After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

After a simple chat, Yan Qingqing found out how Han Qian knew Wang Nan. Yan Qingqing couldn't help laughing when she heard about what happened between Han Qian and Wang Nan.

"I said he was not in a good mood when I called him. Han Qian, it's your fault. It's a person's freedom to like masculine styles, and I don't like you. Why are you so pretentious? You need to change this problem. "If I were warm, you wouldn't have walked out of the hospital yesterday. You can take the medicine and I'll have someone change it for you at noon."

When they arrived at the company, Yan Qingqing told Han Qian to pretend to be as weak as possible until he arrived at Yan Qingqing's office. When he pushed the door and walked in, there were many people in the office. Sitting in Yan Qingqing's seat was a chubby man about forty years old. A woman, Qian Wan stood up quickly when she saw Han Qian, trotted forward and asked with concern.

"Brother Qian'er, how are your injuries? I heard from Mr. Yan that you were seriously injured. Brother Liang's two finger bones were broken. It's all my fault."

Han Qian raised his head and flicked Qian Wan's forehead, smiling.

"You're really to blame for the big money thing. If you give me a hamburger, my fighting power might increase. How is your mouth? Have you had your teeth checked?"

After finishing his words, Han Qian whispered.

"How about we go sign up for a Sanda training class?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingqing slapped him on the back of the head. Han Qian did not look at Yan Qingqing, but glanced at Qian Ling from the corner of his eye, and found that the shareholder, who had never been masked before, did not seem to take his words to heart. .

After scanning around the people in the room, including Gao Xingyi, Yang Lan, Yang Jia and the woman in white who said Han Qian's cell phone was dug out of a grave, Han Qian looked at Yang Lan and chuckled softly.

"Sister Yang, hasn't Liang been discharged from the hospital yet? I didn't expect that something like this would cause such a big disturbance. You blame me. I should have taken them both to the community together instead of letting them wait in the car."

Yang Lan frowned and sighed.

"Mr. Liu went to the hospital to see Su Liang. The doctor said he won't be discharged until tomorrow at the earliest. What's going on?"

Everyone wanted to know what happened. Qian Wan said vaguely, but no one understood it. Han Qian laughed softly.

"Actually, it's not that big of a deal. It was raining when I went out to do errands that day, and I just had an umbrella in the car. I went to visit the community, and the two of them stayed in the car. I must have been there for too long, and the big money guy He Liang went to the Internet cafe to contact the people from the decoration company and waited for me. Later, when I rushed to the Internet cafe, there was someone in the Internet cafe who said something unclean to Da Qianer, and ended up taking action. "

"The version I heard is different from what you said. Xiaowan deliberately sent you away and went to the Internet cafe to play games. As an aunt, I know better than you as a colleague how much this girl loves to play. Too much, I brought her to the company just to play games, Yan Qingqing, you don’t know what I mean.”

Qian Ling, a fat man in vain, suddenly spoke. Yan Qingqing lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered back.

"Director Qian, I didn't think about this matter well. I originally thought that the two of them could protect Wanwan well, so..."

"I know that there are rumors in the company that the general department is going to be disbanded. You are worried about Wanwan going to other departments in the future. I don't blame you for this. I just want to know how the people who did it are doing now. What are you doing? How did you leave the Internet cafe? Okay! You all go and do your business. I came to the company just to see Wanwan and ask about things. It's your time to do your business. "

Qian Ling issued an eviction order. Gao Xingcheng intentionally wanted to speak, but Qian Ling refused. The woman in a white suit looked at Han Qian with interest and left the office, taking Yang Lan away with her.

There are no outsiders in the office now. If there must be one, Han Qian is the outsider. He walked to the sofa and sat down, put the medicine bag in his hand on the coffee table, and said with a smile.

"Guan Junbiao from the Eighth District came to the rescue. I called him and called the police. At most, they would be taught a lesson. Not all of them who pick quarrels and cause trouble could be imprisoned. Coming out to retaliate against the big money is still a trouble. I think so. As for In the end, the photo is in Guan Dagou's hands. Tu Xiao's daughter is in a relationship with the son of a friend of mine, and I will go to her to get it."

Qian Ling knocked on the table and stood up. She was not tall and her figure was a bit bloated, which made her look a bit round. But no one dared to look down on her. In her hand, she held 25% of Glory's money. As for the shares, Qian Ling walked to the edge of the sofa and chuckled.

"It seems you are very familiar with Tu Xiao?"

Han Qian smiled and shook his head.

"I don't know, but Tu Xiao's daughter called me uncle for some reasons, and she and Guan Junbiao are acquaintances. Director Qian, my relationship with Guan Junbiao doesn't seem to have much to do with this matter. Why does it feel like Guan Junbiao still saved people? Did you save the wrong person?"

"I don't know if it's wrong or not. I'm just curious. Is this intentional by you and Guan Dagou? Han Qian, do you think I don't know you? You are the ex-husband of Vice President Changxiang, right? Wanwan is a relatively innocent child. , as an aunt, you will inevitably be a little suspicious."

Qian Ling's words made Han Qian feel very uncomfortable. He stood up and frowned.

"It's your fault, Director Qian, that you are suspicious. I don't run the Internet cafe, and it's not my attention to go to the Internet cafe to play games. In the end, I was injured all over and was suspected of cheating a lot of money. You have to be conscientious." Ask Daqian'er what was the situation Su Liang and I were in at that time, being pushed to the ground and beaten by seven or eight people, looking at the injuries on our backs?"

Dissatisfaction was revealed in his words, and Qian Wan couldn't stand it, and complained to Qian Ling.

"Auntie, I didn't even buy lunch for Brother Qian'er. I also deliberately bought an umbrella to send Brother Qian'er away so that I could go to the Internet cafe to play games. You don't have to worry about my affairs. It's obviously my fault. You You have to doubt Brother Qian'er, how can I make friends in the future if you do this."

Qian Ling seemed to have nothing to do with her niece, and sighed helplessly. Yan Qingqing, who had not spoken yet, seemed to have thought of something and frowned.

"Director Qian, Tu Xiao seems to want to transition into the real estate and construction business. Guan Junbiao is Tu Xiao's number one henchman. Do you think this is a show he asked someone to act out?"

Qian Ling curled her lips and said disdainfully.

"No, first of all you said you sent Han Qian and Qian Wan out suddenly, and it was also the Internet cafe they went to after Han Qian left. Han Qian didn't know and couldn't communicate with Guan Dagou. I'm a woman, just suspicious. , I know whose fault it is. As I said before, I know better than any of you how playful this girl Qian Wan is. The fault lies in her playful nature, Han Qian! My money Ling is straight-tempered, and she has to think more in my position. I hope you can understand, and I also want to thank you and Su Liang for saving Qian Wan."

Han Qian shook his head with a troubled expression.

"The good relationship between Da Qian'er and I belongs to the two of us. If you want to thank Guan Junbiao, go and thank Guan Junbiao. Without him, Su Liang and I wouldn't be able to safely take Qian Wan out of the Internet cafe."

Qian Ling looked at Han Qian with a playful expression.