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Early the next morning, Minglang drove the car downstairs to the company. He didn't want others to see him, but he had no choice but to run into Yang Xiaohuan.

Yang Xiaohuan watched him get off the car alone, but did not see Kan Qi, so she asked, "Where's Brother Qi? Why are you alone?"

Minglang is born a person who can't lie, he hesitated and said: "He...he...I don't know, he just asked me to drive the car to the company."

Yang Xiaohuan has always been spooky, and felt that there must be something strange about this matter. After Qi Ge drove out last night, he never went back to find them, and he refused to answer the phone call. Something must have happened in the middle, and it would never be a matter of work. .

"Where did you drive?"

"Go...to Jinhu Road." Minglang made a fuss about a place.

"Brother Qi, are you okay?"

"It's okay...why do you ask so much?" Ming Lang was worried that he would lose his words if he said too much.

The two walked into the company together, Yang Xiaohuan pressed the elevator and said, "Brother Qi lost a fist fight with us last night, so I punished him by going to the XX milk tea shop on Chaoyang Street to ask the proprietress for her phone number. When he came back, he didn’t know what he was talking about, and he didn’t answer the phone, I thought something happened to him.”

"He... what can happen to him."

Minglang was thinking about Yang Xiaohuan's words... Chaoyang Street, that is, the street in Xinbeidu, according to what he said, Kan Qi should have seen himself and Zhang Shujing together at that time, and then he had a rabies attack, and drove directly to the corner of the small street in a fit of anger Cut him off.

"Jinhu Road... Are you driving to Biyuan Hotel?" Yang Xiaohuan asked.

"Ah, yes." Ming Lang replied casually.

"Oh... I understand when you say that," Yang Xiaohuan concluded: "Brother Qi must have slept with Wu Yufei last night, he was too hurt to drive, and he didn't have the energy to drive."

Mingming blushed: "Probably..."

Yang Xiaohuan tilted her head, and said again: "Hmm... No, I understand the rhythm of Brother Qi's dealing with Wu Yufei, so he wouldn't waste it like this. Who is it with?"

As Yang Xiaohuan said, her eyes turned to Minglang, and she looked at him carefully, as if she wanted to take him apart.

"You, what are you looking at me for? How do I know who he slept with?" Minglang pulled his clothes and shrugged, feeling guilty.

"Why are you nervous, I didn't say it was you," Yang Xiaohuan sighed, "Brother Qi has a deep love for you too, hey!"

Mingming felt uncomfortable listening: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

"But it's just a deep love and an egg? Even if there is an ocean of love in my heart, there are only two tears of despair in my eyes." Yang Xiaohuan sighed emotionally.

"..." Clear black lines.

"Hey, Minglang, what kind of top quality did you say to accompany Brother Qi last night? I'm too curious about what kind of superficiality can make my brother so confused!"

The roar in Qingming's heart was about to come out: that top quality is me!

"Hey, how would I know..."

Yang Xiaohuan rubbed his chin: "In the past, every time Brother Qi didn't come home at night, he asked me to drive him. Why this time..." He squinted at Minglang, and his intention was self-evident.

Minglang forcibly ignored the aggressive gazes around him, looked at the number of the elevator floor, and was anxious, why didn't it arrive yet!

"You have to ask him that?"

"Brother Qi is very abnormal recently, I have to track it in real time."

Minglang smiled: "How do you want to track it down?"

"Skynet is huge, fat but not greasy, paper can't cover fire, Brother Qi will definitely show his feet." Yang Xiaohuan looked very confident.

"That's up to you!"

At this moment, the elevator door opened, Minglang secretly rejoiced, if he stood beside Yang Xiaohuan like this again, he might collapse, this guy talked too much!

Kan Qi didn't come to the company all morning, and he didn't enter the office until after four o'clock in the afternoon. He presumably had something to do, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared here when he was about to get off work.

Probably due to psychological effects, Minglang felt that he was not walking as fast as usual, his feet were light when he walked, and his buttocks were pouted, and he knew he was lifting his buttocks. Could it be because there was too much pain?

He followed Kan Qi into the office and put the car keys on his desk.

"The car is in the parking lot." Then Minglang had nothing to say.

In fact, he knew what he wanted to say, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"Well, good." Kan Qi's answer was simple and clear. From his performance, it was really hard to tell that what happened to the two of them yesterday.

Kan Qi has always been a rigorous, thoughtful and indifferent face in the company, and today is no exception.

"Why are you still here at this time?" Ming Lang meant that they were about to leave work.

Kan Qi walked to the chair and sat down cautiously: "I must have something to come here."

