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Chapter 135

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    Yang San suddenly remembered a sentence he read on the Internet: If you want to live a decent life, you must have a little green on your body.

    Jiang Yong can be regarded as seeking benevolence and deserving benevolence.

    Jiang Xiaoxiao was very grateful to Yang San, and personally sent Yang San out.  She hesitated for a moment and said, "Should I get my face back?" Like removing the stuff in my nose.

    Yang San said indifferently: "Your original appearance was not bad, better than the present one."

    After today's incident, Jiang Xiaoxiao really didn't dare to use a knife on her face. She nodded vigorously, "I see." No wonder she felt that after plastic surgery, her life would not go smoothly.

    Jiang Xiaoxiao actually wanted to ask a lot of questions, but in the end she swallowed them down.  Her life, after all, requires her to come out step by step, and she can no longer be as silly and sweet as before.

    No matter how much her father loves her, she still has to stand aside in front of her younger brother.

    She called the driver and asked the driver to drive Yang San back.

    When Yang San arrived home, Xiao Hei was playing with the Rubik's Cube, a few bodyguards were helping to pack his luggage, and Yin Wenjue was there pointing out Jiang Shan, "Bring those two suits, I specially asked someone to design them for Hei Ge, Lao Gui  gone."

    "Heige likes to wear this suit and put it in the suitcase."

    Yang San glanced, "What are you doing?"

    Yin Wenjue coughed and said with a smile: "No, the International Rubik's Cube Competition in August is coming soon. Brother Hei also wants to win glory for the country this year. Now he has to go abroad in advance and train there by the way. I'm helping him pack his luggage."

    The clothing brand opened by Yin Wenjue, the image spokesperson is Xiao Hei, relying on Xiao Hei as a cash cow, earning a lot of money.  I don't know how many companies are envious, and many brands are also trying to find Xiao Hei as an endorsement.  Xiao Hei is quite picky in this regard, and the endorsements are expensive.

    Yang San couldn't help but sigh with emotion, time flies so fast, Xiao Hei will go to participate in the second session in a blink of an eye.  She smiled and asked Xiao Hei, "How many times are you going to participate in?" With his level of Rubik's Cube, he is already in the realm of seeking defeat alone.

    Xiao Hei gave three thumbs up.

    Yang San nodded slightly, "It's okay, we have to leave some way for others to survive." If Xiao Hei keeps participating, others don't have to worry about the championship.  In fact, there is also a saying now that those Rubik's Cube players are fighting for the second and third places, and there is no suspense for the first place.

    After the luggage was packed, Yin Wenjue suddenly remembered something, "Boss, did the Jiang family invite you? President Jiang asked me about you before."

    Yang San bit the fruit, "Well, I went to his house today, and the matter has been resolved."

    As for Jiang Yong's beheading pattern, if it is erased with modern technology, it can only be indexed but not the root cause. Therefore, Yang San suggested that he do more charitable things and have the spirit of merit to offset it.

    Yin Wenjue is not surprised by this at all. In his opinion, there is naturally nothing that cannot be solved if the boss takes action.  He showed a gossip smile, "Speaking of which, Jiang Yong is good at business, but not very good at judging people. Everyone in our circle knows his wife."

    Yang San became interested. She could tell that Liang Jing had had several abortions before, and she could also tell that she had been a mistress, so she didn't bother to divination for her.

    Yin Wenjue pushed her away, "She used to be a lover who was raised by three generations of red people in a certain capital city, and she still thought that a mother is more expensive than a child. In the end, the wife of the son is not easy to provoke, after all, she is also a well-matched young lady. Her front  Press the button and wait until the child is formed before telling her that she has an agreement with the third generation of the red, and the children outside are not counted, and there is no way to get any property in the future. That Mrs. Jiang can only give the child  beated."

    Yang San was puzzled, "She hit her twice later."

    Yin Wenjue was full of energy, "That's why I said that this young lady has means. Later, she had conflicts with her husband and divorced from time to time, which made Mrs. Jiang think that she had the hope to rely on her children to be in power. As a result, she had three children in a row and almost dragged herself down."  collapse."

    Yang San felt that Liang Jing had done it to herself.

    "At that time, Jiang Yong was going to marry this wife, and I had a friend who reminded him a little bit. As a result, Jiang Yong got angry with my friend, and everyone didn't bother to tell him later."

    Yang San mentioned today's matter to Yin Wenjue, and Yin Wenjue was amazed.

    When Xiao Hei's luggage was packed, he coughed, and with his thick skin, he actually twitched.

    "Boss, why isn't Xiaoyu on your side?"

    Yang San said lightly: "She is on a business trip."

    Xiaoyu is going to province x for rain these few days, and province y next week.  Province y has not rained for several months, and the land is almost dry  "

    The driver said without changing his expression: "This road is less prone to traffic jams and faster." It's rare to meet such a fool, and it's a pity for his good luck not to vote.

    Granny Meng snorted and said, "You are really a warm-hearted person." She took out a piece of cake from the bag and said, "This is a small biscuit I baked before going out, please eat."

    The driver took the biscuit, took a bite, and his face froze.  This is a taste that cannot be described in words, both sweet and bitter, and what's even more amazing is that the layers are distinct, and it doesn't get mixed up because of it.  Sweet, is the kind of sweet and greasy taste of candy that has been placed for several years.  Acid is the kind that smells like food.

    At this moment, he seemed to see death.

    He foamed at the mouth and passed out.

    When the car was about to hit the trees on both sides of the road, a gust of gray mist surrounded the car, causing the car to stop slowly.

    Granny Meng regretted a little: the food she cooked was too delicious for human beings to bear, so she fainted from excitement.

    She got out of the car and saw the graves on both sides of the road.

    She took out her mobile phone and called Yang San.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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