Chapter 320
That night, the moonlight of the broken jade bridge was stained with blood. The night wind swept through and brought a bloody smell. The number of injuries in the municipal hospital increased sharply overnight. When the patrol police arrived at the scene, they were almost scared by the blood on the road, and the upper level heard the wind and paid attention to a name.
Night and day.
This grey force, which has been entrenched in city a for many years, has boarded the historical stage of underworld and Taoism in City C through the civil strife of the Kun Gang, and has vaguely become the leading overlord in East China.
City C seems to have been marked with the name overnight.
With the participation of Zhao Yin and Yue Chengzhi, Qin Qing simply became the shopkeeper. Except for leaving a thick ink and heavy color in the battle of broken jade bridge, he hid behind the scenes for the rest of the time, and outsiders could not spy.
It was night. She washed away the blood, put on her home clothes, sat on the top floor of the silent apartment, and looked at the night scene of City C, which was trampled under her feet, but she was not as happy as she had been several times before.
Didi, SMS in mobile phones emerge one after another.
Song ruye: Qin Qing, I heard your face was hurt. Are you okay? Did you go to the hospital?
Luo Zihang: are you seriously hurt, Qin Qing? In fact, you don't have to do everything yourself now.
Uncle Hei: Xiaoqing, although it's inappropriate for the night Gang to intervene this time, I treat you as a niece. If you need anything, just speak.
……
All the people who received the news sent care and greetings. The girl's skill was obvious to all. At first glance, she was injured in the fight, and the injury was still on her face. Everyone was very nervous.
Just now, Fang Kong called to bring a family doctor, but Qin Qing politely refused.
"Uncle Fang, it's just a little injury. I'm tired and want to rest."
She hung up the phone, ignored any text messages, opened a chat interface, stared at each other's Avatar for a while, then moved her fingertips and sent a line of words.
"Feng Yan, my face is scratched. It hurts."
No one knew that Qin Qing had the ability to avoid Liu Zhi's blade at that moment.
The next day happened to be Saturday. The school was on holiday. Qin Qing called the teacher to fill in the slip and reported peace to Shen Lingxiao. Then she was ready to go out.
As like as two peas, the door opened and she saw several bags of medicine hanging around the door. She looked at them, all of them were wound wounds and traces, and the bags were exactly the same as the ointment that someone bought last night.
She looked at the lonely medicine in her hand and the empty corridor. As soon as she sipped her thin lips, she threw her hand into the trash can next to her and went to the company without saying a word.
Nanxu hasn't been to work for several days. Many things in the company have to be handled in person.
When Qin Qing arrived at the office building, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. The waiter at the front desk met face to face last time and shouted respectfully, "President Qin."
Then they watched the girl's figure enter the door of the company. They couldn't stop sighing. They were so talented at a young age!
But as soon as the genius stepped into the door, he was drunk, "don't move!"
Qin Qing was stunned. Before he could see the interior decoration of his company, he looked down and saw a long piece of white rice paper on the channel of the office. Half of his foot just stepped on it.
"Ah, the rice paper I finally found was destroyed by you." from the other end, a man and a woman walked quickly, wearing a gentle cotton and linen suit. The beautiful girl stared at half of the footprints on the paper and screamed angrily: "Where did you come from? Do you know how valuable this is? How much money will you waste on this foot?"
Qin Qing visually measured the length of more than ten meters and estimated the price, but he didn't show it at all. He just said, "sorry."
Calm without waves is almost dispensable, and people can't hear any sincerity, which is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.
The girl immediately raised her voice and pursued the responsibility, "who are you looking for and whose relatives are you? This matter must be explained to us. You are not allowed to go."
With that, she reached out to drag Qin Qing, but was stopped by a man behind her.
Qin Qing looked up and thought that the other party seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember for a moment. He had to turn aside and frown and said, "who allowed you to put rice paper in the aisle of the office?"
It would be nice for her to say sorry for violating the regulations.
