Chapter 72 Mr. Xiao Qin is online

"I didn't draw this." Sun Xin sat aside with his arms folded, watching the change in his face, and sighed in his heart, why didn't he notice that he was so ugly before.

Maybe you know the scandalous things he has done, so looking at him now, you feel particularly disgusting?
Isn’t there a saying that looks come from the heart?

Didn't he draw it?
Yang Pengcheng frowned slightly, glanced slightly, and looked at Grandpa Qin and Old Master Wen. Finally, his eyes fell on the latter. Firstly, Mr. Qin didn't know how to draw, and secondly, he didn't dare to mess with him.

As for this person whom I have never met, he is probably not a big shot, so it doesn't matter.

He asked: "Did you, old gentleman, paint this painting?"

He called Mr. Old, but there was not much respect in his eyes.

Congee frowned, feeling a little unhappy. She swayed her little foot and kicked him on the leg. She said, "I drew it."

In fact, the person in the painting was not him. It was originally just an ordinary sketch, but Congee used a trick to make him think that the person in it was him.

If not for the lack of time, I really want to make a real portrait of him.

"You?" Yang Pengcheng looked over, but because of Mr. Qin behind her, she dared not speak out in anger, so she only asked: "Little girl, have I ever provoked you?"

"You didn't offend me, I just don't like you." Congee said a classic saying from a naughty kid. Yang Pengcheng was about to get angry when he heard what she said next, and his body trembled suddenly and he looked at her in disbelief.

Porridge asked angrily: "How does it feel to snatch other people's things, okay?"

Is it easy to make money?How many spirits did she have to catch, how many nights did her uncle have to stay up to earn money, and yet he just took it away.

Too shameless!
Thinking about it, sparks flashed out of Porridge's eyes. What she hates most is people who steal money!hateful!
Yang Pengcheng was horrified and said subconsciously: "Stop talking nonsense!"

You still don't admit it?Porridge frowned even more. He took something out of the piggy bag he was carrying, stood up on tiptoes and threw it on the table. "Ephedra, lobelia, and cohosh are all medicines that can cause the heart rate to increase. Uncle Foot Picker." Staying up late for a long time is already harmful to the heart, but if you give him this, you are clearly killing someone intentionally!"

Uncle Picking Your Feet... Lu Xiang was lying in the big e-sports coffin, opening a crack with his hands and listening to the movement outside. Hearing this name, the corner of his mouth twitched. What kind of name is this.

However, Yang Pengcheng's face is so beautiful, it rivals the color palette.

Although Yang Pengcheng didn't know who the foot-picking uncle she was talking about was, after hearing her talk about staying up late and dying suddenly, and combining the words before and after, he immediately knew who she was talking about.

He calmed down and didn't expect that she would get all this. But Lu Xiang had been cremated. Who knows how he died.

Thinking about it, he calmed down and said with a smile: "Little girl, you have to speak with evidence. You can't accuse me of killing people just by saying something. If you slander me, I can sue you for slander."

"Really?" Grandma Qin has such a bad temper, can she bear someone threatening her precious granddaughter in front of her?She sneered, slammed the table, and said angrily: "Then you try to sue us! If you can't sue us today, the Qin family will make you worse than death!"

Hearing this, Yang Pengcheng's heart trembled, and the rising arrogance suddenly fell silent.

But he still emphasized: "I walk upright and sit upright."

fart.

Grandma Qin rolled her eyes and turned to look out the door, "Second brother, you've been bullied to this extent and why don't you come in? Is this how you treat your child's second uncle?"

Outside the door, Qin Xu smiled helplessly, his mother still had such a bad temper.

The next moment, with a serious expression on his face, he pushed the door open and entered.

Lunchou also turned around and saw that he was wearing a police uniform, his body was upright, and he had an aura of justice around him. He looked very powerful. His eyes lit up and he looked at him in amazement.

Qin Xu was almost amused by her eyes, coughed lightly, turned to look at Yang Pengcheng, and said in a cold tone: "Yang Pengcheng, you are suspected of intentional homicide, come with us."

When he was at home, he didn't talk much and was quite kind, but now, his eyes were so cold that one could be frightened just by looking at him.

How could Yang Pengcheng resist his gaze? His knees softened and he almost knelt down.

