83: C83 He Could Take in His Sister No

C83 He Could Take in His Sister No

Han Qiang laughed and said, "It's completely different. This money is the compensation they gave you. I gave them the money out of humanitarian reasons. Where does Miss Fang live? I'll send you back."

After what happened just now, Yang Faang was almost scared out of her wits. How could she still dare to go home by herself? When she heard that she was going to send her home, she nodded her head repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice.

"Ouch ~"

After walking a few steps, Yang Faang screamed and her body suddenly tilted to the side. Han Qiang reacted quickly and supported her. He asked with concern, "Is Miss Fang alright?"

"She twisted her ankle..."

Yang Faang lowered her head in embarrassment. However, there was a trace of distracting thoughts in her heart and her face was slightly red.

Han Qiang looked around and supported her to the stone bench beside him to sit down. He jogged to the nearby bicycle shed and smashed the door with a bang.

After half a minute, an impatient voice came from the room, "They are all closed. Save the car and drive tomorrow morning."

Han Qiang took out his pants pocket and still had more than 50 yuan. He said apologetically, "Grandpa Sun, my sister sprained her ankle. I want to borrow a bicycle to send her back. Do you think 50 yuan is enough for the rent?"

"50 yuan for a bicycle?"

Uncle Sun, who was on duty, jumped up from the bed. He ran to open the door in his shorts. When he saw Han Qiang, he asked, "Isn't this the second son of Old Han? When did he have a sister?"

Han Qiang stuffed the money into his hands and said with a smile, "He still doesn't recognize a sister."

"Stinking brat, how old are you? Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up when you go home?"

Grandpa Sun received the money and went back to the shed to push out a tricycle. "Collect Old Yang's treasure, don't lose it. Otherwise, he can chase after you and scold you for a month."

"Got it ~"

Han Qiang smiled and pushed the tricycle back. He helped Yang Faang onto the tricycle.

Yang Faang sighed with a bitter look in her eyes. "Silly brother, when other men encounter this situation, they will support a woman when they are not in good health. They will carry a woman on their back when they are in better health or carry a princess. Who would be so silly as to find a tricycle like you?"

Han Qiang laughed and said, "Didn't you say that you are afraid of brother-in-law beating me up?"

Yang Faang sighed bitterly, "Older sister divorced a few years ago. You do not have any brother-in-law..."

Han Qiang scratched his head with a strange expression. Did Eldest Sister say that because she had thoughts about him?

Yang Faang's face was slightly red as she said, "Silly brother, don't think about it wrongly. Elder sister just wants to teach you. In the future, when you chase girls, you need to think more."

Han Qiang shook his head with a bitter smile and pedaled the tricycle. These words could be said in the simple 90s. If it was decades later, this would probably be another meaning.

On the way home, Yang Faang had been silent. Han Qiang, who did not want to be a prodigal son, was afraid of getting caught in the fire and did not say anything. He concentrated on riding the tricycle and only the sound of the night wind blowing could be heard.

Seeing that they were almost home, Yang Faang mustered her courage and said, "Is Mr Qiang's company still lacking people?"

Han Qiang smiled and said, "The company has just opened and is currently lacking people. Miss Fang, do you want to come over and help?"

Yang Faang smiled bitterly and said, "The boss of the store arranged for his sister-in-law to be the manager of the Sales Department. Other than young and beautiful, she doesn't know anything about business, and she tells me what to do all day long. You don't feel comfortable doing this. If you want to change your environment, can you take me in? "

Han Qiang said happily, "Only an excellent sales person like Miss Fang can come. Brother, I can't wait to see you. If you really come to help, you can choose one of the ten thousand for the house and thirty thousand for two and a half months later."

Yang Faang was excited when she heard that. "It is rumored that other than this benefit, your company's employees can also take money and invest. By September 15th, you can return three times your capital?"

Han Qiang smiled and nodded. "That's right. Ten thousand is not too little. One million is not too much. No matter how much you take, it will return three times."

Yang Faang looked around and saw that it was dark and there was no one around. Lowering it. The voice. He said, "Sister has made more than 200,000 dollars in sales in the past few years. I'll leave it to you. Help me keep the money when you make money in the future, except for me. Don't give it to anyone who wants it from you. "

Every family had their own problems. A few possibilities quickly surfaced in Han Qiang's mind. He said solemnly, "Miss Fang, don't worry. Other than you, no one else can take this money away from me."0

Yang Faang lightly bit her lips and said weakly, "Thank you for your help, Mr Qiang. My house is in the unit in front. Go up and sit for a while. It will not cause you any trouble."

Having lived two lives, how could Han Qiang not know what she meant? If he really went up with her, it would not be a matter of sitting for a while. He pretended to be regretful and said, "The computer room opposite has just had an accident not long ago. I have to rush to the company after I return the tricycle. I'll go visit Miss Fang's house some other day."

Yang Faang saw him send her to the door and turned around to leave with a pure gaze. In her heart, she secretly scolded him for being an insensitive blockhead, but after thinking about it, the silly little brother was big and strong. After all, he was just a newly grown man. A deep sense of guilt welled up in his heart.

To be honest, although Yang Faang was not as beautiful as Wang Na and Jia Wen, she had a different kind of charm. She was the type that Cao Cao liked.

Han Qiang had to admit that he was slightly moved just now, but the former prodigal son actually turned a blind eye to this kind of opportunity. After walking out of the unit door, he laughed self-deprecatingly, took out his cigarette and lit it up with the red plum blossom. He slowly rode the tricycle in the night.

As the night wind blew, thousands of thoughts surged in Han Qiang's heart. After a long time, his eyes became clear again, and he murmured softly, "A new life must have a different way of living. Try to reach a height that I can't reach in my previous life, and find a perfect love that is beyond my expectations... "

Early in the morning on June 27th, Zhang Ming threw the computer exclusive English textbook aside and went out to buy breakfast with the national accent English word behind his back.

He used to be used to fighting and killing in the Pugilistic World, and he really didn't like to learn anything. However, ever since he listened to Han Qiang's teachings, he spent his time drinking and fooling around every day to study. He actually had a very fulfilling feeling, especially when he looked like he was hardworking and studious yesterday. He successfully attracted the attention of a female university student in the computer room, and his enthusiasm became even more vigorous.

"Boss, give me four of these."

Zhang Ming went to the breakfast stall and casually pointed. He turned around and went to the newspaper stand to buy a newspaper. He casually flipped through it. When his eyes fell on the last page of the newspaper, his eyes lit up.

The entire page was published with a report titled Use your heart to guide the new trends of science and technology. It described the Divine World Network Culture and Entertainment Company that Han Qiang had set up. It emphasized the joint inspection of the computer room to receive business, fire, culture, and other departments. The relevant departments praised it.

At the bottom right of the report, Soong Yang's apology statement was published in a place the size of a palm.

Zhang Ming read it quickly. He didn't even have time to take breakfast. He turned around and ran back to the second floor of the company, beaming with joy. He excitedly walked into the office and shook the newspaper in his hand. "Boss, we have become famous again!"

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