Contrary to Le Yu's expectations, nothing special happened at the family banquet.

Even Jing Qingfen didn't show up, which made Le Yu heave a sigh of relief—it's been more than a month since he replaced Jing Zhengwei, and he hasn't even called 'Dad', can you believe it?

Jing Zhengwu, Jing Zhengfeng, and Jing Zhengtang were also present today, and Le Yu couldn't see anything on their faces - Jing Zhengwu was still so yin and yang, Jing Zhengfeng still looked like a dead father, and Jing Zhengtang still listened to his fiancée. .

Le Yu had enough to eat and drink, so he slipped away with Qing Lan. Having dinner with this group of fat relatives with fat intestines and brains, Le Yu felt that he was deprived of oxygen after staying for a long time, as if the air was sucked by the fat boys.

Moreover, there is no air conditioner these days, and it has been very hot these days. Le Yu even drank a few more cups of iced honey five-flower tea. At this time, the gap between Qinri's body and the ice-blood physique is reflected - the ice-blood physique can shield all discomfort, and it can also be cold and hot, but Qinri's body has not reached such a state of 'water and fire', so Let Le Yu be more determined to find the Well of Gods and Demons and travel back.

It doesn't matter if there is no air conditioner, there is not even an electric fan. Is this a place where people can stay?

These days, if it wasn't for the ice silk pajamas and Qing Lan's cold body, Le Yu felt that she would wake up in the middle of the night.

All in all, staying with these fat relatives makes Le Yu feel so hot.

"If you have nothing to do, don't rush me back." When he got to the car outside Jingyuan, Le Yu sat down and began to complain: "It's so hot, so hot, so hot..."

"A calm mind is naturally cool." Qing Lan said, "The more you say it's hot and hot, the more you feel hot."

"It's so cold, so cold, so cold, so cold..."

Qing Lan laughed, and Le Yu picked up the newspaper and fanned herself: "Isn't it still very hot... I'm not going to take the car! Mitelisang, you choose someone to drive back, it's like sitting in the car in this weather. In the steamer!"

In the era of no air conditioning, the heat of the car is greatly affected by the outside world - when it is hot outside, it will only get hotter inside.

Mi Die immediately gave up the driver's seat and escaped. Li Sang was stunned for a moment, sighed, and drove back silently.

Le Yu, Qing Lan, and Mi Die walked back along the road in the inner city, and Mi Die followed behind silently.

The trees on both sides are shady, the lights on the road are bright, the breeze is coming, the leaves are rustling, Le Yu feels that the heat in his body has been swept away, and when the wind blows, he will open his hands, and suddenly think of a good idea: "We Go to Damen Stone Street!"

"what?"

"Well, think about it carefully, these days I either go to the newspaper office or go on duty. It's been a long time since I played cards."

Le Yu lamented that he had become a force of struggle too - Qin Leyin's suggestions were many and complicated, and he had to discuss it with other editors. Sometimes Qin Leyin would continue to follow up with him while on duty with him He discussed how to better lead the fight.

Although it is really interesting to destroy the Silver Blood Club through the "Youth Daily", so that Le Yu can't stop eating and sleeping, but this is the opposite of Le Yu's original intention - he just wants to be a **** waiting to die. Just two or five degenerate capitalists!

No, you have to treat yourself well, there will be no update today!

"Qinglan, what do you think? I don't want to go home right away on a hot day. Let's go shopping at the Gate Stone Street first."

"Okay!" Qing Lan nodded again and again, her face flushed pink: "I haven't been there for a long time."

"Where's Mi Die?"

Naturally, Mi Die, the bodyguard, had no objection, so the three of them changed their plan to go home and went to the Gate Stone Street first.

"By the way, Qing Lan, do you still have any relatives?"

Xu felt that it was a bit boring to walk without a mobile phone, so Le Yu casually raised a topic—in Earth, he started with such a problem, and he would be beaten to death.

And Qing Lan could only answer in anger and dare not speak: "It should be gone. I was sold into Xiangxuehai since I was a child, and there is no news of my parents for a long time, maybe I am dead."

"Do you have any close friends? Do you have friends you can trust?"

Qing Lan was slightly startled, and said sadly, "...No."

"Is that so..." Le Yu lengthened his voice, paused for a long time, and suddenly changed the subject: "By the way, I thought of a question that can be used in the 'knowledge discussion area', and I would like to hear how you would answer it."

"Okay." Qinglan immediately went to work, and sometimes she would write articles for the "knowledge discussion area" - without him, because the topic is really interesting, and role-playing is even more interesting.

Le Yu: "'If you can get a lot of money now and you can go anywhere, where would you choose to start a new life with this money'?"

"Well..." Qing Lan thought for a while: "I don't know much about other places, but Yanjing should be the most prosperous place in Huiyao, right? If it were me, I would probably use this large sum of money to go to Yanjing. , first spend half a month in a hotel, carefully investigate where to buy a house, what industry can make money, and then the next step is to buy a house..."

"Can you be more specific?" Le Yu asked: "For example, yourself, can you establish a foothold in Yanjing with a large amount of money at the beginning? For example, open a small shop to support yourself?"

Qing Lan was stunned for a moment, and said somewhat uncertainly: "I only have the experience of being the editor-in-chief now... But the newspaper office in Yanjing is not in my turn to be the editor-in-chief, but it should be fine for me to be an editor or a contributor, right?"

"If you have money, you can always buy a shop that can make money. No matter how bad it is, I can find someone to marry..."

