Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 532 I have to return to normalcy

Qin Yaozu came to Binhai to take Li Jinhai's place, and Li Jinhai was demoted.

Baitao and Cheng Jin handle various tasks in the city.

Liu Shengge suddenly left Binhai and returned to the capital with his family.

Chen Qiang is still busy with what he should do.

Tu Xiao was named, and now he pretends to be sick at home every day.

Binhai seems to have returned to a peaceful period, but the business fight between Tang Li, Yu Shici, and Yan Qingqing continues. After all, their business war does not violate the law, and some people are willing to see business war.

Only when the business war begins can ordinary people benefit.

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At nine o'clock in the morning, Han Qian stood at the main entrance of Glory Group. He knew that Yu Shici was busy there, but Yan Qingqing threatened him with the original contract every day. Whenever Han Qian said "Sue me," Yan Qingqing began to feel aggrieved. Baba.

That play is called reality.

Han Qian and Su Liang stood at the door of the company and looked at the city sanitation and glory sanitation outside sweeping the snow. Han Qian whispered why he didn't wait until the snow stopped before sweeping. Su Liang shrugged and smiled.

"If someone is willing, why do you care so much? It's like a big deal, why don't you go over and melt it away with your enthusiasm?"

Then Han Qian walked out, took a deep breath, grabbed a handful of snowballs and threw them at Su Liang.

A snowball smashed Su Liang's cigarette butts out. Su Liang wiped off the snow and chased out the door. Two men in their early thirties were standing at the front entrance of the Honor Group having a snowball fight. Han Qian kneaded a huge snowball and just lifted it. Overhead, Su Liang took the sanitation shovel and patted it gently.

The snowball shattered, and Han Qian stood on the snow like a snowman.

Angry!
He bent down and kneaded a bunch of snowballs and chased Su Liang to smash them. Su Liang looked at the slowly approaching red Mercedes-Benz and hurriedly ran forward and shouted.

"Sister Yang, look at Han Qian, he has convulsions so early in the morning!"

Snapped!
Snowballs were sprinkled on the windshield of the Mercedes-Benz. Yang Lan opened the car door and shouted with a frown.

"Han Qian, are you a kid?"

Then a bunch of snowballs flew over, and Han Qian turned around and ran away.

In the General Department, Han Qian squatted in front of the fish tank in the General Department and looked at the goldfish inside. Gradually, a figure was reflected in the fish tank. Han Qian turned his head and looked at Yang Lan with a smile.

"It's rare to see my sister Yang wearing a professional suit."

Yang Lan pouted.

"Stop talking nonsense! Where is the coffee machine I asked you to buy?"

Han Qian scratched his head.

"I forgot, there are too many things going on recently."

Yang Lan crossed her arms over her chest and pouted.

"Recently, the company has established a new department. Han Qian, I will give you and Su Liang a choice now. Go downstairs and wash my car, or go to the new department to help!"

Han Qian squatted on the ground and raised his head, then said blankly.

"Sister Yang, please step back. I can't see your expression."

The general department burst into laughter, and the brave Yao Xue laughed.

"My sister Yang has that figure, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk, I think about it day and night! Who is like me? I have to wear six hoodies when I go out."

Han Qian leaned forward and smiled.

"Let me see!"

After saying this, Yang Lan knocked on the head, and Han Qian covered his head and raised his head.

hmm~
I didn’t see the face again.

"Sister Yang, your car is dirty because of the snow. It has nothing to do with me! Don't glare at me. Can I go wash the car?"

Yang Lan shook her head.

"What you said makes sense, and I can't be unreasonable. You go to the new department on the third floor to report. Vice President Gao is back from Fushan, and President Yan is also there. You can go over there!"

Han Qian shook his head.

"I'm not going! Let Sister Xue or Su Liang go."

Yao Xue waved her hand and smiled. "No, you, Sister Xue, and I have a lot of work to deal with today. Brother Liang also needs to help. There are only two idle people in the General Department now."

