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Ma Suqin was very happy to meet an acquaintance by chance, with a languid smile on her haggard face.
The floral shirt and black trousers are very simple, and they don't feel as good as what she wore a year ago.
The energy level is also a bit low.
But even like this, it is difficult to conceal the gracefulness of the other party.
Qian Wen walked over with a smile, "What a coincidence, Master Ma."
"Yeah, I just tried to scream, but I didn't expect it was really you." Ma Suqin tugged some hair around her ears.
The two of them had just started talking to each other, but before they could even say polite words, a woman shouted out from a shoe store a few steps away.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Ma Suqin, where is Ma Suqin, where are the people?
It’s time to apply or not~”
Hearing this, Ma Suqin hurriedly turned around and pulled her neck, "Here we come."
Then he looked at Qian Wen apologetically and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Brother Erqiang, I have something else to do. I'll talk to you next time."
"Okay, you go about your business." Qian Wen nodded.
Ma Suqin hurried to the shoe store.
"What's wrong with you? If you don't want to find a job, you should tell me earlier, why would you waste my time?" The woman who just called me has a nose that is neither a nose nor an eye.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really need this job." Ma Suqin nodded humbly and said.
"Okay, come in quickly.
You are not the only one applying for the job, there are many young girls." The woman twisted her plump buttocks and walked into the shoe store arrogantly, with Ma Suqin following closely behind.
Qian Wen frowned slightly, then took a few steps closer and looked into the shoe store.
It is a shoe store that specializes in selling women's leather shoes. There are four young and beautiful girls standing inside. Ma Suqin is leaning on the edge with a bright smile on her face.
Listen carefully, the store is recruiting sales assistants and ask some basic application questions.
Qian Wen looked at it a few more times, turned around and left.
It seems that Ma Suqin, who returned from her hometown, did not return to Yuhong Machinery Factory.
But it's normal. She has been away for more than a year. Now the streets are full of laid-off workers. It's hard to find a job. It doesn't matter if there is a carrot or a hole. How can she go back to work?
After meeting Ma Suqin by chance, Qian Wen bought what he wanted to buy in the mall, shopped around again, and then went home.
The house is empty, Erqiang goes to work, Simei and Qiqi go to school.
As for Sanli, who wanted to study as a day student, Qian Wen asked her to live on campus and experience university life.
The house is quite deserted now.
I prepared the suit to be worn tomorrow, picked up the meowing little cotton and rubbed his soft belly, then walked downstairs, opened a bottle of Arctic Ocean, turned on the TV, and curled up on the sofa.
, watching TV series without any goals.
It's a bit lonely.
"Should I really find a partner?"
The little ones who had been noisy behind his butt gradually grew up and became adults. He actually felt a little bit deserted, which was a little unlike him, but he couldn't restrain it in his heart.
But soon he drove away the trace of loneliness, playing with the little cotton in his hand, and began to think in his mind.
“The harmony of yin and yang is the right way.
It seems that we need to find a sister-in-law for the second strong ones."
As evening approached, Simei and Qiqi had finished school, and Qiang Er also came back, and the house became lively again.
There was a lot of noise in the main room, and one could tell that Simei was tutoring Qi Qi in her studies, and she was the top tutor.
In the past, when Sanli was here, Sanli was responsible for Qiqi's studies. Now that Sanli is living on campus, this important responsibility falls on Simei.
As for why it’s not the top two?
You bastard, stop talking.
Top 2: "I still want to cook, okay!"
Da da da da, angry footsteps came from behind. Qian Wen was feeding Black Kite to eat beef paste every day in the small courtyard.
Tianzhen is really getting old, and the originally soft feathers have fallen off a lot, and now they rarely fly in the sky.
Looking at the situation, Qian Wen estimated that Tiantian would be leaving either this winter or next spring.
Recalling that he had caught fish, birds, and small beasts for them every day to help them overcome the difficulties of their childhood, Qian Wen gently touched its little head and said, "Don't they all say that an eagle can be reborn in nirvana, moult, break its claws, and sharpen its claws?"
Beak, you can live for a few more decades.
I haven't seen any movement from you.
Is it too comfortable? It will be too late if we don’t achieve Nirvana."
"Young~"
It chirped every day, as if answering him.
"I have no experience in treating poultry. You really give me problems every day.
