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Kan Qi sat in the office, brewed a pot of old tree tea and sipped it slowly. The bright spring sunshine shone into the office. Although it was dazzling, it could heal the heart and soul.

The batch of weapons in Chiang Rai has been confirmed. It was indeed purchased by a group of local mercenaries in Laos. What those people value is not the price, but the value of the battlefield force. They are very satisfied with the batch of weapons in their hands. Sui Zhengyi took people to After seeing the goods in the warehouse, they decided on the spot, including the part of the goods in Maijayang, Myanmar, to buy them all.

There are really not many buyers who can meet such a quick deal in smuggling now, and the price they offer is not low, but Kan Qi is not happy, and is still worried.

Why is there always a sense of frustration that if he really makes this deal, he will be sorry for Minglang for the rest of his life?

Others don't understand him, how can even Minglang look down on him like this?Kan Qi took out the construction prohibition order from the Environmental Protection Bureau from the drawer and read it again. His mine, with an investment of tens of millions, had been forced to suspend work indefinitely for rectification due to pollution problems, and now the mine was lying there like a barren mountain. No, paralysis...

Then the problem he was most worried about happened in Hong’ao Village. The village leaders were re-elected ahead of schedule. The new village chief and village director were the same group of people who were at odds with them before, inciting more than 500 villagers to collectively deny the previous two parties. The compensation agreement was not signed and approved by myself, and all evidence was overturned.

As for the villagers, whoever tells you benevolence, righteousness and morality, conscience cannot be eaten, as long as they have money, they will recognize you as their ancestors. Once the newly appointed village leaders lure and instigate them, they all change their faces and refuse to recognize others.

Now the country’s protection policy for farmers is unprecedentedly open. After the negative incidents in the past few years, the developers are completely at a disadvantage, which leads to the current situation. A negative existence that does all kinds of evil.

It has been chaotic for a whole year, and now the mine is shut down, and the real estate cannot be started in the near future, but the bank loan must still be repaid. This is Kan Qi's biggest worry.

It can be said that the only business in his hands now is smuggling, which can allow him to withdraw funds as quickly as possible. If this gets any worse, he will really collapse.

Lao Wu pushed open the office and walked in, saying, "Brother Qi, please confirm the air ticket to Chiang Rai, the day after tomorrow at 01:30 noon, do you think it's okay?"

"no problem."

"What about the villagers? If they continue to spread rumors, I'm afraid it will affect the sales of the real estate." Lao Wu worried.

"Hmph... Sales? Now it's a question of whether you can build a building." Kan Qi sneered.

"Why don't we deal with it privately? These farmers are too aggressive!"

"No."

"Then we can't let them spread rumors like this?"

Kan Qi thought for a while, and said, "I don't want to think about this issue for the time being, let's talk about it when I come back from Chiang Rai!"

Old Wu paused, as if he had considered it for a long time before he spoke: "Brother Qi...have you lost your hair recently?"

Kan Qi was taken aback, then patted his head: "Ah? Is it obvious?"

"Well, the hairline has obviously taken a step back."

"Uh, I haven't slept well lately..." To be precise, it should be because I stayed downstairs at Minglang's house for too long, and it hurt too much to stay up late.

"You have to be optimistic about yourself, but you can't get sick from overwork."

"Well, I see."

You know shit!Old Wu cursed in his heart.

"That evening Captain Yao's dinner..."

"Of course I'm going. Does that matter?" Kan Qi said cursingly: "Before you guys were merciful with those fines for driving violations, otherwise you would have gone in to eat bad food! Damn... just you More than 100 points have been deducted, how many driver's licenses do you have?!"

"..." Lao Wu scratched his head and didn't dare to make a sound.

Minglang didn't go for takeout after get off work from Xiaobing's repair shop today, but went to a Malatang hot pot restaurant near the artificial lake in Xijiang City.

My mother said last night that he could choose not to attend today's dinner, at worst she would invite the pedicure girl to sit at home and chat all night, anyway, the two of them would have to meet alone.

Minglang held back his anger and had nowhere to vent his anger, but he knew that his mother could do what she said on this matter, and she would never give in, so he could only choose to compromise.Thousands of mistakes are my mother's problem, the girl is right, even if you don't like her, you should politely refuse, this is what Minglang will do tonight.

"Why didn't you even change your clothes?" Xu Huafang said on the phone.

Minglang was sitting in the hotpot restaurant waiting for the girl, with an impatient look on his face, his mother had called her fourth time within half an hour.

"I'm always like this, yes, what can I change?"