Seeing his cautious appearance and awkward sitting posture, Minglang couldn't help asking: "Does it... hurt there?"

Kan Qi blushed, and glanced at him: "My day... was fucked into a flower by you, do you think it hurts?"

Minglang was also embarrassed, and didn't know how to respond.He was inexperienced for the first time, and he was indeed reckless, and afterwards he found that when he fucked Kanqi last night, he actually had a sense of revenge + tameness, and he even wanted to make him dizzy Now, thinking about it now, I feel terrible. What kind of violent devil is harboring in my heart?

"I'm sorry... I really don't know..."

Kan Qi waved his hands and said, "Don't talk nonsense, and go have dinner with me after get off work."

"But today I'm going back to cook for my mother."

"You don't have to, just ask your aunt what she wants to eat and bring it to her at night."

"Then I have to do laundry after dinner!"

Kan Qi said impatiently: "How much time will it take you to throw your clothes in the washing machine, brother?"

"But..." Minglang said in embarrassment, "I don't have a washing machine at home."

Kan Qi was dumbfounded, and opened his mouth to look at him: "You don't have a washing machine at home? Then...you can wash your clothes and pants with your hands, but what about the sheets and quilts?"

"Just, just rub it with your hands!"

"Damn it..." Kan Qi let out a sigh of relief. Today it was minus three degrees, and he rubbed his clothes with his hands... What a poor man.What trivial and trivial life does he have that he has not seen?

"You know what, rub your hands better and cleaner."

Kan Qi glanced at him with distaste and distress. The bright life was the skinniest he had ever seen, but he lived a positive and enjoyable life. Situation, how many people can be as optimistic as him?

"I don't care so much, you must accompany me to dinner tonight, this is my compensation, and I don't accept any refutation." Kan Qi is like a kid who insists on playing tricks, unreasonable.

Minglang didn't refuse him any more, for the sake of his body suffering from pain, just... just accompany him for a while!

Lao Wu walked into the office with a file bag, "Brother Qi, everything is here."

Kan Qi opened the file bag, took out the materials inside and looked through them one by one, and there was a stack of photos attached at the back. After reading it, he smiled and handed the materials and photos to Minglang: "Look at it too. "

Minglang took it over and took a look, the person in the photo was beaten... Maybe his mother can't recognize who it is, kneeling on the ground with blood on his face, surrounded by loess, it is impossible to see where it is, take a closer look at the place There seems to be a well-dug hole behind the person. Could it be that there is still a plan to bury him alive?

Minglang still didn't react, and he didn't realize it until he turned over the final contract.

The contract clearly states: I, Li Chuanfu (Party A), voluntarily and voluntarily transfer the land at No. 162, Hong’ao Village, Xijiang City, to Xijiang Chuanghe Real Estate Development Co., Ltd. (Party B), after friendly negotiation and approval by the village committee , based on the principles of equality, voluntariness, compensation, and good faith, the following agreement was reached on the land transfer: the total area of ​​the land transfer is 330 square meters, and the total price of the land transfer is 50 yuan...

The rest of Qingming didn't look any further, he looked at Kan Qi for no reason, and combined with the photos, he knew that this must be coercion, beating people to half their lives, and forcing them to sign this kind of unconscionable unlawful agreement. equal contract.

The land transfer price of 330 square meters is only 50 yuan?This is only about 100 million yuan per mu of land, which is completely different from the compensation of 300 million yuan per mu of land that Kan Qi promised the villagers that day. It is a typical robbery.

"It's too vicious for you to force someone to transfer the land to you by such a low-level method!" Although Mingming was there that day, he saw how arrogant and domineering Li Chuanfu was, and he knew that he beat Kan Qi, but he didn't like it. For farmers, the land is the basis of their livelihoods, and losing the land is tantamount to breaking their rice bowls, even if they are given compensation, they are just waiting to sit and eat.

Kan Qi didn't take it seriously: "I've said it before, I've given him a chance, he didn't cherish it, he chose to kill himself, God can't save him."

"It's true that you can't do business without adultery, and do you still have a conscience..."

"What's a conscience worth?" Kan Qi snorted and said, "You are too simple. The modern white lotus is talking about a fool like you who really thinks there are no thieves in the world? Some people, if you don't eat them, they will turn around and kill you." Swallow the silly X!"

He raised his head and asked Lao Wu, "Is the village committee done?"

Lao Wu nodded: "No problem, anyway, except for Li Chuanfu's family in Hong'ao Village, the compensation is 100 million per mu, and the other villagers are still 300 million."

"Anyone else wants to try the law?"

"It's gone. Everyone is watching Li Chuanfu's matter, and no one dares to say anything."

"Did Murakami say when he can hand over the complete land transfer contract to us?"

