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Chapter Seven, White, Sixty-Nine

"Bang."

Han Qian slammed the door and shouted loudly.

"It's unreasonable, it's simply unreasonable. Let's go, and I won't play with him anymore."

Cheng Jin opened the door and roared.

"If you have the ability, don't come to the yamen for the rest of your life!"

Ye Zhi, who had been standing beside the two, didn't know why they had a quarrel because of it. They just talked and suddenly started arguing. Ye Zhi persuaded Cheng Jin and Chang De to chase Han Qian. After all, he persuaded them to let the two sit together again.

Han Qian shouted at the top of his throat.

"I just want you to write a review on this matter of Internet celebrities. Why can't you promote Internet celebrities?"

Cheng Jin said angrily.

"It is easy for Internet celebrities to make money, which will affect the children in the city, so that they know that studying may not necessarily make money!"

Han Qian gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Not everyone has to rely on studying to become talented! It's not that material, what's the use of sending it to Peking University? I didn't study hard, am I starving or starving to death?"

"You can't communicate with foreigners! Han Qian, if you have a little bit of culture, you will not become the gangster now, and you will not be attacked."

"Cheng Jin, are you doing personal attacks again? Lin Zongheng is an outstanding graduate of colleges and universities, and then? He is better than me now?"

"Do you think you are very powerful now? Han Qian, you are so proud."

“I have the capital to be proud.”

"There aren't many girls, no warmth behind you, and you don't even have the chance to be proud."

"I won't argue with you if you say that."

The quarrel came to an end, and Chang De and Yeats both breathed a sigh of relief. The two seemed to be tired of the quarrel. Han Qian took Cheng Jin's big tea jar and took a sip of hot water.

After about ten minutes, Han Qian spoke.

"Long Looking back, I will have a rough prototype in the year tomorrow. My villa will start to be built at that time. Will you support me at the entrance of your yamen?"

Cheng Jin frowned, shook his head after being silent for a few seconds.

"It should be because there is no support. To be precise, the city will not give you any support for the business you are involved in. This is not what I mean. It should be something Niu Guodong and Sun Zhengmin said, and the land in Dongcheng has been taken back. I have no choice but to give it to you."

"If there is nothing else, I'll leave first, you can play it yourself."

"Roll roll."

There was a fight with Cheng Jin at the entrance of the yamen. Han Qian did not expect it, and Yeats did not expect it either. In short, it was not very pleasant. After getting in the car, Yeats asked Han Qian where he was going now. Han Qian replied to go walking the dog. Yeats took a deep breath and drove to the pet hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, Rotweiner ran towards Han Qian with one leg. Seeing this silly guy, Han Qian felt much better. He squatted down and hugged Rotweiner's big head. This hundred pounds of thing hid his head in Han Qian's arms and acted coquettishly.

Looking at the splint on Rotweiner's front legs, Han Qian rubbed its big head, then opened the snacks on the shelf and started to feed. Yeats stood aside and whispered.

"Mr. Han, if you know the price of snacks in your hands, you will probably feel distressed."

Han Qian touched Rotweiler's head and said lightly.

"I don't feel sorry for you. Doubin can't get into the ground for a hundred dollars?"

Yeats shook his head.

"It can move, but I can't do it if it doesn't want to move. You can take Rotweiner out for fun."

"Forget it, I'd better keep it here quietly, hey! It's another year in a blink of an eye. Thinking about it, I seem to have done a lot of things this year, but there's nothing serious about it. Yeats, do you think I should find a job and go to work well?"

Yeats raised his hands and surrendered, saying lightly.

"I don't express any opinions, and you don't listen. Why do you ask me? I'll remind you, have you forgotten Zhao Hanqing?"

When Han Qian mentioned this guy, he slapped him on the forehead.

I really forgot about this guy, and I asked him to find some time to fight and settle the score not long ago.

People from the province suddenly came, disrupting all Han Qian's plans.

Now the dog can't walk, and everyone is busy. Han Qian suddenly feels very idle and jumps around, and then Han Qian suddenly collapses and says something.

"Damn it, I get more angry when Feng Lun hangs me in the factory. You can accompany them, and I'll drive away the car."

Yeats's face changed instantly and he said anxiously.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"Go to fight Feng Lun!"

After saying that, Han Qian turned around and left. Ye Zhi put down the teething stick in his hand and hurriedly chased him out. This would not make Han Qian too idle. Once he was idle, he might not necessarily cause anything.

