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Kan Qi looked at Xiao Bing inexplicably, and the lunch box in his hand was patted on the ground, and the yellow fried rice with eggs and a small cup of soup were scattered all over the floor, and the soup and rice were still on the shoes. .

"What's your name, silly X?" Kan Qi asked.

Xiao Bing was dumbfounded, he rushed up to protect Mingming with confidence, but he didn't expect that the things in the lunch box were completely different from what he imagined, although they were all yellow things, they were fundamentally different.

Xiao Bing is empty, for a character like Kan Qi, even if he has reason, he dare not act rashly, not to mention that this time he is completely ignorant, a brain congestion... Now that I know I am afraid, I can only tremble He said, "I'm sorry, Boss Kan, I thought you wanted to..."

"What do you think I'm going to do?" Kan Qi asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"I thought you were trying to find fault..." Xiaobing said timidly.

"What am I looking for? I'm not a mad dog!"

"Then you came to my store last time..." Xiaobing didn't dare to say anything, but he kept thinking: Is there any difference between you and a mad dog?

Kan Qi came to his senses, he was referring to the incident where he came to the store to throw shit half a year ago, at that time he didn't deal with Minglang, now... now it's all clear, can it be compared with that time?

"Boss Kan, you don't care about villains. I did it to protect Brother Xiao Ming, so I knocked over your lunch box in excitement. You must not..."

Xiao Bing realized something was wrong when he said this, which means... Kan Qi brought food to Ming Lang?Xiao Bing immediately stared at Kan Qi in disbelief, his mouth shut in astonishment.

"Go on," Kan Qi raised his eyebrows, "Don't do anything?"

"Don't...don't bother with me." At this moment, Xiao Bing's mind was like an overloaded machine, running crazily to analyze what happened between Kan Qi and Ming Lang.

"Why are you so fierce?" Minglang blamed Kan Qi a little: "Go back first, I'll call you when I get home."

"My shoes are all stained by this stupid fork, they are sticky," Kan Qi pointed at his shoes angrily, "This is crocodile skin, rare leather, so it can't be stained with oil and water..."

"All right, all right," Ming Lang pushed him away, "I'll wipe it clean for you."

"It's none of your business, just wipe it off, and besides, do you know how to wipe it off?"

"I don't know, I'll send it to Old Zhang who repairs shoes for you, okay?" Minglang really couldn't stand his hypocrisy.

"Old Zhang who repairs shoes?" Kan Qi scolded, "Do you know how much my pair of shoes cost?"

"Killed a thousand."

"One thousand? You can't even buy insoles! Twenty-seven thousand, purely imported from Italy." Kan Qi whispered: "Purely handmade, only fifty pairs are produced in the world."

"Idiot." Ming Lang said contemptuously.

Kan Qi's concept of spending money is clear and I don't want to comment too much. I bought a pair of shoes for [-], and... also handmade a limited number of [-] pairs in the world.In his opinion, it is no different from a hundred and fifty pairs of leather shoes.

"Don't you still have something to do at the company? Go to the office and wait for me." Minglang's intention was obvious, and asked him to wait for him at the office building on Heping Road, just around the corner.

"Then you eat..." Kan Qi was still thinking about this question.

"It's okay, let's order takeaway." Minglang said.

Chirping for more than ten minutes, Kan Qi left reluctantly. Before he left, he still reminded Minglang that he would wait for him in the office all the time. Even Xiaobing was almost blinded by the way he looked back at that step.

Minglang turned around and walked back to the shop, then continued to work.Xiao Bing held back his doubts, and ignored the affairs of the store, and asked curiously, "Brother Xiao Ming, what's going on with you and Boss Kan? I'm so confused."

"Just ordinary friends." Minglang continued to read the manifest in his hand.

"Ordinary friends?" Xiao Bing is not so easy to fool: "I haven't seen any ordinary friends who can cook and give them to each other in person."

Kan Qina's expression is not as pure as that of ordinary friends, and his every gesture conveys intimate love.

"He's just by the way..." Minglang hummed.

"I have a relationship with you, and I haven't seen you let me pass by once!"

"..."

"Also," Xiao Bing rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "I heard from my mother that your blind date turned yellow again a few days ago?"

