Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

In the prison, Feng Lun had already put together more than half of the puzzle. He pointed at the puzzle and shouted to Han Qian.

"Han Qian, what's the use of asking me to fight this thing?"

Han Qian sat on the sofa and held his chin with one hand and said calmly.

"It will be auctioned in a few days and the money will be donated to Marina Charity."

Feng Lun grinned.

"Does anyone buy it? We are not great writers."

"If you say you are working hard, someone will naturally buy it to protect you. Whoever buys it will destroy all the evidence of this person's crime in your hands. I guess there are many people who want to spend money!"

Feng Lun was thoughtful, and Han Qian spoke again.

"Stop wandering around with that head of yours. In addition to causing trouble to me, you have a brain. A three-year-old kid can do business better than you. Don't you even have a mobile phone? Find a way for yourself. I want to settle the score with Yang Yidi and the others. I don’t care if I lose my memory, but the debt of my monster’s miscarriage has never been settled, and Yang Yidi wants me to move.”

"Oh! How much can I sell this for? Who should I give the money to?"

"Buy books, steamed buns, and rice for the children in the mountainous areas. Just do this. Just work hard to make money! But Feng Lun, I don't care if you cause harm to this or that. I am also idle when I am idle. I want to move a lot." personal."

Feng Lun put down the puzzle in his hand, stood up and walked to Han Qian. He took out his cigarettes and lit two cigarettes very naturally. He handed one to Han Qian and one to himself, and asked.

"How much?"

Han Qian asked with confused eyes.

"What?"

"I'm asking you, how much would you pay me to move these people?"

"I gave you 100 million and you didn't have anywhere to spend it? When did you become a money addict?"

Feng Lun sat on the ground and continued to puzzle, and said softly.

"I want to make money. I want to buy clothes, schoolbags, paper and pens for the children in the mountainous areas. I traveled all over the country during my escape years. I saw too many children who couldn't afford to eat. I treated them to food. After a pot of cabbage stewed with pork belly, I couldn't eat the steamed buns anymore and couldn't bear to bite them in my mouth. Han Qian, you are suffering, but I have never seen a child who is suffering more than you. You give me money, and I will give it to you. For nursery rhymes, I can’t believe it for others.”

Han Qian curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"You, Feng Lun, still have this idea? That's so damn weird. I want to move Huang Qi, Wu Kun and others. I'll arrest Yang Yidi first, but Sun Zhengmin is a little worried."

Feng Lun took the ashtray and handed it to Han Qian, saying softly.

"You ask your wife Cai Qinghu to get involved in this matter. I'll contact Baitao and ask her to come over and support Sun Zhengmin. She will get 50% of the credit. Sun Zhengmin's hard work will be in vain."

Han Qian shook his head.

"No, three or seven, my wife will take seven!"

"Four or six points, Baitao gets four, but you have to help me make money! I will call and tell Yang Yidi to tell the evidence of the person you want, but don't kill this Yang Yidi, and even say that you can find a way to leave her to me. If Fushan continues to be the mayor of the city, it will be useful to you! Your memory still hasn’t been fully restored, and I’m afraid I’ll kill you if I strike too hard.”

"Hey, is this a disguised admission?"

"There is no need to admit it or not. Four years ago, I lost completely at your hands. To be precise, I lost to Su Liang, a person I didn't expect. Now I will not underestimate the enemy. I will make Chen Qiang the person I was back then." Liu Shengge, let Zhou Le become Lin Zongheng back then, you and I are playing a game, but during this period, you can rest assured that I will still help you when I should help you."

"You're worried that my superiors will kill you, right?"

Feng Lun nodded.

"Yes, I can guess what everyone will do, but I can't guess what strange ideas your abnormal mind will have. How many books can this puzzle replace? One hundred?"

Han Qian stretched out a finger, but Feng Lun simply ignored Han Qian and turned to look at Yan Qingqing.

"My dear, please tell me! I don't want to talk to Han Qian."

Yan Qingqing sat on the table, tilting her head and thinking.

"If you name someone to buy it, three to five million should be no problem. After all, everyone's collecting habits are different! This thing needs to work. Of course, if you name someone to buy it, he or she will be able to buy it. "

Feng Lun held his chin and whispered.

"They dare to spend money at the party in such a big way?"

Han Qian picked up the drink bottle on the table and threw it at Feng Lun, frowning.

"As long as you are responsible for the creation, you don't need to worry about anything else. You can even write a confession about your life. Anyway, you can figure it out on your own. When will you contact Baitao? Does she have an obedient temper?"

"The mountain man has his own clever plan, Han Qian! Let's have fun and don't bring anyone to beat us!"

"Then first tell me, does my monster's miscarriage have anything to do with you?"

"No, it absolutely doesn't matter!"

When Han Qian left, he hit Feng Lun again. Feng Lun is used to it now. Just hit him~ It won’t hurt after a while. Now Feng Lun’s mind is on the puzzle. He is a child from a poor family. , he is even very willing to seek benefits for some children in mountainous areas.

In Feng Lun's heart, only children are worthy of doing this. He is extreme and thinks that the elderly are useless.

Children are the future pillars of this country.

Looking at the puzzle in front of him, Feng Lun took out his cell phone and called Baitao.

"Oh! Binhai needs to clean up a few people. I will send you the evidence of the crime! You and Cai Qinghu cooperate to solve this matter. You will not take any credit. You can go to the higher authorities to apply for a document. Just say that Sun Zhengmin came to you to ask for it. Give it to When Lao Sun gets a good reputation, you just need to praise him, and give everything else to Cai Qinghu."

