Seeing Ding Daguo looking at the card in his hand tangledly, Jin Qing instantly understood Ding Daguo's thoughts. vertex
Jin Qing felt a little proud and flipped her hair in the direction of Ding Daguo. Finally, someone felt that I could rely on my reputation to make a living.
Ding Daguo looked at his daughter's unremarkable side face, tears welling up in his eyes: He had long heard that the entertainment industry was in chaos, what had happened to his daughter.
Ding Daguo's mind was already in a mess. He seemed to have seen his daughter being hung up by a group of people to cool down.
Ding Daguo looked at Jin Qing and moved his lips a few times. Just as he was about to speak, Jin Qing spoke first: "Let's move!"
Ding Daguo replied directly without thinking: "Okay!" As long as it is his daughter's request, he will support it unconditionally.
Jin Qing looked at Ding Daguo and nodded with satisfaction. That afternoon, Jin Qing carried some pots and pans and took Ding Daguo into the Thirty Yuan Hotel on the street, because no identification or formalities were required here. ...
Jin Qing's idea is simple: since she has been targeted now, and Ding Daguo's combat effectiveness is not as good as a street lamp, when he doesn't know who his opponent is, what is safer than living without a fixed place? Woolen cloth?
Ding Daguo's idea is simpler: whatever his daughter says is what he says. He and Minmin even slept in underground pipes when they first arrived in this city. What's more, it's early autumn now. Although this hotel is small and has no windows, it is still good. There are a few wooden walls, which are protected from wind and rain, so there is no harm at all.
During the past half month, Li Zhihua did not arrange any work for Jin Qing because he was afraid that Jin Qing's injury would not heal and cause any trouble.
Jin Qing was happy and relaxed. He went out to buy all kinds of delicious food every day and came back to eat and wait until death.
Although Jin Qing and Ding Daguo have adapted well to the current situation, there are people on the other side who are not in a good mood.
Hou Yuhang slammed the ornaments on his desk to the ground: "How do you do things!"
It has been almost ten days since Ding Min's accident. Why can't even a woman be found among so many people? Such efficiency made Hou Yuhang very angry. His son was lying in the hospital getting weaker and weaker, and there was not much time left for him. many.
There were several people standing in front of Hou Yuhang. The woman in the middle was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a corrective shock absorber around her neck, and plasters on her arms and legs. She replied to Hou Yuhang nonchalantly: "Uncle Hou, this It's really not their fault, it's all Ding Min, that woman who is too barbaric." As she spoke, the woman's eye circles turned red, apparently recalling the time she was beaten by Jin Qing.
This woman was Chang Yuwei who wanted to drag Jin Qing to the hospital before.
When Jin Qing stuffed her into a thermos bucket and threw her out, she was seriously injured. Not only did her hands and feet break, but her cervical vertebrae were also injured.
At this moment, she was looking pitifully at her boyfriend's father, Hou Yuhang, trying to gain his sympathy.
Hou Yuhang looked at the so-called sweetheart of his precious son bitterly: At this time, he is still interceding for others. Do you really think that the people I just scolded do not include you.
Chang Yuwei looked at Hou Yuhang's stern eyes and choked in her throat again: "Uncle Hou, it's all my fault, blame me!" As soon as she finished speaking, Chang Yuwei's tears fell like running water. flowed down.
Hou Yuhang looked at Chang Yuwei crying like a pear blossom with rain, and felt a bit gritted in his heart: He really couldn't understand why his son would ignore those ladies of the world and insist on liking a woman who can cry like this. In Hou Yuhang's heart, he always felt that his good luck was washed away by this woman's tears.
Seeing that Chang Yuwei was sobbing from a small voice to a long one, Hou Zhenyu slapped the table: "That's enough!"
Chang Yuwei was startled, raised her head nervously, looked timidly at the ferocious Hou Yuhang with eyes like a wounded animal, and then burped in the air unconsciously.
Hou Yuhang laughed angrily and said to a man in black next to Chang Yuwei: "Take Miss Chang out to recover from her injuries." If he could die from his injuries, it would be a worry for him.
Hearing Hou Yuhang's seemingly concerned words, Chang Yuwei looked at Hou Yuhang with tears in her eyes and smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Hou." She knew that Uncle Hou still liked her very much.
Looking at Chang Yuwei's deer-like eyes, Hou Yuhang waved his hand gently to her: "Go and have a rest!" Get out of my sight quickly.
Chang Yuwei simply wiped away her tears with her sleeves and said softly to the bodyguard in black behind her: "Sorry to trouble you."
The man in black pushed Chang Yuwei out expressionlessly.
Chang Yuwei pursed her lips and almost cried again: Ever since brother Zhenqi became seriously ill, not even these bodyguards took her seriously.
Who would have thought that the moment the door closed, Chang Yuwei heard Hou Yuhang snort coldly: "It's still useful in bed!"
Chang Yuwei: "..." This time the blow was too big, she even forgot to cry...
Just when Hou Yuhang was about to get angry at his subordinates again, his phone rang. Hou Yuhang answered the phone and heard the voice of his assistant: "Chairman, the situation here with Master Zhenqi is very bad. We need to do it as soon as possible." Surgery, you see..."
Before the assistant could finish speaking, Hou Yuhang slammed the phone in his hand against the wall, then turned around and said, "Go and find someone for me."
The mobile phone fell to pieces on the ground, making the people in black who were standing and being scolded shrink their necks in fright. They immediately turned around and walked out the door. They must find Ding Min as soon as possible.
Watching his subordinates leave his office in a hurry, Hou Yuhang breathed heavily: Fortunately, fortunately, he had a backup plan. His son must not die.
Jin Qing was lying on the bed in the hotel, happily chewing on the pig's trotters. Suddenly, the phone rang. Jin Qing grabbed the pig's trotters with one hand and picked up the phone with the other hand. It turned out to be a call from Li Zhihua.
Jin Qing picked up the phone and said "hello".
I heard Li Zhihua say on the phone: "Ding Min, where are you now?" Li Zhihua was obviously a little nervous on the phone, and he usually calls him Ding Min and Xiaoding. It's really true to call him by his first name like this. It's the first time.
Jin Qing spit out a small bone: "I'm in bed!"
Li Zhihua: "...Oh, okay!" This is because he doesn't want to ask any more questions, right?
Jin Qing bit off another piece of meat: "Is something wrong?"
Jin Qing had a good impression of Li Zhihua, who gave him 200,000 yuan as soon as they met.
Hearing Jin Qing's voice, Li Zhihua stuttered and said: "Ding Min, there is a big job recently, do you want to take it?"
When Jin Qing heard this, she asked, "What kind of work?" Murder, arson, robbery, fights, she can do anything as long as she has money.