"You're such an idiot. If you smack there in a dirty way, people will see you as if you just came back from working in the field. You're sweating profusely, and your first impression is ruined. Why are you..."

"It's just right when it's broken." Ming Lang said coldly.

Xu Huafang was stunned.

"Anyway, I don't care, you have to finish this meal seriously, and the next thing depends on whether the girl likes you or not."

"It's best not to fall in love with me." Minglang warned: "This is the last time. If you want to arrange this kind of thing for me again in the future, don't blame me for not showing face."

The mother and son fought on the phone for a long time, and finally Xu Huafang gave up the argument and said, "I gave her your mobile phone number, and she will call you when she arrives." Then she hung up.

Qingming is helpless, does an old woman of this age have nothing else to do besides solicit matchmaking all day long?Why do you always take the people around you as a disaster?

After 5 minutes, Minglang's cell phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number. It is likely that the girl came to the door.

He went out and saw a girl in a T-shirt and sweatpants at the door of the store. She looked like she was waiting for someone, needless to say, she must be waiting for him.

"Hello, this is Jiang...Jiang..." Ming Lang couldn't remember the girl's name.

The girl smiled slightly: "Jiang Yuanyuan."

"Oh yes, I'm sorry." Ming Lang said.

"Are you Minglang?" Jiang Yuanyuan asked.

"right……"

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, there are quite a lot of people making appointments in the store this afternoon." Jiang Yuanyuan apologized.

"It's nothing, let's go in." Ming Lang really didn't mean to be polite to the girl at all, but he didn't realize it at all.

"I ordered the mandarin duck pot, is that okay?" Ming Lang asked.

"Yes, I'm not picky about food." Jiang Yuanyuan nodded.

Then there was nothing to say, Ming Lang looked around, wondering why the pot hadn't been settled for so long, he was restless even if he stayed here for a second, always thinking about when it would be over.

"Are you usually busy?" Jiang Yuanyuan took the initiative to talk, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

"Well, there's a lot of work." Ming Lang said.

"I heard from my aunt that you work in a motorcycle repair shop?"

"Ah."

"Doing repair work?"

"Do everything."

"That was hard work."

"It's not hard."

"..."

Look at Minglang, she chatted to death easily, the girl smiled speechlessly, and said nothing.

After a while, Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't help but asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"No, what's the matter?" Qingming didn't understand.

"I see that you are restless, and I think you have something else to do!" Jiang Yuanyuan clearly condemned him.

Minglang understood the meaning of these words, and said embarrassingly, "Sorry..." He also felt that this was a little disrespectful.

The waiter brings the bottom of the pot to the table, and then arranges the dishes one by one.

"What do you want to eat?" Ming Lang asked.

Jiang Yuanyuan looked at the vegetable rack, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "Why do you eat all the internal organs? The cholesterol is very high."

"I..." Minglang wanted to say that he didn't order any dishes at all, and let the waiter look at the matching, but it would be too offensive, "I thought girls like to eat these..." Changed a statement.

"I like vegetarian food."

"Oh...how about a change?" Ming Lang asked.

"No," Jiang Yuanyuan lifted a plate of shrimp and poured it into the pot: "I eat seafood."

"Oh..." Minglang ordered a few vegetarian dishes. He didn't have much appetite, so he just thought he was eating with the girl.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuanyuan was not too polite, chatting with Minglang while eating, "You usually have to work morning and evening, so you must be very tired, right?"

"Well, it's alright."

"With your amount of exercise, how much walking do you have to do in a day?"

Ming Lang said with a faint smile: "I haven't counted it, I have indeed walked a lot, and sometimes the soles of my feet hurt when I go home at night."

"That must have hurt the plantar nerve."

"Haha..." Minglang never thought about it.

"Come over to my shop when you're free, and get it for you." Jiang Yuanyuan said generously.

"Ah? Playing with your feet?" Ming Lang asked.

"Yeah, let me show you, I guess you are sick from overwork, either liver or kidney, there must be something wrong." Jiang Yuanyuan diagnosed.

"Aren't you doing nail fungus?"

"We do everything related to feet, including foot massage, repairing corns and so on. If you come over tomorrow, I'll take a look for you. People like you who run around the streets all day probably have paronychia or something."

"No, no, no... I don't," Minglang declined, "My feet are fine, there's nothing wrong with them." When he thought of someone hugging his feet and rubbing them, he felt uncomfortable.

"You are wrong," Jiang Yuanyuan said: "Nowadays, due to various problems in climate, environment and diet, most people have beriberi, which are only mild and serious problems. Onychomycosis is derived from beriberi fungus, which will make your toenails It's getting thicker and thicker..."

