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Chapter 402 Give Some Qingyun Village Souvenirs

Outside the Jinhua Entertainment office building, a white small truck was parked.

There is a big Q-version sunflower on the small truck's compartment, which looks a bit cute.

Ruan Qi trotted out of the office building and saw the sun flower and the person standing next to the truck.

"Uncle Wan!"

Wan Teng quickly turned around, and before he could stand firm, a little rabbit named Ruan Xiaoqi was added in his arms.

A honest smile appeared on the man's face.

The little girl hugged him for a while and said happily: "Uncle Wan, why are you here in the Imperial Capital?"

"Come on cooperation." Wan Teng's thick-browed tiger eyes looked particularly honest.

He looked at the little girl carefully and asked with concern: "Have you healed the injury of falling off the cliff before?"

"It's been done long ago." The little girl grabbed his sleeve and said coquettishly, "Uncle Wan, I miss you so much. How are Grandpa Wan and Grandma Wan?"

Wanteng: "Everything is good, I just miss you very much."

As he said that, he looked up at the office building where Jinhua Entertainment was and asked, "Niu Niu, are your agents here?"

...

Ten minutes later.

In the curious sight of Jinhua Entertainment, Wan Teng, who was 1.89 meters tall and wearing a black down jacket, carried two large boxes for moving houses and followed the little girl into the office.

Shen Wenqian was shocked by the scene.

He quickly got up, "Ruan Xiaoqi, this person is..."

"It's my uncle," Ruan Qi helped Wan Teng put down the big box and said with a smile, "Uncle Wan knows that Brother Shen, you are very good, so I specially brought some local specialties for you!"

Shen Wenqian's face turned red by being praised.

"You are Mr. Shen." Wan Teng smiled and stretched out his hand, with a simple face, "My name is Wan Teng, I am Xiao Qi's uncle. Xiao Qi has caused you trouble these days."

Shen Wenqian quickly shook hands with him.

"This is what I should do. Mr. Wan sat on the sofa, what do you want to drink? Is the drink OK?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no need to worry." Wan Tenghan smiled and waved his hand, "I'll have something to do later. These two boxes of things are local specialties brought to Mr. Shen, oh by the way!"

He patted his head and took out a small lucky bag of drawstrings the size of a palm from his down jacket pocket.

"This is what Xiaoqi's grandparents specifically asked me to hand it over to Mr. Shen. The two old men said that they just did some side jobs at home and made some small things. It's not worth much money. I hope Shen Wenqian can like it."

Shen Wenqian glanced at the red lucky bag, and a picture immediately appeared in his mind—

The kind grandma Ruan sat in front of the lamp with reading glasses, sewing a small lucky bag with trembling hands. The needle and thread on this lucky bag were all love for her granddaughter and gratitude for her simplicity.

The eyes of the agent Shen Da’s eyes suddenly became wet.

He stretched out his hands and took it solemnly.

Um?

Very heavy?

Isn’t it something like peace talisman inside?

Shen Wenqian was about to touch the things in the small lucky bag, but Wanteng said again: "Mr. Shen, the local specialties in this box need to be powered on. Xiaoqi knows how to do it, and just ask her to teach you later. I still have something to do, so

Let's go first."

After saying that, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Wan Teng quickly answered the phone and waved his hand to Shen Wenqian while walking out.

Ruan Qi: "Brother Shen, I'll go and see Uncle Wan off."

The little girl followed her out in a hurry. Shen Wenqian was left in the lively office just now.

He looked down at the lucky bag in his hand, and was about to open it when Manager Tang of the Public Relations Department pushed the door and walked in.

He saw two big boxes on the ground and said in surprise, "Oh" sounded.

"What's this?"

Shen Wenqian: "The local specialties given by fellow villagers in Xiaoqi Village."

"Local specialty?" Manager Tang's eyes lit up, "The things grown in rural areas are original! Hurry up, where is the wallpaper knife, take apart the box and take a look!"

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