Chapter 1318 The best two or five boys in the game (two in one)

According to the plot in the TV series, Qi Weimin went to the countryside next year. Qiao Qiqi and Qi Weiyi had a normal relationship, so they moved out of the old house and rented a single room outside. Just in time, Chang Xingyu was sent by Taili to study abroad.

Qiao Qiqi was dull and honest, a young man who could compete with Qiao Erqiang, which was a disaster for Yang Lingzi during this period.

If you just do that, forget it. The key is who Yang Lingzi is?

I smoke, drink and get tattoos, but I'm a good girl.

Yes, it's this kind of rubbish. What's even more annoying is that she gave birth to a daughter, which now drags down Qiao Qiqi.

"Simei, today is eldest brother's birthday, why are you talking about this?" Qiao Sanli saw the worry in Lin Yue's eyes, and quickly tried to find a way to ease the atmosphere: "Second brother, didn't you say you should show off your skills today? I'm here to help.

You choose the food."

"Oh, yes." Qiao Erqiang took out the celery from the net bag and handed it to her: "The aunt who bought the vegetables said that it was collected from the field. There has been a lot of rain recently and it is stained with a lot of mud. You can wash it more later.

all over."

"Why."

Qiao Sanli nodded and winked at Qiao Simei.

"Brother, let them be busy. You are the birthday boy today, just wait and eat."

Qiao Simei pulled Lin Yue to the living room and turned on the TV: "Brother, have you watched TV recently? My colleagues said that Shanghai TV's "The Legend of the Gods" is very popular."

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Qiao Erqiang made five dishes and one soup, and several people had a delicious meal. Qiao Simei was so full that she held her stomach while walking. In her words, she didn't eat breakfast and made up for it at noon.

Lin Yue smiled and did not expose her.

You know how to save your salary to go see your lover, but what about the food money? Can't you cut off part of the food money?

After lunch, Qiao Sanli put Lin Yue's clothes where they should be put away and washed what should be washed. By the time she finished her work, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Qiao Erqiang and Qiao Simei, one went to the cooking class and the other went back to the hotel to work and left long ago.

Lin Yue sent her downstairs.

"Sanli."

"Um?"

"Wang Yiding is a nice person, and he cares about you very much. Don't avoid him all the time, otherwise we will all get divided."

"..."

Qiao Sanli didn't speak, but nodded gently.

In Lin Yue's opinion, if it hadn't been for that accident, the marriage between Qiao Sanli and Wang Yiding would have been the happiest among the five children of the Qiao family.

"Brother."

When she was approaching the bus stop, Qiao Sanli suddenly stopped and looked back at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Are you... wearing perfume?"

"No." After saying that, he realized that the perfume Qiao Sanli was talking about should have the effect of [Super Sweat Glands]. When I go out to work on weekdays, in order to make a good impression on others, I choose to turn on this skill most of the time. In this way

, body fluids will emit a pleasant fragrance, and there will inevitably be residues on the clothes. Qiao Sanli has just washed his clothes, so it is normal to have such questions.

"Oh, it's Song Qingyuan. Every time he goes out in the field, he sprays some perfume on my clothes. He says it's easier to win the favor of the interviewee."

"No wonder."

Qiao Sanli accepted this explanation and didn't ask any more questions.

After seeing off his third sister, Lin Yue got on the bus to Nanjing University and went to the Chinese Department to meet Qi Weimin and talk about Qiao Qiqi.

According to his wish, he would live alone outside. If Qiao Qiqi was willing, she could move over to keep him company.

Qi Weimin knew that he had good intentions and agreed wholeheartedly, saying that he would go back and ask Qiqi for his opinion.

Turning around to Wednesday, Lin Yue received a reply from Qi Weimin, who said he was unwilling.

Well, if you think about it carefully, you can understand who Qiao Yicheng is. He has been picky and picky with his younger brothers and sisters since he was a child. The three of them in the old house are used to it, and they know that he is doing it for their own good. The Qi family

The situation is different. Qi Weimin, a good brother, has only one word for his attitude towards his younger brothers and sisters: "pet". As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. Qiao Qiqi moved to live with him? Isn't that making himself unhappy?

Anyway, it is still more than a year before Qiao Qiqi and Yang Lingzi have a relationship. This matter is not urgent. It is better to take care of the Qiao family first.

At the same time, Qiao Sanli told Qiao Erqiang about Ma Suqin selling tofu not far from Hong Banqiao Police Station, and warned him not to tell others that she was the one who told the story.

Of course, we can't talk about this matter. If Qiao Zuwang and Qiao Yicheng find out, they will definitely not be able to live without it.

From Qiao Erqiang's point of view, as long as he can see his master again, it doesn't matter if he is the enemy of the world, how could he possibly betray Qiao Sanli.

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A month later, a sudden cold snap suddenly brought Nanjing into the depths of winter. Both sides of the Qinhuai River had a northern twelfth lunar month weather. It was said that Xuanwu Lake was frozen. Pedestrians on the street wore thick down jackets, even the energetic young people.

