It's so sweet, the little uncle is addicted to her

Chapter 13 Returned

Although the group leader turned off the mic, all members of the second group were unanimously afraid to speak out.

The boss is still in school! ? ! ?
The painter Ling became famous in the painting and art circles eight years ago! !
Now a student, how old was he eight years ago?

junior high school?Or elementary school? !

This is quite a blast in the entire painting world!

Jiang Lei was very disturbed, rubbing his hands together and waiting for Lin Qin to answer.

But Lin Qin was quite calm: "I'm in school, it's okay, let's continue."

In the past, the information was erased because he was underage, but now it doesn't matter.

After speaking, she slid the mouse, and then sketched the explanation on the drawing board.

But the second chat group exploded directly.

Soft and cute Guagua:! ! ! ! ! !

Hollow marshmallow: @不是丰汉少@小喷@松葳糖糕@...Come out and lose money [呲牙]
mobs: no
Mob: It doesn't matter if the boss is a beauty!It's unscientific to be so young

Handsome guy with empty gloves: A cool painter with a girly appearance and an extreme rationality inside, who knows, I'm going to love it to death! !
Yogurt: understand, understand, understand! !
Yogurt: But did you hear the voice of the man talking to the boss just now? woccccc sounds so good!
Soft and cute Guagua: He even claims to be the big brother's uncle! !It's outrageous, who kind of person tells a little girl in school in that tone that you don't need to be polite to your uncle, am I the only one who thinks it's strange? ?
Xianxian: Don't you think the voice of the big brother uncle is a bit familiar?
Milk tea Xiaorui: Isn't the point that the boss seems to be a high school student?College students generally seldom live with their families, right?

Jiang Lei: Still in the meeting! ! !Pay attention to interaction!Don't listen to the boss's explanation, the bonus will be deducted! !

What an unlucky colleague!

Jiang Lei hates iron and iron to open the group silence.

Jiang Lei: Go and listen!
Lin Qin dutifully pointed out the problems of all the drawings, and gave suggestions one by one.

Jiang Lei was very grateful: "It's been hard work! Boss, you have worked hard, we are going to revise the manuscript, you should rest early!"

Don't dare to delay the boss's study.

"Well, goodbye." Lin Qin exited the meeting room and forked a few pieces of fruit to quench his thirst.

Looking at the dishes that are very friendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder, I couldn't help but think of Uncle Yan.

I seem to see him often before the age of four or five, but my childhood memory is not clear.

Later, in the summer when he was eight years old, Lin Yi took Aunt Yan Fei back to his grandparents' house with him.

Aunt Yan Fei and the three of the Lin family chatted and laughed, while Yan Shang sat aside and rarely interrupted.

Lin Qin's clearest impression was that this uncle was really good-looking, using her vocabulary at the time to describe him as handsome and aloof, so she followed Yan Shang not far or near to admire his handsome face for several days.

But she said very little, and when she came out, there were always two old people from the Lin family nearby, so no one paid attention to her actions.

That is, in that year, after Yan Shang left, Lin Qin gradually became an out-and-out face control.

It's a pity that in these years, I haven't met anyone who is more in line with her aesthetics than Uncle Yan.

So Lin Qin agreed to her mother's request to transfer to the No. [-] Middle School of the city, and the reason was that she wanted to see this good-looking uncle again.

What I never expected was that the person who couldn't speak a few words to his elders all day long became the "caring" uncle who has to count his dishes with his fingers when cooking.

Lin Qin was quite puzzled.

Maybe the change of people's personality is so contrary to common sense.

With that in mind, she clicked on the program for searching information for Ding and the dialogue box of Tiangan Organization.

Ren: 1
Peng Li just cleaned up his body covered in oil and blood, and was about to transfer money to Lin Qin.

Reply immediately when you see the message.

Ding: Thank you for today's work!
Ding: Those sons of bitches escaped the sea without your help.What a fucking bunch of heartless scum!
Lin Qin frowned unconsciously when he thought of the words he had seen before.

Ren: Black market trading?

Peng Li was stunned for a moment.

Ding: You know?Have you read those documents?
Ren: I know, I haven't seen it.

Ren: The file name has location and time information, I guess.

Ding: What the hell?Did you guess?Which unit do you belong to?
the ninth of the ten Heavenly Stems:…

Ren: Remember to pay the bill.

Ding: Dude, no, if we were our own, wouldn't we be able to avoid the money?

Ding: Why haven't you spoken yet?

Lin Qin thought of several times he accidentally captured information on the Internet.

Ren: halved
She quickly retrieved her browsing records and integrated several highly relevant pieces of information together.

Ren: [file]

With a cigarette in his mouth, Peng Li dragged the mouse and clicked to accept.

Screenshots of several emails popped up.

One of the special names and ip location made Peng Li's eyes warm, and he stood up suddenly.

The chair was brought to the ground, and the soot fell directly on the bare arms.