"When I went this afternoon, the village director said to hold a meeting with the village group to unify opinions, and if there are no mistakes, we can give it to us within a week."

Kan Qi was very satisfied, he didn't suffer that beating in vain, this is the result he wanted most, not only settled the villagers, but also bought Li Chuanfu's land at a low price, for this group of uneducated vulgar people, killing chickens to scare monkeys forever is the most effective way.

I dealt with things in the office, and at 05:30, Kan Qi left the company with Ming Lang and drove to the parking lot.

Minglang didn't ask Kan Qi where he was going when he got in the car, anyway, it's the same for him wherever he goes to eat with others.It's just that the car was driving around the city ring road, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition, maybe Kan Qi was thinking...

"Where are you going?" Ming Lang asked.

"Of course I go home after get off work!" Kan Qi said.

"Why, why do you want to go to your house?" Ming Lang's reaction was a bit loud.

"What's wrong with going to my house?" Kan Qi knew what he was thinking: "Don't worry, even if you are lying on my bed now, I don't have the basic conditions for you yet."

Minglang rolled his eyes, why is this person's mind full of dirty things... Then his heart sank, yes, so what if it's dirty?Didn't I do it myself yesterday?Still, quite satisfied...

Originally thought that Kan Qi took him to the house to order takeaway, but he didn't know that when he got home, he put on an apron and started working in the kitchen by himself.

Minglang didn't bother him. He sat in the living room and watched TV for a while. He felt that he couldn't calm down, so he walked lightly to the kitchen. He remembered the way Kan Qi cooked bridge rice noodles for himself that day. It was about the same, Kan Qi turned his back to him, he didn't know what dish he was frying, judging from his proficiency in turning pots and spoons, he should be a frequent cook.

Kan Qi is wearing a dark gray shirt with half of the sleeves rolled up. His broad shoulders and straight back prop up the shirt just right. His well-developed deltoid muscles make his back look like a standard inverted triangle, especially when connecting Even if the erector spinae muscles of the lower body are wrapped under the shirt, the curvature of the waistline is obvious, and the long and straight legs are connected under the small buttocks... Minglang can fully imagine what it will be like inside Thrilling visual sense, why is this old guy's figure so watery?

Forget it, don't look at evil, don't look at evil...

Minglang hurriedly exited that unsafe place, and continued to watch TV absent-mindedly.He felt that he was not normal. He never had the feeling of wandering mind before, but recently he had it, and the frequency was gradually increasing like thick ink and light strokes.

What is a wandering mind... It is the feeling of the heart running around in the chest from time to time, sometimes even feeling that the heart beats to the stomach a second before, and then rushes to the throat, extremely restless, almost makes him Having the illusion of morning sickness... He was very troubled, but there was nothing he could do.

After more than ten minutes, Kan Qi arranged the food and asked him to eat.

Minglang walked to the dining table and saw that there was a bowl of fried rice with scallions and eggs, a bowl of vegetable tofu soup, and pickles, nothing else.It's very simple, this casual way of eating makes Minglang feel that the distance between him and Kan Qi has been shortened virtually.

Kan Qi served him a big bowl of rice and put it in front of him: "Taste it, I promise you will remember it forever after you eat it once."

Minglang picked up the chopsticks and murmured: "Is it so delicious..." Having said that, he could already smell the tangy aroma of eggs and green onions, and couldn't help swallowing.

"I lied to you as a puppy!"

Minglang was really hungry, so he took a mouthful of rice. The fragrant and soft rice was mixed with charred scallions and beaten egg flowers. , loose glutinous mouth, more delicious than my mother fried!

Of course, how does the rice they eat compare with Kan Qi's?

"Is it delicious?" Kan Qi looked at him expectantly, his eyes glowing, waiting for a word of appreciation.

"good to eat."

Before Kan Qi had time to be happy, Minglang said again: "I'm not picky about food."

Phew... he was so mad!

"Delicious is delicious. Why do you have to add that you are not picky eaters? Can't you just praise me?"

"Strange," Ming Lang was puzzled, "I'm not a gourmet, so is it useful to praise you?"

"Why not? If you praise me, I will... I will be happy!"

Minglang never stopped the chopsticks in his hand, he put some pickles into the bowl, and took a few bites with the rice: "Old Wu, do they praise you?"

"Fuck!" Kan Qi covered his face and was about to cry: "Why do I want Lao Wu to praise me..." Minglang, is your brain made of peanut butter?

Minglang hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Yes...it's quite delicious."

The author has something to say:

Because of the relationship between changing chapter 40 before, which affected the mood and progress of the codeword, I can finally read it openly today, hey!