Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1183 Han Qian is really mean

"Can you drive slower?"

"Aren't you in a hurry? Now you're asking me to slow down. Just now in the hospital you urged me to hurry up. Why are you so difficult to please?"

"It's dangerous! Just now I saw you almost run over someone's sports car. He's just a little shorter."

"What? I'm short, so can't I drive a taller car? Come on, if you don't want to sit, just go to the trunk! I'll just blindfold you."

Then Yan Qingqing parked the car on the side of the road, took off the stockings on her right leg, and covered Han Qian's eyes tightly. Then she adjusted her sitting position and stepped on the floor. The strong push on the back still made Han Qian nervous.

At this time, the captain of the traffic police brigade was standing in the monitoring room with nothing to do. He saw the Raptor at a glance, and then he saw the guy with his eyes blindfolded in the passenger seat.

What fun things are little Han Qian and Yan Qingqing doing so early in the morning?

It's simply unbearable to watch.

It took a total of twenty-five minutes for the city hospital to reach Rongyao Group during the morning rush hour. After getting off the car, Yan Qingqing kicked the tire of the Raptor.

"It's so annoying. It's so big that I can't even squeeze in when I find a space!"

Han Qian got out of the car and put Yan Qingqing's stockings on his tattooed arm, and gestured to Yan Qingqing.

"Snake Fist~Chichichi~"

The empress, who was already annoyed by the blockage, turned around and kicked Han Qian in the calf.

"Snake Fist, Snake Fist, I'll let you Snake Fist!"

Han Qian turned around, opened the car door, and gestured to Yan Qingqing while wearing a pair of sunglasses.

"Chirp chirp~Cobra~"

Yan Qingqing smiled at Han Qian.

"Come on! Bite me and let me see if I will be poisoned."

As soon as he said this, Han Qian stepped forward and bit Yan Qingqing on the face. Before Yan Qingqing could come to her senses, Han Qian ran away, went up the stairs and rushed into the hall, just in time to see Aunt Ji punching in. Han Qian stepped forward and slapped Ji Jing's butt.

"Hey ha ~ Chinese Kung Fu, only speed can't be defeated!"

Ji Jing turned her head and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Come to my office later. I've prepared something delicious for you!"

Han Qian took a step back, then took two steps forward, approaching Ji Jing and asked in a low voice.

"But what about the muscle-building bone soup? Should I add a sentence saying that my nephew should take medicine?"

Ji Jing smiled charmingly, and Han Qian turned and ran away.

No way!
No way!
Feeling sleepy in spring and exhausted in autumn, and having back pain in autumn.

He rushed into the executive elevator, but was dragged out by Sun Ya by the ear the next second. She pointed at the yellowed notice and shouted that Han Qian was not allowed to take the executive elevator. Han Qian tilted his head, grinned and muttered softly.

"Sister Yaya, are you stuck?"

Sun Ya was stunned. As the head of the public relations department and the face of the Honor Group, she absolutely could not accept that she was stuck in powder. When Sun Ya looked in the mirror, Han Qian had already run away, running along the fire escape.

I discussed life with Qin Xue for two and a half minutes in the marketing department, and when I left, I had half a pack of Huazi in my hand.

I don't like it very much.

Cai Qinghu has spoiled me so much that I now like to smoke slim cigarettes.

After going to the design department, he exchanged half a pack of Huazi for a pack of Xuanhemen. Han Qian always felt that this cigarette was not suitable for him. There was something hyped online that if you smoke, you should smoke Xuanhemen and only love one person in your life.

Then what should my mother do?
Should I love my mom or my dad?
This is a question worthy of careful consideration. Walking unsteadily in the corridor and looking at the three big words "Public Relations Department" in front of him, Han Qian forgot about lying to Sun Ya. Just as he reached the door, a white arm jumped out of the door like a snake escaping from a hole and grabbed Han Qian's ear accurately. Han Qian was about to cry out in pain, but two hands covered Han Qian's mouth and dragged him into the Public Relations Department.

boom!
Han Qian held the door frame with his right hand, which seemed to be his last act of stubbornness.

Han Qian's vest was missing when he left the Public Relations Department again.

There were a few more scratches on his back, and Han Qian shouted as he walked.

"You are spider spirits? The PR department is the Pansi Cave! You are bandits, robbers, and demons. You are capitalists, and you must be severely condemned!"

Sun Ya walked out of the door carrying two strips of cloth and shouted to Han Qian with a smile.

"Who are you talking about? Come here, little Han Qian. I want to cherish you."

Han Qian ran away!

On the eleventh floor, Han Daxianer, shirtless, smoking a cigarette, with tattoos on his arms, white hair, and tight pants, and scars on his upper body like the Amazon rain forest, walked into the General Affairs Department with a very arrogant step. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Liu Jiulong shouting in a despicable manner in Yang Lan's independent office.

"Lanlan, Lanlan, let's have dinner together tonight."

The office door was not closed.

