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As long as you are not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.
Uncle Ye finally got the commission price from Chunhe, and he was very satisfied.
In fact, he didn¡¯t want to lose his dignity like this in the first place. He, Qingquan Lin, is also the overlord of the force. As one of the masters, he is certainly worth a lot
However, Chunhe left such a bad impression on him.
He had this understanding from the first time he met the He'an alien race, and as he got closer to Chunhe, this understanding became deeper and stronger.
In his opinion, Chunhe is a man who loves money extremely and treats money like dirt.
But Chunhe has some extremely strong ability to accumulate wealth.
If He Ancheng can survive this disaster
That¡¡
Let¡¯s go quickly.
By then, He'an City will definitely become a big star and be remembered by many human forces. No matter how deep He'an City's foundation is, it will not be able to stop the combined efforts of the human race.
No human race force would tolerate the existence of He An City.
But now that¡¯s too much to think about, let¡¯s go and see He¡¯an City first to see if this city, which is said to be a place where all races prosper together, is as beautiful as these He¡¯an aliens say
Time goes by like a rushing stream.
Soon, they came to the transit point. This was a canyon filled with tall trees hanging with red fruits, which stretched into a sea and soared into the sky. When the breeze blew, the fragrant smell of ripe red fruits surged like a tide, making them People are intoxicated.
"This is a good sign." Chunhe glanced at the canyon full of red fruits.
Everyone agreed.
Chunhe reached out to pick the red fruits, but was stopped by Uncle Li.
"Huh?" Chunhe looked at Uncle Li doubtfully.
"City Lord, these red fruits are poisonous." Uncle Li took a bite of a red fruit and took a bite. The juice splashed out. At the end, he licked his mouth, "It's a little sour."
"Is this poisonous?" Chunhe asked confused.
Li Bo nodded, "Of course, is it possible that I can still lie to the city lord?"
He stuffed the remaining red fruit into his mouth, swallowed it whole, paused, and seemed to catch something out of the corner of his eye, "There are always some guys who don't listen to the old man, and soon they will suffer the consequences."
He didn't finish his words.
I heard the sweet potato jumping three feet high, with a red face and a hoarse voice, "Help! Help me!"
Uncle Li waved, and Di Gua staggered toward him, muttering, "Chairman Li Bo, help me, I don't want to die yet, I'm not married yet, and I haven't tried the pain of love yet!"
Li Bo grabbed Di Gua¡¯s arm, and then slapped Di Gua¡¯s body with both hands like butterflies piercing flowers. While slapping, he asked in a cold voice, ¡°Do you know what you are to your mother?¡±
Digua only felt itchy on his body, and the severe pain before was quickly fading away. "Baby?" he answered tentatively.
"Haha." Li Bo sneered.
"What is that?" Digua asked curiously.
"Damn you retarded."
Di Gua¡¯s dissipated red face suddenly turned red again. He had a thousand words in his mouth and was about to refute them, but when he saw Li Bo¡¯s expression, he swallowed them down.
Chairman Li Bo Li is now one of the most untouchable people in He'an City.
Tolerate.
Or rather, Gou
These are all small episodes. After confirming that these red fruits cannot be eaten, Chunhe lost interest. He said to Chang Baisheng, "Let's go, I can't wait to return to the place that makes me dream about it day and night." Ancheng, I miss the warm big bed in the City Lord's Mansion, I miss the newly built streets and alleys that extend in all directions and are full of charm, I miss the constant noise all day and night, and I miss the lovely people I may or may not have met. Son¡¡"
¡°When we get back, I¡¯ll treat you all to fat intestine hotpot.¡±
¡°I haven¡¯t eaten for a few days and I keep thinking about it.¡±
Chunhe¡¯s eloquent voice is still arousing everyone¡¯s emotion, and Lin Xianer is already writing a diary.
"Chairman Lin, what are you writing?" He Gui asked curiously.
Lin Xianer¡¯s face was complicated, ¡°You don¡¯t want to see it.¡±
He Gui paused, then said, "This is He Ancheng's privacy, can't it be leaked?"
Lin Xianer shook her head.
"It doesn't hurt to take a look." He Gui said.
Lin Xianer's expression became more complicated, "Really want to see it?"
"Um."
Lin Xianer opened her diary, "The city lord mentioned the fat intestine hot pot again, and it had to remind me of that particularly warm night. The city lord organized a banquet in the mansion, and the main course was the fat intestine hot pot. At that time, Wu Yu commanded the army Ma Jindao had a cold face, but after taking a bite of the sausage, he had a rare smile and said to us enthusiastically, "This sausage is really authentic and tastes so pure." The banquet that day was particularly popular. Morning, the moonlight was very hazy that day."
"Well" He Gui felt like vomiting.
Lin Xianer¡¯s eyes shone brightly, ¡°That¡¯s how everyone reacted at that time, it¡¯s like that, it¡¯s like that!¡±
"Uh huh" He Gui finally couldn't help but spit out the sour water.
The other He'an warrior monks who looked over sighed, "This is a flavorful diary chapter."
"Chairman Lin, why are you writing these things when you have nothing to do? And the format of your diary is still wrong."
Lin Xianer squinted at everyone, "No one knows diaries better than me!"
"Director Hun An, please take charge of it. The diary system developed by your promotion office has the most say." Someone shouted at Hun An.
Hun An chuckled and was about to speak when Lin Xianer said first, "Director Hun An doesn't know as much about diaries as I do!"
"Okay, okay, stop making trouble and let's go." Seeing that everyone was about to start a fight, Chunhe quickly stopped, "We can talk about it when we go home if we have anything to do."
go home.
This word still touches people's heartstrings as always.
Especially when many foreigners have real homes, such as Lin Xianer. Like Chunhe, she also misses her big bed. She spent a lot of money to build a boudoir in the Renovation and Reconstruction Committee, which was decorated She is so beautiful that some people have accused her of embezzling public funds and being extravagant.
Although Lin Xianer later provided evidence to prove that the money she earned from selling jade dew was all legal income. But it also caused uproar in the city. This incident also triggered self-examination and self-rectification by various commissions in He'an City, but this trend passed quickly, because except for Lin Xian'er, who had a jade dew income and was extremely rich, the senior officials of other commissions were poorer than the last.
Lin Xianer misses her boudoir, Ancheng worries about whether the urban construction work in Ancheng has been completed, and Chang Baisheng thinks about how to quickly increase the combat effectiveness of the Public Security Committee
Everybody has something to think about.
Only Li Bo had complicated emotions because he really didn¡¯t know how to tell his colleagues on the Kang Committee about Qian Ada¡¯s sacrifice
No matter what everyone thinks, a portal appears, and the huge attraction surges, like a giant beast with the ability to swallow the stars and wants to swallow everyone up.
"go home!"
"I want to eat fat intestine hot pot!"
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