Chapter 338 Tea Leaves Worth a Million

For many women, there are two things that are best not to be mentioned in person, such as age and weight. Because these things are actually very secretive. Not all girls are willing to tell you how old and how heavy they are. How many women will sing to themselves that there are no men at thirty, and how many women will weigh themselves one hundred and thirty catties to others. These are rare breeds.

Although Jiang Hua is a strong sister, it doesn't mean that she can accept others to discuss her dark history at will. Yes, as Jiang Hua, she has been magnanimous all her life, but she still has her own negative scales. For example, your previous weight. Although he didn't want to admit it, the reality that Jiang Hua had to face was that he used to be as fat as a ball when he was more than two hundred catties.

That's really ugly, even though I'm tall, maybe a man with a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 200 catties can still be seen. But for girls, it's really unwatchable. Because the skeleton of women is different from that of men, with the same height of 1.8 meters, the shoulder bones of men will be wider than those of women. In most cases, women's span will be wider than men's in the same proportion.

Therefore, it is easy for women to gain weight and grow into a pear-shaped figure. In the past, Jiang Hua had an obvious pear-shaped figure, which was a dark history that Jiang Hua dared not look back on. Even in high school, those students in her class who liked to eat and were a little bit fat would say when others questioned their weight: "No matter how fat you are, can you be as fat as Jiang Hua?!"

Jiang Hua felt that he was lying on the gun, and he didn't do anything. It’s just sitting on the seat and eating Bo Bo Chicken quietly, although I am eating: chicken skin, chicken feet, quail eggs, chicken gizzards, chicken hearts and livers, chicken wings, chicken wings, chicken legs, lotus root, broccoli, tofu skin, kelp, yuba, these things It's just eating three skewers each, and then serving it with Laotan sauerkraut noodles as the staple food. But it's none of my business if you talk about your gods! Jiang Hua was very annoyed, and had conflicts with people over this matter not once or twice.

One day when Jiang Hua was in college, she suddenly realized that it was extremely difficult for her to go out and buy clothes. She looked in the mirror, oh my god! Who is the fat man in the mirror! Jiang Hua was frightened by himself. From then on, Jiang Hua made up his mind to lose weight. Of course, her crush on Song Renjie at that time was also an important incentive for her to lose weight.

That was the dark history that Jiang Hua didn't want to recall, and when she heard Song Renjie casually talking about his dark history, Jiang Hua subconsciously wanted Song Renjie to shut up.

So now Song Renjie was crushed on the ground by Jiang Hua before he ate half of the noodles and couldn't get up.

"It hurts so much!" Song Renjie slapped the ground. This is a ritual in wrestling. As long as someone is caught and cannot break free, he can surrender by slapping the ground.

Jiang Hua snorted coldly, well, since Song Renjie is in a bad mood today, let him go. After all, Zhang Moxuan's death had a great impact on him. In this case, it is understandable to be a little unscrupulous. Although it is understandable, it does not mean that Jiang Hua can let him go easily.

After all, some Nilins cannot be touched casually.

When Song Renjie was struggling to get up from the ground, Jiang Hua also walked into the shop. Zhang Tong went up to greet him: "Is the matter over?"

"Hmph." I don't know why Jiang Hua suddenly became a little arrogant. Maybe it's because Song Renjie just talked about how fat he used to be, which made Jiang Hua's heart change a bit. Especially she didn't know what Zhang Tong was thinking when she heard that she was so fat in the past. If he was not there, would he have laughed at himself severely? This is not impossible!

So when thinking of this, Jiang Hua felt a little bit complicated. Especially tonight, too many things happened. First, there was a quarrel with Zhang Tong. After that, Zhang Tong pretended to be in a car accident and helped catch Li Zhiqiang or something. Then Zhang Moxuan was killed at home or something. Now it was he and Song Renjie who were talking about their weight without any scruples here again. Oh, it's so annoying!

