Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Chapter 444: Forgot about nursery rhymes

"Han Qian, I really don't need you to accompany me. Can you go out and play by yourself for a while? I have to go to a meeting."

He was talking, but Yan Qingqing, who was sitting on Han Qian's lap, didn't want to get up at all.

Han Qian hugged Yan Qingqing's waist and said seriously.

"Honghong, do you think work is more important or me?"

Yan Qingqing pinched Han Qian's face and smiled.

"If you don't call me Honghong, you are more important than work~"

"Hate, in order not to disturb your work, I can only continue to call you "Honghong, go to the meeting~"

Yan Qingqing stood up and walked out of the office.

The end of the year is coming soon, and Yan Qingqing is about to start this year's summary meeting. After saying a few words, Han Qian pushes the door open and comes in. Everyone in Glory knows him. The executives looked at each other and continued. During the meeting, Yan Qingqing glanced at Han Qian and ignored him.

Then when the straw of a cup of hot milk tea was stuffed into her mouth, Yan Qingqing frowned.

"I won't drink it yet."

Then Yang Lan hooked his fingers at Han Qian. Han Qian handed the milk tea to Yang Lan, opened a small bun and stuffed it into Ji Jing's mouth. Then Han Qian bent over and walked to Wang Shushan's side, handing it to this person. The old man had a cigarette, and Wang Shushan shook his head at Han Qian.

Han Qian pinched Wang Shushan's leg with a threatening look.

Wang Shushan put the cigarette into his mouth, turned his head and looked at Yan Qingqing with a bit of pleading. Yan Qingqing was too lazy to talk to Han Qian. When the two of them were blowing smoke, Gao Xingcheng suddenly stood up and walked to Han Qian's side, taking Han Qian away. Qian leaned against the window sill with a cigarette in his mouth and whispered.

"Mr. Yan, I don't think the overall decline in performance this year has much to do with the people here. It's mainly Han Qian's personal problem. His sudden disappearance has caused everyone to have no intention to work. I personally suggest that Han Qian is okay. If you squeeze it again, he'll be in ruins since he retired."

Han Qian squinted at Gao Xingyi and gritted his teeth.

"Don't go too far, Gao Qingcheng! I'm not your glorious employee either!"

Wang Shushan curled his lips.

"You are the glorious uncle. I think what Vice President Gao said is absolutely right. Han Qian does have something in his mind. However, I personally think that Minister Yang of the General Affairs Department cares too much for this employee and drives him away at every turn. , I feel bad!”

Yang Lan drank milk tea and said nothing, while Ji Jing smiled.

"Why don't you change Han Qian's contract and send it to my planning department?"

The words came out and Qin Xue said.

"No~ Our marketing department is also short of people, Han Qian comes to the marketing department!"

Just as Sun Ya was about to speak, Gao Jingxing stepped forward and covered Sun Ya's mouth, saying seriously.

"Although Han Qian is very suitable for the public relations department, he still forgets it."

Sun Ya rolled her eyes.

"What about the public relations department? I asked Han Qian to go to the live broadcast department. If he doesn't go, Wu Qingsi and Wei Jiu won't come at all, no matter how much money they give."

Yan Qingqing frowned as she looked at Han Qian who had bent over and ran to the door.

"Choose a department yourself."

"The General Department, the General Department is my family, and Yang Lan is my mother!"

Yang Lan's eyes widened, and Han Qian ran away.

He walked around and returned to Yan Qingqing's office, lying on the sofa thinking about life.

Why does Sakuragi Hanamichi have red hair?

Why does Uzumaki Naruto have yellow hair?

Then Han Qian sat on Yan Qingqing's chair and started looking for a mirror. His hair was now mixed with black and white, and it felt messy.

Han Qian picked up the scissors and Yan Qingqing came back.

Yan Qingqing put down the electric clipper, Han Qian got angry, then Ji Jing opened the door and came in, Aunt Ji put down the clipper, Han Qian screamed, and finally Yan Qingqing called Wen Nuan for help.

