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130 Dare to move the boss's things, court death(1/2)

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Lu Zhaoying stared at this page for a while, but he politely didn't spy on other people's privacy. He only said curiously when Qin Ran came out: "Qin Xiaoran, your friend?"

After spending so long with Qin Ran, Lu Zhaoying knows Qin Ran quite well. It is not easy to be labeled as a friend by her.

Qin Ran came out from inside and took the phone casually, took a look, and the expression on her face did not change much: "That's right."

She took it outside to pick it up.

Seeing her expression so plain, Lu Zhaoying didn't ask much, that he shouldn't be a very important person.

Lu Zhaoying sat back on her chair and looked at the group with her cell phone.

【Jiangdongye】: Nothing to love in life ·jpg

【Jiang Dongye】: @Cheng Jun, you say something

When Lu Zhaoying looked at it, he knew that Jiang Dongye had experienced another twists and turns on his way to find Gu Xichi.

He put his legs on the side and laughed silently: "Master Jun, Mr. Jiang is looking for you."

Cheng Jun was in the inner room, still fiddling with his mannequin slowly. He heard this sentence, but he didn't raise his head: "Gu Xichi?"

"bingo!" Lu Zhaoying snapped her fingers, "I'm entering a dead end!"

Cheng Jun put the scalpel aside, his voice was still careless. He pressed his hand against his lips and coughed again: "It's useless to find me. I'm just a doctor, what can I do to help him."

Lu Zhaoying: "..."

Cheng Jun slowly observed his mannequin and ignored Lu Zhaoying.

The cell phone in his pocket rang, and he took it out casually and picked it up.

"dad."

"Lao Jiang Dashou, it's the end of this month. Will you come back then?" The voice over there could be a bit thick.

Cheng Jun stood against the table, looking at his legs from the side, "It depends on the situation at that time."

Mr. Cheng has never had much demands on this youngest son, "Okay."

Capital.

Hang up the phone.

The middle-aged man sitting in the room couldn't help but speak to Mr. Cheng: "Dad, you are too indulging in your third brother, aren't you? For so many years, you see that he dared to do something decent. The army didn't stay well, so the research institute took it out for half a month. The family paid him to open a company, but it would have gone bankrupt if his second sister hadn't helped run his company."

"Young man is impetuous, it is normal." Mr. Cheng stood in front of the bookshelf. His hair was gray and his face was deep, but he was energetic.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and looked at Mr. Cheng.

This old man has been rigorous for most of his life, and when he meets himself in old age, he gives a discount, and is almost indulging in the bottomless line.

Now no one in the capital knows Cheng Jiajun? No one in the capital dares to provoke anyone.

The style is bigger than that of the Cheng family.

**

at the same time.

Lin Family.

"Xinran, what about the new classmate and new environment?" Lin Qi asked after picking up the dishes.

Meng Xinran picked up a sip of the dish and said in a plain tone: "It's okay, even the students of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School like to make a fuss."

Those people always asked her about the OST, or they would ask her about the Yunguang Consortium, and they all looked like they had never seen the world.

"You are a little star, isn't it normal for them to ask you?" Lin Qi smiled again, "How can this little place be compared with your capital?"

The biggest leader I have ever met is just a news city.

Ning Qing sat on the other side to have a meal. Listening to the conversation between the two, she wanted to know why Meng Xinran was a little star, but she didn't ask.

"You are in Class 9, right? I remember Ranran is also in Class 9. Have you ever seen him?" Lin Jinxuan took the chopsticks, thought for a while, and spoke to Meng Xinran.

"Who is Ranran?" Meng Xinran raised her head.

"Qin Ran is Yu'er's sister and is also in Class 9." Lin Qi pushed down the gold-wire glasses and said in a gentle tone.

Qin Yu and Meng Xinran have also heard of it. As for Qin Ran, Meng Xinran has never heard of it in the Lin family before.

At this time, Lin Qi and Lin Jinxuan said this, and she met Qin Ran and the Lin family.

Qin Ran left a deep impression on her, but she never associated Qin Ran's appearance with Ning Qing.

