Sister, you miss me

Jiang Haichao rushed out of the scenic spot, only to see Nie Qing squatting on the back of his Mercedes, weeping.

"Little Qing..."

Seeing Nie Qinglihua with rain, Jiang Haichao couldn't help but feel throbs.

"Let's talk in the car."

Jiang Haichao opened the car door, held Nie Qing's shoulder, and let her sit in the passenger.

Nie Qing slumped his head, squatted around his waist, his face was ashes, as if his spine had been drawn, and he was haggard and distressed.

Jiang Haichao got into the car from the other side. Just after closing the door, Nie Qing slapped the center console and cried loudly.

"Xiaoqing," Jiang Haichao said in a gentle tone as much as possible, "it seems that you have moved your true feelings towards Yang Feng. Fortunately, you haven't gotten too deep. Now that you can see his true colors, everything is too late."

Nie Qing suddenly plunged into Jiang Haichao's arms, crying and said, "Why, why, Yang Feng, how could Yang Feng treat me this way!"

The nose and tears were all wiped on the front of Jiang Haichao's Versace silk shirt.

Jiang Haichao hugged Nie Qing’s exquisitely buoyant and trembling body, and rubbed her sturdy and elastic back with his palms. He took a deep breath and said affectionately: "Don’t be afraid, Xiaoqing, my brother will always protect you. No one hurts you, never!"

Sister Xiaoqing, who was dreaming and dreaming, finally fell into her arms. At this moment, Jiang Haichao felt that everything she had done so hard was worth it.

Although Nie Qing was upset, even pessimistic and desperate, she still felt Jiang Haichao's restless hands. She slowly got up from Jiang Haichao's arms and turned her face to tears.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Haichao was surprised.

"Brother Hai Chao, thank you, I'm much better now."

"but……"

Nie Qing turned to look at him: "You are my elder brother whom I respect and love, Xiaoqing doesn't want you to misunderstand."

"What?" Jiang Haichao's eyes widened, unable to say a word for a long time, and suddenly became excited, "Xiaoqing, you should understand my intentions. Is Yang Feng really so good? He and a woman are doing such a thing in broad daylight. What do you want for such a man?"

Nie Qing closed his eyes and said softly, "Do women have to be men? Can't you live without a man? Haha, I want to devote all my life to a vigorous career."

With that said, Nie Qing opened the door and strode towards the distance.

"Xiaoqing, I'll give it to you, I..."

Nie Qing turned around and stopped him: "Brother Hai Chao, please let me be alone."

"This...this is not the result I want!"

Watching Nie Qing's figure disappear at the end of his vision, Jiang Haichao yelled and slammed his fist on the hood of Mercedes-Benz.

"What did you do?"

"What nerves!"

Two loud noises sounded behind him, Jiang Haichao filled his chest with anger, turned around slowly, and stared at the two uniformed security guards with a pair of bright red eyes.

The tall and thin security guard circled the Mercedes Benz, and finally stopped at the front of the car. He touched the recessed pit with his hands. He pointed his finger at Jiang Haichao: "It's over, this is the imported version of the Mercedes-Benz S600. You will pay if you sell it. Sorry, even if your kid has a hatred of the rich, it won't be like this!"

The chunky security guard shook his head: "Boy, have you been drinking? With the blood on your head, it's easy to do stupid things. Look, get ready to sell iron!"

"You have to sell the kidney!" Gao Shou security shook his index finger, "Don't even want to run, the nature of the run will change, and you can't run away at all, you..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Haichao roared, opened the door, sat in the driving seat, and roared away after the ignition.

The two security guards flashed to the side in fright, and still took a big mouthful of exhaust gas, and failed to respond for a long time.

"It turns out to be a rich lunatic!" After a long time, the tall and thin security guard curled his lips and said.

"It's 80%!" The chunky security guard nodded in agreement.

...

At Shengge's strong request, Yang Feng put her at the school gate and drove back to Fengjing Garden alone.

Shengge needs to calm down, but he has things to do.

Those aunts took photos and videos that they liked, and once it came out, Yang Feng's reputation would be going to catch up with Guanxi brother.

Maybe several aunts were shocked by Yang Feng's fierce aura on the spot, but, to ensure that nothing went wrong, Yang Feng decided to apply both grace and power. The coercion has been released, and now it is to give grace.

Find those aunts and seal them with money. This may be difficult for others, but Yang Feng is different. He has the status of Guoan, and many things are easier to handle than police.

Using the identity of Guoan, Yang Feng easily entered the population information registration system of the Ministry of Public Security, and quickly grasped the contact information, home addresses, and even the three-generation organizational relationships of several environmental sanitation aunts.

"What's all this!" Yang Feng beat a muddy head and finally understood a famous saying-if you don't die, you won't die.

Yang Feng plans to use one afternoon to visit eight "affectionate and respectable" aunts one by one, and defeat them one by one.

...

Jiang Haichao threw the Mercedes-Benz into the repair shop. He poured wine in the unopened club, and then received a call from Shengge.

"Boss, I never expected that you would do things like this."

"what!"

Jiang Haichao was feeling depressed and impatiently said.

"Don't you understand, you still have to say it?"

Shengge asked in a cold tone. If he hadn't thought about his father's illness, he would definitely have a big fight with Jiang Haichao.

"Hehe, if you don't tell it, how do I understand?" Jiang Haichao sneered.

"What's the matter with those aunts?"

"Oh, it turned out to be this, you wouldn't think I arranged it again!" Jiang Haichao uncharacteristically explained patiently, "That was definitely an accident, but I like it."