When Wen Nuan looked at Han Qian's hair that looked like it was being chewed by a dog, he sighed helplessly. He stepped forward and took out the scarf, then turned on the clipper and looked in the mirror and started to cut Han Qian's hair. Wen Wen's hair cutting skills were really better than Yan Qingqing's. There are so many good things about Ji Jing.

After a while, the short-haired Han Qian smiled in the mirror.

"I am my family's warmth, Yan Honghong, Aunt Ji, if you two touch my hair in the future, you two and I will be anxious."

Yan Qingqing said awkwardly.

"It's your head problem, it has nothing to do with me~ But I found that I really shouldn't cut your hair. This kind of thing needs to be done with warmth. In fact, nursery rhymes can also do it."

"Grass!"

Han Qian suddenly stood up, then Wen Nuan slapped him on the shoulder and frowned.

"You scare me every time you start!"

Han Qian scratched his head.

"No, I forgot about the nursery rhyme! She even asked me to spend Christmas together!"

After saying this, Ji Jing narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"That's great~"

Han Qian reached out and pinched Ji Jing's cheek.

"I have to go. My dear, please remember to eat well, and warm yourself and eat less."

When he left the house, Han Qian was still thinking, maybe it was because Beloved lived at the old man's place after he was born, and what he saw the most was warmth, and then he became like Nuan Nuan?

With a stomach full of messy things, I went downstairs and drove Aunt Ji's Cayenne to look for nursery rhymes.

Mainly because this monster really forgot about it.

She rarely took the initiative to call Han Qian. Sometimes, it was as if Han Qian did not exist in the world of nursery rhymes, and she weakly called Tongyao.

"Nursery rhymes~"

"Say, busy!"

"Where are you~"

"School, talk about something!"

"I'm going to find you now. I'll bring you whatever you want to eat."

"Ouch~Comrade Han Qian, the second mayor of Binhai City, still has time to give me a little bastard principal to deliver food? I can't help it. You earn tens of millions a minute, and we don't dare to let you give it to me. I’ll deliver the food, Han Qian! You’ll die as far as you can!”

The phone was hung up, and Han Qian chuckled.

Right~

The four words "reasonable" are unlikely to appear in nursery rhymes.

When the car arrived at the school gate, Xu Hongchang also ran over, panting heavily with two thermos buckets in his hands.

"Master, everything you want is here."

"Let's go play~"

Just as Han Qian was about to go in, the security guard came out with a fork and looked at Han Qian with a troubled face.

"Brother Qian'er~ Sister Tong said that you won't be allowed in~ I have been ordered to do something."

Han Qian thought for a few seconds and said seriously.

"You had an upset stomach, and then you had to go to the bathroom, but you forgot to close the window when you left. How about this plan!"

The security guard turned around and opened the window, then turned around and ran away. Han Qian stood there and sighed.

"Can't you just open the door and leave? How old am I?"

In the principal's office, Han Qian was wearing gloves and holding a rabbit head, and Nursery Rhyme squinted at Han Qian.

"My nursery rhymes are really sinful. They are so busy and they bring me rabbit heads. If I don't eat them, they will say that my nursery rhymes are pretentious. If I eat them, they will say that my nursery rhymes are easy to talk about. Han Qian, you are so insidious." .”

Han Qian smiled.

"Didn't I forget?"

Nursery Rhyme stepped forward and leaned forward slightly.

"Have you forgotten to date Ji Jing? Have you forgotten to date Yu Shici? Have you forgotten that Cai Qinghu is afraid of the cold? If you don't like it, just say so. I'll just go back to Sichuan."

Han Qian blinked.

"But your family has moved here from Sichuan!"

"I can't move back?"

"Are you playing tricks on me~"

"How dare you!"

Han Qian took a deep breath, put down the rabbit in his hand, took a step forward, and walked out the door with Tongyao on his back. Tongyao kept struggling.

"What are you doing!"

"Get a room!"