Chang Che crossed his arms and watched the plane disappear into the sky without leaving any trace.
He looked scornfully.
His best assistant in the past two years stood behind him teasingly: "Just let it go? I thought you were going to hide in the house and raise canaries."
Chang Che raised his eyebrows and said, "She is not a canary, she is a golden eagle!"
It’s not that easy to raise! I don’t have the means to trap her yet, and there are a bunch of uncles and uncles at home watching, so I won’t beat her skin when the time comes!
However, Chang Che suddenly laughed at his strange analogy, and shook his black shirt until it suddenly felt like an eyesore. Wearing black all day long would be boring: "Prepare some purple shirts with gold edges for me, and
, cancel all the schedules for me, I want to go to South Korea."
Assistant Lu, who was keeping up, was puzzled and asked: "What are you going to do in South Korea?"
"Business!"
Assistant Lu was even more puzzled, "There's no business there, right?"
Chang Che suddenly stopped and turned his head. After giving him a flat look, he choked: "I can't expand the market without business?"
sure.
Assistant Lu's scalp exploded, and he consciously closed his mouth. He hated himself for talking too much, and replied with a smile: "I will go and investigate what money-making businesses there are in South Korea right away."
Chang Che was very satisfied with his answer, so he slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around, and left Juechen.
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Fu Qiongying had never felt that solid in her life. When the plane landed, she wanted to turn around three times and jump three times firmly to feel that the land under her feet was real.
Chang Mian came to pick up the plane in person and comforted his niece who was "too frightened".
In fact, he really didn't know what had happened between the two children, but his son actually did such an immoral thing as imprisoning his niece. As a father, he felt that his face had nothing to do with it.
Obviously Zeng Jin had a good relationship, so Chang Mian sighed and drove Qiong Ying to her door.
Send her into the house.
I sat and drank tea with my eldest brother Fu Hong again.
"Brother, I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."
Fu Hong smiled faintly: "Forget it, let them worry about their own affairs. Che'er has been suppressed by you in the past two years and has never even returned to City A. During the holidays, he only dares to call me to say hello.
Nian, how else are you going to torment him? I won’t even agree to teach him a lesson."
"I really didn't expect him to do such a thing." Chang Mian still felt wrong.
"Don't just take everything at face value. Okay, that's it for now. Don't worry about it anymore." Fu Hong looked at his wife who was chatting with his daughter outside, and then looked away: "This year's Chinese New Year, let Che'er come back. Call her.
What do you mean by New Year greetings? I want to see the real person."
"He really has to come back, where he can be free and have no one to restrain him!"
What Chang Mian said was true.
Although he restrained Che'er, that boy really lived a carefree life there. His achievements in the past two years impressed me even him. To be honest, he was definitely not proud if he didn't feel proud.
When Chang Mian left, Qiongying personally escorted Uncle Chang out, but when she returned to the house, she was scolded by her father.
"Che'er saved you, why did he do it wrong?"
Qiong Ying hummed: "He imprisoned me and locked me in his living room for two whole days. I was not allowed to contact the outside world. If I hadn't figured out a way on my own, I would still be locked up by him!"
Isn't it enough for her to complain a few words?
Qiongying shook her head and went back to her room, slept comfortably and peacefully. After a day's rest, she couldn't wait to board the plane to South Korea, eager to join her classmates.