People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

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What I told her before.

Ask her to find someone to help collect the gold.

I don't know how things are going.

After returning to the yard.

He Daqing noticed.

Qin Jingru was already asleep.

He kept his composure, quietly came to the backyard, and knocked on the door of Li Yan'er's house.

The female snitch really didn't sleep.

Let's put it aside to practice.

Looks very spiritual.

After opening the door, Li Yan'er asked curiously, "Master, it's so late, why are you looking for me?

He Daqing said, "Let's talk in the room."

After entering the house.

He Daqing mentioned the matter of gold.

Li Yan'er explained, "I have already found two."

"Give them 50 yuan a month."

"Anyway, it's not limited to Pigeon City."

"The gold can be collected through various channels."

"Just buy it at the market price you said."

"You can rest assured."

"I made an agreement with them that the settlement will be made every three days."

"And the one who connected with them was someone else."

"It is the backbone that my subordinates can trust."

"This is also to prevent others from arousing suspicion, so I follow the clues to find you."

"I'll take care of things, don't worry."

He Daqing was very satisfied, and said, "Okay, let's take this matter slowly."

"It's up to fate as much as you can get."

"Don't create a situation where there is an urgent need for a lot of gold."

"Nothing like that."

"Master is not in a hurry."

Chapter 464 What an unlucky beauty since ancient times!

After discussing with Li Yan'er.

He Daqing went back to the house.

the other side.

Ran Qiuye was also pushing the bicycle.

Back to the bachelor dormitory.

This bicycle was given to her by He Daqing just now.

The license plate is ready.

It is said that it has been prepared a long time ago, and it is parked in the ear room of the small courtyard house in Datianshuijing Hutong.

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It can be regarded as a kind of compensation.

After all, it's not easy to buy a bicycle these days.

Ran Qiuye had long wanted to have it.

But the price is too high.

Bike tickets are also a problem.

Even if she was rated as an excellent teacher, she was not rewarded with such a ticket.

In fact, in the entire Zidi Primary School, only a few teachers have bicycles, which makes people jealous.

Ran Qiuye walked slowly.

The expression on his face was mixed with joy and worry.

The good news is that the male god has finally been dealt with.

The worry is, what should I do if I can't get together with this old dog.

Damn, it's a bit sloppy.

Back to the dormitory with mixed feelings.

It is already one o'clock.

Fortunately.

There is no one in the dormitory.

It's rare to have a weekend break, and many single teachers often go home to visit their parents.

So, Ran Qiuye's whereabouts.

Nor did it arouse suspicion.

She washed up and lay down on the kang.

Worrying about gains and losses.

Even insomnia.

I can't sleep.

"[-]" Seeing it, it was already past four o'clock in the morning.

She simply put on her clothes, took out the Xiaoao Jianghu she begged from Uncle He by the light, and flipped through the pages.

Ran Qiuye thought while watching.

It would be great if I were Ren Yingying, the holy lady of the Demon Sect in the story. She covered her veil all day long, her martial arts were so high, and she and Linghu Chong became a couple of gods and immortals.

Her rival in love, Yue Lingshan, ended badly. Not only did she marry a scheming man who secretly practiced the evil sword manual, but she was even killed by this scheming man.

Yue Lingshan is pretty, so she probably corresponds to Ding Qiunan.

The problem is, Uncle He, Linghu Chong, is actually a bit older.

And an old rascal.

Maybe life is just so unsatisfactory.

Read the novel to see nine o'clock in the morning.

She was finally sleepy, her eyes were swollen, and she fell into a deep sleep.

at the same time.

He Daqing woke up early.

We arrived at Zhima Hutong in advance.

He had just put fresh milk into the letter box.

Qiu Hong was wearing sportswear and trotting over.

Anyway, Qiuhong's home is far from Zhima Hutong. In fact, it takes only 10 minutes to ride a bicycle, half an hour to walk, and 20 minutes to run. It can be regarded as exercise.

He Daqing took a closer look.

Good guy!Worthy of being a heroine.

It's holding up pretty well.

Heroic and heroic.

Qiu Hong was a little surprised, "Brother, why are you here?"

He Daqing said, "I can't come?"

"This is my home."

Qiu Hong sneered and said, "That's right."

"Your daughter-in-law said that you bought this for Zhuzi's wedding."

"Come whenever you want."

"Well, I'm here to get fresh milk."

He Daqing said, "This is not waiting for you."

"Here! Give it to the child to drink!"

After receiving the fresh milk, even without He Daqing's urging, seeing that there was no one around, Qiu Hong fulfilled her promise and kissed the little old man a few times.

Qiu Hong asked, "Brother, how does it feel to be the deputy factory director?"

He Daqing said, "One word, busy."

"Why, is there anything I can do for help?"

"For example."

"You want to leave the Beijing Opera Troupe."

"Call over to our rolling mill."

"Based on your conditions, you can be a backbone in the Propaganda Department."

Qiuhong was a little moved.

Said, "Sounds good."

"But I still have a baby here."

"And my brother-in-law is still paralyzed and needs someone to take care of him."

He Daqing said, "Then hire a nanny."