"What are you talking about? You still have reason to step on something, right? I tell you, you don't want to go today." the girl's temper, which was hard to dissipate, became more violent, and her original beautiful face was ferocious.
At this time, other people in the office also noticed the movement here, and many people looked over.
"Who has offended our little princess? Whose children will be unlucky."
"I don't know. I stepped on the rice paper for the customer. This time, I'm in trouble. Whoever goes out to claim it is unlucky."
……
Qin Qing is a little thinner recently. Wearing a cotton skirt, heavy glasses and reserved hands on her back, she looks younger than her actual age. At first glance, she really looks like a little sister coming to play with relatives in the company.
"Little sister, I tell you, you can't afford this person. She is the only font designer in our company. The general manager has to let three people. You can apologize and admit your mistake. At most, you can be said a few words to save trouble for your relatives." a slightly weak female employee came to the nearby position and whispered persuasion.
"Font designer?" Qin Qing raised her eyebrows and asked casually, "is it very powerful?"
I couldn't keep my voice down. As a result, without waiting for the female staff to answer, the beautiful girl opposite had opened her mouth first and said proudly, "do you know Mr. Zhang, the leader of the literary world? That's my mentor. Others can't ask for blessings. Today, my master came to the company to order ink in my face, but you broke the four treasures of the study he wanted."
All large companies, especially those mainly engaged in literature, hope to have one or two authentic works of Taishan Beidou as the treasure of the town store, so as to improve the image of the enterprise.
In the field of calligraphy, Zhang Chuzhi is undoubtedly a living signboard.
The girl had thought that the girl was a native of the village and didn't know the goods. She planned to explain a few more words, but she saw a hook in the corners of the other party's mouth and was excited: "Oh? Old Zhang is here too?"
The girl was stunned and subconsciously said, "do you know my master?"
Qin Qing's smile was stronger. His sight hidden behind the lens flew over and said, "old Zhang naturally has a strong reputation, but in my opinion, the apprentice's temperament is flat."
He was speechless and impetuous. At least he didn't see the smell of books.
Girls have been touted since they entered the company. Where did they suffer from this kind of cowardice? They immediately sank their face. "What are you? Do you think calligraphy is so easy? If you can, you can go."
Night and day.
This grey force, which has been entrenched in city a for many years, has boarded the historical stage of underworld and Taoism in City C through the civil strife of the Kun Gang, and has vaguely become the leading overlord in East China.
City C seems to have been marked with the name overnight.
With the participation of Zhao Yin and Yue Chengzhi, Qin Qing simply became the shopkeeper. Except for leaving a thick ink and heavy color in the battle of broken jade bridge, he hid behind the scenes for the rest of the time, and outsiders could not spy.
It was night. She washed away the blood, put on her home clothes, sat on the top floor of the silent apartment, and looked at the night scene of City C, which was trampled under her feet, but she was not as happy as she had been several times before.
Didi, SMS in mobile phones emerge one after another.
Song ruye: Qin Qing, I heard your face was hurt. Are you okay? Did you go to the hospital?
Luo Zihang: are you seriously hurt, Qin Qing? In fact, you don't have to do everything yourself now.
Uncle Hei: Xiaoqing, although it's inappropriate for the night Gang to intervene this time, I treat you as a niece. If you need anything, just speak.
……
All the people who received the news sent care and greetings. The girl's skill was obvious to all. At first glance, she was injured in the fight, and the injury was still on her face. Everyone was very nervous.
Just now, Fang Kong called to bring a family doctor, but Qin Qing politely refused.
"Uncle Fang, it's just a little injury. I'm tired and want to rest."
She hung up the phone, ignored any text messages, opened a chat interface, stared at each other's Avatar for a while, then moved her fingertips and sent a line of words.
"Feng Yan, my face is scratched. It hurts."
No one knew that Qin Qing had the ability to avoid Liu Zhi's blade at that moment.
The next day happened to be Saturday. The school was on holiday. Qin Qing called the teacher to fill in the slip and reported peace to Shen Lingxiao. Then she was ready to go out.
