Chapter 585 Yeats, I*Your Uncle

Chapter 585 Yeats, I’m Your Uncle

Night beauty?

Han Qian wouldn't do this kind of thing, mainly because he was so annoyed during the day that he didn't want to do it anymore. Why not take the opportunity to drink something when you have time at night?

Guan Junbiao was the one who gave Han Qian the most face. He made a phone call and rushed to pick Han Qian up.

The sword points at Yezhai Pavilion!

Go drink.

A man's happiness is really simple. He can either play games with his brothers all night long, or drink all night long, or find a leeward corner to smoke and chat. As long as he takes his brothers with him, he is happy.

This is a realization from a married man.

It's really difficult after getting married ~ Han Qian finally realized it.

The car was running wildly, the music was very boring, and the big dog swayed to the music.

"Drink!"

Han Qian opened the car window, reached out and grabbed the air, and replied.

"Drink! Finally, Wen Nuan is no longer at home, drink the hell!"

"Yes! My wife has taken the child back to her parents' home. Drink!"

"Brother Guan, you are not happy!"

"Brother Han, you are right."

"The girl went abroad?"

"Yeah! I went to Great Britain to study piano for a literary school. I paid for the tuition. Hahahaha, am I cheap?"

"Cheap! Extremely cheap! But you are willing, aren't you! Others know nothing!"

"Yes! Other people don't know anything about it, but I'm worried about the big dog's love!"

"I haven't lived at all~"

"Brother Han?"

"Um?"

"You have such a mean mouth."

We have to drink wine, eat meat, and continue to live our lives. Neither of these two guys are people who enjoy themselves. In the backyard of Yezhai Pavilion, there is a stove, a few meat skewers, a 60-year-old meal, and the rest is basically beer.

It's a great summer to eat some barbecue and drink some beer. Guan Dagou raised his bottle and took a sip of half a bottle.

In Han Qian's memory, Guan Junbiao's drinking capacity was not good, and the two of them were evenly matched. Guan Dagou burped and laughed.

"I was told that I would fall in love, get married, and have children in Great Britain and never come back."

Han Qian leaned forward slightly and whispered.

"Break her legs? Why send her to Great Britain if you can't bear it? I don't quite understand your generosity."

"You're stupid. You gave her the money as soon as you got mad, and you even said coolly that this was the breakup fee I gave her. Now that I think about it, I regret it. Will you accompany me to get the money back?"

Han Qian curled his lips and smiled.

"If you don't go, it's a shame. How much did you give me?"

"Two hundred thousand."

"When did it happen?"

"It's been more than half a month."

Han Qian said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions. The two drank and ate meat and chatted about each other. They made a tacit agreement not to inquire about each other's love affairs. At around ten o'clock, Xu Hongchang finished what he was doing and ran away. Come join in the fun in the backyard.

He whispered that the hotel had almost been renovated. The hunting grounds in the backyard were filled with domesticated animals, none of which were in violation of discipline. The largest ones were just a few deer, used for riding and shooting for guests.

Xu Hongchang told Han Qian that after Yeats came, he put forward many novel suggestions. In about two years, Yezhai Pavilion will be expanded.

Han Qian laughed after hearing this.

"What? She wants to build a zoo."

Xu Hongchang scratched his head and smiled.

"I did mention it, but it's all for the future. The Yamenmen came over to check once, and left after having lunch. I asked about the boss behind the scenes. We didn't tell them who they were, so they hung up the account. A meal costs more than 4,000, which is really embarrassing."

Han Qian nodded lightly, and Xu Hongchang drank some wine with him before leaving without disturbing the two of them.

Late at night, Han Qian was drunk and lying in the yard looking at the night sky, dazed. Guan Dagou answered the phone. It was the girl he sent to Great Britain. Han Qian listened attentively.

"Puppy~ I have no money."

"Why did it cost so fast?"

"I bought you a red suit. You can't always wear that suit. Didn't you say you would accompany the boss to a party for a while? So I bought it for you."

"You have money but nowhere to spend it?"

"So~~ give me some pocket money, the little dog~ is very hungry."

Guan Junbiao felt a little embarrassed for a moment. Just as he was about to stand up, a bank card was thrown in front of him. Han Qian closed his eyes and said lazily.

"Password 113355, I'm sleeping! Don't disturb me."

Guan Junbiao stood up and said thank you to Han Qian. Han Qian turned sideways and closed his eyes and waved to Guan Junbiao.

Damn love is dead. I see that your love is alive and well and growing vigorously.

In this way, Han Qian slept in the backyard for half the night. When he woke up in the morning, he felt that he was almost eaten by mosquitoes. He frowned and walked into the hotel with his shirt that was rubbed into shape. The waiter who had already started the morning shift looked at Han Qian was a little confused. They didn't know who this guy was.

Han Qian casually pulled up a chair and sat down, waving to the waiter.

"Give me a glass of water. It needs to be cold."

The waiter really didn't know who the man who came from the backyard was, but he still poured a glass of water. The cold water went down his stomach. Han Qian instantly felt uncomfortable in his stomach, so he got up and ran to the toilet.

I went back and forth two or three times.

He has a bad stomach.

After much tossing, Yeats arrived. Seeing Han Qian sitting shirtless at the door of the hotel, Yeats sighed helplessly.

"Mr. Han, are you spending the night here? Are you covered in red spots and went to the mountains to feed mosquitoes? Where are your clothes?"

Han Qian raised his head and looked at Yeats. Today, Yeats had changed into a blue waist dress. His usual long wavy hair was tied behind his head, and he wore a pair of expensive glasses on the bridge of his nose. Han Qian stretched out his head. He reached out to catch Yeats, who was so frightened that Yeats screamed and took two steps back.