In a few days, I will take you to see the veterinarian. I heard that there is a good old Chinese medicine doctor in the zoo to see if there is any miracle cure."
The angry steps behind him walked back and forth, but did not interrupt, disturbing him and Tiantian's soliloquy, until Qian Wen fed Tiantian all the meat paste in the small plate.
Flying clumsily back to the bird's nest every day.
The man behind him sighed, his anger was much lessened, and he asked aloud, "Brother, are you really getting old every day?"
If you ask knowingly, Qian Wen knows what it means.
Qian Wen walked to the kitchen with the small plate and said calmly, "Birth, old age, illness and death are the laws of nature."
The second chef who was cooking in the kitchen paused, touched the corners of his eyes gently, and continued to make the sound of chopping vegetables neatly.
In the Qiao family, Qiao Erqiang is the softest one. Regardless of the grown men, he is more caring and attentive to the little animals in the family than anyone else.
Following Qian Wen into the kitchen, Simei, who was behind Qian Wen, saw the bloodshot eyes in her second brother's eyes, and secretly slapped herself in the mouth to see which pot she wouldn't open.
After putting the small disc away, Qian Wen turned around and looked at Simei, "Aren't you tutoring Qiqi's homework? What are you doing behind my back?"
The words startled the dreamer, and Simei remembered what she was doing here, and her calm little face suddenly became angry.
"Brother, I am not very talented and can't teach Qiqi, so you should find another expert."
Qiao Erqiang, who was cooking, heard the sound and looked at Qian Wen.
He is too familiar with Simei, so he is seeking an advantage.
As soon as his mind settled, the idea in his mind came true.
"I'll give you an extra five dollars of pocket money tomorrow morning." Qian Wen certainly understood Simei's little thoughts.
"Ten yuan." Simei's big eyes fanned, and two words were printed in her eyes, money obsessed.
"Two yuan!" Qian Wen ate a carrot on a eucalyptus board.
Simei was anxious, "Why are you keeping the price low?"
"If you go or not, the two dollars will be gone." Qian Wen said.
"Five dollars, you can't go back on your word." Simei also took a red thing from the eucalyptus board and stuffed it into her mouth, turned around and ran to the main room, fearing that Qian Wen would go back on her word.
"What a picture of a girl with slanted eyes." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"Simei seems to have eaten the peppers I used to make fish heads." Er Qiang said.
"Ah~
It's so spicy to me, now I'm full of fighting spirit, here I come Qiqi." Simei Spicy's eyes filled with tears, what she wanted to eat was carrots.
In the bedroom, Qiqi was doing homework at the desk. He pursed his lips. He missed his third sister.
…………
The next day.
He put on a suit and tie, checked in front of the mirror, everything was fine, and set off.
When he arrived at the door of the police station, he saw Song Qingyuan and Xiang Nanfang waiting.
"Why are you here?"
Song Qingyuan looked him up and down, then punched his chest, "You're so handsome!"
I’ll accompany you.”
"I brought a camera as a souvenir for you." Xiang Nannan patted the leather camera bag on his chest.
At the door of the police station, the police officer was already waiting for him. When he saw him coming, he hurried over.
Qian Wen looked at the two of them and said, "Let's go in first."
The police comrade led the way and followed us to a small auditorium, where there were already many people.
Among them, Qian Wen also saw an acquaintance.
When acquaintances saw him, they raised their thin eyebrows and seemed a little proud.
Talking to him from a distance, Qian Wen didn't bother to think about what he meant. He turned around and followed the police comrades to the front of the stage.
The angry acquaintance stamped his feet.
"Southern, there seem to be 10% acquaintances among reporters.
Moreover, it seems that the relationship is not ordinary." Song Qingyuan patted Xiang Nannan with his elbow and touched his chin as he pondered.
"I'll find out if I ask later." Xiang Nannan was not as curious as Song Qingyuan. He took out his camera, found a suitable angle, and prepared to take pictures for me.
"Boring." Song Qingyuan showed little interest.
The awarding process is very simple, and Qian Wen is just one of the links.
The main reason is that the suspect of serious murder was arrested. This is a naked political achievement. Then there is a good opportunity for reporters to publicize it.
First, the leader of the police station came on stage to speak, then the leader who handled the case gave a speech, and finally the police officer talked about the case to the extent permitted so that reporters could report in.