Han Qian staggered into the office, looked at Liu Jiulong with a flattering face, then glanced at Yang Lan who was eating a cake, and Han Qian smiled at Liu Jiulong.

"I really admire your willpower! I'm convinced!"

After he finished speaking, Han Qian picked up the water cup that Yang Lan was sitting on and took a sip, then let out a painful cry with his face.

"It's so bitter! Sister Yang, next time you don't put sugar in your coffee, don't put it on the table. I'm a mean person."

Yang Lan smiled bitterly and nodded helplessly, and Liu Jiulong nodded seriously.

"You're such a mean person. Are you okay? If you have nothing to do, go out and play. I've asked Lanlan to have dinner with me."

Han Qian raised his hands. "Okay, okay! Go ahead, I'll go out and make a deal. Can you ask my sister Yang out? We'll pay for your consumption tonight. Isn't that like a cactus blooming?"

Liu Jiulong pushed Han Qian away. Han Qian stood in the general affairs department holding Yang Lan's water cup, walked behind Yao Xue and took a look.

"Well, playing games at work~husband and wife, Sister Xue, is your gaming partner an adult?"

Yao Xue narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Just turned 18, so tender."

Han Qian curled his lips and smiled.

"I see you spent a lot of money on this game, didn't you? These big wings, these weapons are glowing! Others are riding rhinos or tigers! What are you riding, a panda?"

Yao Xue nodded.

"It's a must! There's only one panda in the whole district!"

"Don't we have two at home? I'll catch one of them someday and give it a ride. Do you think it can bite me? Sister Xue, you might have work to do today."

Yao Xue put down the mouse and stopped paying attention to the copy in the team, and said softly.

“How’s the workload?”

Han Qian took another sip of coffee, then pinched his chin to think, and spoke after a moment.

"It's probably not small. This job requires calculating a lot of things, especially time! But you can play for now. I'm waiting for news from the PR department."

Yao Xue turned around and played a small dungeon using the account of the best nurse in the district. After tinkering with it for a while, Yao Xue suddenly spoke.

"Brother Qian'er, please call the boss of this game company and give me a whole bikini."

"I'll let Wanwan contact you later! Oh, my dear sister, when did you return to Binhai? Why didn't you tell me? Come, let me see if you've gained weight!"

Looking at Qian Wan who appeared at the door, Han Qian put down the coffee cup and walked towards Da Qian'er. Yao Xue took the coffee cup, took a sip, and then showed an expression of bitterness.

Their conversation was heard clearly by people in the game channel.

I know this big-breasted priest named Xue'er is willing to spend money in the game, and buys new products as long as they are released, but I didn't expect that this sister's status in reality is so awesome. She has a panda at home? And she can ride it?
I've never heard that pandas can be kept as domestic animals!
Han Qian and Da Qianer gathered together and chatted about some trivial matters.

ten o'clock.

Aunt Ji sent a text message.

【Come to my office for lunch at noon! 】

Han Qian thought for two seconds and replied.

【Why? 】

Qian Wan looked at the text message Han Qian sent back and looked at Han Qian in surprise.

"My sister-in-law asked you to have lunch with her, why did you say that? Brother, your brain cancer was misdiagnosed, but you have cerebral palsy for sure!"

"Get lost! You know nothing. It's not okay for her to ask me to go over for lunch. Qian Wan! I'm going to teach you how to analyze a sentence. Aunt Ji has a very gentle personality."

At this time, Yang Lan came over, holding a new cup and whispered.

"That's because she's gentle to you. No one in the entire company says that Ji Jing is gentle. Tell me! How do you analyze it?"

Han Qian chuckled.

"My Aunt Ji is very gentle to me, but look at this text! Come to my office for lunch at noon, and there's an exclamation mark. Normally, Aunt Ji would ask me to come to my place for lunch at noon, or say, "I'm making dumplings~ I'm making some food." But this text message definitely doesn't mean she's coming over for lunch. It's very likely that she's going to punish me, so I can't go."

At this time, another text message came.

[Are you in the General Affairs Department? I'll come find you! ]

Han Qian stood up.

"Sister Yang, I'm going to the public relations department. When Aunt Ji comes, just tell her I'm busy! Oh! Let's have dinner together after get off work, brothers and sisters. We're having a dinner together today. Deputy Liu will treat us?"

Liu Jiulong laughed.

"I just like you, kid! I'll treat you, do you want me to bring the operations department along?"

Han Qian ran away!

A few minutes later, Ji Jing came, stood at the door, took a look, then smiled at Yang Lan with narrowed eyes.

"Han Qian ran away?"

Yang Lan smiled.

"What? Are you two having a conflict?"

Ji Jing smiled.

"No, why would I quarrel with Han Qian~Lanlan, but you said~He sent me a text message asking me to wait for him at home, but when I called him, his phone was turned off. What do you think I should do?"

Yang Lan covered her forehead and said weakly.

"It's time to fight. Go to the PR department!"

"I'm going to the PR department!"

(End of this chapter)