Chapter 466 Keep People

It is rare for Jian Chenglang to see his brother being so "poor and white", and the superiority of stepping his brother on the sole of his foot suddenly came out, and he didn't care about him in an instant.

Seeing that the little guys had been comforted, they happily ran to play hand in hand.

Jian Chenglang straightened up and first called Zhang Dazhuang with his mobile phone, but no one answered.

Then he frowned and called Qu Sinian again. Qu Sinian was probably filming. The bell rang for a long time, and no one answered him.

Now only Lu Junhan is left.

Jian Chenglang flipped through the contacts on his phone's address book, passing by "right now", "baby", "in love", "break up", "resurrection of old feelings", "no more possibility", After the "current goal" waited for more than a dozen groups of women, it went straight to the bottom.

He then looked up at Jian Yi over there: "Brother, I don't have a phone number from Mr. Lu."

Jian Chenglang is a well-known big director. Like Qu Sinian, he is in the entertainment industry.

Qu Sinian had also participated in the play he directed before, and Jian Chenglang naturally had Qu Sinian's phone number.

However, Zhang Dazhuang hasn't held fewer banquets in recent years, and Jian Chenglang is still awake.

Of course, every time he attends the banquet, his purpose is to hunt and hook up with women.

And Zhang Dazhuang is a big-eyed person. He can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman. He is young and has many people. Later, I don't know which love is. Zhang Yiming was born and Zhang Yiming was sent to Zhang family.

Seeing him messing around outside, this made Zhang Dazhuang his dad angry and beat Zhang Dazhuang half to death on the spot.

Zhang Dazhuang is not afraid of anyone, just his father.

After that, he converged a lot, and raised Zhang Yiming in his duty.

Only occasionally when I see beautiful women, I still can't hold back the man's inferiority, and his eyes are one-to-one, but he is guilty and courageous.

Moreover, Zhang Dazhuang already has Zhang Yiming, and he doesn't want to have more illegitimate children. He usually sees women and feasts his eyes.

For women, Jian Chenglang has a lot of insights, so he came and went, but he became a good brother.

As for Lu Junhan, Jian Chenglang really has nothing to do with him.

Not only him, just a few months ago, when Xiao Lu Li hadn't appeared, Jian Yi and Qu Sinian didn't have much contact with Lu Junhan. In the past few months, they have had more contacts.

Finally, with his brother's super memory, Jian Chenglang dialed Lu Junhan's phone number, but no one answered after the call.

Jian Chenglang listened to the blind tone of "beep-beep-" on the phone, and failed to get through three consecutive calls. He held his forehead with a headache and muttered in pain:

"I now know why only the two of us are here."

Jian Yi's stern eyebrows were faint, without much ups and downs.

He condensed his brows slightly, listened to the beeping sound, pondered for a while, and soon found a way, and said coldly:

"Jialu Junhan's WeChat. His personal mobile phone does not answer unfamiliar calls."

"Row,"

After Jian Chenglang finished speaking, he paused, and then raised an eyebrow toward Jian Yi with a narrow face:

"Eh, that's not right, brother, this matter is so private, how do you know that his mobile phone does not answer strange calls?"

With that said, Jian Chenglang didn't know where he wanted to be crooked, he smiled happily, winked narrowly and said: "Did you and him--"

Jian Yi raised his head, and at a glance, he could see that his head was full of yellow dirty thoughts, but he was too lazy to pay attention to him, and said with a faint expression:

"Because Jian Xiyan's mobile phone does not answer unfamiliar calls."

"..."

Jian Yi glanced at his phone which was still beeping, and said lightly: "So, this sound is familiar to me."

Jian Chenglang: "..."

You have to listen to it so many times before you are so familiar.

What's the matter with the inexplicable sourness.

Sure enough, a little proverb is a little proverb, a ruthless little killer who can ignore his father.

"What are you doing? Hurry up."

Seeing that he was not moving, Jian Yi didn't know what he was thinking, his stern brows were a little impatient.

They have been in front of the police station for a long time. Jian Yi's time has always been precious, and he doesn't want to waste it here.

His tall and long body leaned against the dark green car body, frowning slightly, and then, with slightly irritated indifferent eyes, his fingers smoked a cigarette from the cigarette case.

Before long, the green and white smoke clouded his cold and indifferent face.

"Brother, are you sure he can play WeChat?"

It is difficult for Jian Chenglang to imagine Lu Junhan playing WeChat.

Even his brother doesn't play WeChat much.

For black-hearted capitalists like them, whose time is more precious than their lives, WeChat, a chat tool that wastes time while typing and waiting for the other party to type and reply, is not as useful as making a phone call or in person.

"Not sure," Jian Yi really said back. He took a puff of cigarette and turned to look at the four little guys playing there. After making sure that there was nothing dangerous around him, he said faintly: "Try first."

There is indeed much safety outside the police station, and there are very few people walking outside.

After all, there are many police officers here, and human traffickers are afraid to come, for fear of being caught.

Moreover, the police station is also a bit off, sparsely populated, and there are only a few of them after so long.

Seeing the little guys were a little far away from them, Jian Yi didn't call them back either.

Judging from previous experience and previous experience, these four little guys gathered together and were extremely lethal.

Jian Yi didn't want to call them back and trouble herself.

Fortunately, it is safe here.

They are calling here, and a few of them play their own.

No one answered Zhang Dazhuang and Qu Sinian's mobile phones, they must be busy, and they will definitely not be able to answer the phone for a while.

As for Lu Junhan, it is very likely that the mobile phone was on his body, but the mobile phone did not answer unfamiliar calls.

Therefore, with such a comparison, Lu Junhan still has more hope of replying.

Jian Yi and Jian Chenglang have exactly the same ideas as the previous director.

That is, these three dads, as long as one of them can come.

As long as Lu Junhan comes, the other three little guys will all belong to him!

Jian Yi and Jian Chenglang can get away.

Jian Chenglang copied Lu Junhan's number and sent a friend request: Your daughter is with me.

Jian Chenglang waited for a while, but there was no response from the other person. Maybe Lu Junhan didn't see it, or maybe he saw it, so he didn't even bother to reason.

Fortunately, after three minutes.

The application passed.

Jian Chenglang raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

He really didn't expect that, he was really hit by his brother.

But before he could continue to send news, let Lu Junhan come to the police station to pick up people.

I saw Lu Junhan who was on the other side directly sent a message.

Lu Junhan: Your conditions.

The sea, the sea:? ? ?

Lu Junhan: What conditions do you need to let people go.

The sea, the sea:? ? ?

Jian Chenglang's EQ is high and IQ is not low, so he quickly reacted, daring to feel that Lu Junhan is treating him as a trafficker or kidnapper, and he immediately laughed.

No wonder it took three minutes to reply. I'm afraid Lu Junhan just called the hospital to confirm that the girl is not there, and his application was approved.

But now is not the time to care about this, it is the business to send the little guys away.

The sea, the sea: No, brother, you want to be crooked! We are not human traffickers. My name is Jian Chenglang. I am Jian Yi’s brother. Your daughter is with us now. See when you come to pick up your daughter.

The opposite was silent for a long time.

Lu Junhan: Let's talk about it, what conditions are required before you can keep people.

The sea, the sea:............

The sea, the sea:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

The sea, the sea:! ! ! ! ! !

　【I still didn’t write about my mother, but I promise, the next chapter will do! 】

　　

　

(End of this chapter)