Black Powder Edible Guide

I don't know if he was really angry, or Huo Mu had something to do, Jiang Minglang sent this sentence and lay alone on the screen for a long time, but he didn't see Huo Mu's reply.

Jiang Minglang calculated the time, it was almost early morning at Huo Mu's side, and it happened to be the time for them to get up and go backstage to put on makeup, so it was normal if they didn't have time to reply to his WeChat.Just when his doorbell rang, Jiang Minglang got up from the sofa and went to open the door when he thought it was a takeaway.

"It's hard work..." Jiang Minglang opened the door, halfway to his mouth, the rest of the words were suddenly speechless when he saw the person standing outside the door.What the hell does Qin Junhao mean by running towards him twice in the past three days.

"Qinglang." Qin Junhao called out, and he took out the hand behind his back, holding the bag from the cake shop at the foot of the mountain. "I was planning to bring you some cake when I came, but I didn't expect you to order it yourself. Why don't I just act as a delivery boy for you and deliver a takeaway for you along the way."

Jiang Minglang looked at Qin Junhao with a half-smile, "That's really hard work for you." Hard work, if he asked this person to deliver food for him, he would starve to death.

"Why are you being polite to me?" Qin Junhao said, his eyes were staring at Jiang Minglang's hand on the iron gate.Seeing that Jiang Minglang didn't intend to let him in, he continued to say, "I heard that your hand was burned?"

Incredible.If this person was in a special period, he must be a good spy.Jiang Minglang wondered if he was constipated that day, and Qin Junhao would bring a cake to his door to express his condolences.If it weren't for the vile things this man did behind his back, he and Qin Junhao might still be close buddies.

It's a pity that there is no if, Qin Junhao not only did sinful things before, but is still doing sinful things now.He usually doesn't tear himself apart at business gatherings, but now he doesn't want to wear a mask that weighs dozens of kilograms in his own home.Seeing this person who kept doing things behind his back, pretending to come to condolences, Jiang Minglang felt sick in his heart.

"It's good to be scalded. I can just rest. I haven't slept well for a few days because of the good things some people have done these days." These three people were changed to Qin Junhao.

But the person in front of him didn't take his words seriously at all, and he didn't let go of his pretense at all.

Qin Junhao frowned, and stared at Jiang Minglang's hand, "It doesn't matter, I'll take a look for you." Qin Junhao put the cake on the grass at his feet, and he stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Minglang.

"Qinglang, if the burn is not properly treated, it will leave traces." Qin Junhao said in a low voice.

Jiang Minglang didn't know where this person was familiar, so he pointed to the cake on the grass.He said nonsense: "I've already gone to the doctor, don't worry about it, Mr. Qin. I have someone at home who is inconvenient today. I'll go to your company tomorrow and thank you very much."

Anyway, if this person made a fuss on his side, he would go over to negotiate with him, whether it was a business or a private matter.

Qin Junhao didn't move, Jiang Minglang walked over to get the cake and walked into the house. "Goodbye, Boss Qin, go slowly, I won't give it away if my hand hurts." Love to go or not, free door guard, he is happy to enjoy it.

He didn't want to spend much time talking with this hypocrite, he stabbed him in the back yesterday, and today he came to visit with a normal person.He's not a fool, he really made a mistake in trying to find someone to play with Qin Junhao.Jiang Minglang closed the door with a bang, kicked off the slippers when he entered the room, and sat cross-legged on the sofa with bare feet.

He habitually brought his mobile phone over and ate while looking at it.Unlocking the WeChat lock screen message popped up, and the sender was naturally Huo Mu.

"Yes, I'll go to filming first." It was still a very short sentence, and Jiang Minglang could imagine Huo Mu's expression when he said this through the screen.

Jiang Minglang didn't continue to return, he unwrapped the cake, took a spoon and stuffed the cake into his mouth bit by bit.Before he had a few mouthfuls of safe food, his cell phone rang like hell again.

"Minglang, have you misunderstood me?" Qin Junhao's old smoky voice sounded very low, as if he was trying to suppress something.

Jiang Minglang has always been impatient, so he snorted and said to the phone: "President Qin, don't think that everyone in this world is stupid except you. Even if they are all stupid, I am not stupid. Did I misunderstand you , I can make it clear in person tomorrow." He stood up with his mobile phone and walked towards the curtain, he opened the curtain a crack, and Qin Junhao leaned against the tree trunk to smoke.

"Minglang, are you talking about that land?" Qin Junhao took a deep breath of cigarettes, and then slowly spit them out.

"It seems that you are quite self-aware. The chemical plant you built next to my film and television base is quite agile."

Speaking of this matter, Jiang Minglang became very angry.He has invested heavily in this film and television base, and at the same time he has great confidence in this land.Once the film and television base is fully put into operation, the base he built that combines filming with tourism culture will bring him very large profits.

