After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Han Qian was sitting on the sofa with a bowl of popcorn and watching TV. Yang Jianfeng stood beside Han Qian, and in front of the TV was a row of young people kneeling, both male and female, Chinese and foreign.

And the white guy who yelled the most joy in the hospital.

Han Qian ate the popcorn in handfuls and said vaguely.

"If it's just a simple conflict today, I can accept a lawsuit, compensation, or settlement. My two buddies don't have any objections, but it's a big deal if you fucking trick us. Don't you know? Who are we? We want to rub off on Wei Jiu's heat, and then your good big brother can help you suppress it, right?"

They all knelt on the floor and lowered their heads without saying anything. Han Qian laughed.

"Let me introduce me to you. My name is Han Qian, the biggest dude in Binhai City. My aunt is a shareholder of the company, my ex-wife is the owner of the company, and my wife is the richest man in Binhai. Your good brother wants to call me Master Han. You guys are playing The anchors are all in the same circle. There is a person with the ID name Little Princess Wanwan. You should all know about it, right? Do you want me to ask her to sue you for fraud? Find your contract company and make a fuss?"

Several young Internet celebrities lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word. Han Qian pointed at the two girls and spoke.

"Win the sympathy of others and rush in to create heat. You two are very good at playing! If you like foreigners, no one will care about you, but if you say you are setting traps for our own people, where is your face? Where is your skin? Jiu'er, the two of them You are the one who was lied to. You can handle it yourself. As for these two foreigners! I really don’t like you in my country. I don’t have the ability to deport you. But in the future, don’t stay in Jinxi, Binhai and other cities. Appeared."

After they left Jinxi, Yang Jianfeng would no longer foolishly praise them. It seemed that it was not difficult to stop their live broadcast. He found Qian Wan and asked her to find a few Internet celebrities to work on this matter. The reputation was bad. , then no one will read it.

Wei Jiu waved to Han Qian and said softly.

"Don't bother. I will call the police again. After they admit it, I will contact the Internet police to block the inferior anchors. I really didn't expect that someone would use this to gain attention. They are a bunch of worthless things."

At this time, Yang Dajun stood up and walked to Huang Mao, grabbed his collar and slapped him in the face with a wave.

When Han Qian and the others left, Yang Jianfeng took out his belt. As for the outcome, Han Qian and the others no longer cared.

It was already dark when we got downstairs. Wei Jiu curiously asked Han Qian why he had bullets on his body. Han Qian shrugged and did not answer. The three old men got in the car. Yang Dajun suggested to wash his feet. He was rejected by Han Qian and Wei Jiu, especially Wei Jiu!

Absolutely no!

Now his kidney hurts when he sees a woman.

Han Qian proposed to return to Binhai overnight. Yang Dajun muttered in a low voice that it was not fun to go back so early after finally going out to play. Finally, Wei Jiu and Han Qian agreed to go back to Binhai for a drink, which finally made Yang Dajun smile.

In the car, Han Qian said softly.

"You two have also seen that Yang Jianfeng has started to engage in online marketing, Wei Jiu! I have a mountain villa business here, and I am going to start construction next spring. I want to ask you if you are in the mood, and there is no need to invest money. In the name of your cooperation with Wu Qingsi, we will invest, and you and Wu Qingsi will enjoy the share of the shares through publicity. You go back and consider it."

Wei Jiu said softly while driving.

"Hmm... I'll take our boss to you tomorrow? What you said is too perfunctory. My boss knows more about this."

"Scumbag!"

"Neptune, you call me a scumbag?"

The original plan to go out for dinner fell through. Wei Jiu was arrested by the director. Yang Dajun's wife also called. Han Qian had to go home and called Nuan Nuan. Not long after, Nuan Nuan drove to pick Han Qian up. , looking at Han Qian sitting in the co-pilot, Wen Nuan said doubtfully.

"Didn't you drink? Did you grow up today? Did you fight with someone again?"

Han Qian nodded gently, lit a cigarette and lowered the car window. He started the car warmly and said softly.

"I really obey you. Will you fight when you go out with Wei Jiu? He is a public figure. Can you pay attention to the impact!"

"Wei Jiu also took action and was tricked by several Internet celebrities. I'm hungry because of Nuan Nuan. Is there food at home?"

"There should be leftovers. Is the injury on your face serious?"

"It's okay, it's just a skin injury. Recently, you asked our dad to contact Yang Jianfeng. I always feel that this old guy is up to something bad."

"I see."

After returning home to warm up the food for dinner, Han Qian told Nuan Nuan that Wei Jiu would bring his wife to talk about the villa tomorrow, and they might make an appointment to meet at the company. Nuan Nuan held his chin in one hand and looked at Han Qian.

"Are you confused? The company has a holiday tomorrow and Saturday. Why did you make an appointment with the company?"

Since he started living a life of salted fish, Han Qian has already forgotten the day of the week. He asked Nuan Nuan in a low voice how about inviting him to the house. Nuan Nuan said that he had no objection, but it would be best to let Yeats come over. She didn't like to talk, especially with Nuan Nuan. stranger.

Things were settled for the time being. Before going to bed, Han Qian sent a text message to Wei Jiu. After thinking about it, he sent another one to Wu Qingsi, asking her to come over tomorrow. When he put down the phone, he told Wen Nuan whether to go to his mother's place anyway. Recently, my mother is having the most fun in Sichuan, and the house is also unoccupied.