More than an hour passed like this, and he was next.
Before entering the conference room, the police officer had already told him what to say, but he was too lazy to think and accepted it readily.
I briefly talked about the process of bravery and bravery, thanked the country and the school for their training, and thanked the comrades from the police station for their prompt response. Finally, I presented the award, a bonus of 200 yuan, and then accompanied the policeman at the table and accepted a formal interview with the reporter.
Ask.
In fact, he didn't want any awards or interviews, but no one asked him for his opinion at all, and arrangements were made to notify him directly.
Qian Wen had no choice but to accept it silently. Besides, it was a good intention.
"Hello, Mr. Qiao, as a well-known writer in Jinling, do you think of yourself as a righteous hero because of your martial arts works, so you have the urge to act bravely?
You know, the police comrade just described that the other party was armed with a knife."
Jinling Daily reporter Ye Xiaolang and Kakaka took several photos of him, and then interviewed him with a notebook and pen.
The smile on her little face was bright, as if she was saying that she wouldn’t accept my interview, and it finally fell into my hands.
Ye Xiaolang looked at Qian Wen in high spirits, waiting for him to answer her question.
Qian Wen also smiled, very sunny and bright. Did he look very kind?
Qian Wen did not answer Ye Xiaolang's question, but looked at the criminal investigation leader who was accompanying him, "Leader, can I prove that I have the ability to protect myself? Didn't I act impulsively?
It can also let the people who read the newspaper know that when acting bravely, they must act within their capabilities, and when encountering gangsters, they must call the police first. Personal safety is very important."
The head of the criminal investigation nodded and was curious about how he could prove that when he was interrogating the gangster, he heard that Writer Qiao captured the gangster in three strikes, five strikes, and five divisions.
The reporters surrounding him thought he was going to box or practice kung fu to show that he was not a weak scholar, so they all backed away to make room for him.
"I need a man or woman to cooperate with me." Qian Wen said with a smile.
"I'll come, I'll come." Song Qingyuan was interested in this matter and stretched out his hand.
The police officer on the side silently lowered his hand.
Qian Wen ignored Song Qingyuan and looked at Ye Xiaolang who was very proud, and the expression on his face revealed that he was not yet in his hands.
He said politely, "Since this reporter asked this question, can I invite you to cooperate?"
The proud Ye Xiaolang didn't realize that something was wrong, but he didn't want to be a sparring partner. He was about to shake his head, but of course Qian Wen wouldn't let him go and directly pulled her into the scene.
In front of everyone, Ye Xiaolang didn't want to get stage fright, so he put everything aside and said, "Okay, I will cooperate with Mr. Qiao."
"How do I need to cooperate?"
Qian Wen smiled warmly, which made Ye Xiaolang stunned. He didn't expect this guy to be quite handsome, and then...
Ye Xiaolang's left arm was dislocated.
Qian Wen touched him again and Ye Xiaolang's right arm was dislocated.
"Hiss~"
Fierce pain surged into Ye Xiaolang's brain, and she was about to scream out in pain.
Qian Wen rubbed her chin, his tongue twitched, and her shouting turned into whimpering.
Reporters suddenly surrounded him, scrambling to interview him.
"This is?"
"Mr. Qiao, is this Kung Fu?"
"Is this acupuncture?"
The reporters focused more on the topic. How was Ye Xiaolang? They didn't have time to care about it. There were still police.
On the side, Song Qingyuan and Xiang Nanfang saw something strange.
He whispered, "Nanfang, what is certain is that Yi Cheng and this reporter are not friends."
"Everyone, don't crowd, don't crowd."
Qian Wen was fine, but Ye Xiaolang suffered. Her arm was dislocated and she was squeezed by several reporters. Her arm, which she could not move back and forth, hurt and she burst into tears.
At this moment, she not only hated Qian Wen, but also hated these reporters.
Soon the scene was restored under the control of the police comrades.
Qian Wen also pressed Ye Xiaolang's arm smartly.
"you……"
As soon as Ye Xiaolang regained his tongue, he wanted to curse loudly and attract the police to seek justice.
Qian Wen took out the 200 yuan he had just been awarded and put it into Ye Xiaolang's hand, "I'm very sorry for frightening the reporter comrade, my fault, my fault.
I am willing to make amends."
"You..." Ye Xiaolang still wanted to curse.