Yeats grabbed Han Qian's arm and said anxiously.

"Why are you provoking that crazy man? You are not idle, you are not idle at all. I will arrange things for you now. My Mr. Han, just calm down for a while."

Han Qian frowned.

"I'm really fine now!"

"I'll find something for you."

Then Yeats drove Han Qian to Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing barber shop. Then Yeats reminded him in the ears of the two girls, and then she ran away. This was the first time Han Qian walked into the three-story barber shop.

Like a farmer entering the village, he looked at Wen Nuan sitting in front of the mirror like a princess, serving five or six people, including drinks, snacks, and a tablet playing palace dramas.

At this time, Yan Qingqing pulled Han Qian, pressed him on the chair, and then shouted to the clerk.

"Let your shop master come over and shave his buzz."

Not long after, a bald man in his thirties came over. His two assistants prepared clothes and tools for him. They looked very powerful, especially the bearded man with a chin, which looked a bit awesome anyway.

The master walked over and looked up and down at Han Qian's face and said softly.

"Didn't consider changing a hairstyle? I suggest you don't cut your hair, dyeing white or red is very suitable for you."

After saying that, Yan Qingqing, who was standing beside him, spoke.

"Don't! Don't dye his hair. He dyed it white today and will let Mayor Cheng shave his hair tomorrow. Everyone he sees is heavyweight, so it's better to get a normal haircut."

The master nodded, and at this time Han Qian said.

"How much does it cost to cut your hair here?"

"You are Mr. Yan's friend, and you will get a 30% discount."

"How much does it cost 30% off?"

"eighty."

"Get out of here! Grab the money?"

Han Qian got up and took off the scarf on his body. Then, seeing Wen Nuan's stolen eyes, Han Qian took a deep breath and sat back on the chair, and said softly.

"Can you be cheaper?"

Warm opens his mouth.

"Little Hanqian, if you don't cut your hair, go to another place to play."

After saying that, Yan Qingqing quickly pressed Han Qian's shoulder and frowned at Wen Nuan.

"Ye Zhi said just now that he was going to fight with Feng Lun. Are you going to let him out now?"

Wen Nuan suddenly stood up and walked to Han Qian, bent down and attached herself to her ear and said softly.

"You are obedient, why don't I beat you up."

Then Wen Nuan went back and continued to get her hair. Yan Qingqing stood beside Han Qian and looked at the guy. As soon as her hair was cut, she walked in with a large vase of 1.75 meters. Cai Qinghu hugged his arms and shivered.

"Oh, it's so cold~ Husband, you're staying at home honestly, what are you looking for Feng Lun!"

Han Qian glared at Cai Qinghu and gritted his teeth.

"I'm going to see you wearing such a little thing, so I'll throw it into the ice hole?"

Cai Qinghu laughed.

"My clothes are in the car. Oh, my husband, you are so lucky. Are you willing to cut your hair here? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Yan Qingqing spoke as she said.

"Cai Qinghu, can you shut up? It seems that you are talking too much?"

Cai Qinghu raised his hand and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up! Warm up and get it done quickly. After finishing your hair, go eat hot pot. It's too cold this day. Well, I feel like I have to update my husband's clothes. Aunt Ji only buys sportswear, regardless of winter or summer!"

Yan Qingqing glanced at Han Qian and said at this time Wen Nuan.

"I have to buy clothes for you. I don't know where the whole military coat was. I threw it away for two hours and ignored me. I said Han Qian was just sick and sent four or five cars for about one hundred thousand, right? I can't bear to cut my hair for 80 yuan. I'll take him to the hospital for a check-up in a while."

Han Qian ignored the conversation between the three women, and he lowered his head and secretly sent a text message.

[Feng Lun, I'm your grandma.]

The text message fell to the sea. Feng Lun, who was far away in the ice and snow in Siberia, shivered, sneezed out twice in a row, and then shouted at the door.

"Cui Li! Cui Li! Are you fucking frozen to death outside? I'm fine in Malaysia and don't look at the big girl, but I came to Siberia to watch the cold wave? I've said that thing can't be seen or touched."

"No! I can touch it, I feel like I'm about to be frozen in my urine."

As soon as these words came out, Feng Lun rushed out of the room, kicked Cui Li's butt while peeing in the yard, and said angrily.

"Damn, you don't want that thing? Get out of the house, tomorrow! You have to leave tomorrow."

"Where are you going? Didn't you say that Russian aunts are terrifying?"
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