But he stared at the two short lines in the center of the screen as if he didn't notice.

[The goods model matches. 】

[Send the xj26 to the designated place within three days. 】

"boom--"

Peng Li's fist hit the computer desk hard.

He hammered the not-so-firm table in the inn until its legs wobbled.

He typed furiously.

Ding: Where did you get this thing?
xj26…

It was his comrade-in-arms who had sacrificed for nearly ten years.

xj is the initials of Xie Jin's name.

26, was the age when he was targeted by those people.

It is also the age of death.

However, the most ridiculous thing is that the hero who died in the line of duty cannot leave his name, and can only exist in the transaction of the villain with a shameful code name.

The next few emails are similar in content.

But these few flimsy pictures can give Peng Li a higher level of authority, and a bargaining chip to track down this matter to death.

Lin Qin rarely does things without a clear purpose.

However, when she thought of the shady things that might be related to this incident, her intuition drove her to send this email.

Ren: My crawler software automatically collects it, and it should be related to the keywords in your previous documents and stored.

Ding: Thank you very much.

Panting heavily, Peng Li sat back in his chair, raised his hand to wipe his face, pinched off the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray.

Send another message to Lin Qin.

Ding: Dude, thank you very much. I have the opportunity to treat you to dinner.

Xie Jin was the first squad leader he joined the special forces battalion, and he always hated him, but he always protected him like a calf every time he was in trouble.

Until the search mission was carried out, the old squad leader retreated to cover him, and fell into a trap full of spikes alive.

But if he was only tortured and kidnapped, the squad leader still had the hope of coming back alive.

Those scumbags actually took the squad leader's blood on the spot and used it for type matching!

So fearless that it makes people horrified...

Peng Li's throat was choked, and he unscrewed the mineral water and took a few sips to calm down a little.

He was discharged from the army in the second year after the squad leader died because he failed the psychological test.

He started a company with the resources of his family, and all the money he earned was invested in tracking down that insane organization.

For nine years, every time the key was found, an invisible force blocked the door. Those people even dared to send threatening letters to Peng Li's family.

That's why Peng Li studied hacking techniques hard and tried to find evidence from the Internet.

Joining the Tiangan Organization is to find help.

Lin Qin was the biggest surprise he had encountered in the past nine years.

……

"Qinqin? Are you awake?"

A low, magnetic voice came from outside the door, followed by several regular "dong dong" sounds.

Lin Qin opened his eyes in a daze, got up and reached for his cell phone.

[07: 15]
Her biological clock is fixed, and she usually wakes up on time at seven o'clock, why did she oversleep today.

Yan Shang seemed a little worried: "Is it because you are not feeling well? Do you want uncle to ask you for leave?"

"I'm fine, I'm getting up now." Lin Qin was a little dazed when he just woke up, but now he has calmed down, changed his clothes quickly, washed up and went out.

"Uncle Yan?" Why are you still standing at the door?

Yan Shang stared at her face carefully, and asked worriedly: "Are you really all right? Why do you think your face is a little pale?"

Pale?
Lin Qin's eyes were puzzled for a moment, something flashed in his mind, he suddenly turned and went back to the bedroom, blocking Yan Shang from the door.

"Qinqin? What's wrong with you? Let's go to the hospital if you don't feel well!" Yan Shang raised his voice.

"I'm fine." Lin Qin pursed her lips, took out clean clothes and sanitary napkins, and went to the bathroom.

Yan Shang waited in fear for several minutes, and when she finally opened the door, he didn't care about Lin Qin's obsession with cleanliness, so he directly raised his hand to check his forehead temperature with the back of his hand.

Lin Qin raised his head and took two steps back, lowered his eyes and explained: "It's just the menstrual period, I forgot about it."

She was a little annoyed.

I shouldn't have drawn pictures too late last night, completely forgetting about my menstrual period, so I had to throw away all the stained sheets and clothes and replace them with new ones.

Yan Shang's arm, which was still in mid-air, froze, he quickly retracted his hand to cover his mouth, and coughed lightly.

"Time is a little tight, I'll take you to school first."

Yan Shang packed his breakfast and took it to the car together with his lunch box.

"The blue box is breakfast, eat it directly in the car."

Lin Qin took the thermal bag, "Thank you, Uncle Yan."

"I said you don't need to be polite to uncle."

Fortunately, the morning rush hour had just started, and the distance was not too far, so Yan Shang delivered her on time.

Watching Lin Qin get off the car, he did not forget to tell him: "If you feel uncomfortable in school, please ask for leave and go home. Remember to send me a message."

Lin Qin had gotten used to his friendly attitude, nodded and said, "Uncle Yan, you don't need to pick me up after school today."

"What?" Yan Shang tightened his fingers.The little girl thinks he is annoying?
"I'm going to the mall to buy clothes after school." Lin Qin glanced at the time, "I'm going to school first, goodbye uncle."

