked down at Wu Siguan.

"Let's fall in love."

Wu Siguan glanced at Luo Shande and said contemptuously.

"Can you last another hour in bed? Get out if you can't."

Luo Shande sighed, and he didn't know who he was sighing for, maybe it was for his former allies. At this time, Gao Shande's phone rang. He answered the call and said a few words before hanging up and sighing.

"Okay, don't get involved. Liu Guangming called. He meant that if he dared to ask for mercy just now, he would be the next Li Dahai. Whether Wei Tiancheng can survive this time depends on his network of connections. How deep.”

Wu Sikuan took out his mobile phone and sent Yeats a text message.

[Wei Tiancheng is looking for help. 】

At Huitian Group, Han Qian continued to stare out the window in a daze. Liu Shengge called. When Yeats answered the phone, this guy scolded Yeats. Han Qian took the phone and frowned.

"I'm not in a good mood. Don't come here to be a bitch. You have something to say!"

"Wei Tiancheng gave me a lot of money! Let me beg for mercy."

"Pleading? I don't mind thinking that you sent someone to kill me. The tacit agreement between the two of us can be torn up. I can let someone kill you, which is more professional than hooking a cannon."

"Don't! You are the uncle now, and I will not risk my life with you. Mad Dog Han, what is your relationship with Feng Lun?"

"Cui Li helped me kill Gou Cannon and the killer sent by Wei Tiancheng. You can guess for yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Shengge couldn't help but shudder. Does Han Qian have such a good relationship with these two lunatics?

When Han Qian reached for the cigarette on the table, Yeats had already lit one and handed it to Han Qian. Han Qian looked out the window and continued.

"Su Liang is out. He took a risk for me this time. What should I give him? Miss Ye."

Yeats lowered his head and said softly.

"Mr. Su Liang and you are good friends, it's not for me to speak."

Han Qian sighed.

"There are more and more people asking for mercy. I didn't expect Wei Tiancheng to have so many friends in this city. It really makes me sad. The more they beg for mercy, the angrier I get. I spent half an hour on the banner. Write a word.”

"I see."

Han Qian was still waiting. At noon, the boys in District 8 had all received their money. Han Qian told them that they could disperse. As for Hou Er, he asked Xiao Hai to take him back to District 8 and take good care of him. He must not die. This guy It's still useful if you keep it.

Ye Zi brought food to Han Qian. Han Qian had no appetite. Su Liang sat across from the desk and gulped down, mumbling.

"How much do you need to prepare for this time? Qian'er, what...brother, let me think..."

"Eat your food. We brothers won't talk about this. I understand what you mean, but this time everyone will benefit, and I can't miss you. But it's useless for you to give too much. You got it out of Glory, Mr. Yan can eat me alive, I asked Yeats to choose a car for you, didn't you say that your father-in-law has always disliked your poor Xiali car? Change it!"

"Hehe, domineering! Must be domineering!"

"Didn't my aunt buy it for you? Why didn't you want it then?"

"Director Qian is Director Qian. I am short-handed when taking money from Dong. I won't be polite when taking yours. Even if there is nothing like this today, I would like to ask you to borrow some money to buy a car."

Han Qian smiled.

It is estimated that everyone in the city now knows that he is going to attack Wei Tiancheng.

Yeats took a glass of water and handed it to Su Liang, saying softly.

"Mr. Han, you don't seem to be in a hurry."

Han Qian turned around and smiled.

"Urgent? Why should I be anxious? Do you know why no one has been calling or coming here at the Yamen Gate? Don't you understand at all? Miss Ye, use your brain."

"I don't move, and I don't understand even if I move."

Yeats simply admitted that he couldn't figure it out. Han Qian blinked at Su Liang. Su Liang stood up and asked him if he needed to go out. Han Qian looked at Su Liang dumbfounded and asked him if he was stupid. Su Liang laughed innocently.

Han Qian picked up the water glass, took a sip, took a deep breath and said calmly.