Speaking of which, Qing Lan suddenly moved in her heart and found that Le Yu was listening carefully to her words. From time to time, she would nod her head in agreement, and subconsciously stretched out to hold Le Yu's hand.

"Ok?"

"This is just a question of the 'knowledge discussion area', right?" Qing Lan blinked and said calmly, "How can someone suddenly get a lot of money in reality?"

"Well, maybe." Le Yu said: "And don't people often think this way?' I'm not doing well now because my home is not good, the place is not good, and the environment is not good, so if I can Go to a better place with a lot of money and have a better life'..."

Qing Lan blurted out: "But I think it's fine now."

"Really?" Le Yu looked at her: "I think you want to stay in bed every day and not go to work..."

It's you who stay in bed and don't go to work!

Qing Lan resisted the thought of complaining, shook her head and said, "I like the current life, it's very interesting to be the editor-in-chief of the newspaper."

"real?"

"Of course it's true, sir, think about it, if I go to Yanjing, I can only be the editor-in-chief at most. How can I be the editor-in-chief now, only I manage people, no one manages me?"

"That's right." Le Yu suddenly realized: "It's better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, that's the truth."

Qing Lan found that Le Yu didn't mention the topic just now, she was secretly relieved, and just wanted to pull her hand back, but found that Le Yu was holding onto her hand.

"Are you ill, why are your hands so cold?" Le Yu rubbed her little hands curiously, feeling as if she was touching the cool and icy spring water, which was very cooling.

Qing Lan's face was slightly red, and she said calmly, "No, my physique has been like this since I was a child... If you want to touch my son, just keep touching it."

"I don't want to!"

Le Yu's complexion changed, and she snorted away from her hand. At this time, Qing Lan found it very interesting, and took the initiative to reach out to touch Le Yu's hand, and Le Yu avoided her sensitively.

Qing Lan refused to accept it and continued to try to grab Le Yu's hand, Le Yu jumped from side to side, her hands dancing like dragons and phoenixes, but she just didn't let Qing Lan touch her.

Seeing the two of them fighting on the street like children, Mi Die, who was taciturn and paralyzed behind her, couldn't help showing her aunt's smile, but she quickly restrained herself, not disturbing their distance, and silently protecting them from behind.

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"Second brother, fourth brother."

Jing Zhengtang came to the Zizhuyuan in Jingyuan, which is Jing Zhengwu's site, and when he came in, he found that Jing Zhengwu and Jing Zhengfeng were already waiting for him in the living room.

Jing Zhengtang sat down and asked suspiciously, "Second brother, is there anything I can't talk about at the banquet? Why did you call me over after the banquet was over?"

Jing Zhengwu knew his younger brother's temperament well, and was well prepared for this kind of mindless question. He said calmly, "Naturally, it's because of what we are going to say next, no one else can know except our three brothers."

Hearing this, Jing Zhengtang was a little restless and couldn't help but look outside.

And Jing Zhengfeng, who has been closing his eyes and resting, said directly:

"You came to us because you wanted to unite against Jing Zhengwei, right?"

"That's right." Jing Zhengwu put down the glass, still looking elegant and easy-going, but what he said was chilling: "If Jing Zhengwei doesn't die for a day, we will no longer have the opportunity to get involved in the position of the head of the family."

Jing Zhengfeng sneered: "Don't forget, the three of us are also competitors."

"Competition exists only between people of equal status. Now, our elder brother has both the support of his father, the approval of other chambers of commerce through the "Youth Daily", and even the approval of other sons and young masters through the patrol team... To put it bluntly, as long as he doesn't make a mistake, we don't have the qualifications to compete with him."

Jing Zhengwu said, "I won't go into details about the benefits and benefits of this. You can all understand it yourself. So, this time only, would you like the three brothers to join forces?"

"The so-called big family, but they also have to take the road of killing each other." Jing Zhengfeng sneered: "Okay, I will join."

Jing Zhengtang held back for a long time, then stood up and said, "Second brother~lightnovelpub.net~ I have a stomachache, can I go to the toilet first..."

Jing Zhengwu's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and said calmly, "Make a decision first, then go to the toilet."

"It's not my second brother, I'm really in pain, I have to go first..."

"Make a decision first!"

"Ah, I can't seem to bear it anymore, second brother, I won't tell you-"

Jing Zhengwu didn't know if Jing Zhengtang couldn't bear it, anyway, he couldn't bear it anymore, he stood up and said angrily, "What is the stomach pain, you obviously want to find that cheap maid——"

Jing Zhengwu suddenly felt a shudder in his heart, his body was horrified, and he stopped his words in time.

At this time, Jing Zhengtang lowered his head and faced downwards. Jing Zhengwu couldn't see his expression, but he said in a soothing tone, "Just now, the second brother said something wrong in a hurry. Are you actually going out to find your wife?"

Jing Zhengfeng felt quite interesting watching this scene, and said with a smile, "No, you have to listen to your wife even for this kind of thing?"

Jing Zhengtang raised his head, showing a harmless smile, and said with a shy smile: "Well, Feiwei is much smarter than me, she told me that many people outside wanted to lie to me, and I had to consult her about anything important. "

Jing Zhengwu earnestly induced: "I am your second brother, how could I lie to you?"

"It's a coincidence, Feiwei told me that the eldest brother and the fourth brother can still be trusted, but the second brother absolutely cannot."

Jing Zhengwu: "..."