After thinking about it, Su Cheng decided not to touch Qin Maizheng's money.
She wanted to call the landlord again for the last time. If she still insisted on asking her to move out, then she could only take Xingbao to live in the youth hostel first. The bed for dozens of dollars could still be dealt with temporarily.
Hey, it's just the son of wrongdoing.
But when she dialed up the landlord's phone, the latter happily told her that the house was sold, and if anything happened, she would find a new landlord. It had nothing to do with him!
Su Cheng was stunned, the house was sold
She wanted to follow up the phone number of the new landlord, but the other party hung up and made a call again. It was already busy.
Su Cheng put down his phone and looked around, wondering who would buy such an old house for a good price
She wrinkled her eyebrows for a long time, and finally decided to clean up the room as it was. As for the rent, the new landlord would definitely contact her, and it would not be too late to discuss with him. I hope he will be more sensible than the original landlord.
After cleaning up all morning, Su Cheng went to the company in the afternoon, and Xiaoding was all sorts of sex when he saw her.
"Oh, my little Chengcheng, where did you go? I want to die!"
Su Cheng guarded his face carefully and said with a smile: "There is something wrong at home."
"Hehe, you have only been working for a few days, there are so many things, be careful, the smiling tiger will take care of you!"
In private, my colleagues call the manager a smiling tiger. No matter what happens, he always smiles. If he turns his face, he will be punished.
"I'll go to the manager to make up the leave slip later." Su Cheng turned on the computer, cleared his desk, got up and went to the manager's office.
Knock on the door and go in. Manager Yan is meeting guests. She hurriedly said: "Manager Yan, if you are busy, I will come back later."
When he heard this voice, the man sitting there with his back turned to her, his body shook quietly.
Just a few seconds later, it was back to the original.
Manager Yan nodded, and Ji Er stopped her again, "Su Cheng, there is a contract here. You will run to Dayue Group later and hand it to Manager Li in person."
"Ok."
Su Cheng walked over and accepted the contract. When he turned around, he casually glanced at the man sitting opposite.
Since he was facing her side, his hand was against the corner of his forehead, and he could not see clearly, only to see a black diamond stud on his left ear.
Su Cheng didn't look at it any more, and went out with the contract.
Manager Yan immediately smiled and said: "Ji, let's continue."
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Su Cheng went back and greeted Xiaoding, and left the company with the contract.
When we came to the door of the company, a white Continental jumped into view.
She paused, always feeling that this car was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere...
Not wanting to waste time on meaningless questions, Su Cheng stepped over the car, stood on the side of the road, reached out and stopped the taxi, and rushed to Dayue Group.
Unexpectedly, after coming to Dayue Group, the defendant was told that Manager Li was having a departmental meeting, and Su Cheng could only sit down patiently and wait for him. But this time, until the end of get off work, all the employees in the company left one after another, except that Manager Li did not come out.
Su Cheng looked at her watch and was a little anxious. She called Aunt Yang, "Aunt Yang, my work is not over yet, Xingbao will ask you first."
Aunt Yang readily agreed, and Su Cheng was relieved.
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Qin Lizheng left the company and sat in his black presidential number one. Chen Tao turned his head and said, "President Qin, I have a dinner with the leaders of Bureau X at 8pm. Would you like to have something to eat now?"
Qin Lizheng's gaze was still focused on the computer, and he said "Yes.
Chen Tao immediately said to the driver: "Go to Fu Ji."
It is inevitable that it is a meal, and it is inevitable that Qin Lizheng used to eat some porridge first, so as to avoid drinking on an empty stomach and to nourish his stomach.
The fingers on the keyboard stopped quickly.
He wants to eat more than Fu Ji’s porridge, which is actually a bowl of cheap noodles...
"Don't go there anymore." He said calmly.
Chen Tao asked in surprise, "Where do you want to eat?"
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Black President One, slowly stopped at the entrance of the crowded alley.
Because it was off work hours, it was difficult to squeeze the huge body in. Chen Tao said embarrassedly: "Mr Qin, the car can't get in."
Qin Lizheng raised his head, closed his laptop, "Wait here." After speaking, he pushed the door straight down.
Through the narrow alley, he walked into the community, and the yard was very lively.
There are an aunt sitting on a small bench picking vegetables and chatting, an uncle waiting for dinner while playing chess, a few children chasing each other and making trouble... In the time of thousands of lights, the loneliness of the whole world is dispelled. Up.
Qin Lizheng is tall and handsome, and will attract a bunch of eyes no matter where he goes, whispering and talking about it from time to time.
Without squinting his eyes, he went straight into the building and boarded the elevator that made the noise of falling down.
Just as the elevator door was about to close, a small figure squeezed in.
Qin Lizheng lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Budian who was standing next to him. He was an extremely delicate-looking little boy. If his hair were longer, he would mistake him for a girl.
