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"Lin Qingqian, let's talk." Song Qingyue eagerly pulled Lin Qingqian to the other side after finishing two classes in the afternoon.

"Wait, don't worry." Lin Qingqian sighed, took Song Qingyue's hand, and rubbed her soft palm, "After dinner, walk with me."

Leng Lan and Mao Banxue, who were going to teach a middle school class this afternoon, poked their heads out from the side, "Qingyue, why don't we put our bag here. Teacher Li said that it can't be lost, and the things inside are quite heavy."

"What's inside?" Song Qingyue turned his head and asked.

"There are our team flags, markers, lesson plans, textbooks, and tutorials." Mao Banxue thought for a while, "The only people who come here are students, and no one should ask for these things, it's strange."

"If there are no valuables, it's fine." Song Qingyue really wanted to ask Lin Qingqian some questions, "Let's go ahead, don't wait for us to eat, just leave a mouthful for Lin Qingqian."

Lin Qingqian laughed, and let Song Qingyue drag her away.

The two walked slowly on the mountain road, and the afterglow of the setting sun stretched their shadows very long.

"By the way, I checked the statistics of your music software. That song is in your high-frequency music library." Song Qingyue took Lin Qingqian's hand, and after a long time, he spoke slowly, with a flat voice. "As one of the few Cantonese songs in your playlist, I think it is necessary for me to understand how you feel when you listen to the song."

Lin Qingqian turned her head to look at her side face, and raised her hand to touch it.

"I thought about breaking up," she said in the most relaxed tone that made Song Qingyue unbelievable, "for a certain moment."

Lin Qingqian continued to look forward, and there was a green terraced field, "During that time, I was in a very bad state of mind, and I almost suffered from insomnia every night. It was at that time that I became addicted to cigarettes. Once people are tense, they tend to be sentimental. So I listened more." She smiled lightly, "Besides, it sounds pretty good."

"Now?" Song Qingyue's heart that was about to pop out of his throat slowly fell back, and he couldn't help but squeeze Lin Qingqian's hand tightly.

"You can take a look at the recordings of listening to music. Without high-frequency recordings, it's simple and disorderly and random." Lin Qingqian obediently handed over her mobile phone.

Song Qingyue pursed his lips, turned his face sternly, looked at it, and then handed the phone back to Lin Qingqian.

"So, at that time, did you really feel that I was restraining you?" Sure enough, Song Qingyue still cared about this most.

"Like I said, I wasn't normal during that time." Seeing that she was about to get home, Lin Qingqian took Song Qingyue around a corner and walked slowly, "I...maybe Yes, I did, but I will review! I repent! I think I was a fool at that time!"

Song Qingyue was still not very happy, he stopped suddenly, stamped his feet, turned around and hugged Lin Qingqian.

"You said, you want me to be like this forever?"

Although Lin Qingqian didn't quite understand, she still hugged her into her arms, felt the hot skin on Song Qingyue's body through several thin layers of fabric, brushed her lips against her temples, and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

Song Qingyue didn't give Lin Qingqian a chance to answer, but said softly to himself, "But, if I am what I am now, I will make you always be like that, and I don't want to."

Lin Qingqian moved a little away from her, stared into her eyes, "No, that's my problem."

"I promised you that as long as I can't find a solution, I will follow yours." Song Qingyue's eyes were depressed, "Maybe I will never be able to give a solution, I am not even as good as you."

Lin Qingqian: "...Although, why doesn't it sound like a good thing to me?"

"Ha," Song Qingyue was slightly teased, then put his chin on Lin Qingqian's shoulder, and said softly, "How can you expect me to answer a question that even you can't solve?"

Lin Qingqian stroked Song Qingyue's long hair hesitantly, and ran her fingers through it, "So, have you given up?"

"Not yet," Song Qingyue looked up at her, "It's just that my priority has changed."

"the most important."

It's you.

Lin Qingqian looked into her calm eyes, as if falling into thousands of stars, nodded in a strange way, then lightly grabbed Song Qingyue's lips, and bit the kiss.

A few barks came from a distance, and the two hugged each other tightly in the darkness.

After talking, Song Qingyue became more active, holding Lin Qingqian's hand, stepping on his own shadow, "By the way, my birthday is coming again, what did you say last time?"