He held on and said: "No, there is no evidence, even the police can't lie."

Hearing this, Qin Xu sneered, "If there is no evidence, I won't come. Let's go. I'll let you take a good look at the evidence later."

As he spoke, he glanced at the person behind him. The two policemen immediately understood and without talking nonsense to him, they handcuffed him directly and pulled him out.It was working time, and many people saw this scene and looked at him in disbelief.

Has he committed a crime?

Noticing those gazes, Yang Pengcheng's face turned red. Thinking of the evidence Qin Xu said, he turned pale again and trembled.

Just as Congee was about to follow her, Grandma Qin grabbed her fleshy little arm and said, "Congee, be good, I'll leave the rest to your second uncle. We won't go to the police station."

What's so fun about a place where prisoners are interrogated? It's so depressing.

"Okay grandma!" Congee listened to her grandma's words the most. Although she was very curious, she obediently didn't follow her if she didn't let her go.

In the evening, as soon as Qin Xu came back, Congee immediately ran over to ask how it was.

Lu Xiang's ears also hurriedly came over.

Qin Xu hugged her and sat on the sofa, and said: "Yang Pengcheng has a poor psychological quality and refused to admit it at first. Later, when we took out the surveillance camera, he gave up and soon gave up. He admitted that he was the one who killed Lu Xiang. Game He also stole it."

"Oh." Congee nodded, very satisfied with the result, but I didn't know what Lu Xiang thought about it.

Thinking about it, she turned around and saw Lu Xiang squatting in the corner wiping his tears, crying and laughing, which made people feel a little sad.

His revenge was avenged, but the others were gone.

Congee felt a little uncomfortable, and asked Qin Xu softly: "Second uncle, can you tell everyone that this game was created by a person named Lu Xiang?"

"Of course. The arrest of Yang Pengcheng has been in the news today. The police have to give an explanation to the public and will make the matter public at that time."

"Second uncle is great!" Qi Zhou clapped his hands excitedly, "In this way, everyone will remember Uncle Foot Picking and won't forget Uncle Foot Picking!"

Lu Xiang looked at her movedly and asked, "Can you please stop calling him a foot-picking uncle?"

Taking a deep breath, Lu Xiang also controlled his emotions, floated over and said, "Then little Heavenly Master, I will leave my game to you."

"Ah?" Chu Pou suddenly made a sound, causing Qin Xu to look over. She smiled at him pretending to be stupid, and when he turned his head away, she quickly took out a barrier talisman and separated her and Lu Xiang. Covering it, he waved his hands and said, "But I don't know how to play games."

"It's okay. You can find professional people to manage the company's affairs."

Anyway, he is no longer here. If it weren't for the Little Heavenly Master, he would still be confused even after he died. Now that Yang Pengcheng has also joined, someone has to take care of the company. It's not that he wants the company too much, it's mainly because the games he doesn't want him to make are gone. .

"Little Heavenly Master, just accept it and consider it as my thank you gift."

"Take it, take it." Grandmaster also said, it's all money!
His eyes were sincere, and the grandfather in the bag kept urging her to accept it. He was noisy in her ears until her head hurt. Qoru pinched the mouth of the bag tightly with one hand to prevent him from coming out, so as not to scare Lu Xiang. , he couldn't help but nodded, "Okay."

Then I have to trouble my dad about this.

She is still a child and doesn't understand this.

Seeing that her chubby little face was wrinkled with worry, Lu Xiang was also a little amused. I don't know how many people in the company are still thinking about it, and they all want to eat this piece of fat, so she is like a hot potato, " Don’t worry, I will take care of it.”

Just get an equity transfer agreement, that's all easy to say, but as for how to manage it, no one knows better than her richest father. .

Qin Xu turned around and saw the little girl's brows furrowed into a small hill. She was holding her fleshy cheeks with both hands, looking like a social worker who didn't want to go to work. She couldn't help but laugh, "What's wrong?"

Porridge sighed and shook his head, like a young adult: "There is too much money, I am worried."

It is more convenient to give the bank card directly to the company than to give it mainly to the company. It also has to be managed, which is very troublesome.

What a Versailles statement.

Qin Xu was amused, and just as he was about to speak, the phone suddenly burst into laughter. When he looked down, his face suddenly changed slightly...

(End of this chapter)

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