"I only know now that it is Nie Qing that you like? At that moment, I saw her ashamed and indignant. Did she give up? Did she fall into the arms of the boss?"

Jiang Haichao was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm dead."

"Isn't the boss happy?"

"Not only to Yang Feng, but to all men in the world!"

"Oh?" Shengge sneered: "Boss, it's not that I said you, it's all because you used too much force. That's what it means to be too hard."

"Shut up to me!"

"Okay, last sentence, my mission is complete! My father's illness..."

"What I promised, I must do it, that's it." As Jiang Haichao hung up, a young man in a peaked cap sat in front of him in his drunken eyes.

"how about it?"

"Boss, they are all here." The peaked cap pushed a TF card to the tide of the river.

"Just this one?"

"of course!"

"Read it?"

"a little bit."

Jiang Haichao nodded: "Go." Watching the peaked cap leave, he pinched the TF card between his fingers, desperately, as if it was not the card, but the person he hated. He gritted his teeth: "Yang Feng, there is always One day, I want you to be ruined!"

How did Yang Feng know that Jiang Haichao dug a huge hole for him? That's not a big deal, he also prepared him a powerful "time bomb".

For an entire afternoon, Yang Feng wandered among the eight aunts, giving full play to the triple advantages of appearance, language, and wisdom, and skillfully used the big stick and the golden yuan policy, and threw 60,000 yuan in dry mouth, smoke from the throat and After the block, the aunts became benevolent one by one, and vowed to swear that things during the day will never be revealed, otherwise there will be thunder and thunder.

When Hua Deng first came on, Yang Feng dragged his exhausted body and mind, got into the car, took out a can of Coke from the small refrigerator, and drank half of it in one breath, only to hiccup again and again with satisfaction.

"Finally everything is done, Shengge will be happy." Yang Feng thought this way, started the car and went straight to the Conservatory, he wanted to give Shengge a surprise.

An hour later, the Grand Cherokee stopped at the main entrance of the Conservatory. Yang Feng glanced at the co-driver and got on a bunch of nine red roses with water drops, and dialed Shengge's cell phone.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off, Sao Rui..."

When the phone was turned off, Yang Feng scratched his head for a while and was helpless. At this time, the phone rang.

"Shengge..." Yang Feng shouted in surprise without looking at it.

"What Shengge, Xiaofeng, it's me." Dracula's angry voice came from the receiver.

"It's you, Dracula, what's the matter?" Yang Feng was disappointed.

"Now is an extraordinary period. I think you should be in Longyang before the market opens tomorrow. Once there is anything in the market, you can discuss it in time."

This time, Wang's International suddenly took action against Yuxin Group. With its huge economic advantage, Yuxin Group is in danger, and Yuxin Group is the life effort of Aunt Feng. Feng Yuxin is also Yang Feng’s beloved elder. Since Yang Feng has stepped in , Of course, will not be so-so, halfway.

"Children have long love, heroes are short of breath." "Gentle Township, Hero Tomb." These two sentences suddenly appeared in Yang Feng's heart, unable to go, he seemed to be in such a state now.

"Dracula, I know, I will definitely be there by then." The big man has something to do or not. If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the future? Yang Feng weighed it slightly and made it soon. Made a decision.

As an activist, Yang Feng went directly to the airport, bought a small night plane ticket, took off in two hours, and arrived at Qingyun International Airport three and a half hours later.

When Yang Feng was waiting for the flight at the airport, in an intensive care unit in the tumor ward of the Beidu Municipal Hospital, Shengge held his father's cold and skinny hand and cried secretly.

After radiotherapy and chemotherapy, my father lost his hair and beard.

Radiotherapy and chemotherapy will not only kill cancer cells, but normal cells will also be affected, and body functions will be greatly damaged.

The internal manifestation is endocrine disorder and electrolyte imbalance, and the external manifestation is low immunity and loss of appetite.

The beautiful man who used to be one of the best in the whole family was once the best candidate for the patriarch. Because of his amazing talent for Gu art, he became the only heir of the clan secret art.

Nowadays, he has been tortured by the disease and is bony and inhuman.

"Daddy, don't worry, your daughter will be able to heal you." Sheng Ge silently told his vows, as if talking to himself, drop after drop of crystal clear tears, falling to pieces on the thin arm of his father's rolling pin.

"......" The middle-aged man opened his eyes that were slightly convex because of his violent thinness, and shouted weakly.

"Daddy, you are awake, sorry, I must have awakened you?"

Father shook his head: "What time is it?"

"Ten thirty."

"Then don't go back to rest, I will have class tomorrow!"

"Daddy, I want to be with you."

"Poor child, daddy is your burden!"

Shengge shook his head and burst into tears: "Daddy, don't say that, Shengge can't live without you."

"Nonsense!" When my father got excited, he kept coughing. Shengge hurriedly rubbed his back and went smoothly. After a long time, his father stopped coughing and said, "Shengge, you are still young. Promise that you must live well anyway. ."

"Daddy, you also have to promise Shengge to get better as soon as possible!"

"Shengge, do you want to make your father die?" Father changed his color.

Shengge was so frightened that she knelt on the ground: "Daddy, don't get excited, I promise you, I promise you."

"What are you doing! Don't let the patient get too excited and get an injection."

A nurse came in with a tray, and Sheng Ge got up. He didn't believe that he knocked over the tray. A bottle of potion ran down his shoulder and dyed the entire left sleeve of Sheng Ge.