Last time on Lin Qingqian's birthday, this guy proposed directly during some kind of exercise, and later promised himself to organize a grand marriage proposal ceremony for her on her birthday.

Although many things happened in the middle, my birthday is coming soon!

Mom!

Lin Qingqian sighed in her heart.

Come whatever you are afraid of.

She wasn't ready for it—or rather, she wasn't ready for it at all, and she even brought a copy of that.

The custom-made ring has arrived, and it is placed in her briefcase with the documents, ready to be taken out at any time.

However, since the decision has been made, it is necessary to bite the bullet.

"Qingyue, to be honest, I haven't prepared anything." Lin Qingqian hesitated for a long time before saying softly.

"Too many things have happened before. Now that I think about it, my birthday seems like it happened a few years ago." She carefully looked at Song Qingyue's face, "However, I did prepare some things, you may want to see look."

Song Qingyue was surprised by her wording, but had no other thoughts, and nodded happily, "Say it."

"Wait, we're here. I'll go get some things first." Lin Qing took a deep breath, and under the gaze of No. [-]'s sympathetic gaze, she let go of Song Qingyue's hand and pushed the empty space away. No one opened the door and got his briefcase.

"Let's go a little further away." She squinted her eyes and saw many people flocking to a place, which seemed to be the village head's house, but she didn't have time to think about it, and pulled Song Qingyue to walk in the opposite direction from the crowd .

"Find a quieter place and follow me." Song Qingyue listened carefully, and heard some noise in the distance, so he took Lin Qingqian's hand, went into the woods on one side, turned left and right, and finally suddenly realized.

A flat land, the moonlight shines on the soft grass, glowing with silver light.

Lin Qingqian took off her coat, spread it on the floor, and sat down with Song Qingyue.

"Briefcase?" Song Qingyue poked his head over and said half-jokingly, "You won't give me a copy of Lin's equity transfer letter."

Lin Qingqian, who was about to take out the documents from the briefcase, stopped suddenly and looked at Song Qingyue in surprise.

"No? Did I guess right?" Song Qingyue blinked blankly, "Is it really Lin's equity? How much?"

Lin Qingqian was silent for a while, but still took out the document.

"It's not a few points, it's 13%, all of my shares." She didn't dare to look Song Qingyue in the eye, and handed over the document, "My name has been signed and the seal has been stamped. Sign your name here, and this thing will take effect."

As she spoke, she bit the bullet and took out a second document from her briefcase, "By the way, you can still sign this one."

Song Qingyue's expression had already darkened, and he took a look.

"Marriage Agreement"

"There's one more thing." Lin Qing took a deep breath, she didn't dare to look Song Qingyue in the eyes, so she could only hand it over.

"My suicide note, which contains the distribution of my estate, is all for you."

Yes, she finally thought it over and typed up such a document.

Finally, she took out a ring and slowly handed it over, "Will you marry me?"

Song Qingyue's expression had recovered from extreme anger. She took the ring with a chuckle, and looked at the diamond so beautifully reflecting the moonlight under the moonlight.

"Lin Qingqian, tell me that you think this is very romantic."

She would rather Lin Qingqian had some problems in her mind than accept another answer.

Lin Qingqian didn't say anything, just handed her a pen.

Song Qingyue suddenly burst into a sneer, "Okay, Lin Qingqian, do you think it's me, Song Qingyue, who is not worthy to bear the danger with you, and can only hide behind you?" Her eyes turned red suddenly, "I can only sign this contract." Three agreements, and then give you a grave after you die?"

"No, Qingyue." Even though Lin Qingqian had expected this kind of thing to happen, she was still caught off guard. She tried to calm Song Qingyue down, "I always need a way out, and you are the way out."

"Ha," Song Qingyue sneered, "Lin Qingqian, are you childish?"

Her tears flowed down with sarcasm, "You are dead, why am I still alive?"

She bit her lower lip heavily, and looked at Lin Qingqian with her head lowered, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and without a hitch, she raised the document in her hand high and was about to tear it open.

"No!" Lin Qingqian quickly pinched her with his hands, pleading in his eyes, "Qingyue, don't tear it off, keep it."

Song Qingyue sneered, "I won't sign it."

"Then you keep it too."