"I've heard it," Meng Xinran replied lightly, "but I haven't said anything."

After supper.

Mrs. Zhang went upstairs to give Meng Xinran milk, with a respectful and cautious attitude.

"Sister Zhang, why haven't I met Qin Ran in the Lin family? She is not Qin Yu's sister?" Meng Xinran took the milk but did not drink it immediately.

"She doesn't live in the Lin family." When talking about Qin Ran, Mrs. Zhang frowned, obviously not wanting to mention it more.

I thought who that cold girl was, but I didn’t expect that it was just Qin Yu’s sister, not even the stepdaughter of the Lin family.

Meng Xinran looked at Mrs. Zhang's disdainful attitude and nodded, indicating that she understood and did not ask any more questions.

Mrs. Zhang went downstairs.

I saw Ning Qing in a daze at the corner holding her cell phone.

"Sister Zhang." Ning Qing took back her cell phone and went downstairs with Mrs. Zhang, and whispered several times on the way.

"Miss Cousin is a member of the OST team, a professional player in Jiuzhou You. She has more than one million fans on Weibo and is very famous on the Internet." Mrs. Zhang spoke slowly.

Ning Qing didn't know what the OST team was. When she heard about professional players, she didn't care. She was just a player who played online games.

However, when she heard Mrs. Zhang say that her Weibo fans were more than one million, Ning Qing opened her mouth and was stunned: "More than one million fans?"

so much?

When Mrs. Zhang saw Ning Qing's expression, she knew that she looked down on people who played games.

Pulling his lips and smiling: "Madam, you may not know that the team OST is from Yunguang Consortium. Everyone in the team will be a member of Yunguang Consortium in the future."

When Ning Qing heard the name of Yunguang Consortium again, she laughed and couldn't answer anything.

This is a very powerless feeling.

She knew that no matter how she climbed in this circle, she saw it just the tip of the iceberg.

She picked up her cell phone and went to the room to call Qin Yu.

**

Friday.

Qin Ran came early in the morning and she lay on the table.

Meng Xinran surrounded another group of people next to the table.

"That Meng Xinran, I looked at her Weibo and there were more than one million fans." The boy sitting in front of Qin Ran turned around and showed the Weibo interface he found to the two people behind him.

But I saw Qin Ran’s back of the head.

Qin Ran lay on the table.

The school uniform was cushioned under his hands, and seemed to be sleeping.

Even though it's lying down, it's not easy to mess with.

Lin Siran looked at the boy and lowered his voice, "Don't disturb her."

"This Meng Xinran's family is really rich. That watch costs more than one million," another boy also suppressed his voice and turned his head to talk to Lin Siran and the others: "My tribulation journey has finally passed under her guidance. The game is good and looks good. The family still has money, and the winner in life."

The people in the class like to watch Meng Xinran play games very much. She has fast hands, good operation, and good awareness. She also hits the point when guiding people.

Every day she helps people play games, many people record screens.

The second class in the morning was over.

Twenty minutes between classes.

When Qiao Sheng saw Qin Ran get up from the table, she walked over to find Qin Ran, lay on her table and said, "Sister Ran, Meng Xinran has an internal ticket. Do you want to go to the show match with us tomorrow?"

Qin Ran took out the book, turned a page, raised her eyebrows: "Don't go."

He Wen followed Qiao Sheng with a cell phone, and the sound seemed to be playing a game: "Ahhhh, I'm dead, I'm almost dead! I don't want to lose in the promotional competition!"

It's noisy and my brain hurts.

Qin Ran remembers him. When she was turned away by Li Airong, he was the first to come out with Qiao Sheng.

"Give it to me." Qin Ran leaned against the wall, pinched her wrist and asked He Wen to give her the phone.

"Sister Ran, what are you doing?" He Wen took the time to look at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran glanced at the interface of his phone: "Help you advance."

"Don't, Sister Ran, don't joke, I'll go find Miss Meng." He Wen quickly said, "Sister Ran, don't bother me. I'm very nervous now. If this attack card dies, it will be helpless!"
To be continued...
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