He was no longer willful and put on a sweater, a waistcoat, and a small cotton-padded jacket.

Thanks to Qiao Zuwang, a telephone was installed in the old house.

When Qiao Sanli dialed Qiao Yicheng's number out of curiosity, wanting to tell him that there was a phone in her old house, the client was exchanging glasses of wine with Xu Funian and Mr. Liu, talking about the world in detail.

"See, in just over a month, the net profit has reached half or 10% of the principal. Xiao Song, this time you know Mr. Liu's strength. As long as you follow Mr. Liu wholeheartedly, a car doesn't matter. Big brother has the final say.

What, have you seen the newly built Nanhu New Village? It will take at least two years for you to earn enough money to buy a house there."

Xu Funian held a pair of chopsticks and waved them while talking, speaking with emotion and passion.

"Manager Xu, keep a low profile, keep a low profile." Mr. Liu with a mustache sat at the guest of honor seat and said with a genuine smile: "When we do business, first of all, we must be trustworthy. Secondly, we must be pragmatic and know how to do it.

Speeches are the icing on the cake, but in the end they have to be based on tangible benefits. Being able to lead everyone to make money is true ability and hard power."

Needless to say, this man does have some leadership qualities. In this day and age, ordinary people might really be led into trouble by him.

Song Qingyuan smiled and said: "Mr. Liu, you are so humble. Come on, come on, let me toast you."

He stood up with the wine glass in hand and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Xiao Song is okay, he is a real person, and I like him like this." Mr. Liu drank the wine in the cup.

The premise, or foundation, of this conversation was the 3,200 yuan placed in front of Lin Yue.

What is the concept of having these "profits" in one month and getting back the money in two months? Can ordinary people resist this temptation?

However, he also knew that this was the preferential treatment given by the two of them as employees of the TV station. Qiao Zuwang promised that the payback period for the neighbors of Shamao Lane was half a year.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Xu, you can do whatever you want. I...I'm going to...the bathroom."

Song Qingyuan stood up and walked outside, his steps a little messy.

Lin Yue asked with concern: "Song Qingyuan, are you okay?"

"No...it's okay. You drink with Mr. Liu. You must eat and drink well today." As he spoke, he opened the door and walked out.

Xu Funian pointed to the door of the box: "Is he really okay?"

"There is a waiter outside, it's okay, it's okay." Lin Yue stood up, holding the wine glass and said: "Song Qingyuan can't drink well, come to Mr. Xu, Mr. Liu, let's drink."

He drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the two people opposite him drank with him.

Xu Funian said: "Okay, 10% of the amount of alcohol is fine. Just follow his father, Brother Qiao can drink."

Mr. Liu smiled and said, "Xiao Qiao, I'll leave it to you to handle the manuscript."

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu, I'll take care of the manuscript."

"Okay, Xiao Qiao, come on, Mr. Xu and I will toast you in return. Remember to write Hongda better."

Mr. Liu filled his glass with wine and took Xu Funian with him to return the favor to Lin Yue.

"I know this. The more people who raise funds, the bigger the business will be and the more money they will make. Who can have trouble with money these days?"

"Okay, okay, that's good, I like it." Mr. Liu laughed and drank the wine in his glass.

He was not surprised at all by Lin Yue's performance. How much does it cost to work in a TV station a month? Five to six hundred yuan is a lot, why should you put the money with him? If you invest 3,000 yuan, you will get back 1,500 yuan in more than a month, and if you invest 30,000 yuan, you will get back 1,500 yuan.

What? Compared with the returns he gets here, the TV station’s salary is nothing.

In today's world, everything is about money. What's wrong with the educated people? The educated people have to bow their eyebrows and bow down to serve MONEY.

At this time, Song Qingyuan left and returned. If he was walking a little wobbly before, he was floating now.

"Mr. Xu...Liu...Mr. Liu, I can't do it anymore. I have to...have to take a break. You...you drink..."

Lin Yue looked embarrassed and said: "Look at how small you are."

Song Qingyuan gasped and waved his hands, looking like he didn't even have the energy to speak.

"Come on, Mr. Liu, leave him alone, let's drink." Lin Yue simply sat over with the bottle of wine and exchanged glasses with Liu and Xu.

After a while, the three of them were almost done drinking.

Lin Yue stood up unsteadily: "Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu...Mr. Liu, please just...just drink. The two of us...have prepared...a small gift...for you."

"A gift...a gift? You actually prepared a...gift, please...show it to me quickly."

"Clothes...clothes? Clothes...what's wrong?"

Mr. Liu can still remain somewhat sober, but Xu Funian over there has long been drunk and his tongue has begun to get tied.

Lin Yue "tripped" on a bump on the ground and almost fell down. Fortunately, he held on to a chair next to him, stabilized his body, and picked up Song Qingyuan's shoulder bag from the ground.
To be continued...