Song Qingyue looked at the things in Lin Qingqian's eyes and was a little moved.

That was the grievance she had never seen in Lin Qingqian's eyes, the humble begging she had never seen in Lin Qingqian's eyes.

Suddenly there was a roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami in the distance, but no one was in the mood to take a look.

"I won't sign it." She was swept away by the torrent of grief, and could only hold on to her own voice.

"Then you keep it." Lin Qingqian was more stubborn than her.

Song Qingyue remained silent, letting Lin Qingqian stuff those documents into a blue folder, and then stuffed them into his hand.

"Can I ask, what is it?" She looked at Lin Qingqian, "I always have the right to know what opponent you are facing."

Lin Qingqian looked at her, was silent for a long time, finally shook her head, "Sorry, Qingyue."

Song Qingyue turned his head away from her, and immediately laughed out loud.

"Well done, Lin Qingqian, this is your 20th birthday present to me."

She turned her head and left, and Lin Qingqian followed her footsteps in embarrassment, walking step by step.

Neither of them spoke, and walked on the road in silence.

Naturally, no one noticed the increasingly high-pitched slogans.

Until they turned a corner, the angry Song Qingyue and the depressed Lin Qingqian raised their heads in surprise at the same time.

"We won't move!" Wang Nier, the red and fat aunt in the crowd, was particularly conspicuous, raising her arms and shouting.

"We don't move!" Hundreds of people, old and young, some held torches, some held sticks.

"Are you here to lie to us!" Another sharp voice rang out from the crowd, and a stone instantly stirred up a thousand layers of waves, arousing a lot of discussion, so the crowd looked at Li Bing even more angrily.

Li Bing's face was dark, and Lin's employees formed a human wall to block the crowd. She held a horn and yelled at the crowd, "Everyone, spread out first, please? It's easy to cause a stampede accident in such a crowded place!"

"I'm Li Bing, the director of Lin's Group, and I'm also the main person in charge of this project."

"I assure everyone! Mrs. Lin has never intended to deceive everyone about their property!"

Another place, a rough voice.

"Don't talk about what you have! Are you saying that you want everyone to move to the county?"

"Yes, you just said it?"

Li Bing said yes and no and no and no at once.

Seeing Li Bing's silence, the crowd immediately knew the answer, and became even more agitated.

Lin Qingqian was already in a bad mood, but now she couldn't help but stand on a high place and start controlling the situation.

Li Bing caught sight of the two of them and quickly exchanged glances with them.

Song Qingyue received the message in time, held back Lin Qingqian who was about to explode, and growled in a low voice, "Let them know that you are Mr. Lin of the Lin family. We won't be able to leave, and the scene will become even more chaotic."

Li Bing lowered his head again, and ordered something to the people around him.

Lin Qingqian took a few steps back patiently and waited.

Soon, Leng Lan and Mao Banxue came out from an unknown corner, beckoning to them, "President Xiao Lin, Qingyue, come with us."

The two followed them left and right, and unexpectedly passed through the wall of hundreds of people miraculously, and entered the board room through the back door.

Lin Qingqian was angry and looked at the two of them curiously, "Why do you still have this talent?"

Mao Banxue's tone was vicissitudes: "Through the wall, the fans are much crazier than this."

Song Qingyue coughed twice, "Did you drink less milk tea?"

A few casual jokes and the situation in front of her made the awkward atmosphere between Lin Qingqian and Song Qingyue slightly better. She walked into the room, and soon Li Bing also opened the door and came in with an angry tone, "I don't know who leaked the news, we have to An internal investigation found out what went wrong."

Lin Qingqian: "..."

She remembered what she said to Li Sanquan this morning.

Ah, it seems to be me.

"It's me." Lin Qingqian was still brave enough to take responsibility, she frowned slightly, "My fault, I didn't pay much attention when I thought there was a meeting tomorrow."

Li Bing was at a loss for words, and shook his head, "Let's not talk about this, anyway, you can't escape a review."

"Add half a year's salary to me." Lin Qingqian added.

"We have to think about how to solve the current problem first." Li Bing poured tea for several people, "We, especially you, Mr. Lin, are not suitable to come forward. I just saw someone outside with a banana peel and a rotten egg in his hand."