Mingming smacked his lips impatiently. It seems that the aunts of this age group are all of the same nature. They spend their lives gossiping about other people's private lives when they have nothing to do.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Why don't you look down on the few opposite sexes I've found for you?" Xiao Bing especially emphasized the word "opposite sex", "Is it because you are too demanding? Or is it because you have no fate? Or other reasons?"

When did Xiaobing become like an old mother?It's fine to chatter, but have you learned to insinuate?

"I don't like it."

"Then who do you like?" Xiaobing couldn't wait to answer.

Minglang looked at his melon-eating crowd with nothing to do to join in the fun all day long, and said with disgust, "What's none of your business?"

"If you don't tell me, I'll just guess!"

"Before you plan to make a wild guess, think carefully about it. Is it good for you to guess?" Minglang's words seemed to acknowledge Xiaobing's guess indirectly, and at the same time seemed to be threatening him, even if you guessed it, you'd better Just keep it in my heart.

Xiao Bing blinked his eyes, then his forehead lit up, and he almost suppressed his throat in excitement: "So it's really..."

Minglang stared at him sharply, and he quickly lowered his volume: "It's really... the boss of egg fried rice, right?"

Clear and silent.

Then there is nothing to guess, not to deny is to acquiesce!

Xiao Bing has an unbelievable expression on his face, oh my mother... God's ingenious match is too casual, can these two people work together? !

"Paralysis..." Xiao Bing's heart turned cold, "How did you get along with him... You really don't take the usual path. No wonder you don't like girls with any style that my mother said. It turns out that you have already found love."

"Have you finished talking? Hurry up and tally the goods." Minglang didn't want to hear him lamenting about himself and Kan Qi.

"It's not over." Xiao Bing squatted in front of Ming Lang and said in a low voice: "Brother Xiao Ming, I have played with you since we were young, but I didn't realize that you have... have that tendency?"

"I didn't find it either." Minglang counted the accessories in the box.

Xiaobing started the gossip mode of the aunt in the community: "Hey... how did the boss of Egg Fried Rice discover your potential in this area? You are so straightforward and can..."

"How about I call him and tell you, and you ask him yourself?" Ming Lang said coldly.

"Haha...don't, don't, don't," Xiao Bing shook his head in fright, "I'm just thinking about it, brother, don't push me into the fire pit, I don't have time to hide from him..." He only thought of Kan Qin The murderous eyebrows and eyes panicked.

Mingming warned: "You just need to know about this."

"I understand, I understand, but...how are you going to explain to Aunt Xu? You know, as long as you don't have a date for a day, she will definitely not let it go, especially when you are with my mother. The sky thunder stirs the fire, that's what one relishes in it..." Xiao Bing still knows his mother's attributes quite well, and when the two old people meet, they will talk endlessly, persevere, and persevere.

Minglang sighed softly, "I haven't thought about it, let's talk about it after a while!"

"Well," Xiao Bing said, "tell me what's going on."

"Tell your mother to calm down for a while, and I will thank you for less, less fanning my mother." This is the truth.

The little soldier has a black line...

At 11:30 in the evening, Minglang knocked on the door of the Heping Road office building, and Kan Qi opened the door, making a very unhappy face.

As soon as Minglang leaned against the door and closed it, when he walked in, he saw a messy pile of documents on the desk. He guessed that Kan Qi had been working before he came.

Minglang raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said, "If you can't wait, go back to sleep first."

"Why is this big motorcycle repair shop so busy?" Kan Qi sneered.

"I said I got a lot of accessories today." Minglang walked over, hugged Kan Qi from behind, buried his head in his ears, and took a deep breath.

The cool breath coming from the base of his ears made Kan Qi's body tremble. He enjoyed every little move Minglang made to him, but...

"Can you take a shower? Why do you look like you just came back from the construction site after moving bricks?"

"If you don't wash it, I'll leave after seeing you." When Ming Lang spoke, his head kept rubbing against his neck, as if he was looking for something.

Kan Qi sniffed the smell of sweat from his toil, and expressed disgust on his lips, but he was actually quite satisfied: "Look at me? Where else are you going?"

"Go home, it's getting late." Minglang's voice was not loud, and after being filtered by Kan Qi's skin and clothes, it became somewhat blurred, but it was lazy and sexy, and it was very seductive.

Kan Qi was even more displeased when he heard that the people who had been calling for him all day came to get a dip in the water and were about to leave.

"You're going to leave after showing your face, so why are you still here?"

"My mother is still at home, and I have to help her deliver and send the meat skewers to Uncle Liu's barbecue stand when I go back."

