Shao Fangjie walked next to Yan Yongguang. The distance between them was the same as the height of the two people, more than 20 centimeters. The two people seemed to have nothing to say, but their backs looked very picturesque. Yan Yongguang reached out and took back the bag in Shao Fangjie's left hand and carried it himself.

Then, with the erhu on her shoulders, Shao Fangjie could hold the drink cup with both hands.

Yang Jingxing admired it: "It's quite happy."

He Peiyuan made a slight pronunciation and smiled: "Well...yeah...it's late, let's go."

Approaching the Audi, Yang Jingxing opened the driver's door, and He Peiyuan went to the other side to open the rear door. They all got in and closed the door. Yang Jingxing remembered passing the bag to the back: "Eat something to drink."

He Peiyuan shook her head: "You can eat it."

Yang Jingxing was fair: "You have a share."

He Peiyuan took the bag, looked at it, and asked: "Do you want it? I don't want to eat it."

Yang Jingxing said, "Just leave it alone." He drove.

After leaving the basement, Yang Jingxing said: "I estimate that Tong Yichun should be able to sell some. Then I will discuss it with you, Xiaojie, and agree on the idea. If it is too far and inconvenient, forget it.

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He Peiyuan said: "Let's try our best."

Yang Jingxing added: "Teacher Huang is responsible for the keyboard at the back. If you have any problems with other aspects of living and accommodation, just go to Sister Ma. I told her that she is quite nice."

He Peiyuan smiled: "You think so far."

Yang Jingxing said: "I will be responsible for borrowing you."

He Peiyuan leaned back and looked out of the car window, expressionless.

Yang Jingxing chatted: "Today the moon should be full."

He Peiyuan said: "I didn't see it."

It was quiet for more than a minute. Yang Jingxing was very focused on driving, but he turned on the music and played an Asian ethnic music album released in Japan. The current one is from Vietnam.

After listening for more than ten seconds, He Peiyuan seemed like she couldn't bear it: "Can you turn it off?"

Yang Jingxing is closed.

He Peiyuan remembered: "Someone else picked him up, and you didn't report it to the leader?"

Yang Jingxing thought: "It's not necessary... It's a quarter to one. I'll be home at one o'clock. You can call Xiaojie at half past one and report the situation later."

He Peiyuan was funny: "What's going on?"

"In case you don't answer the phone..." Yang Jingxing smiled: "Just call a few more times."

He Peiyuan seemed unwilling: "You can't fight yourself?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not appropriate for me to fight."

Too tired, He Peiyuan’s IQ was affected: “Why is it inappropriate?”

Yang Jingxing: "She is with her boyfriend, and I...are afraid that the special police will beat me up."

He Peiyuan was a little angry: "You know what's interesting if I fight?"

Yang Jingxing said: "As a good friend and colleague, it's normal for you to be concerned. Let's discuss the clothes."

He Peiyuan said: "The discussion is over."

Yang Jingxing suggested again: "Ask Officer Yan if any of his colleagues can recommend him."

"Not that much." He Peiyuan replied eloquently and disdainfully.

Yang Jingxing gave up: "Okay, okay, I'll ask myself... No, why are you not nice to me? You still have something in my hands."

He Peiyuan's breath was obviously weaker: "What's the reason?" Or maybe it was a little lower.

Yang Jingxing said: "Have you forgotten? Although it is normal, after all, we are still a conservative society. You are such a good-looking girl, you are still very embarrassed, right?"

He Peiyuan was silent, but she was not afraid. After four or five seconds, she became even more irritated: "Yang Jingxing, do you dare to mention this matter again!?" She was fierce but also steadfast.

Yang Jingxing immediately said: "Okay, I surrender... I really stole the chicken but lost the rice. I lost my wife and lost the army. I shot myself in the foot..."

After waiting for a while, He Peiyuan urged: "Go on." She also sneered, her pronunciation was a bit long and floaty.

Yang Jingxing said: "No more."

He Peiyuan looked down upon her: "You were really wrong. You said it so high-sounding at the time? Now it's become a handle...it's low-level."

Yang Jingxing was puzzled: "Oh, no, why did it become my leverage?"

He Peiyuan snorted and smiled, feeling very happy: "Evil will be punished."
Chapter completed!