"It's not a problem if you go on like this," Lin Qingqian knocked on the table, "We need to talk."

"The question is who will go."

"I'll go." Song Qingyue stood up and pressed Lin Qingqian's hand that wanted to stop him, "No one is more suitable than me."

Lin Qingqian sat in the room in a daze, listening to Song Qingyue's voice outside the door through the loudspeaker, it became a little hoarse, but it was very textured.

Song Qingyue took a deep breath and stood on the table so that everyone could see her face.

The crowd became a little quieter - there was quite a commotion when Song Qingyue came back, and many people knew that she was Madam Song's baby.

"Neighbors and folks, I'm Song Qingyue, the daughter of Song Caihua." She looked at the hundreds of people in front of her, and she was even more nervous than the thousand-person venue in the draft finals or the red carpet at the award show, "When I was young, I was Everyone who grew up with Zhou Ji, remember everyone’s good days.”

"But there must be some misunderstanding in today's matter! I happened to meet by chance, and I am very familiar with the person in charge of this group. They must be doing it for the good of the village!" She took a breath, and continued, "It's already very late today. No, how about this, everyone chooses three trustworthy representatives, talk to them, and communicate well to solve the problem.”

"Tomorrow! They said that tomorrow they will definitely give everyone a satisfactory answer!"

Lin Qingqian was in the room, pursing her lips, her heart was both sour and happy.

Li Bing stood at the door, looked at the quiet crowd outside, and smiled, "Miss Yue is very skilled."

"Yeah, that's nice," she heard herself say softly.

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Water flowed from the faucet, and Lin Qingqian slapped her face with cool water to wake herself up a little.

"Boss Lin, the villagers have dispersed," someone came to report, "Three village representatives have also arrived in the temporary meeting room, waiting for us."

"Let's go." Lin Qingqian cheered up, pushed the door open and walked in, suddenly laughing.

Good guy, I really don't know a few people in this village, but the three sitting there are all familiar faces.

The village chief, the old headmaster and...

Wang Nier is eating melon seeds.

"I can understand the village chief, and the old principal also understands very well. After all, he presides over the ancestor worship ceremony and is the person with the highest education in the village, but why is this shrew here?" No. [-] sighed.

"The most quarrelsome person in the village." Lin Qingqian sighed, sat down on the main seat, and signaled to Li Bing.

Li Bing handed three documents to the opposite side, "Three, this is one of our investigation reports."

"I can't read, I can't read." Wang Nier spat out two pieces of melon seeds on the title page of the document, and said carelessly.

Lin's younger brother glared at him.

"Why, we're going to fight again!" Wang Nier stared back.

Lin Qingqian waved his hand wearily, let the little brother go down, and said softly, "It's okay if you don't understand, I'll explain it to you."

She wrote two numbers on a piece of paper and tore them in half, both beginning with a nine and a tens.

"The one on the left is the budget we need for everyone to move to the county seat under the mountain; the one on the right is the budget for everyone to stay on the mountain. We spend money to build bridges and roads, set up network cables, send home appliances, repair houses and build schools. We can't just support it like this You guys have to find economic growth points, and you also know that this mountain can’t even grow an apple tree, so how can we teach you how to get rich?”

She leaned back, "It's that simple."

The two cultured people, the old principal and the village head, looked at each other, and fell silent in embarrassment.

The behemoth on the opposite side is not here for charity.

On the other hand, the fat aunt, spitting out melon seeds with her lips fluttering up and down, said without hesitation, "I can't count them, but we don't want to move, so what do you think?"

Lin Qingqian pressed her brows with a headache, looked at the hob meat, and kept calm, "We want to know why you don't want to move?"

Persuading people is nothing more than understanding them with reason and moving them with emotion. "Look, moving down the mountain will make it easier to travel and improve your living conditions. As for your land, of course it's still yours. We don't have any need or idea, so why don't you want to move?"

The fat aunt picked her teeth, her tone slowed down a bit, "I've been here all my life, I don't want to move."

Lin Qingqian smiled wryly - this is the most helpless reason.

The village head sighed, "Actually, many young people still want to move, but the old people don't want to leave. Who can rest assured that there are old people in the village?"

The old headmaster said in a low voice, "Me, I don't want to leave the ancestral temple."