Seeing her back as she turned and left, Yan Shang heaved a sigh of relief.

Just don't bother yourself.

He was once again thankful for Lin Qin's slowness.

Take out your phone and open WeChat.

Yan: [Transfer 100000.00 yuan]

Yan: [Transfer 100000.00 yuan]

Yan: Give me the bank card number, if it is not enough, uncle will transfer it to you.

Lin Qin stepped on the bell and walked into the classroom.

Tian Xin gnawed on the egg-filled biscuits while turning around and asked her, "Qinqin, what is this big bag of yours?"

"..." Lin Qin was silent for a few seconds.

"lunch."

"You actually brought your own food hahaha." Tian Xin stretched her neck to look into her bag, "What kind of food do you have? Did you cook it yourself?"

"My uncle made it." Lin Qin adjusted the stacking height of several insulation boxes, folded up the bags, and stuffed them into the drawer.

"Uncle? Is your chef?"

Although the students in class one are not all rich, most of the parents who can educate their children well in the imperial capital and send them to the city's No. [-] middle school have some financial strength.

It is normal to hire nannies and aunts, but hiring a chef at home is a class above.

Tian Xin looked at her curiously: "Your family is not like the one where eight chefs cook a meal, right?"

Lin Qin raised his eyelids and stared at her puffed cheeks for a few seconds, making Tian Xin's cheeks feel hot.

Only then did he explain: "It's a relative and uncle, I'm renting at his house."

"Oh oh oh." Tian Xin turned back to her desk, took a few sips of soy milk, and suddenly coughed.

After finally recovering, she didn't even bother to eat the last few mouthfuls of pancakes, she bowed and turned to the back table.

Pressing his voice, he asked: "Qinqin, the boys in our class said a few days ago that you have a very handsome uncle! He is 1.9 meters tall! Could it be a relative who cooks for you?"

"It's him." Lin Qin confirmed.

"Damn it! I heard you're still very young, they thought it was your partner." Tian Xin took out a tissue on her desk and wiped her mouth, then leaned closer.

"Qinqin, when is he coming to pick you up again? Can you show me how handsome our uncle is?" Tian Xin laughed a few times, a little silly.

Lin Qin somehow likes to see her silly and cute expression.

Then I thought about it seriously, "If you don't come today, maybe tomorrow."

Tian Xin: "Why don't you come today?"

Lin Qin: "I'm going to go shopping, so he doesn't have to pick it up."

"Oh... what do you want to buy? I'll accompany you after school. It just happens that the temperature is going to heat up recently, so I want to buy some spring clothes."

Xu Minglei listened for a long time in the back row.

He picked up the pen and poked Tan Yubo's back, and asked in a low voice, "The two of them are going shopping, do you want to go?"

Tan Yubo glanced at him sideways, but said nothing.

"Should I go? If I want to go, I have a way." Xu Minglei pretended to look at Tian Xin casually.

Playing together for two and a half years, I have never seen her smile so happily to herself.Grass... Jealousy!
Tan Yubo was still looking at the textbook, and when Xu Minglei asked him, he couldn't stop thinking about Lin Qin.

"Squad leader, don't take it with you? Tell me, don't wait for my buddy to go and blame me for not taking you." Xu Minglei hammered him on the shoulder.

Tan Yubo still hesitated, and asked him, "What can you do?"

"Don't worry about it." Xu Minglei withdrew his hand, with a smug expression on his face, and even deliberately said: "The mountain people have their own tricks."

Lin Qin didn't see the message from Yan Shang until lunch.

L:?
She made a question mark.

Uncle Yan lent her a house to live in, and gave her money back?Is this reasonable?

Yan Shang waited for the news all morning, but he didn't expect to wait for this.

Yan: What's wrong?
Yan: I will give you the money to buy clothes.

Yan: Not enough?
Yan: [Transfer 100000.00 yuan]

Yan: There is a limit, please give me the card number.

L: ...

Lin Qin didn't understand.

She received self-reliance education since she was a child. Before the age of 12, Lin Yi gave pocket money every month and a separate large sum of money every year. She basically didn't spend much and saved a lot of money.

One of the old couple in the Lin family taught painting and calligraphy, and the other played the piano all his life. Although they received little pocket money, their skills were passed on to Lin Qin.

Since she was ten years old, she has consciously guided her to exchange her labor for compensation.

And Lin Qin was much more interested in painting than music, so the two of them knew and supported the matter of accepting commercial manuscripts to make money.

In her cognition, there is no such thing as accepting gifts from others for no reason.

L: Refunded

L: Refunded

L: Refunded

L: Thank you Uncle Yan, I have money.

Yan Shang stared at the screen of the phone, his expectant face turned cloudy, and the corners of his mouth drooped down in frustration.

　The plot in the first half of the chapter does not dare to write in too much detail, I hope you understand QAQ
　　
　
(End of this chapter)