Chapter 130: the person I like

Qin Shuwei personally ran to buy McDonald's and came back, but after he pushed

the door in, there was no one in the room. He did not dare to call Qin Ke to

ask Qin Ke, the young master (sexual xing) of this family was uncertain. ,

Whichever sentence can irritate him, and Qin Ke is notoriously not like

answering the phone, he only dared to call the driver at the moment, and

pressed his voice to ask Qin Ke where he was going.

The driver tremblingly replied: "Master Qin said that he was tired and wanted

to go back to the hotel to rest, so I asked him to go back first."

Qin Shuwei was already a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to break out, and

only said to the driver: "Then ask him if he wants to eat, I have already

bought it."

The driver asked in a low voice, Qin Ke's snoring voice could be heard through

the phone, and he lazily replied "Keep it for yourself", the driver stammered

to the phone and said, "That, Master Qin said ..."

"I heard. You can send him to the hotel. I'll go look for him tomorrow."

Qin Shuwei hung up the phone, tolerated, still couldn't resist the anger in

his heart, and threw the bag of McDonald's food on the ground. The big glass

of Coke inside rolled out and sprinkled on the floor with a smashing sound and

was sucked away by the carpet. The **m left in the coke is only ice cubes

rolling on the ground.

Qin Shuwei was holding his mobile phone in one hand, and pulling on the tie

with his wages in the other hand. He was still a little annoyed. He called his

father Qin Cheng, and it rang twice before answering. Qin Shuwei said: "Dad,

you let I am pleased with that Qin Ke, I really can't do it, you can replace

him, you don't know how difficult he is, he is simply sick!"

"What's up with him?"

"He asked me to buy food, I went to buy it, but he didn't eat it, I went out

with the front foot, and he went back to the hotel by himself with the back

foot! Isn't this a joke!"

Qin Cheng's voice was somewhat majestic, and he whispered, "How did I tell you

when you went?"

"You let me meet all his needs..."

"That's it! What he says, just do what you do. This is an extraordinary

period. Only the equity in Qin Ke's hands can help us through the current

difficulties. Don't beg him than you kneel down in front of Zhuang Ya. Is it

easy to get some money?

Qin Shuwei closed his eyes, he didn't want to recall that unbearable past.

Many things have happened to the company (fafa) in the past two years. Zhuang

Ya and their father and son have torn their faces. He is stepped on the dirt

in front of Zhuang Ya. He is no longer the high-spirited prince in Mingcheng.

Now, everyone gave him a little face because of the past and called Mr. Qin

Xiao, but the number of people who laughed at him could not tell.

He no longer has the proud capital. His father asked him to please Qin Ke. He

was already exhausted. He could only pin a little hope in his family, and

wanted his family to reach out and help and find a chance to make a comeback.

In the struggle between their father and son and Zhuang Ya, the balance had

already begun to tilt, and if they were a little careless, they all lost.

Qin Shuwei was taught a lesson by his father. After hanging up the phone,

although he felt uneasy, he also knew the priority of the matter. He

suppressed all his emotions and only hoped to please the young master Qin Ke

tomorrow.

He sent a message to Qin Ke, introduced some snacks on the Shanghai stock

market with a warm tone (kiss wen), and asked him if he was interested.

It took a long time for Qin Ke to reply, "Whatever."

Qin Shuwei didn't dare to be casual. He just wanted to buy some of them

tomorrow, and then asked, "Is there any place I want to go tomorrow? I will

ask the driver to pick you up in advance."

This time Qin Ke responded a bit faster and said, “Don’t bother me before four

o’clock tomorrow afternoon. I want to sleep in (sleeping Shui). By the way,

the seats in the car are too hard. The kind of down, sitting cross-legged for

a while, my ankle hurts."

Qin Shuwei agreed, but couldn't help but slander, Qin Ke has so many things,

no one needs to bring cushions when going out, ordinary people still have to

go down, is he the Princess and the Pea!

The Qin family started as a hotel, and the family has a big business. There

are more than a hundred people in the whole family. Although the Qincheng

father and son look beautiful outside, they can't talk in the Qin family. The

current rulers in the family are Qin Ke’s two older brothers. Qin Ke is only

19 years old and has become an out-and-out noble son. He doesn’t need to make

money on his own. The equity dividends left by his father’s generation are

enough. He has a firm foothold in the family and can say a few words.

