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Chapter 469

An Zhe said for a while: "Xiaoran, what you said is not bad. Young people like Qiao Liang have something worth learning from."

After hearing An Zhe said this, Qiao Liang felt a little relieved. He did not just point to himself, but said that people of his type were free.

Qiao Liang couldn't help but secretly admire An Zhehui for speaking. He said this, to guide An Ran to expand his horizons, and to prevent him from being embarrassed.

At the same time, Qiao Liang was very helpful to receive praise from An Zhe in person, but he was extremely rare to praise himself once.

An Ran nodded and followed An Zhe's words: "Okay, dad, I will make more friends with good young men like Brother Qiao in the future."

An Ran's words made Qiao Liang feel more relaxed. She expanded the scope. There are many good young people like Brother Qiao.

After "My My Motherland", An Zhe leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

When Zhao Qiang saw An Zhe like this, he knew that he was going to start thinking about things, so he turned off the music.

An Ran watched the show until late at night last night and was sleepy now, so she leaned back and started to doze.

The car was quiet.

Qiao Liang had tossed with Jiang Xiuxiu several times last night, and he felt a little sleepy and was dozing in a daze.

I don’t know how long it took, Qiao Liang felt his neck itchy, and something pressed on his shoulders.

When he opened his eyes, An Ran was sleeping on his shoulder, his hair teasing his skin.

I don’t know when An Ran came here.

Seeing An Ran sleeping soundly, Qiao Liang did not move, took a light breath and smelled a faint fragrance.

This is the body fragrance of peace.

Qiao Liang felt something was wrong at this time, and An Zhe sat in front of him, but his daughter was sleeping on her shoulder. If An Zhe found out, she would not know what she would think.

Qiao Liang secretly glanced at An Zhe with his face, and he was leaning against the back of the chair, his eyes closed.

It seemed that An Zhe didn't seem to notice it. Qiao Liang felt a little relieved, and then he thought again, he couldn't let An Ran lean on her like this.

Seeing that the service area was about to arrive in front, Qiao Liang said to Zhao Qiang: "Xiao Zhao, go to the service area in front to take a rest."

Zhao Qiang nodded.

Then Qiao Liang's body moved, An Ran woke up immediately, sat up straight, rubbed his eyes and looked ahead: "Where have you been?"

"There is a service area ahead, go down and rest." An Zhe said immediately.

Seeing An Zhe reacting so quickly, Qiao Liang blinked. Although he seemed to be thinking with his eyes closed, he seemed to be paying attention to the movements of his daughter in the back seat.

Thinking of this, Qiao Liang felt a little uneasy.

When we arrived at the service area, everyone went down to solve the activity.

After leaving the bathroom, An Zhe said to Qiao Liang: "This time I go to Huangyuan, I want to take An Ran to visit her mother's New Year's grave. I bring Xiaotao here to accompany Xiaoran. After visiting the grave, they will return to Jiangzhou tomorrow."

"What about us?" Qiao Liang looked at An Zhe.

"We stay in Huangyuan, and the provincial party committee will hold a symposium for the municipal party committee secretary the day after tomorrow." An Zhe said.

Qiao Liang nodded, and An Zhe asked himself to follow Huangyuan, which was indeed not just a private matter.

After a while, An Ran and Xiao Tao also came out of the bathroom and everyone was about to get in the car.

Qiao Liang said to Xiaotao at this time: "Xiaotao, Anran has been sitting in the middle and is very tired. You can change it."

Xiaotao nodded, opened the car door and was about to get in the car, but Anran pulled Xiaotao: "Don't, I'm not tired, I like to sit in the middle, and my vision is wide."

As he said that, he got into the car safely.

Xiaotao was stunned for a moment, looked at Qiao Liang, and then at An Zhe.

An Zhe glanced at Qiao Liang, and got into the car without saying anything.

Qiao Liang waved his hand at Xiaotao and got into the car as well.

Qiao Liang felt that he seemed to be a little extravagant, and in front of An Zhe, he seemed to feel guilty.

This made Qiao Liang feel uncomfortable.

After getting in the car, the car continued to move forward.

An Ran couldn't stand the quietness and said, "Hey, everyone, the journey is long, let's liven up the atmosphere."

"You want to listen to the heart-wrenching music again? No," An Zhe said simply.

"Hehe, Dad, you really have no mood. You have to listen to music when you are energized?" An Ran said.

"Then how do you want to be active?" An Zhe said.

"Would you like to tell a joke?" An Ran said.

"Okay, then you can talk." An Zhe said.

"Dad, I want to listen to you." An Ran said.

An Zhe frowned: "I have no jokes to tell, Xiao Qiao, come on."

"Okay, Brother Qiao, you can talk about one." An Ran smiled at Qiao Liang.

Since An Zhe gave the order, he had to tell it himself. Qiao Liang knew that telling An Ran jokes in front of An Zhe could not be as vulgar as he did to Ye Xinyi, otherwise An Zhe would be angry.

Qiao Liang thought for a while and began to say, "There is a subordinate director named Nie. Usually everyone calls him Director Nie. Because he is afraid of embarrassment because he is two words. That day, his subordinate has urgent matters to find him, so he hurried to his office and shouts directly at Director Nie. Director Nie. He shouted twice. He slowly raised the head of the document and said slowly: Why, are you going to accept me?"

"puff--"

An Ran laughed first, and An Zhe couldn't help laughing. Xiaotao and Zhao Qiang reacted a little slower, and then they understood the meaning and laughed.

"It's fun, Brother Qiao, let's have another one." An Ran said happily.

Qiao Liang then said another: "The director and the section chief shared the elevator. After a fart, the director said to the section chief: You fart! The section chief said: It was not me who gave it. Soon the section chief was dismissed. The director said at the meeting: You can't afford to take on the big things, what's the use for you?"

Everyone laughed again after hearing this, An Zhe said, "It's very ironic."

An Ran smiled and said, "Brother Qiao, don't always talk about officialdom, come and have something else."

Qiao Liang thought about it and decided to say something meaningful.

"One day, a friend of Lincoln told Lincoln about the unreasonableness of another person. Lincoln said unjustly: Write a letter to denounce the unreasonable and hateful guy, and then break off diplomatic relations with him.

The friend immediately wrote a letter and scolded the man vividly.

After the letter was written, my friend handed the letter to Lincoln, but Lincoln tore it up without looking at it, and said with a smile: I have written many such letters, but I never send them because I can't hurt others... The friend's anger has been vented from the letter, and after listening to Lincoln's advice, I feel completely relieved."

After Qiao Liang finished speaking, everyone was silent for a moment, and An Zhe nodded for a while: "This joke is interesting."

An Ran looked at Qiao Liang: "Brother Qiao, you have a lot of goods in your stomach. This joke can inspire people."

Qiao Liang said: "In fact, the joke also contains the principles of being a person and doing things."

An Ran nodded: "Brother Qiao, I will ask you more questions if you have the chance in the future."

Qiao Liang hurriedly said, "I don't have that much ability. You should accept Secretary An's teachings more."

An Ran said: "My dad has no time to have free time. He only works all day long."

Qiao Liang thought to himself, I am your father’s secretary, and when your father is not free, I am not free either.

An Zhe turned around and said, "Xiaoran, you can communicate with him more when you don't delay Xiao Qiao's work in the future. Xiao Qiao's writing style is good, so you can learn more."

An Ran was happy when she heard this and nodded vigorously: "Yeah, okay, okay."
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