Xingbao looked up at the man who was as tall as a big tree next to him, then looked at the number keys of the elevator, and said with a particularly polite manner: "Uncle, can you press the elevator for me? I haven't grown up yet. It's too big to be reached."
Qin Lizheng's expression remained cold, but he raised his hand, "How many floors?"
"Level 9, thank you."
He stunned, then pressed the number 9, and the elevator rose slowly.
Xingbao asked curiously: "Uncle, how many floors are you on?"
Qin Lizheng looked down at him again, and replied briefly: "The 9th floor."
Xingbao nodded straight, "Just like me!"
I don't know whose kid's prank, the elevator stopped on every floor, but the elevator door opened but no one was there.
The time for the elevator to rise seemed particularly long. Qin Lizheng's eyebrows were already raised, and he could see that he was very concerned about wasting time.
Xingbao turned his head again, looking at the uncle beside him, his big round eyes blinked.
Because the little guy's gaze was too focused, Qin Lizheng couldn't even ignore it. He lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"
He is not good at dealing with children. Whether he is relatives or friends, there are no children around him. Therefore, he does not know how to talk to a four or five-year-old child, his tone is stiff and cold.
Xingbao shook his head, then turned his head back, but after a while, he turned his head and stared at him more seriously.
Qin Lizheng twitched his eyebrows twice, lowered his head and asked, "Do you know me?"
Xingbao shook his head and suddenly asked, "How old are you, uncle?"
Qin Lizheng was a little surprised, but still replied without thinking: "31."
"Oh!" Xingbao nodded vigorously, then counted with his little finger, "31 minus 25... minus 25 equals... equals..."
Seeing that he was struggling, Qin Lizheng blurted out decisively: "6."
"Yes, yes! It's equal to 6!" Xingbao was very happy, staring at him endlessly after speaking, "Uncle, are you married?"
Qin Lizheng narrowed a pair of dark eyes, and Suo Er thought it was a bit funny. He had such a rare moment of leisure, with his hands in his pants pockets, he responded unhurriedly: "No."
The relationship with Su Cheng... shouldn't be counted.
When Xingbao heard this, his big eyes lit up, and his small hands were clenched into fists and placed on his chest. He asked excitedly and urgently: "Uncle, do you have a job? A job that can make money!"
Qin Lizheng thought for a while and nodded: "I start a company."
"Yeah!" Xingbao was very happy, and said hurriedly: "Uncle, let me introduce you to a beautiful woman, okay?"
Qin Lizheng's lips pursed a charming arc, "beautiful?"
"Yeah, yeah!" Xingbao was embarrassed again, kicked the ground with his little feet, and said, "Uncle, do you like dragging oil bottles?"
"Drag an oil bottle?" Qin Lizheng was shocked by these three words, staring at the child, frowning his thick eyebrows.
"Yes," Xingbao replied obediently, "Little Fatty said, if my mother is married, then I will drag the oil bottle."
Qin Lizheng's eyebrows tightened even when he heard his immature childish voice and said such sad words.
When Xiao Meiyu first married into Qin's family, he was criticized by the naughty children nearby as a "drag oil bottle". These three words were the deepest and heaviest injury to Qin Lizheng when he was a child.
Looking at the little boy in front of him, he seemed to see himself at that time.
Qin Lizheng felt inexplicably distressed.
He slowly squatted down, looked at the beautiful little guy in front of him, and said word by word: "You must be your mother's baby, so don't say that you are an oil bottle anymore."
Xingbao blinked his black and white eyes. Although it was not difficult to understand what he said, he gave him a sweet smile, "I see!"
The elevator door opened at this time, and Qin Lizheng stepped out of the elevator, Xingbao took a look, and hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Uncle, you haven't promised me yet!"
Qin Lizheng's time is limited. He must be on time for the appointment at 8 o'clock in the evening, but he did not leave for the first time. He stared at him and asked, "Why do you want to introduce your mother to me?"
When Xingbao heard it, he spit out his little tongue, and said embarrassedly: "You found it~"
He lowered his head again, and whispered: "It's very hard for my mother to raise me alone. I want to find a rich person like the one shown in TV dramas to marry her, so that she won't be too tired."
The child's sensibility easily touched Qin Lizheng's heart.
He didn't say anything, just raised his hand and touched his little head, "Sorry, I can't marry her." In Xingbao's disappointed eyes, he groaned and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over. .
"There is my private number on it. If you have any difficulties, you can call me."
Xingbao happily held the business card given by Qin Lizheng, like a treasure.
"Xingbao!"
Perhaps she heard his voice, Aunt Yang opened the door.
"Grandma Yang!" Xingbao beckoned, and then said apologetically to Qin Lizheng, "Uncle, I'm going back."
Qin Lizheng nodded.
Xingbao was reluctant to give up. After taking a few steps, he looked back, remembering something, and said quickly: "Uncle, I called Xingbao, don't forget!"
Qin Lizheng rarely curled up the corners of his lips, showing a faint smile, "I remember."