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Han Jiang pushed the woman beside him, laughing with evil spirit. "How can Xiao Li have no eyesight? Don't you see Zhang Dong in a bad mood? Don't you hurry to accompany me? I'll take you this evening. That's not the money for one or two bottles of wine. "

Xiao Li, leaning against Han Jiang, smiles and pushes Han Jiang, "what do you say, Han Dong? I'm not here for those two bottles of wine."

So Xiao Li got up and went to Zhang Qiang.

The air conditioner in the box was turned on at a high temperature. Two men only wore shirts, and several women only wore long skirts, revealing their thighs and arms.

Originally, the woman sitting next to Zhang Qiang immediately gave way. Xiaoli sat on the sofa, her body seemed to have no bones, and she leaned on Zhang Qiang as soon as she was soft. "Zhang Dong, now that you are here, don't think about so many troubles. Xiaoli thinks you are very powerful when she sees you for the first time."

Xiao Li's voice is very unique, with a slight coquetry and whine.

Zhang Qiang outstretched his hand impolitely, with a smile on his face. "Can you see the power?"

Such a little bit of color, let Xiaoli immediately giggle, pink fist in Zhang Qiang's hand beat twice, "you say so I can not rely on, people just say you tall and powerful ah."

She specially stressed the word "mighty".

Zhang Qiang swept away the gloom on his face, took a glass of wine and handed it to Xiao Li, "what a wonderful person."

The location of the club is very hidden. If Han Jiang hadn't mentioned it, Zhang Qiang didn't know there was such a place. He turned to look at Han Jiang, "Han Dong knows this place very well."

"Ha ha, this is my industry."

Han Jiang shakes back and forth with a glass in one hand and says with a smile.

Zhang Qiang did not appear on the surface, but was surprised in his heart. Looking at the scale of the club, it's obviously not a day or two. When I was just led in from outside, I saw a lot of "dignitaries" along the way.

"Han Dong is so hidden."

Zhang Qiang said with unclear meaning.

In the business circle of a city, how many people are sincere in persuading Han Jiang, and how many people are superficially respectful and internally despised. Even if there is no statistics, Zhang Qiang knows it. Most people think that Han Jiang is relying on the family of Yue, but according to the current situation, Han Jiang may have long been able to ignore the family of Yue.

"Han Dong is so hidden."

Zhang Qiang said.

Han Jiang a face proud, "easy to say, easy to say."

At more than three in the morning, the number of people in the club has finally become a lot less. Han Jiang put on his overcoat and came out of the box. He waved to the waiter waiting at the door.

"Go in and take two pictures."

Han Jiang said in a low voice.

The waiter didn't even ask why, nodded and walked into the box.

With a smile on his lips, Han Jiang waited for the waiter to come out again, patted him on the shoulder, took his mobile phone, and the Secretary behind him immediately took out a stack of money and handed it to the waiter, "go and buy a new mobile phone."

The waiter put the money away without saying a word.

Jing Xingchen is lying on his bed and sighs comfortably. As the saying goes, the golden and silver kennels are not as good as their own small kennels. What's more, the kennels are not small at all, and they are very comfortable.

This evening, mingjianzhong worked hard to make a table of good dishes, all of which are good to Jing Xingchen. She unconsciously ate a little more. It was cold outside, so she couldn't go out to eat. Under the guidance of Ming Jianzhong, she gave all five dogs a bath.

Rolling on the bed, Jing Xingchen took out his mobile phone and looked at it, then closed his eyes.

The next day, s city wind has lost the leaves of the branches back and forth of the sway, Jing Xingchen stood by the window, some worry will break.

"Where's uncle?" Jing Xingchen drinks porridge with a small bowl in his hand and asks Mingyang, who is studying in the living room.

"Walk the dog."

Ming Yang said without raising his head.

Jing Xingchen was silent for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the wind outside, some speechless, "what do you say? Did I hear you wrong? "

"No," Mingyang peeled off the little orange and stuck his eyes on the book. "It's just going to walk the dog. The dog's son has to exercise. Exercise makes people happy and makes the dog healthy. Your uncle's words are the same."

Jing Xingchen finished the last mouthful of porridge and collapsed on the sofa. He suddenly thought, "shall we set up a dog farm for my uncle?"

Mingyang took up his pen and quickly wrote the answer in the book. He didn't want to chat with Jing Xingchen at all.

Having nothing to do at home, Jing Xingchen becomes the customer service of her shop. As the Chinese New Year approaches, everyone hopes to buy a new dress. Even underwear is no exception. More than ten orders have been sold in one morning.

Jing Xingchen whistled a failure, put down the tablet, stretched out and asked, "what do you want to eat?"