"I don't think we should, don't talk about this when we eat..." Minglang couldn't listen any longer, he didn't want to eat anything at first, and being described by her so eloquently and emotionally was even more disgusting.

"You think it's dirty, don't you?" Jiang Yuanyuan said unyieldingly: "We always soak the feet of the customers first, and then start the treatment after the work is done."

Minglang simply put down his chopsticks and said, "Okay, then you can continue talking!"

Jiang Yuanyuan was taken aback by this tough action, she didn't expect Minglang to be serious with her, and he didn't seem to be in a pretty mood today.

"...If you really mind, then I won't talk about it."

Only then did Minglang pick up his chopsticks and start eating again.

Jiang Yuanyuan picked up a shrimp and asked cautiously, "Can you peel the shrimp for me? My hands are very clumsy."

Minglang wanted to refuse at first, but then he thought that his reaction just now was a little too aggressive, and he had already discredited the girl, so don't embarrass her anymore.

So he agreed to Jiang Yuanyuan's request and helped her peel the shrimp.

Just halfway through peeling, there was a sudden gust of wind in front of Minglang, and a man came out of nowhere and slapped the table with an exploding sound.

Before he had time to react, when he looked up, he was startled by the man standing in front of him whose eyeballs were about to burst.

Kan Qi looked like he just got out of a spicy pot, his cheeks and even his eyes were red, and he looked calm but stared at him angrily.

Minglang's heart skipped a few times, then he calmed down and said nonchalantly, "Is there something wrong?"

"You... what are you doing?" Kan Qi no longer cared about his self-esteem. He had been observing the door for about ten minutes. He wanted to just grit his teeth and stomp his feet to leave, but he couldn't.

Because the person sitting inside is Mingming, because the person sitting opposite Qingming is a woman!Lonely men and widows eating together is just like a blind date, so the fuck did they find a new family so quickly? !The more Kan Qi thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Of course I come here to eat hot pot." Minglang tried his best to look normal.

"Eating hot pot... so simple?" Kan Qi obviously questioned.

"Even if it's complicated, you can't care about it, right?" Minglang peeled off the prawns on his hands and put them in Jiang Yuanyuan's bowl.

Qingming didn't know whether his action was intentional or unintentional, and Kan Qi became more and more anxious when he saw it.

"you……"

Jiang Yuanyuan looked at the two of them inexplicably. The feeling between these two people is very strange. Judging from the way they speak, they seem to be enemies, but the eyes they look at each other are full of content, which cannot be described... It is a kind of love and killing. Love, hate, and hatred are in it, like a long drama.

"Do you have anything to do?" Minglang looked at him sideways, "Why don't we just sit down and eat together, if you don't like it then... I won't keep you."

"I warn you not to be too presumptuous!" Kan Qi squeezed out a few words between his teeth.

Why does this sound so infuriating?What is a warning?What do you mean don't be presumptuous?Even if I step on the colorful auspicious clouds and make a scene in the heaven, I have nothing to do with you!

Minglang smiled sarcastically: "No...it's none of your business what I do, brother?"

Minglang's sarcastic expression and that shady "big brother" voice made Kan Qi want to smash the hot pot.

"Don't go too far..." Kan Qi simply couldn't tolerate Qingming being in the same frame as other women. Although he was very annoyed, he knew that he had no position to criticize Qingming.

"What do I do, am I going too far?" Ming Lang asked.

"What the hell are you doing at this time, what are you doing here?" Kan Qi scolded.

When Minglang heard what he said, he immediately lost his composure, and replied: "Have I cheated on you? You are so excited, so excited!"

"If I'm not sure, I won't be sure!" Kan Qi had put on his old face and yelled like a shrew.

Qingming feels uncomfortable, we both go our separate ways, you are here like the dean, you can't do this, that's not allowed, why?

"I would also like to advise you, don't... don't worry about other people's parents, and focus on big things. I believe you have more important things to do than this."

This insinuation can only be so accurate.

Kan Qi was choked to the point of choking, he knew he was wrong, and he also knew that he would not be able to find a foothold to refute with reason for a while, so he could only start messing around.

"I know my affairs well, but I have to take care of your affairs, how?" He stared at Qingming burningly.

Jiang Yuanyuan, who was on the sidelines, was even more confused when she saw the two of them twisted into a ball. The more she watched, the more she was sure that they were not enemies, and from the conversation, she could hear the intricate past between them. unclear.

...Could it be a couple before?

The author has something to say:

The uncle has always had a kind of aunt's temperament, he can't tell the truth, he is reasonable, and if he doesn't understand me, he will mess around!