"What are you doing?"

"I asked you to pull me up. I have no strength due to my bad stomach. Do you have any clothes in the car?"

Yeats took Han Qian's hand and pulled him up from the steps, wearing a shabby look and frowning.

"Why should I prepare men's clothes?"

Han Qian scratched the mosquito bite on his stomach and said softly.

"Then you washed my shirt for me?"

"Mr. Han!!! I'm not your wife, nor your servant! You can wash it yourself."

"I won't wear any more. Are you okay? Take me back to the city."

"If something happens, I'll give you the car keys and you can go alone."

Yeats threw the car keys to Han Qian. Han Qian threw the car keys back and turned around to tell the waiters in the store to prepare a chair and a parasol. He wanted to catch up on his sleep at the door of the hotel. The waiters looked at him. To Yeats, waiting for orders from the boss.

Yeats sighed helplessly.

"You guys prepare it for Mr. Han~~"

Ten minutes later, Yeats threw a pair of shorts to Han Qian. The guy found sunglasses in Yeats' car and was lying on the bench wearing shorts and shirtless. There was a fruit plate, juice and a box of thin bottles on the small table next to him. Chinese cigarettes.

Smoking a cigarette, eating fruit, and looking at the text messages on the phone, more than a dozen of them were all sent by Wu Qingsi, and the content was simple and direct.

【Silly! Stupid! Stupid! 】

It's all over the screen.

Just as he was about to put away his phone, the big star made a call, and when he answered the call, there was a roar from the other end.

"You bastard, what do you think we should do now? I told you not to come to my house in the middle of the night, but you still came. It's okay now. I'm surrounded by scandals and my investors have withdrawn their capital. You tell me what to do!"

"Don't make noises. If you encounter a problem, solve it. If you are short of money, just invest."

"One hundred million, you vote."

"Is it too late for me to surrender?"

"Get out! I'll give you two options now. The first one is to invest 50 million for me, so you won't lose money, and I'll make up for the rest. The second one is that we won't be filming this scene, and we will switch to filming Feng Lun's scenes. "

"Aren't you afraid that Feng Lun and Cui Li will knock on your door in the middle of the night?"

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and within a few seconds, Wu Qingsi said viciously.

"Just wait, I will go to Binhai to fight with you now. You just wait to die."

The fight she was talking about might actually mean fighting.

but! Han Qian didn't take this matter to heart. If it didn't work, he would compromise, or he would seek investment. Why is there a big financial backer behind him? Han Qian didn't panic, Qian Ling had money!

And Wu Qingsi has a guaranteed box office.

It's just that it's not difficult to clarify the rumored boyfriend matter, but I don't know why Wu Qingsi chose not to clarify it.

ill?

Maybe that's right.

When he lay there until 11 noon, Yeats came. Seeing Han Qian wearing her sunglasses, Yeats sighed helplessly.

"These sunglasses cost RMB 3,000. You have a big head. Mr. Han, remember to give me a new one."

"Wu Qingsi asked me to compensate just now! Miss Ye, do you want me to take a breather?"

"This is all your fault, Mr. Han. Why did you go to his apartment in the middle of the night?"

"Then shall I go to Miss Ye's apartment?"

"The door is always open for you. I don't care if the dog bites you or not."

Yeats held the fruit plate next to Han Qian and ate the fruit in small bites. He didn't eat in the morning and was a little hungry now. Han Qian lay on the chair and looked at the sky and said softly.

"What kind of dog do you have? Chihuahua? Teddy? French Bulldog?"

"A Doberman and a Rottweiler."

"Ms. Ye, take these two things? I just did the math. I seem to have nothing to do today."

"Mr. Han, you miscalculated. You have something to do. I have arranged today's itinerary for you. Many leaders from the Yamenmen will come over for dinner. After the meal, they will take you to the back mountain to research and develop things. By six o'clock in the afternoon Before, you didn't have much time to spare, and there are still forty minutes before you start to get busy, so I asked the pet shop to send the dog over."

Han Qian sat up, took off his sunglasses and frowned.

"Don't you say you're not my assistant? Why are you arranging these things for me?"

Yeats narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"This is a task they gave me. I want you to be busy, so as not to attract cats and dogs in your free time."

"they?"

"Mr. Han's confidante."

"Go aside!"

Yeats stood up and smiled and left the yard. Han Qian closed his eyes and continued to sleep. He didn't know how long he slept. He felt that there were two more things around him. Han Qian suddenly opened his eyes, and two big black guys appeared in front of him. about.

The chubby Rottweiler tilted his head and looked at Han Qian. The dog looked a bit silly. He was looking at the Doberman on the side. This dog was really beautiful, with black hair without a trace of color. Compared with the tilted head, it looked silly. Rottweiler, Doberman is more like a proud aristocrat.

but!

Han Qian liked Rottweiler, so he reached out and touched Rottweiler's head. Rottweiler put his chin directly on Han Qian's belly. This was a surprise for a well-behaved person. Later, when Han Qian went to touch Doberman, he was struck by the dog. He dodged and glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

disdain!

damn it! I found contempt in a dog's eyes!

Han Qian was unhappy and reached out to grab the collar around Du Bin's neck. Seeing this, Yeats said quickly.

"Mr. Han, Xiao Ge'er is very aggressive."

Han Qian was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"Liu Shengge's song? Don't call this Rottweiler Xiao Wu!"

"Rowena's name is Han Qian."

"Yeats, I'm going to fuck you."