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Chapter 408 Heartless

Morning.

When Jiang Yang came back from running, he was holding a gray shopping bag in his hand.

Li Qingning glanced at it.

Shopping bag from a luxury brand.

She was surprised that she had brought something back instead of going out for a run. "What is that?"

"Bag."

Jiang Yang came over and said, "The latest popular bag, limited edition."

He finally couldn't help being happy and handed it to Li Qingning, "Wife, this is a gift for you."

Li Qingning put down the bass and saw that her husband was now like a primary school student who was eager to help others and was waiting for the teacher's praise.

She kissed him, took the gift, and asked, still confused: "Didn't you go for a run?"

Jiang Yang was stopped by Lao Wangtou when he was running, and when he came back, he met Aunt Niu downstairs.

Li Qingning leaned into Jiang Yang's arms and said, "My husband is awesome."

Li Qingning kicked Jiang Yang, which was too insulting to the bassist.

Jiang Yang opened the door and came in, sitting on the chair opposite the counter, "I sent you the story."

Jiang Yang has nowhere to go.

Huo Che saw it.

But this gift was truly thoughtful.

The door opens.

Huo Che glanced at him and felt that he didn't like him smoking, but he didn't know how to refuse, so he calmly replied with a price.

He finished the children's book "Uncle Mouse Got Up Late". Now he only put forward the story line, which is suitable for Huo Che to tell the story to children. After he sorted it out, he sent it to Huo Che on the chat software.

"Yeah?"

Huoche has not checked it.

Li Qingning gave him a high-five.

Huo Che recognized him and took out his lighter.

Then, Li Qingning still couldn't hold it back and laughed.

However, Jiang Yang is not without things to do.

Jiang Yang wondered: "Who is Hong Shan?"

Li Qingning glanced at Jiang Yang.

As soon as Li Qingning picked up the bass, he heard a song in Jiang Yang's heart: "...you who have no conscience, the poor person is me, me, the ruthless wind and rain, torturing that flower..."

He sent a message to Zhou Hao: "How is the commercial shooting going?"

"Daily humiliation completed."

Jiang Yang stood up and said, "It's heartless to cross the river and burn the bridge."

He just thought about what the train looked like and it didn't give him a headache.

Li Qingning tied her hair into a ponytail, revealing her fair and slender neck, "This is an electric ukulele with four wires."

Li Qingning smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

She put down the bass.

He suddenly kissed Li Qingning and walked to the bathroom.

He blew out a smoke ring and pointed at the train in Jiangyang, "How much does this train cost if you don't color it?"

If Li Qingning wants it, she can easily get it, but she is not very interested in pursuing it.

She knew the answer without having to guess.

After a while, he asked Huo Che for a piece of paper. He first made a pattern on the paper and then painted it with paint.

To put it another way, the most ruthless bass player in Black Bass is the bassist, just like the most powerful player in Black Hebei must be a fellow from Hebei.

Jiang Yang wanted to give Li Qingning a high-five.

"Yeah?"

Li Qingning was surprised.

Then, Jiang Yang said hello to Li Qingning and went to Huoche Train Model Shop.

The insurance man held a cigarette in his mouth and said: "It's a toy for the rich. Brother Huo, how about I follow you? The people living in the luxury community across the street are either entrepreneurs or celebrities. I'll go to the door and pick up a few obsessive boys and let them play with toys."

, how about you give me a commission?"

Jiang Yang nodded: "This book is good, and the author who wrote it is quite handsome."

This is just like being a pretty boy and eating soft food. Huo Che just doesn't read the news on the Internet and knows what the Internet is saying about Jiang Yang. If this kid said this to his face, wouldn't it expose Jiang Yang's scars and make Jiang Yang feel embarrassed?

"like."

This should be the latest limited-edition bag launched by the brand. Luxury stores have a limited quantity of stock and usually take care of old customers. It was sold out as soon as it was released. Li Qingning estimated that this bag just went on sale today and it was in her hands in the blink of an eye.

"boring."

The insurance man leaned down, waited for the car to ignite, then put his cigarette over it, took two puffs, and lit it.

This is not a gift that her husband can buy.

