big communicator

Chapter 125

"Huang Bingcheng has such a stinking problem, he does everything like a local tyrant!"

When it was time to get off work, Ding Daqiao sent back a message.

After rejecting Huang Bingcheng, Qin Xiaoyu sent a WeChat message to Ding Daqiao after going upstairs.

He focused on how Huang Bingcheng used money to seduce himself.

Of course, the focus is on 6 a month.

Qin Xiaoyu wanted to send this message to Hong Dutian at first, thinking that the two are now in a cooperative relationship after all, and they must share with each other if there is anything.

But when he clicked on WeChat, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that he did not have Hong Dutian's contact information. He forgot to ask when we were together before, and it can be said that he had never thought of this matter at all.

This made Qin Xiaoyu begin to doubt the necessity of cooperating with Hong Dutian.

It doesn't matter if they cooperate or not.

Just a verbal form.

"So I declined."

After processing the last few sheets, Qin Xiaoyu poked Jiugongge and replied to Ding Daqiao.

No need to make a choice, I still believe in Ding Daqiao when it comes to inquiries about certain things.

This little brother has always given me the feeling of two words: down-to-earth.

"It's good to refuse, otherwise Huang Bingcheng really thinks that he can do whatever he wants with two bad money."

After scolding Huang Bingcheng righteously, Ding Daqiao immediately made another voice.

"By the way, is the 6 a month pre-tax or after-tax? Are there five social insurances and one housing fund?"

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Qin Xiaoyu just felt a little better because of Ding Daqiao's approval. After hearing this sentence, his heart was full of words with an annual salary of one million. After staying for a while, he typed a few words on the keyboard indifferently.

"After tax, everything."

"I think Huang Bingcheng has found the wrong person."

As soon as Qin Xiaoyu's message was sent, Ding Daqiao's message came back.

"What do you mean?"

"The Dafa of money corruption is useless to people like you who treat money like dung. If possible, please ask Huang Bingcheng to contact me. I am not afraid of corruption!"

By the time I walked home with my backpack in hand, the sky had already turned dark.

Because he wanted to be quiet, Qin Xiaoyu did not choose to ride a shared bicycle when he returned home this time.

Go for a while and talk when you are tired.

Since his master came out, Ding Daqiao has become a lot more indifferent, and he seems to be no longer interested in what happened before. Qin Xiaoyu wonders if this is the attitude of the so-called insiders. I didn't ask much.

Now he can only pin his hopes on Hong Dutian, hoping that he can find out some information from places he doesn't know.

Opening the task page in his mind, Qin Xiaoyu sat by the flower bed and checked the task information again.

There is really nothing to check, and I can't think of a place where I can start.

There are at least some clues in the previous missions, but this mission can only wait.

Wait for the accident to happen and meet the relevant people.

The circle in Qingcheng seems to be very large, and now he seems to be an outsider caught in it.

If others don't send it to your door, you don't know what happened at all, and you are very passive.

“Da da da~~~”

Just when he felt that there was nowhere to use his strength beside the flower bed, a few glass beads rolled out from nowhere, rubbed against the ground, and just rolled to Qin Xiaoyu's feet impartially.

"Marbles."

Looking at the few marbles parked at his feet, Qin Xiaoyu leaned over and picked them up.

Playing marbles in the dark.

After picking up the marbles and looking around, Qin Xiaoyu saw a little boy in children's clothing looking at him motionlessly not far away.

"yours?"

Seeing the little boy standing still in the distance, Qin Xiaoyu smiled and got up from the flower bed.

Are children nowadays so wary? They dare not even reach out their hands to take it.

This is Qingcheng City, the law and order has never been a problem, and I'm still a good person.

"It's not my marble."

After Qin Xiaoyu came to the side, the standing little boy suddenly spoke, with a deep tone, and Qin Xiaoyu was taken aback as soon as he spoke.

Are kids so precocious now?

"It's not yours?"

Looking at the marbles in his hand, and then around the flower bed, Qin Xiaoyu couldn't find anyone who could be more like the owner of the marbles than the little boy in front of him. One sentence: "Maybe I was wrong."

After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.

"My marbles are a string, you've seen that before."

Seeing Qin Xiaoyu turned around to leave, the little boy who had just spoken continued to speak, and after saying a word, he walked around in front of Qin Xiaoyu from behind.

"How did I ever see your marbles?"

Looking at the little boy who walked around in front of him again, Qin Xiaoyu smiled.

Are you sure you're right?I don't know you.

"6 small ones and 1 big one, you've definitely seen them before," staring quietly at Qin Xiaoyu, the little boy in front of him said affirmatively, "I even wrote you a note, did you forget it so soon?"

"A note? A series of beads!"

As soon as he heard the note, Qin Xiaoyu's mind immediately turned around, looking at the little boy talking to him in front of him, his face turned green.

"Who the fuck is your son, brat, you gave me the mother-child chain beads!"

"Snapped!"

As soon as Qin Xiaoyu's words came out of his mouth, the little boy who hadn't moved much suddenly made a move, raised his leg and kicked Qin Xiaoyu's knee, punching him in the stomach.

"Wow!"

Suddenly being hit in the stomach by a little boy, Qin Xiaoyu immediately wanted to bend over in pain. Just as he bent down, he was punched hard on the nose again. As soon as his mouth was salty, blood left from his nose.

"Do you remember now?"

After Qin Xiaoyu covered his nose, the little boy who shot finally stopped, looking at Qin Xiaoyu who was in excruciating pain in front of him and said in a cold voice.

"Who are you!"

Staring at the blood-red eyes, Qin Xiaoyu asked vaguely.

The blood in the nose kept flowing, and it took a lot of effort to open the mouth.

The child's attack was too fierce, and he almost lost his breath with two hits.

"Remember, don't meddle in everything casually."

Without answering Qin Xiaoyu's words, the little boy lowered his head and said, and patted Qin Xiaoyu's cheek with his hand after speaking.

"MD!"

Being so humiliated by a child, Qin Xiaoyu couldn't bear it anymore, just as he stretched out his hand to fight back, he was immediately kicked to the ground again.

"Vulnerable!" Looking at Qin Xiaoyu who was lying on the ground, the little boy said something disdainful. Seeing that someone wanted to come and watch, he pointed to Qin Xiaoyu who was on the ground and asked, "Do you want to be like him too?"

Passers-by who asked a single sentence avoided one after another.

This kid is a practicer, go far away and call the police.

After dispelling the crowd who wanted to get close, the little boy looked back at Qin Xiaoyu. As soon as he turned around, he saw Qin Xiaoyu holding a snow-white rope and looking at him with a bloody and terrifying look.

"Today, I will tie you up and blow you up with a hammer, until your own mother doesn't even know you."

Wiping the nosebleed that was still flowing out, Qin Xiaoyu said with a grim face.

It's unbearable to hang yourself on the big Monday, and in front of so many people.

"Meet me first and then talk."

Seeing that Qin Xiaoyu could still stand up, the little boy moved again, accelerated on the spot, and rushed towards Qin Xiaoyu.

"Tank tank tank."

Looking at the boy and child running towards him, Qin Xiaoyu held the end of the rope and said, after three passwords, the dragon-binding rope in his hand disappeared instantly.

"Snapped."

Before he understood what was going on, the little boy who had just jumped fell from the air, his limbs contracted, and he fell firmly to the ground.

"It's me!"

After spitting out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, Qin Xiaoyu stepped forward and pulled the rope that bound the dragon, dragging the little boy who was tied up into a ball, striding towards the sparsely populated place, shouting as he walked: "If you don't learn well, Labor and management will beat you to death today!"

(End of this chapter)