Mingyang smacks his mouth. The new year's goods in his family are all operated by mingjianzhong. There are all kinds of things. In addition, someone has come to deliver special products to mingjianzhong, so the kitchen can't put any of the things in his family.Jing Xingchen suddenly asked, he was really asked.

Ming Jianzhong just walked into the house and heard Jing Xingchen's question. Five dogs immediately rushed over and surrounded Jing Xingchen. Their tails wagged fast and sharply.

Jing Xingchen laughs and kisses Bai er.

"Have instant boiled mutton for lunch?" While changing shoes, Ming Jianzhong said, "yesterday an old man killed sheep in a sheep farm. I bought a lot of them, including bones. This morning I began to make soup."

"It's mutton."

Jing Xingchen said, "but it doesn't taste at all."

Mingjian showed a proud look, "that's not true. I learned it from others. I don't have the smell of mutton at all."

Jing Xingchen smiles and squints her eyes. She and Mingyang share the same taste. She likes mutton, but she is not sensitive to the smell of mutton. It takes a lot of effort to make mutton related dishes in mingjianzhong.

"Thank you, uncle."

Jing Xingchen shakes his head and runs into the kitchen.

The stew pot is bubbling with heat. Jing Xingchen takes a deep breath and is very happy. She helped Ming Jianzhong clean up all the dishes for lunch and talked with him about his work.

"Is Shen lie good to you?" Ming Jianzhong suddenly asked.

Jing Xingchen was startled and almost cut his finger with his right hand. Mingjianzhong glared at her, "it seems that it's not good for you, otherwise how can you hear his name like this?"

Jing Xingchen couldn't laugh or cry, picked up the knife again, cut the vegetables quickly, and said, "he's very good to me, well, I like him very much."

Jing Xingchen has never been in love before. It's really not clear before Ming Jianzhong. But as far as her current state is concerned, I'm afraid she hasn't, otherwise she would have been exposed for a long time.

Ming Jianzhong looks at Jing Xingchen while washing vegetables. She cuts vegetables with her head down, but her smile can't hide.

Ming Jianzhong's eyes flashed a trace of worry. Since he knew that Jing Xingchen was in love with Shen lie, he was not idle. He asked someone to check the Shen family. As expected, the more powerful the family was, the more filthy it was.

Shaking his head, Ming Jianzhong drives out the ideas in his mind temporarily. Since the star likes him, he can only protect the star as much as possible.

Ming Hao came out of the study, sat on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, a trance. Mingyang quickly picked up the books, put them on the table, took out the cups of several people and poured the drinks.

They always eat things like hot pot on the tea table in the living room. Several people around the table are all sitting on the carpet, lively and happy.

Before the soup pot was taken out, Jing Xingchen took the lead in taking two photos and sent them to Shen lie, "we have mutton soup pot at noon today. What do you eat?"

Shen lie's reply is very quick, "eat with Chengzhi."

Jing Xingchen knows he Chengzhi's existence because when she was with Shen liegang, he Chengzhi sent more than 30 wechat messages to ask who Shen liegang was. The mobile phone was as like as two peas in her hand, and she saw He Chengzhi's voice in a continuous way, and then she saw more than 30 pieces of the same message, even the punctuation was unchanged.

"Well, I'll go and eat."

Jing Xingchen replied, then put the mobile phone into his pocket and went out with the vegetable basket.

Mingyang pulls Jing Xingchen to sit down and asks mysteriously, "how long have you been with brother Shen? Brother Shen is not interesting enough. He is with you and doesn't tell me. Anyway, I'm a matchmaker... " Mingyang stopped talking, laughed twice, pointed to the mutton soup, picked up chopsticks, looked forward to, "it looks delicious."

"What?" Jing Xingchen squinted.

Mingyang looks innocent, "at least I'm a beauty."

There was silence in the living room. When mingjianzhong came out of the kitchen with meat, he almost threw away the basket. His face was a little strange. "Are you stimulated?"

Ming Yang is very good-looking. He and Ming Hao are heterozygous twins. They don't look the same. Ming Hao is more like Ming Jianzhong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but Ming Yang is more like his mother, which really deserves the word "beauty". However, Mingyang has always hated this adjective. If someone describes him like this, a fight is light.

Jing Xingchen takes a meaningful look at Mingyang. Mingyang immediately turns his head and doesn't look at her.

Ming Jianzhong has a good amount of wine, but because of his illness, Jing Xingchen has sent out all the wine in his collection. There is no alcoholic drink in this family now.

Ming Jianzhong is drinking the juice squeezed by his own home, but he is not satisfied. As soon as he is ready to speak, Jing Xingchen says with a smile, "uncle, the juice is so delicious."

Ming Jianzhong can't laugh or cry, "you girl!"