He rubbed his hands, "Boss Lin, our village attaches great importance to the ancestral temple. At that time, people in the village saved money to build roads that cars could walk on. They either went to the school, or the ancestral temple, or to the center of the village. I chose the ancestral temple."

"Our village is inseparable from the ancestors, and the annual ancestor worship ceremony is more grand than the Chinese New Year."

Lin Qingqian looked at the fat aunt, "You also chose the ancestral temple?"

The fat aunt nodded reluctantly, "The guy at home chose it."

Lin Qingqian was silent for a while, then looked at the old principal again, "What about the dolls?"

"I've made a promise with Teacher Li to take the children to study in the county. It's okay if you don't move, but the procedures for more than 20 of you will be more troublesome, and I don't know if I can accept it." Lin Qingqian pressed her temples , Sudden pain.

The old headmaster hesitated again. After a while, he shook his head, "Zumiao, don't go."

Lin Qingqian was silent for a while, "Okay, I know everyone's situation." She thought for a while, "Or we can have a vote, the minority obeys the majority, and see if more are willing to stay or move away. There are many."

"I don't agree!" Aunt Fat was the first to charge forward, "If most people vote to move away, I won't move either."

"I don't agree either," the old headmaster straightened up. "Democracy is the majority against the minority!"

The old village chief looked at them in embarrassment, and smiled helplessly from Lin Qingqian.

Lin Qing smiled angrily, "Then give me a plan."

This time even the fat aunt was dumbfounded.

"How about, those who want to move away, those who want to stay? You will do everything?" The fat aunt choked out a word for a long time.

Lin Qingqian smiled helplessly, grabbed the two pieces of paper from the table, and waved them in front of the three of them, "So you want to eat all?"

"Do I look so taken advantage of?"

Because of the base price of one billion, even Lin's heart ached, so he proposed the plan to move everyone.

Want it all now?

Where is such a good thing.

Lin Qingqian sneered in her heart.

"Lin Qingqian," Song Qingyue called out to her suddenly, "come out."

Lin Qingqian took a deep look at the three of them, and followed Song Qingyue out the door.

Under the night, Song Qingyue lowered his head and said softly, "Maybe, what Wang Nier said is the only solution?"

Lin Qingqian opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally turned into a helpless sentence, "Qingyue, that's not how negotiations are done, why are your elbows turned outward?"

"I don't have my elbows out." Song Qingyue shook his head, "This is my home."

"I was raised by them. It's not too much to say that I eat a hundred kinds of food and wear a hundred kinds of clothes." She wiped her toes on the ground.

Lin Qingqian looked at her silently.

"Okay, if that's what you want to do." She stroked Song Qingyue's hair, smiled slightly, and concealed her heartache by the way.

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"Okay, I can agree to the last condition you put forward." Lin Qingqian walked in and brought a sentence that shocked Li Bing, "But I hope this kind of thing will not happen again in the future."

While gaining Li Bing's attention, these words also gained the attention of the village head and the old principal, and the fat aunt's loud praise, "Hey, they said that you girl is a good person, you really are!"

Lin Qingqian twitched the corners of her lips and smiled.

"For the work related to the villagers, I will trouble you to connect with them and communicate with the villagers."

"Girl, don't worry, I, Wang Nier, will definitely brag to you that there are rare things in the sky and rare things on earth!" The fat aunt patted her chest.

"Thank you."

Lin Qingqian watched a few people go out, and was dragged to another small room by the dark-faced Li Bing alone.

"Looks like I have to work overtime," she smiled wryly, "Let's postpone the previous budget to redo."

Li Bing stared at her, "Boss Lin, I remember what you said, you would not do things that harm yourself and benefit others, even a normal person would not do it."

"Yes, I said at the time, unless I'm crazy." Lin Qingqian smiled at her, "Do you think I look normal now?"

The author has something to say: probably there won’t be any systematic side stories, there won’t be any sub-cp (Zhu Shan, Luo Chang, parents… or thank you?) stories, (because they’ll all be taking a group photo tomorrow), it’ll be me A summary of some unwritten brain holes, three to five hundred words for each short story?I try to write as much as possible

After all, the past few days have drained me... thoroughly

Finish tomorrow!Endless I am a puppy!