Seeing Minglang rushing around like this, Kan Qi still felt distressed, and said, "I told you not to hang around outside, just go back to the company to work, you just don't listen..."

"I don't want you to support me. You don't care where I work. I'm not afraid of being tired. What are you afraid of?"

Damn, it's fine if you're tired from work, and you still occupy our intimate time, of course I'm not happy!

Kan Qi muttered: "I'm tired like a dog. I only take that few money every month. Is it a bully...I have to deliver food after work. In love?"

Kan Qi's words were like a little girl complaining to her boyfriend, and she smiled brightly and helplessly: "He's an old man, how can he still be so sour when he speaks?"

"Originally, I'm trying to find time to see you here, what about you? Trying to find time to work overtime to deliver food, what am I?" Kan Qi pouted.

Mingming turned him to himself, and said face to face: "Based on what you know about me, what do you think you are, what are you to me?"

"How do I know..."

"You are my little husband!" Minglang leaned in front of him and said softly.

Kan Qi was shy and pushed him away: "Go away, the big man's words are disgusting..."

Kan Qi took out a lunch box from under the coffee table, opened the lid, and inside was a box of fried rice with eggs exactly the same as before.

Mingming looked at the lunch box without knowing it, and asked, "This is..."

Kan Qi brought the lunch box in front of him, and said proudly, "I fried another one for you when I got home!"

The aroma of eggs and rice wafted over, arousing Qingming's appetite again.

"Didn't everyone tell you that we ordered, ordered takeaway?" Minglang said this, and his heart warmed up. It feels so good to feel loved.

"Can takeout compare to my Thai fragrant rice? As far as your food is concerned, how unpalatable it is."

Kan Qi is really right about this point, the fast food tonight can only be so unpalatable, Minglang is planning to go home and order some noodles, unexpectedly Kan Qi will serve him a meal.

How could it be possible for Minglang to refuse such fried rice that suits his taste and eat it bite by bite.

While eating, he glanced at the pile of documents on Kan Qi's desk and asked, "What are you busy with?"

Kan Qi squatted beside him and watched him gobble up his food, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"The bank loan is due. I want to deal with the real estate in my hand and pay back part of it first." Kan Qi said very easily.

"How much do you owe the bank?" Kan Qi only said that he owed a loan of tens of millions, but he didn't know the exact amount.

"More than 4000 million, do you want to pay back some?" Kan Qi asked with a smile.

More than 4000 million?Ming Lang felt dizzy, if he owed so much money, he really couldn't laugh.

"Sure, I have the only house in my family, take it if you want."

"Go!" Kan Qi rolled his eyes: "Just selling the cultural relics and antiques in your house is not enough to pay the bank interest!"

"Are you going to sell the villa you live in?" Ming Lang asked cautiously.

"I don't want to sell it for the time being. Let's deal with the house in Kunming first, see how the price is, and make plans if it is not enough."

Minglang secretly sighed, a big family is a big family, and even has a house in the provincial capital!This is something Qingming never dared to hope for in his life.

"What if it's not enough?"

"Not enough... let's continue to sell the house!"

"How much real estate do you own?"

"Your brother and my family are rich! Don't worry about it."

That's what he said, but Minglang knew very well in his heart that the arms deal really made Kan Qi lose everything, and now he is just scraping together the funds to repay the bank loan.Coupled with the shutdown of the mine and the incident in Hong'ao Village, Kan Qi's main source of income has been cut off, and the situation in front of him is even worse.

Minglang has been thinking about this matter all the time, Kan Qi is in such a predicament because of him, he can't stand idly by.After returning home that night, he plunged into his room, took out the tin box from the small cabinet next to the bed, opened the lid, and took out the contents. A long-lost Buddha statue full of age mottled appeared before his eyes.

Buddha of Infinite Light...

The moment he saw this Buddha statue, he seemed to have returned to the life-and-death days when he fought with Kan Qi more than half a year ago. At that time, he was jealous of Kan Qi's various behaviors, and now he can't laugh or cry in retrospect.

Now the rigidity of Minglang's body has been unknowingly stripped away by Kan Qi, and the high wall of justice that was built in his bones before has gradually weathered, and he has really changed. For one person, the original adhesion has faded away. A skin sac covered with flesh and blood.

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It turned out that it was the Buddha who connected the two of them all the time. . . .