Qin Cheng and Zhuang Yaboli were already at a disadvantage. They finally found

out that Qin Ke, the young master of his family, had come to the Shanghai

market. After he lined up with others, he pushed his son Qin Shuwei forward

and stepped forward. If they lose to Zhuang Ya this time, their father and son

will really have to leave behind. Don't talk about face, there will be no

points left.

Qin Cheng didn't want to live such a hard life, and Qin Shuwei naturally

didn't want to, but he had been arrogant at home for so many years, and he was

still holding a little master's air, so that he was reluctant to bow his head

and serve others.

The father and son had a small abacus in their hearts, and Zhuang Ya on the

other side also made people come to get closer to Qin Ke, but her treatment

was not as good as Qin Cheng's father and son, Qin Ke refused her visit and

did not meet.

Inside the hotel penthouse suite.

A coat was thrown at random on the sofa, Qin Ke sat cross-legged on the sofa,

playing with the laptop in his hand.

On the table was a disassembled McDonald’s set meal. The half-eaten hamburger

was placed in a box. There were two large glasses of ice-cola on the table.

Because the owner did not drink it in time, the walls of the paper cups had

leaked fine water.

Qin Ke looked at the webpage for a while, and used a borrowed account to log

in to the Loulan forum to leave a message. The post he replied was the one

looking for "Grandpa Babao Fan" because the poster was "a little fish", so

this Posts worth hundreds of thousands are also called koi posts by people on

the Internet.

He typed very quickly, replied more than ten, and not surprisingly was quickly

restricted to comments.

Qin Ke frowned slightly and quickly let go, not paying attention to this

little thing, and "borrowed" an account to continue to leave a message. He was

very interested in "A Little Fish" and the posts made by this person. People

who think a lot on the Internet are different. Qin Ke was born in a wealthy

family, but his mind is simple and clear. He only saw the title and thought:

What kind of immortal eight-treasure rice is necessary to make people remember

so?

Qin Ke is a sweets lover and is very interested in the snacks mentioned in the

post.

He flipped forward, and he changed the avatars of the accounts he had

previously "borrowed". They were pictures with flowers on the corners. They

were easy to recognize. After a little flipping, he found one of them which

was replied by Koi himself.

A small fish: I don't know the specific method of the eight-treasure rice, but

the recipe of the fried vegetable ball can tell you that [贴图] is probably

that. If you are interested, you can try it yourself, it's easy! Thank you for

the clue you just provided, but the old man who fried rice cakes you mentioned

is not the one I was looking for.

Qin Ke held his chin and looked at it. The other party actually believed the

information he had compiled yesterday, and gave him a serious reply to the

formula.

He unexpectedly had a good impression of this little koi.

Looking at the recipe posted on it, Qin Ke suddenly felt that the burgers and

cola on the table were not fragrant at all, so he called the hotel and asked

the kitchen to make him a fried vegetable ball according to this recipe.

The front desk of the hotel didn’t hesitate to hear his room number, so he

immediately asked the chef to make a serving. The ingredients used for the

fried vegetable ** are all common ingredients, and they were delivered

immediately after they were fried and placed in Qin. The food was still hot

when Ke was on the table, so it tasted good.

Qin Ke didn’t eat a meal today. The vegetable ** were fried so that they

were golden and soft, and there were several kinds of secret sauces beside

them. He took a bite with them. The sauce was slightly salty and bite. It was

crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The place with sesame seeds

was especially delicious. If there was no sesame seeds, he would dip a little

sesame salt in the small dish next to him, and ate a small plate in one

breath.

He thought this was the same as what a little fish said, it was really

delicious.

Qin Ke (touched Mo) (touched Mo) chin, and gave him the title of gourmet in

his heart.

While eating, I used the computer to turn the recipe map sent by "a little

fish" into perspective. After studying it for a while, he smiled and said,

"Why are you still a student."

The other party probably used a piece of homework draft paper to write the

formula, and then took a picture and put it on. There are a small half line of

unclear words on the back, but this is a piece of cake for Qin Ke, and it was

quickly identified as a math problem. .