After saying this, Qian Wan stood up, pinched her waist and raised her head confidently.

"I'm one!"

Han Qian smiled.

"You're quite honorable, but what about the other one? We're together... Why are you all looking at me?"

Han Qian was sent out of the General Department and stood at the door, holding his waist with one hand and shouting.

"Yang Lan, you are a pure fool, you are an absolute fool, and you treat your founding hero like this! Liu Jiulong, don't look at me, you are like that nine-thousand-year-old man who recited the imperial edict, Su Liang, you No need to laugh, you look like a husky, so tell me, are there any good people in your general department? Ah! Ah! Ah~~~"

The last sound was filled with fear.

Han Qian ran away, Yang Lan stood at the door and shouted.

"Xiao Han Qian, if you have the ability, don't come back. Anyway, I received the news that you have to work until the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month!"

Han Qian, who ran to the elevator door, turned around and shouted.

"My fate is up to me! Yang Lan, just wait. The day I return to the General Department will be the moment I, Han Qian, rebel."

The elevator door opened, and the staff inside looked at Han Qian with strange eyes, and Han Qian waved his hand gracefully.

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen a handsome guy?"

"Well~ Brother Qian'er, you... your front door is open."

Han Qian suddenly turned around, and then saw Yang Lan walking over. The next second Han Qian got into the fire escape, pulling the zipper of the pillar, and ran downstairs.

In Binhai, Han Qian was really awesome. No one would doubt that he was the emperor of Binhai, but his convulsions were also real convulsions.

When Han Qian ran to the new department on the third floor, the zipper hadn't been pulled up yet. Yan Qingqing looked at Han Qian who was standing at the door with his head down tinkering, put down the documents in his hands and walked over, squatting down and knocking off Han Qian's hand. , gentle judo.

"What's wrong? Why is the trouser chain still open? Huh? Broken? Little Yang Jia, go buy two pairs of trousers."

Little Yang Jia muttered softly.

"Cold~"

At this time, Gao Xingyi smiled.

"You two, pay attention, what is this doing?"

Yan Qingqing stood up and pouted.

"We are already an old married couple, why don't Han Qian find a sample and wear it."

Only then did Han Qian realize that something was wrong with this department. It was like a stage. Han Qian stepped forward and picked up a bag of grilled fish fillets, and then looked at Yan Qingqing.

"I won't change it. I think this is all my own family. I'm just barely naked in front of you. What are you doing with so many factory samples?"

Yan Qingqing sighed.

"Offline business is difficult to do, so we have to go online. Recently, the traffic of domestic products has been relatively large."

Han Qian said oh, and then little Yang Jia started to mutter.

"After all the traffic was finished, we, Mr. Yan, remembered that there is a saying that if the child dies, you will nurse it. I mean, Vice President Gao, my dear."

Gao Xingxing squinted at little Yang Jia and pouted.

"Relationships are so unscrupulous, right?"

Han Qian walked to the live broadcast stage, bent over and took a look at the equipment, and smiled.

"Traffic? It's okay. It's just traffic bro. Isn't it just about selling goods through live streaming? There is nothing else. Our family only has many celebrities. I'll give Wei Jiu a call."

I contacted Wei Jiu. This unemployed vagrant is now working under An An's company. He is very busy every day. He said that he wanted to live broadcast to sell goods. Wei Jiu said that it didn't matter what he was doing, but whether he could match it with a beautiful girl!
Three hours later, when Wei Jiu saw Wu Qingsi, his face was filled with disgust and resistance, and he pointed at Wu Qingsi and looked at Han Qian.

"Can you change her? I'm tired of looking at her face and feel upset."

Han Qian smiled and shook his head.

"It's not good. I don't know the other artists. Well...if you think Qingsi is not good, can I make a video call to Feng Lun during our live broadcast?"

(End of this chapter)