"I don't understand!"

"Ask the old man, and you will understand! Your starting point is much higher than others. You don't need to work hard to accumulate merit. You just need others to think you are not a fool. It is enough for the superiors. Do it yourself and give others a chance. You can come to Shengjing and wait for the opportunity, even if you just lie down and sleep in Shengjing, I will take care of the other things for you."

Baitao sighed.

"I understand, Teacher Feng Lun, when can I put Han Qian down and trample him."

"Don't think about it. Even if your father is the world's overlord, you can't step on him. Just be obedient and get the documents. Later~ you can get me some handicrafts, or Lego puzzles or something like that. I'm free as well. .”

"I understand, where is Zhou Le?"

"Ignore it! Just do whatever you love."

After leaving the prison, Han Qian drove the car, and his wife sat in the passenger seat and whispered softly.

"I feel that Feng Lun is not a bad person, he is quite kind at heart."

Han Qian stretched out his hand to hold the empress's head and smiled.

"Feng Lun is a pure bad guy. It's not like you've never seen him kill someone before. He won't hesitate to take someone's life! He doesn't care if other people's families are ruined. He just likes to change other people's lives. only games."

Yan Qingqing whispered.

"How bad can someone be who can donate money to children in mountainous areas?"

When Han Qian was struggling with how to explain, the nursery rhyme hit the nail on the head.

"He makes your General Han have no time to spend with you!"

Yan Qingqing was furious.

"Feng Lun deserves to die, he was stabbed a thousand times! How could there be such a bad person in this world!"

Han Qian gave a thumbs up to the nursery rhyme.

Originally she wanted to go home and be lazy, but Yan Qingqing rushed back to the company. In the lobby, she saw Aunt Ji who was missing her dearly and a little scared sister Yang Lan. Just as Han Qian was about to speak, Yang Lan waved the thermos bucket in her hand.

"Xiao Han Qianyou, let me make dumplings for you."

Instantly feeling that sister Yang Lan was no longer afraid, Han Qian trotted forward, holding the thermos bucket while walking and followed Yang Lan into the elevator. Nursery Rhyme stood there and sighed.

"Have you noticed? Han Qian is like a dog. If anyone gives him something to eat, he will follow him like a dog."

The innocent Han Qian was tricked into returning to the General Department by Yang Lan's bucket of dumplings, and then a stack of documents was thrown in front of him. Han Qian had not yet swallowed the dumplings in his mouth, and looked at Yang Lan in confusion.

"Sister Yang, what are you doing?"

Yang Lan, who was wearing a chiffon shirt, raised her feet and stepped on Han Qian's chair, grabbed Han Qian's tie and smiled.

"If you eat my dumplings, then you are mine! Once these documents are processed, return them to me after get off work! Otherwise, I will unscrew your head and hang it on the door!"

Han Qian took a deep breath, then stood up and said seriously.

"Yang Lan, don't you know east, west, north, south?"

As soon as the words came out, the snacks in Qian Wan's hand flew over and shouted.

"Brother! Why are you talking to Sister Yang?"

Liu Jiulong is gearing up.

"Little Han Qian! Are you floating?"

Yao Xue turned sideways and showed her profile.

"Brother Qian'er, I will cover your mouth in a moment!"

Han Qian's face was almost swollen. He was sitting in the general department with his head tilted and his mobile phone between his legs.

"Ah? Did Lao Sun call you? Didn't he come to pick you up? I...Mother, I can't live without you now. Sister Yang Lan is standing behind me with a frying pan! A frying pan? Design Department The sample was sent, oh? She's getting older, I won't argue with her...hiss... Madam, I'll talk to you after get off work! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Sister Yang, it hurts."

It was already eight o'clock when Han Qian left the company. Yang Lan drove Han Qian to the Imperial City Garden and told Han Qian to go to the company tomorrow to process documents and then talk about team building.

After getting off the car, Han Qian dragged his tired body into the door of the unit. He saw the words "elevator broken" and felt bad. It happened that Chen Qiang called at this time.

"Your Highness, do you have time? Come out and sit for a while? Let me ask Huang Qi for a favor."

Han Qian sat on the steps unable to reply.

"Forget it about begging for mercy. You don't have that much face. Come and carry me upstairs. I can tell you how handsome you are. I'm sorry! I don't have time to play with you, so go away."

He hung up the phone and stood up. Just as he was about to go upstairs, Feng Lun called.

"Han Qian! Is there a way to make money quickly?"

"Yes, if you slap Chen Qiang twice, he will give you two million."

"Okay, do you want to meet Chen Qiang tomorrow afternoon? I'll blackmail him for some money."

Han Qian took a deep breath and called Chen Qiang.

"Let's meet tomorrow afternoon."

Chen Qiang raised his eyebrows and replied.

"I'm your little brother? Are you going to meet me when we meet? No!"

"Oh! Then don't call me again."

"No! See you, see you tomorrow afternoon."

"Remember to drive to pick me up! Hang up and don't call me if you have nothing to do. I'm really annoying you."

Looking at the hung up phone, Chen Qiang sat on the floor tiles and thought about life.

its not right!

My father is an official!

Why is Han Qian yelling at me?

After climbing upstairs, Han Qian felt exhausted. He opened the door and looked at the warmth lying on the sofa. Han Qian sighed.

"Baby, I'm so tired, what should I do?"

Wen Nuan got up and opened the window.

"Brother Qian, eleventh floor! There is absolutely no pain!"

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