Qian Wen stuffed five more big unity cards into Ye Xiaolang's hand.
"Two hundred and five, please forgive me."
Two hundred and fifty yuan was quite a lot, two and a half months' salary for an ordinary worker. People present who didn't know what was going on felt that Qian Wen was very sincere.
Here comes the sarcastic remarks.
"Reporter Ye, Mr. Qiao didn't mean it. Besides, it's not your question."
"You also agreed to cooperate, and Mr. Qiao also apologized."
"Yes, the police comrades also saw it. It was all a misunderstanding."
At this moment, Ye Xiaolang wanted to tear the mouths of these people apart.
You didn't suffer the consequences, but the sarcastic remarks came loudly.
Although the police comrade saw some clues, he was here to present the award today. Besides, he had tacitly approved it. The other party was offering compensation and apology. He didn't want to turn a good thing into a bad thing, so he made it a big thing and made it a trivial matter. He treated it as a person.
A small misunderstanding.
"Okay, it's all a misunderstanding. Let's stop here today." The police comrade said.
Ye Xiaolang was so angry that he waved his hands and said, "Who wants your dirty money?"
Money was scattered all over the floor.
Qian Wen shrugged and didn't care.
But the police officer who had just made a conciliatory statement turned dark and didn't give him any face.
Ye Xiaolang took his things and ran away. Qian Wen hurriedly caught up with him, shouting behind him, "Comrade reporter, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
When he arrived at the door, he speeded up his pace slowly and stopped Ye Xiaolang who was running in front.
Ye Xiaolang put his bag in front of him, took a step back, and said cautiously, "What are you going to do? This is the police station, I'm going to call someone."
Qian Wen smiled, took a step forward, leaned against Ye Xiaolang's ear, and whispered, "I'll tell you, we don't get along, so you will be unlucky when we meet.
So, I sincerely say, don’t get in front of me again.”
Today, this interview was obtained with great difficulty by Ye Xiaolang.
A few days ago, their newspaper office knew that there was such a courageous person who presented an award, and the person responsible for the interview was actually not her. However, after learning that it was Qiao Yicheng who had done something courageous, she took the initiative to invite her to do the interview.
The purpose is to show off in front of the other party and make the other party look bad.
It’s not that I don’t want to be interviewed by her, I still got interviewed, so why are you pretending to be so?
But she didn't expect that with such a ghostly appearance, not only was she unable to relieve her anger, she was even so angry that she wanted to cry.
"Gentle scum, you bastard, get out of the way." Ye Xiaolang pushed him hard and ran away.
Qian Wen was not teasing Ye Xiaolang, watching the other party disappear.
"Why bother?"
After a while, Song Qingyuan and Xiang Nanfang came out.
"Here, two hundred and five." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.
"No, I can't bear it." Qian Wen took it with a smile.
I don’t know if Ye Xiaolang will regret it when he goes back. After suffering the pain and losing his money, will he hug his knees and cry?
"Do you know each other?" Xiang Nanfang asked curiously.
"Well, a reporter without much bottom line." Qian Wen introduced simply.
Xiang Nanfang nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Song Qingyuan and Xiang Nanfang both have their own judgments about whether Qian Wen is a friend they can make, and not just a small incident can affect their relationship.
Afterwards, Qian Wen took the reward of 200 yuan and treated the two of them to a feast.
The act of bravery was quickly reported in the newspaper. When Sanli found out, she ran back. Instead of meeting her heroic brother, she got angry with him for the first time and told him to stay away from such things in the future, otherwise she would ignore him.
He did.
Qian Wen repeatedly promised that there would be no next time.
In a flash, a week passed.
Qian Wen came to the studio to show up today.
"Boss, you have found the nannies you are looking for. We have found three in total. I will ask them to come in the afternoon. Can you take a look?" Zhang Guanghua said.
"Okay, call me when someone comes."
Qian Wen walked into the office and started working and writing a book.
Time passed little by little. I don’t know how long it had passed, but there was a knock on the office door.
"Come in."
"Boss, we're here." Miao Miao opened the door and came in.
"Well, I'll go out right away and pour them water first." Qian Wen didn't even raise his head and almost finished writing.
Ten minutes later, Qian Wen opened the door and walked out of the office.
"Boss, they are here to apply for nannies." Miao Miao introduced.