An Lan frowned: "You can't do other things. If you take a wrong step, you won't be able to look back later."

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "I know, I have the fortune in my heart. You are by my side, but I feel at ease. Besides, I can also go to school after my sophomore year, so that it will be convenient to take care of you nearby."

Anyway, An Lan was relieved. Jiang Chan asked about An Lan's condition before leaving the hospital.

According to her medical knowledge, An Lan can only grow up slowly in the second half of her life, and she can't be overly emotional. It's almost like a glass man, if you don't put it in front of you, I really don't worry.

Walking out of the hospital, An Qi's voice suddenly sounded: "What are you going to do next? If you want to rent a house for my mother, this bit of money is not enough."

Jiang Chan chuckled, "It's a simple thing to wrap around me. By the way, you never wonder who your real dad is?"

An Qi paused: "My mother said he was dead. I really don't know who he is. Grandpa and grandma are gone, and no one will mention this."

Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "I estimate that your dear father is not dead, but he should also have some achievements. Is the celebrity Yayuan a place where ordinary people can go? But the person who looks very similar to you actually still Go in, the water in this..."

Earning his first pot of gold is difficult for An Qi, but easy for Jiang Chan. She touched the hacker forum of this world and did a few tasks. After getting 200,000 in hand, Jiang Chan decisively stopped.

The money should be almost enough to rent a house near the school. Even for her and An Lan, the house does not need to be large.

An Qi Xingxingyan: "You are amazing! I simply can't make so much money in such a short period of time. It seems that I can't do anything except play the piano and sing."

Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows: "Why? Your writing is very aura. If you want to go on the path of a lyricist, you have a lot to do."

An Qi was a little embarrassed: "I wrote it myself on weekdays. Am I really good at writing?"

Jiang Chan: "I won't lie to you, but it's not enough if you have aura. You have to work harder. If you want, I can find some courses for you."

Of course An Qi will not refuse: "I do, I do!"

An Qi went on the road, Jiang Chan didn't hide his personal secrets. In a blink of an eye, a large bookshelf appeared in front of An Qi, with all kinds of books that Jiang Chan had collected, and An Qi was dizzy looking at it.

"Do you want to see all of these?" An Qi squatted a little. Her academic performance was not bad, but she would inevitably be intimidated when she saw those big tomes.

Jiang Chan said succinctly: "As long as anyone who can write lyrics is almost a rich student, you don't want to rely on talent alone to eat? If you want to take the path of a singer, the most important thing is to be able to write songs and compose music."

An Qi immediately made a fist: "I will learn hard! My dream is to be a singer!"

Jiang Chan didn't worry about it: "Come on!"

Maybe it was the last time that he was smashed in Jiang Chan's place. After Zhao Mingsheng went back, he was ruthless, and he was bound to dig the ground three feet to find the woman who dared to lie to him.

After flipping Su Xinzhi's photo, Zhao Mingsheng pulled out a grinning smile at the corner of his mouth. This woman threatened him first, deceived him and later, causing him to lose the biggest face in his life. It's only strange that he can spare her!

Zhao Mingsheng's hand trembled when he took out the phone. He was shocked when he thought of Jiang Chan's methods that night. As soon as the call was connected, Zhao Mingsheng's face immediately piled up with a pleasing smile.

"Is it Miss An Qi? This is Zhao Mingsheng."

Jiang Chan was very calm: "Is the man found?"

Zhao Mingsheng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I found it. Where do you think we will meet?"

Jiang Chan calculated the time: "At eight o'clock in the evening, come to your house. I will be there on time."

Zhao Mingsheng: "Yes, yes."

Xiao smiled and hung up Jiang Chan's call, Zhao Mingsheng was in a cold sweat on his back. He wanted to be hard-hearted, and he was shivering all over when thinking of what happened that night.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, as soon as Jiang Chan got out of the elevator, he saw two bodyguards standing in front of Zhao Mingsheng's house.

Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows slightly. Is this Zhao Mingsheng's new one? I haven't seen it before. Of course, if Zhao Mingsheng had a bodyguard next to her before, she wouldn't be so easy to succeed, wouldn't she?

Seeing Jiang Chan coming in, Zhao Mingsheng trembled, and the next moment he greeted him with a smile on his face: "Miss An Qi, you are here, please sit down, I will get you a drink."

Jiang Chan raised his hand: "You don't need drinks, just talk about business."

She sat down on the big sofa of Zhao's family and looked at the woman who was sitting opposite and looking upset.

"Tell me, who is this?"

Where did Zhao Mingsheng dare to sit down, he rubbed his hands: "She's Su Xinzhi, Su Changhe's daughter, and she lied to me before that she was An Qi, so I wanted to tie you..."

Jiang Chan smiled rather than smiled: "Su Xinzhi, right? It seems that you know far more than me."

Seeing An Qi coming in, what does Su Xinzhi still do not understand?

She widened her eyes: "What do you mean? You asked him to bring me here? I'm your twin sister. How can you treat me this way?"

Jiang Chan casually said: "Don't yell your sister and sister, you have caused trouble, but let me, an innocent person, take responsibility for you. You haven't been heartbroken. Where can you find such cheap things?"

Taking a look at Zhao Mingsheng, Jiang Chan suddenly raised his eyes: "Is there a computer?"

Zhao Mingsheng replied immediately: "Yes, I will bring it for you now."

Within two minutes, a notebook was delivered to Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan's fingers beating on the keyboard like a butterfly: "Your father is Su Changhe, isn't it? It turns out that he is still a celebrity~lightnovelpub.net~ there is..."

Seeing Jiang Chan tapping on the computer, Zhao Mingsheng glanced quietly. When he saw tax evasion and a series of false accounts, Zhao Mingsheng shrank his neck.

I dare not provoke it, this one has touched the backstage of Su's enterprise. If she touched the system of her company, Zhao Mingsheng would not dare to imagine the consequences of those things being exploded.

"I don't intend to know why you know so many things about me," Jiang Chan said slowly: "But you intended to drag me into the water and almost ruined my life. This matter can't be left alone."

"What you rely on is nothing but Su Changhe's money and Miss Su's identity. Without these, you won't say anything. I look forward to your next life."

A copy of the various evidences of Su's enterprise was copied, and Jiang Chan sent them to the private mailboxes of several leaders. She did not choose only one person, but several.

In this way, even if others want to shelter, who can guarantee that everyone is on the Su Changhe boat?

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