As for the manuscript paper, Qin Ke couldn't recognize it for a while, but it

looked like the one commonly used in universities, only a small print could be

seen on the edge, and it was not clear which school it was.

Qin Ke ate another vegetable ball, typing on the keyboard with both hands

while chewing, quickly searching for clues related to this question in the

online world.

He thinks that "a little fish" is a good person and a friend to make.

Quite interesting.

On the other hand, Tang Jinyu finished writing the homework, took a photo and

sent it to Lao Yuan, and left a serious message: "Brother Yuan, I finished the

inscription, but today’s writing is a bit slow. It’s too late, so I won’t

bother grandpa, you help I will show it to him tomorrow, thank you!"

The old ape replied in seconds: "Okay, OK, let me take a look for you first.

This question is a bit super-class for the knowledge you are learning now, and

the solution is slow and normal, ha ha!"

The old ape chatted with the child one after another. After a while, he took a

good look at the topic and praised: "I have read it, the idea is okay, and the

solution is pretty good. I will send it to the old dean tomorrow. Hurry up and

rest and go to school tomorrow!"

"I won't go to school tomorrow, I have to go to Teacher Leo to practice

piano."

"Thanks for practicing piano!"

The old ape said nothing, and wanted to lift their little highness to the sky.

Tang Jinyu turned off the computer (sleeping in Shui). He ran 800 meters in

physical education class today. Although his grades were not very good, he

steadily stepped on the passing time. This has made great progress for him in

the past. After all, he hasn't been very good at sports before, and he has

gradually developed it out a little bit later.

I probably exercised during the day, so I felt heavy at night (sleeping in

Shui).

Tang Jinyu also had a dream.

He dreamed of Guo Xiaohu. Guo Xiaohu was wearing a sports suit. He was

particularly happy to run over. He ran slowly in front of him. Guo Xiaohu

backed up to accompany him and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu, I am now in the

provincial team. Training every day, ready to sprint for the prize, I am

writing to you, have you seen it?"

Tang Jinyu ran slowly, which seemed a bit difficult compared to his ease, and

nodded to show that he knew.

Guo Xiaohu looked at him and asked, "You saw that letter, didn't you?"

Tang Jinyu's footsteps suddenly became a little messy.

"Xiaoyu, actually I treat you..."

Guo Xiaohu still wanted to talk, but he didn't want to listen anymore, stopped

and turned his head and ran back.

Guo Xiaohu chased him and called his name. Tang Jinyu didn't dare to stop at

this moment. After he ran away, he could hear (chest xiong) gasping and

gasping until he hit someone in the arms. , Was held in his arms by the

opponent, "What's the matter?"

Tang Jinyu's heartbeat was like a drum, and she gasped and said dumbly, but

the moment the hands fell on him, he knew who it was and knew he was safe-he

looked up and saw Xia Ye, and saw Your own safe haven.

Guo Xiaohu chased him from behind, standing a few steps away and calling his

name, his voice was a little sad: "Xiaoyu, don't I have a chance?"

Tang Jinyu shook her head vigorously and hid behind Xia Ye. His brother

immediately blocked him tightly as usual.

Guo Xiaohu asked in confusion: "Why? Why are you so sure, do you have someone

you like?"

"Yes!"

"who do you like?"

This time the two people asked him together. Guo Xiaohu’s voice was

superimposed on his brother’s voice. Tang Jinyu hid behind, grabbed Xia Ye’s

clothes and looked at them. Finally, his eyes fell on his brother’s face, not

knowing why. The heartbeat that had just settled down suddenly jumped quickly

again. He was so nervous that his fingers were trembling a little, and he

squeezed the corner of his clothes tightly, (dry gan) and said: "I, I like..."

"brother."

——I like my brother.

The dream came to an abrupt end. Tang Jinyu opened his eyes and put her palms

in front of her (chest xiong). She could still feel the throbbing violent

beating, she could hardly control it and could not hide it.

He still remembers being questioned in his dream, but after saying this, he

suddenly didn't want to hide so much.

He has someone he likes and has always liked that one.

The sky (color) outside was not yet bright, and it was still early. Tang Jinyu

lay on (bed chuang) and looked at the ceiling for a long time before burying

herself in the quilt, and then poked her head deep when she was too

suffocated. He took a deep breath, from the blush to the neck, the tips of the

ears were dripping blood.