Jiang Yang sat next to Li Qingning and asked her to open it quickly. He liked Li Qingning's surprised expression so much when she opened the gift.

"What book are you reading?"

Huo Che is reading behind the counter in the store.

"How to talk!"

It would be great if her husband could name the luxury goods. When she lived in an apartment before, she would hold many bags in front of him and he couldn't see anything. When she went out, she would help her pick up the bags and sometimes even

If you play around with it, passers-by will think it is fake.

After breakfast, Li Qingning practiced at home and did not plan to go to the company.

Jiang Yang asked him what book he was reading.

Zhou Hao: "Fuck you, uncle, I will hang you on a street lamp sooner or later!"

Li Qingning: "What can I help you with?"

It can be seen that Aunt Niu’s daughter also carefully chooses gifts.

Huo Che was too lazy to talk to him at first, but now he couldn't help scolding him.

Zhou Hao: "It's almost over. I wonder why Director Jiang cares about the progress of the advertising?"

"Um."

Jiang Yang was curious: "Why does this guitar have no sound?"

Jiang Yang also knows a joke, "A band took a private plane to perform on the other side of the ocean. There was a problem with the plane halfway, and one person had to be thrown off. We discussed it and planned to throw the bassist off. Then, what do you think the bassist did?

How are you doing?"

"Oh."

Aunt Niu gave him the gift as a thank you from her daughter.

"Thanks."

She leaned into Jiang Yang's arms and laughed: "Be careful if Hongshan hears it and beats you to death with his bass."

Jiang Yang laughed: "Hong Shan told me this joke."

The insurance man was happy when he saw Jiang Yang looking at him, "Handsome guy, you are cultivating sentiments. We are so handsome. When we first came in, at first glance, I thought Wang Zheng, the great actor, had come to Brother Huo's store.

The worst you can do in the future is to be a pretty boy, have capital, and never be hungry——"

Huo Che showed him the cover of the book.

She thought Aunt Niu was very powerful. She could tell by looking at how happy the little man was now that this gift was sent to his heart.

Jiang Yang never expected that Huo Che had prepared everything and the service was so attentive.

Giving gifts is not a skill, but letting others give gifts is a skill.

Jiang Yang: "I almost thought I was unemployed."

"It's too much."

She opened the gift.

Jiang Yang nodded and asked Li Qingning if he liked it.

"Just a few words?"

He lowered his head and continued reading, pointing to the train model next to him, "I've put it together for you. Next to it is the paint. Oil-based paint is used to paint the train. The rosin next to it is used to clean the paint brush. What do you want to paint?

Do it yourself.”

"Aunt Niu gave it to me, thanking me for my help."

Jiang Yang’s wife is a big devil!

By the time Jiang Yang came out of the shower, Li Qingning could no longer hear the song.

Her husband is invincible and can arrange people with songs.

Jiang Yang raised his head and looked at him silently, wondering if he should be so specific.

The bassist didn't come at all.

that is--

until--

Jiang Yang took this gift and was puzzled before entering the house. Later, after thinking about it, he thought, "Maybe it's because she thanked me and Lao Wangtou for tricking her grandson into studying abroad."

Li Qingning pushed him and said, "You're all sweaty. Go take a shower."

Li Qingning rolled his eyes.

The store became quiet.

He sat over and looked at the train model for a while. It was a very classic steam train, but it hadn't been painted yet, so it didn't look very good. Jiang Yang sat in a daze, thinking carefully about the train bound for Hogwarts.

What does it look like.

A man in a suit walked in. He was dressed like an insurance salesman, a little bit arrogant. With a cigarette in his mouth, he came in and asked Huo Che, "Brother Huo, lend me a light." He saw

Jiang Yang, "Hey, we have guests."

"little Prince".

"that is!"

Huo Che's maintenance gave Jiang Yang confidence.

He also felt that the insurance man was too talkative, "Who is Wang Zheng? I'm not more handsome than him? He can be a pretty boy, but now he is just a piece of old bacon. Being an old pretty boy is more like it."

He still remembers the feud with Tanghulu.

Heartless——Ren Xianqi


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