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Chapter 38 Chapter Thirty-Eight Grandpa and Aunt Please collect it

On July 13, Han Qiao finished his business in Shenghai and prepared to return to Hengdian.

The harvest from this trip to Shenghai was pretty good. I got an extra 210,000 yuan, and I also negotiated the publication of Long Clan II.

In addition, Hanqiao established an investment company with a registered capital of 30,000 yuan. It is worth mentioning that the name of this company is Hanliu, and its main business scope is industrial and commercial agency, education consulting, and investment management.

As the company's second largest shareholder, Liu Mei took over the naming rights forcefully and could not be refuted.

Of course, there were disappointments. Hu Weishi did not agree to Han Qiao's proposal in the end, which made Han Qiao somewhat regretful. He originally wanted to use the magazine as a platform to incubate IP.

In addition, in this era of underdeveloped Internet, we must have the right to speak.

Hu Weishi refused, so Han Qiao turned to Tian Tian again, but Tian Tian had been busy with the planning of Long Clan No. 2 recently and couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

After getting off Jinhua Railway Station, Han Qiao took a taxi to the city with Liu Mei, where they found a department store and bought many gifts.

This time he passed through Jinhua and was not in a hurry like last time. Han Qiao decided to visit his uncle and aunt.

Jinhua Railway Station, two old men are busy in the dumpling shop,

Han Qiao's eyes were a little red, and he walked to the dumpling shop with Liu Mei, his voice trembling: "Uncle, please give me three or two dumplings."

"Okay, you can sit inside."

The aunt was washing dishes inside, and the uncle was so busy that he didn't even have time to look up.

Han Qiao shouted again: "Uncle, put more chili pepper, I'm from Chongqing."

The uncle then raised his head and saw Han Qiao. He was still a little unsure and rubbed his eyes.

Han Qiao choked and said: "Uncle, it's me, Mr. Han."

"Boy Han." The uncle shouted in surprise.

Han Qiao has changed a lot in three months. He is now 177cm tall, has a strong body, and his skin is much whiter. The scrawny boy with a black bamboo pole three months ago has grown into a handsome young man.

It's night, in a dumpling shop.

Under the orange light, the hot pot on the table was steaming.

The two tables joined together were filled with a variety of dishes.

The uncle knew that Han Qiao was from Chongqing, so he specially bought the hot pot base, closed the door early, and started cooking the hot pot.

Han Qiao picked a piece of tripe with chopsticks and put it in the red oil pot: "Uncle and aunt, this tripe is the most popular in Chongqing, and it tastes the most delicious."

Han Qiao rinsed the tripe, put it on Auntie's oil dish, and said, "Auntie, try it quickly. Is it delicious?"

The aunt ate the hairy belly and laughed: "Little Hanzi, I knew you were an unusual kid. We haven't seen each other for three months and yet you have found such a beautiful girlfriend."

After saying this, he greeted Liu Mei: "Young girl Liu, don't be polite. It's like home here. If Mr. Han bullies you in the future, just tell me and I'll help you teach her a lesson."

Liu Mei kicked Han Qiao under the table, feeling a little embarrassed: "Thank you, aunt, your cooking is very good, it's very delicious."

The aunt noticed that the girl was shy and started to expose Han Qiao's shortcomings: "Young girl Liu, you don't know that when Han came to the train station, he was dark and thin. This scoundrel has no money and he still dares to come here to eat dumplings."

The uncle put down his wine glass and added the knife with a smile: "And I ate three bowls in a row."

A smile broke out on Liumei Bingshuang's face, and she bit her chopsticks: "Auntie, you are so kind, you didn't use a broom to drive this naughty boy out."

"Your uncle was so angry at this kid's scoundrel behavior, but later on, Boy Han helped wash the dishes and mop the floor in the store." The aunt said, her eyes red again: "Boy Han is a hard-working man. At such a young age, he has no parents.

It’s time to go out alone for the Chinese New Year..."

"Why are you talking about this when you are so happy?" The uncle coughed and asked Han Qiao with concern: "Boy Han, what are you doing in Hengdian now? How is my anti-Japanese brother?"

Han Qiao put down his chopsticks: "Uncle, I recently filmed a TV series in Hengdian. Uncle Li is doing well. I just want to ask you why you don't go to see him."

"The boy who fought against Japan has the brightest head among our brothers." The uncle nodded and said happily: "Little Han, you have already appeared in a TV series, and your aunt is still talking about whether you can have enough to eat in Hengdian."

Han Qiao's nose was sore: "Auntie, everything is fine with me, and you should be fine too."

After dinner, Han Qiao washed the dishes. Liu Mei was very discerning and used a broom to drive away moths at the door. Han Qiao didn't want to expose her.

The aunt came close to her and asked Han Qiao: "Little Han, how do you sleep at night? There are new quilts upstairs."

Han Qiao smiled: "Don't worry, aunt, we will go to the hotel to sleep in a while."

The aunt thought for a while and told Han Qiao: "Little Hanzi, don't think that the aunt is not nice to talk to. Liu Yatou is a good girl. If you like her, just talk to her."

Han Qiao thought of Liu Mei's cold face and smiled: "Auntie, you are too worried. We are friends."

At 9:00 in the evening, Han Qiao and Liu Mei were walking on the way to the hotel.

Jinhua in July is a bit sultry, and the wind blowing at night carries sparks.

Liu Mei was unhappy and followed Han Qiao with her head lowered.

Han Qiao stopped, but the latter bumped into his back.

A pair of A's is too expensive.

"Young Master Liu, you don't really like me, do you?" Han Qiao said.

"I like you. You think of beauty. It's not enough for you to have Fan Bingbing and Yu Feihong." Liu Mei felt a little hot on her face, thinking of the two stars at the Actors Guild launch ceremony a few days ago. She looked at Han Qiao with contempt: "Xiao Han

Son, why didn’t I realize that you are not very attractive but have a big face?”

A black line flashed across Han Qiao's head. This woman couldn't handle it in front of acquaintances. She was suffering from advanced social disease.

The two of them were speechless for a moment and walked forward in silence.

"Seriously, Mr. Liu, are you homesick?" Han Qiao asked for a topic.

Liu Mei stopped and shrugged nonchalantly: "What's the use of being homesick, I can't go back."

Han Qiao was stunned: "What you said, in the storybook, generally only young ladies from wealthy families who run away from marriage have these concerns. If that's the case, I wouldn't mind lending it to you."

Liu Mei's cold face broke out into a smile: "You're such a big-headed guy, it's not that exaggerated. It's just that my family doesn't support acting."

Han Qiao suddenly understood. No wonder Liu Mei came to Hengdian alone.

Han Qiao did not persuade her: "Mr. Liu, do you like acting? As a friend, I really want you to help me focus on the novel."

Liu Mei was a little embarrassed: "Han Qiao, I like your novels very much, but I also have my own dreams."

The words were a bit harsh, and the two of them fell silent again and continued walking forward.

"Little Hanzi, you will still read novels to me in the future, right?" Liu Mei's ears were a little red and she felt it was hard to say anything.

Han Qiao smiled: "Of course. Read until you don't want to hear it."

Liu Mei sighed: "Then let's hook up and you read the novel to me. If I'm not filming, I'll help you with the publishing of the novel."

Liu Mei stretched out her hand.

"How old are you to still believe this?"

Han Qiao stretched out his hand, and the two hooked up in Jinhua in July.

"Hang yourself on a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years."

Please collect it. I don’t know if you like the character Liu Mei. If you don’t like it, you can actually change it to Liu Yifei or someone else.

(End of chapter)