As like as two peas, the door opened and she saw several bags of medicine hanging around the door. She looked at them, all of them were wound wounds and traces, and the bags were exactly the same as the ointment that someone bought last night.
She looked at the lonely medicine in her hand and the empty corridor. As soon as she sipped her thin lips, she threw her hand into the trash can next to her and went to the company without saying a word.
Nanxu hasn't been to work for several days. Many things in the company have to be handled in person.
When Qin Qing arrived at the office building, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. The waiter at the front desk met face to face last time and shouted respectfully, "President Qin."
Then they watched the girl's figure enter the door of the company. They couldn't stop sighing. They were so talented at a young age!
But as soon as the genius stepped into the door, he was drunk, "don't move!"
Qin Qing was stunned. Before he could see the interior decoration of his company, he looked down and saw a long piece of white rice paper on the channel of the office. Half of his foot just stepped on it.
"Ah, the rice paper I finally found was destroyed by you." from the other end, a man and a woman walked quickly, wearing a gentle cotton and linen suit. The beautiful girl stared at half of the footprints on the paper and screamed angrily: "Where did you come from? Do you know how valuable this is? How much money will you waste on this foot?"
Qin Qing visually measured the length of more than ten meters and estimated the price, but he didn't show it at all. He just said, "sorry."
Calm without waves is almost dispensable, and people can't hear any sincerity, which is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.
The girl immediately raised her voice and pursued the responsibility, "who are you looking for and whose relatives are you? This matter must be explained to us. You are not allowed to go."
With that, she reached out to drag Qin Qing, but was stopped by a man behind her.
Qin Qing looked up and thought that the other party seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember for a moment. He had to turn aside and frown and said, "who allowed you to put rice paper in the aisle of the office?"
It would be nice for her to say sorry for violating the regulations.
"What are you talking about? You still have reason to step on something, right? I tell you, you don't want to go today." the girl's temper, which was hard to dissipate, became more violent, and her original beautiful face was ferocious.
At this time, other people in the office also noticed the movement here, and many people looked over.
"Who has offended our little princess? Whose children will be unlucky."
"I don't know. I stepped on the rice paper for the customer. This time, I'm in trouble. Whoever goes out to claim it is unlucky."
……
Qin Qing is a little thinner recently. Wearing a cotton skirt, heavy glasses and reserved hands on her back, she looks younger than her actual age. At first glance, she really looks like a little sister coming to play with relatives in the company.
"Little sister, I tell you, you can't afford this person. She is the only font designer in our company. The general manager has to let three people. You can apologize and admit your mistake. At most, you can be said a few words to save trouble for your relatives." a slightly weak female employee came to the nearby position and whispered persuasion.
"Font designer?" Qin Qing raised her eyebrows and asked casually, "is it very powerful?"
I couldn't keep my voice down. As a result, without waiting for the female staff to answer, the beautiful girl opposite had opened her mouth first and said proudly, "do you know Mr. Zhang, the leader of the literary world? That's my mentor. Others can't ask for blessings. Today, my master came to the company to order ink in my face, but you broke the four treasures of the study he wanted."
All large companies, especially those mainly engaged in literature, hope to have one or two authentic works of Taishan Beidou as the treasure of the town store, so as to improve the image of the enterprise.
In the field of calligraphy, Zhang Chuzhi is undoubtedly a living signboard.
The girl had thought that the girl was a native of the village and didn't know the goods. She planned to explain a few more words, but she saw a hook in the corners of the other party's mouth and was excited: "Oh? Old Zhang is here too?"
The girl was stunned and subconsciously said, "do you know my master?"
Qin Qing's smile was stronger. His sight hidden behind the lens flew over and said, "old Zhang naturally has a strong reputation, but in my opinion, the apprentice's temperament is flat."
He was speechless and impetuous. At least he didn't see the smell of books.
Girls have been touted since they entered the company. Where did they suffer from this kind of cowardice? They immediately sank their face. "What are you? Do you think calligraphy is so easy? If you can, you can go."