Chapter 225 My Father Invites Me

Not long after Li Jinhai left, someone actually came to give money. However, this guy and Han Qian were not so friendly. When they were in the hospital, this guy was asking Han Qian aggressively. He didn't look good when he came to give money today.

He was transferred to the area to work as a film police officer for a few days, and now he was transferred back to work as a civilian. He threw the money on the sofa and muttered something dirty.

Han Qian was too lazy to talk to him, or he didn't have time to talk to him now.

The coffee table was broken, and so was the tea set on the table.

Yan Qingqing told Han Qian to clean up all the glass debris, so there would be no need to pay.

Neither of them paid attention to the paper bag on the sofa. The money was not considered a burial. It was a reward for attracting firepower to the Yamenmen. Now there are only two people who have the clues to the Yamenmen. One is Feng Lun, who has not yet been arrested and brought to justice. , one is Han Qian.

These two guys have mastered the secret, but Han Qian's threat to the Yamenmen is not high. After all, he has no reason or responsibility to expose everything.

But these people spying on secrets were not safe. The Yamenmen also wanted to see who wanted to provoke Han Qian. They also guessed that there was someone behind Feng Lun, and then started investigating him, in case they could touch him. Any clues? As for not moving Feng Zhida now, he is also thinking about whether he can seduce Feng Lun back.

Feng Zhida is the bait, and so is Han Qian.

That's why Han Qian scolded him as a 'shit relative'.

Seeing Han Qian squatting on the ground with one hand to clean up the glass debris, Yan Qingqing called Yang Jia and asked her to come and help instead of going to the general department to be lazy. After hanging up the phone, Yan Qingqing held her chin with one hand and looked at Han Qian , asked softly with an expressionless face.

"You are short of this one hundred thousand now? There is no need to take risks for this little money, right?"

Han Qian, who was squatting on the ground, sighed softly.

"Que, a dollar is good to me now, and I can't refuse this money. Yesterday, Cheng Jin asked the fire fighters and sanitation people to come to your place, and also to Wen Nuan. This clearly told me that the Yamen Kou'er is not someone to be bullied, and the result will be the same whether he accepts the money or not."

Yan Qingqing shrugged and said again.

"Then you will tell Wen Nuan that Li Jinhai dug a hole for you?"

"No, Wen Nuan and I rarely talk about these things. After all, Li Jinhai is her uncle. It's okay for me to know some things myself. There is no need to make it known to everyone. Besides, Li Jinhai doesn't have these colorful things in his head. There are more people from the yamenmen, and there are quite a few people from the yamenmen who hope that I die in an accident."

After saying this, Yan Qingqing stood up suddenly, with an evil look on her face, and said angrily in a low voice.

"You mean you're in danger?"

Han Qian grinned.

"It's to be expected. After all, everyone thinks I have everything under control."

While the two were talking, little Yang Jia quietly pushed the door open and came in without knocking. It was hard to suspect that she didn't want to eavesdrop or peek at something, but she only saw the debris on the floor.

The shards of glass on the ground made little Yang Jia's head feel a little uncomfortable. She stood at the door in shock for a long time, muttering something in a low voice that these were too passionate.

I don't know what's inside her little head.

The more he explained to her, the more confused he became, so just let her think as she pleased, turned around, picked up the paper bag on the sofa, put it on Yan Qingqing's table, and said softly.

"Bring me two thousand."

"Why do you need so much?"

"Nuan Nuan has gone back to her parents' house. I don't know if she will come back today. I have to keep some food money in my hand."

"Are you sure you didn't use the money to buy rabbits for Ji Jing?"

"Are you jealous too?"

Yan Qingqing rolled her eyes, took out the money in the bag one by one and put it in her handbag. Then she took out the red wallet and counted two thousand yuan and handed it to Han Qian. Yan Qingqing squinted at Han Qian. He pouted.

"Han Daxian'er is very leisurely. You eat Korean noodles, watch movies, and catch dolls. Why didn't I realize that you still have this mood?"

Han Qian took the money and said with a smile.

"If a little girl like you sees through it easily, I will no longer be Han Daxian'er."

"Okay, okay, stop bragging. I've saved this hundred thousand for you. If you run out of pocket money, come to me and ask for it. Don't always let Nuan Nuan give you money. After all, she is the ex-wife and I am the boss. I will give it to you. Money is the right thing to do.”

"Then give me your salary."

"Get lost."

After saying that, Yan Qingqing stood up and motioned for Han Qian to sit with her first. She was going out to do some business. As soon as Yan Qingqing left, Xiao Yang Jia immediately called the company's cleaning staff and asked them to come over and clean up. Han Qian asked with an ambiguous expression across the table.

"Brother Qian'er, you and Mr. Yan seem to be a couple now, and you are flirting with Minister Ji again. Brother Qian'er, do you want to have three wives and four concubines? How can you do that with your small body?"

Han Qian tidied up the mess left by Yan Qingqing and cursed softly.

"Third wife, which one of your eyes can see that Mr. Yan and I look like husband and wife? Didn't Mr. Yan also say that she is my boss?"

"The sweet little husband of the cool and charming female CEO."

"How about I tell Mr. Yan that you are very free and lower your bonus?"

"You are my biological brother. Mr. Yan is a sister-in-law. We are the same family."

Xiao Yang Jia stepped back while talking and disappeared behind the door. Within a few minutes, the cleaning staff came and began to clean up the glass fragments in the office. Han Qian held a pen in his left hand and drew circles on the documents until three in the afternoon. , Han Qian neatly arranged the documents and tidied up Yan Qingqing's desk, curious about what her home was like.

But it seems that no girl invited him to the other party's home.

Just think about it.

In the afternoon, Yan Qingqing called and said that she went home directly from get off work. By the way, she asked, have you finished processing the documents on the table? This bitch is just lazy. Han Qian always thinks that he is cheap and doesn't have many plans in mind to make him do hard work. Instead, he thinks it is a kind of trust.

Trust in ability, trust in character.

After get off work, Han Qian stood up, closed the door and left the office. On the way out, Nuan Nuan called.

"Brother Qian, my mother asked me to stay at home for a few days. She said she missed me. I saw that she has been calling the office at the yamen...Brother Qian, are you in any danger? I'm going to sneak away. go back."

Han Qian held the phone and closed his eyes and smiled.

"It's just a little troublesome, not to mention dangerous. If Vice President Wen's ex-husband can't even deal with this problem, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you to tell him? You stay at home for one night today, and I'll pick you up tomorrow. Don't talk to Mom, if you quarrel, be obedient.”

"Then what will you eat if I don't go home?"

Um?

Han Qian took off his earphones and looked at the number on it. Is this warm? How did she say this so shamelessly? Han Qian whispered into the phone.

"I can eat when you're not at home, but if you're at home I can only eat bombs."

"Hate it, my teacher can go and cook for you at home. How about I ask Tong Yao to find you?"

"Are you worried that I won't cheat and feel uncomfortable?"

"I hate it, go ahead and eat crabs. Just go hungry. There is money in the drawer at home. I don't think Yan Qingqing will pay you even if you work like this."

The guess was quite accurate. When Han Qian walked out of the company and was thinking about taking a taxi, a 2 million Passat parked in front of him. The window rolled down, and Wei Busheng's head came out and hehehehe towards Han Qian. smiled.

"Brother Qian, my father has invited me."