"I say listen, how much you can understand depends on your own understanding. The Mid-Autumn Festival tragedy was not an accident, it was a plan that has been planned for a long time. Toad killing his wife's affair partner is just a cover. Feng Lun's purpose is not to let Feng Zhida die. , these people want more, and Feng Zhida and Wei Tiancheng at the Yamen Gate are the tools of those two people to hand over to Feng Lun. Afterwards, Feng Zhida did not expect that he was not dead. He has been using this excuse to threaten certain people, so He will eventually commit suicide in prison, and it was me who sent Feng Zhida to prison, and it was another person who forced Feng Zhida to death, but Wei Tiancheng will be blamed."

Su Liang's eyes were a bit confused, but he seemed to understand. Yeats nodded slightly, but he didn't understand everything. Han Qian continued with a smile.

"Then they were tricked by Feng Lun, so Gou Dapao showed up. That bullshit Cai Qinghu. His target was me. He wanted to find out where Feng Lun was from me and help them get back their interests. The person behind it It was difficult to take action directly, so Wei Tiancheng once again became a tool to deal with dangerous people, which means that he holds the secrets of these big guys, but no one expected that not only did he fail to hook Dapao, but he fell into my hands. Here, what a pity that such a good tool man is in jail? Some people helped him escape from prison."

Su Liang suddenly realized that this time it was Yeats' turn to be confused.

Han Qian smiled bitterly.

"Whether you hook the cannon to kill Luo Shen or kill me, it won't affect Lin Zongheng's plan, but some people want me to die more, so that Feng Lun will find a new target, and then this target will most likely be killed by them. They bribed me, but they miscalculated. Lin Zonghengqian should never have told me about this plan. After I learned about it, I deliberately angered Feng Lun and asked him to come back and cause trouble for me. When is the city's most lax defense? That is, everyone When we focus on the party, Feng Lun doesn’t necessarily want to kill me, but he will definitely kill Gou Dapao.”

Han Qian frowned and said again in confusion.

"Are you two idiots? What I'm talking about is simply that those people don't dare to let Wei Tiancheng be arrested now. If Wei Tiancheng is arrested, if this guy tells everything, the big boss behind him won't be able to handle it. This is what Feng Lun has always wanted to see, so Feng Lun told me that Wei Tiancheng gave him one million, and he wanted to use my hand to put Wei Tiancheng into prison. Now it happens that Wei Tiancheng has something in my hands. Someone who can The secret that sent him to prison, so! Today I killed someone here, and Wei Tiancheng and the people behind him have to cover up the crime for me. Now I ask you, Yeats, why should I be anxious? "

Yeats tilted his head and frowned.

"Who told you this?"

Han Qian shrugged.

"You can understand Binhai City's situation by just deducing it. Even a fool can guess it."

Yeats looked at Han Qian with somewhat horrified eyes, took a step back and said in a deep voice.

"So you used their plan to get involved? Are you planning your plan step by step? Han Qian, what are you doing?"

Han Qian smiled.

"I had no choice but to join the game. If Wen Nuan hadn't been at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, I probably wouldn't have joined the game. But if Wen Nuan hadn't been there, the game wouldn't have been possible. I have no purpose, it's just a last resort. What's the purpose? Does protecting Wen Nuan count?"

"Why?"

"It's as good as it comes. Miss Ye, go home and think about everything I said. Then you'll understand. It's best to guess what I'm going to do next. As for Liang'er, just listen to these things. Just a joke."

Su Liang smiled and nodded.

"I understand half of it. I won't worry about it. If you have anything to do, just come to me."

After saying this, the guy continued to eat.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Han Qian's cell phone rang again. This time Han Qian did not let Yeats answer the phone, he pressed the connect button and laughed loudly.

"Mr. Lin, you're fine!"

On the other side of the phone, Lin Mengde hung up the phone directly, his face as gloomy as water.

This kid figured I would call him!

Fell into a trap!