Thinking of these things, Jiang Hua felt upset and didn't know how to face Zhang Tong. Zhang Tong managed to coax Jiang Hua just now at night, but now it's messed up again. Jiang Hua, whose mind was disturbed, didn't know how to face Zhang Tong, so she simply didn't face it. Just pretend to be a cool girl to face all this.

After Song Renjie got up from the ground, regardless of the pain in his body just now, he stood up and asked: "What's the matter, is there any result of Li Zhiqiang's interrogation?"

Jiang Hua turned his head away from Zhang Tong, and turned his gaze to Song Renjie's side: "He was asked to leave."

"Leave? Why are you leaving?" Song Renjie didn't understand.

Jiang Hua spread his hands: "The branch office is leaving. It is said that Li Zhiqiang and their New Century Accounting Firm have something to do with a big economic case. It is an economic crime worth more than one billion, so Li Zhiqiang and Xu Tian have It may be the person involved in the case. Xu Tian was arrested by Li Zhiqiang probably because he lost a huge sum of 50 million yuan. This is also in line with Li Zhiqiang's relationship with economic crimes. This case is no longer someone I can touch. There is no way to hand over."

What Jiang Hua said was a bit helpless, but it also made sense. And Song Renjie was somewhat unwilling: "Then what about Zhang Moxuan's death? Did you say it?!"

"Huang Gang and I reminded. This may involve a murder case, not a purely economic crime case. Now let the doctor's side dissect the corpse and verify whether it is Zhang Moxuan's. Then wait for the colleagues in the forensic department to collect evidence at the scene Let's judge whether this is an ordinary accident or a man-made event. If it is an accident, I hope you can still..." Jiang Hua opened and closed his hands a few times but couldn't find a suitable explanation.

But Song Renjie laughed dryly, "I understand, you don't need to persuade me about this."

"That's it for tonight. It's already very late, it's almost eleven o'clock. Go back to sleep, Lao Song, and don't disturb Lao Zhang's rest." Jiang Hua said to Song Renjie, and then pulled his mother Wang Qian stood up and said to her, "Let's go back to sleep first."

Wang Qian glanced at Zhang Tong and said to him, "Let's go first, Xiao Zhang. You should also go to bed earlier."

Zhang Tong waved: "Okay." Originally, he wanted to say something to Jiang Hua, but it seemed that Jiang Hua was unhappy again for some reason, which made Zhang Tong not know what to say.

So Zhang Tong could only watch Jiang Hua leave. But when Jiang Hua was about to walk out of the restaurant, she suddenly turned her head, and then took out a can of tea from the bag she was carrying and stuffed it into Zhang Tong's hand: "I don't drink tea, and it's a waste to give it to me. I don't think you brew tea every day. Goji berries, here I give you."

"Huh?" Zhang Tong looked at the tea pot in his hand, but didn't write what kind of tea it was. But it seems that Jiang Hua is not just because he is angry, he asked curiously: "What kind of tea is this?"

"Dahongpao." Jiang Hua said simply.

"Well, Dahongpao. It's quite expensive." Zhang Tong has also heard about Dahongpao on the Internet, and it seems that Dahongpao is quite expensive (what Zhang Tong read is that Dahongpao is occasionally promoted on general websites, and the price is also several thousand yuan a piece. Jin, he thinks it is already very expensive).

"It's quite expensive. This can of tea is theoretically worth a million." Jiang Hua said this lightly, and then walked out of the shop with his mother, leaving a sentence before leaving: "Old Zhang Go to bed early, good night!"

"Good night!" Zhang Tong waved to Jiang Hua's back. Then he glanced at the can of tea in his hand, oh my! This thing costs a million? Why don't you sell it yourself? Don't say one million, five hundred thousand is fine. Five hundred thousand is not easy to earn, at least ten fat sheep like Mr. Ji Xiaochun have to be slaughtered to earn it! Oh, it also needs the cooperation of the same stupid killer in the seafood market last time.

Zhang Tong shook his head, and he put away the tea leaves. He is reluctant to drink such precious tea. But there is an old saying that goes well: Take money from people to eliminate disasters for others. It seems that I don't have time to sleep again tonight, so I should just help Jiang Hua and Lao Song.