Nuan Nuan hummed with his back to Han Qian.

It was a rare night when she wasn't causing trouble.

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Early the next morning, Han Qian and Wen Wenwen went to their house in the suburbs early. They hadn't seen each other in just a few days. There were more decorations in the yard. The garden on the left was changed by Wen Wen into a fish pond and rockery. Han Qian stepped forward. Squatting beside the fish pond, he pointed at the water and wondered.

"Xiao Nuan, can this fish survive in winter?"

Nuan Nuan bent down and touched the heads of the two dogs and said softly.

"Which fish have you seen that froze to death? Han Qian, can you have some common sense in life?"

Han Qian looked at the goldfish swimming in the water and whispered.

"Can we raise turtles here?"

After saying this, Wen Wen stood up and walked over to Han Qian, grabbed his ears and dragged him into the living room. Wen Wen took off his white down jacket, revealing the off-white woolen sweater underneath. Han Qian held his chin and asked softly if he had grown taller. Nuan Nuan glanced down and whispered.

"It's not long, it's thicker! You bastard, can you stop paying attention to this? Go and see if there is any more dog food. Huanhuan doesn't seem to like eating dog food."

Han Qian was lying on the sofa, holding a cigarette and said calmly.

"I've been eating chicken liver mixed with rice for seven or eight years. I definitely don't like biscuit-like dog food. I'll eat everything when I'm hungry. Dogs shouldn't be too delicate. Isn't it still alive and kicking now?"

Nuan Nuan looked at Huan Huan sitting at the door wagging his tail and said softly.

"I found that the things in your house are very strange. Have you ever seen a dog that doesn't look after the house and just takes people in?"

Han Qian glanced at the dog guarding the door and refused to enter the house, and smiled.

"We don't know why. Except for me, Huanhuan has never bitten anyone else. Oh my god! Those flowers are not dead."

He threw away the cigarette in his hand and got up and went to the bedroom to look at the flowers raised by his mother. If these flowers died, Han Qian would not be far away from death. He was busy watering the flowers and Wen Nuan went to the fish pond to feed them with fish food. Fish, the two of us living here feel more like we are living together than at home.

After watering the flowers, Han Qian took off his coat and picked up a broom to clean the snow in the yard. Nuan Nuan, who had fed the fish, sat on the small bench at the door with a handful of melon seeds and basked in the sun and ate the melon seeds.

About five minutes passed!

The two had a quarrel!

"Can you put the melon seed rinds in the bag? Who gave you this habit of being all over the floor?"

"My husband is very spoiled. If you can, beat him!"

"How much shit does your husband have? Do you believe it or not? I slapped his big ears."

"Haha, bragging!"

"Do you believe I asked you to pick up the melon seed peels you threw away with your eyelids?"

"Haha, you are so awesome! Believe it or not, I asked you to pick them up one by one."

"Warm you and go home."

"I'll call mom."

"Do you really know how to do anything but complain?"

"Husband, okay?"

She can also act cute.

Not long after, the girl took out a roll of tape from her pocket, bent over and glued all the melon seed skins that fell on the ground together. Han Qian's head was buzzing and he couldn't treat it with common sense at all. warmth.

After a while, Han Qian couldn't stand it anymore. He went out and took out a bag of snacks from the trunk of the car to keep warm!

"You eat this, and I'll beat you to death when I watch you eat melon seeds! Do you have to chip your pretty teeth?"

Nuan Nuan hugged the snack and sighed.

"Hey! My husband peels melon seeds for his wife. Who makes my life miserable? My husband doesn't care about me and even scolds me. It's so irritating!"

Han Qian tilted his head to look at Wen Nuan and said angrily.

"Go and ask whose daughter-in-law just sits on the sofa and watches TV after get off work, while her husband does all the laundry, cooking, washing dishes, and cleaning?"

"Then ask whose husband goes out to hook up with a young girl and his wife doesn't even curse her."

Han Qian was suddenly speechless, lowered his head and whispered.

"I'm going to work!"

He seemed to have inherited the old man's restless gene. He cleaned up the snow in the yard, took out a rag and started cleaning the glass. When he walked into the west room, Han Qian screamed and rushed out with the quilt in his arms, pointing to a piece on it. Mark frowned.

"Did you wet the bed?"

Nuan Nuan glanced at him and said calmly.

"When I lived here last time, I accidentally spilled coke on it. I was worried that you would see me and scold me, so I threw the quilt under it."

"You are awesome! I really want to slap you now!"

"Crazy Qiao'er? Little Han Qian, are you confused?"

Han Qian was so angry that he almost burst into tears. At this time, two people walked out of the door. Yu Shici was carrying a notebook, and Yeats was holding a tablet in his hand. These two women were wearing professional suits. It was quite a sight to see them walking in like this. .

The two of them walked past Han Qian and entered the living room. As soon as they sat down, Yu Shici shouted.

"Han Qian, network cable, I need to work."

Yeats said immediately.

"Mr. Han, a cup of coffee without sugar, thank you!"

Han Qian, who was holding the quilt, was so angry that he was about to burst into tears. He took off the quilt cover and wiped his eyes, saying angrily.

"No! Find it yourself! What the hell, my house?"