But now, Qin Junhao stretched out a muddy foot.Not only polluted his land, but also wanted to drag him down the mire together with this land.He struggles day by day, because of the big trouble caused by his opponent, he can't eat or sleep well.In the end, he acted as if nothing had happened, and pretended to be in front of him. Everyone would be angry, let alone him.

Qin Junhao smiled softly, "I thought Minglang why you were angry, the chemical plant matter was a private decision made by my subordinates. If the purchase capital was not too large, I would stop it for you if you didn't tell me." dropped."

"Okay, okay, can this matter be settled tomorrow." Tell Qin Junhao again, and he won't eat dinner today.

"Well, remember to apply more medicine, I'll go back first." Qin Junhao hung up the phone after speaking, raised his head and waved in Jiang Minglang's direction, then turned and left.

Jiang Minglang was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe, and was choked to death by his own saliva.He had talked with someone about that land before, and the price was twice as low as the land he bought here.When Qin Junhao said that just now, the meaning behind his words was obvious.

He knew it was a trap, but he couldn't help it.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Minglang lost his mood to eat.He dug a few mouthfuls with a fork without much interest, and was just about to throw the cake away, when suddenly he remembered what Huo Mu said last time, and simply threw the leftovers into the refrigerator after a meal.After handling the cake, Jiang Minglang collapsed on the sofa.

He doesn't want to do anything now, he doesn't want to look at his phone or take a shower.He lay down for a while, the room was so quiet that he was uncomfortable.Jiang Minglang thought about turning on the TV, but he didn't watch it, so he just left it on.A little voice, the room is also a little lively.

Jiang Minglang was too tired during this time, physically and mentally exhausted.After lying on the sofa for a while, the dumb guy lost control, and he fell asleep in less than 10 minutes.When he woke up again, it was already midnight.The TV was still playing in the room, Jiang Minglang stared at it for a while with blindfolded eyes, then lay down on the sofa and fell asleep for a while, and got up again because he couldn't fall asleep.

He was a little hungry, his body was sticky with sweat, and Jiang Minglang was a little irritable.He took the phone to check the time, unlocked the lock screen and saw that Huo Mu had sent him a WeChat message again.

"Mr. Jiang, how are your hands? Did you touch any water while taking a shower?"

Why do they ask him how his hands are like one by one.In order to prove that his hand was not broken, Jiang Minglang poked it with his finger for a long time, and replied with a message with a few words.

"I haven't taken a bath yet, so I can't touch it even if I want to."

Huo Mu just got off the stage, took a look at his phone, Jiang Minglang actually replied to him on WeChat.He calculated the time, Jiang Minglang is still in the middle of the night in China.Judging by his tone, he might be in a bad mood right now.

"Mr. Jiang?"

"What?" Jiang Minglang turned back in displeasure.

"It's getting late, Mr. Jiang, go take a shower and sleep. Remember to be careful, don't get your hands wet." Afraid of delaying Jiang Minglang's time, Huo Mu had no choice but to ask someone to take a bath and sleep.

Staring at the long string of words, Jiang Minglang was annoyed, "Whispering."

After returning, Jiang Minglang threw the phone on the sofa and went to the bathroom.There was a jacuzzi in the main bathroom, and he was just about to lie down in it when the water was put in, when he suddenly remembered that Huo Mu asked him to wrap his hands, so Jiang Minglang had no choice but to look for a plastic bag with his butt bare.There were almost zero plastic bags in his house, so he had no choice but to go to the kitchen and tear some plastic wrap to wrap his hands.

After honestly handling his hands, Jiang Minglang sat down in the bathtub.As soon as he calmed down, he couldn't help thinking about the mess Qin Junhao had made for him.Thinking about Jiang Minglang's restlessness even after taking a bath, he simply rolled around in the bathtub before getting up, running on the bed and paralyzed.

He slept for five or six hours before, but now he is so energetic that he can't fall asleep for a while.He swiped Weibo with his mobile phone, and Lin Yueqian was still on Weibo's hot search.It's still the scandal with Xiao Tong, the black fan is a pot of porridge, and seeing it now makes his head hurt even more.Lin Yueqian, like Huo Mu, was full of black material during this time.

As long as he retweeted it with a large account, there were not many comments from fans, and it was all trolls.He struggled a bit at first, and reasoned with others, but he overestimated Heizi's IQ.He has been very busy these days, and he hasn't taken care of this account much. Now that there is such a big mess, he really doesn't even want to look at it.

He simply quit the tuba and got on his own trumpet.

The trumpet did not follow a few people, and saw Huo Mu's likes as soon as the homepage was refreshed.Jiang Minglang took a closer look, Huo Mu might really be his black son.

Huo Mu meets foreign girls at night abroad, and his acting skills are not good enough to make up for his good looks.

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