Chapter 1204: 1210

Spend more than half an hour, Chen Qing up and down seriously this plan to a group of goblins living in the 11 storey apartment building to see once.

Choosing apartments instead of scattered villas is mainly for good management.

Her boss dotes on those girls, but Chen Qing is not so laissez faire, just like Feng Caijuan. If she breaks the rules, she won't be soft when it comes to cleaning up.

Finally, in front of the French windows in the living room of a penthouse on the top floor, Chen Qing occasionally looks at the layout of the surrounding luxury residential areas, and reads the list of owners of the major residential areas in her hands.

This, of course, should have been confidential.

However, if the female ancestor wanted to keep secret, it would not exist.

Chen Qing sees these, have no other mind, just want to do know.

After all, a group of goblins move in at the same time, which is really eye-catching. And the residents in these communities, either the newly rich in China or the elite of foreign countries, all boast that they are superior to others. It's hard to guarantee that they won't have the mind they shouldn't have.

After browsing through the list in hand, Chen Qing handed the information to Lian Ying again and said, "except for those who are trapped, others dare to come here to harass. Don't be polite. If a warning doesn't work, report it to me. Others, tell them their surnames directly, if it doesn't work Oh, there shouldn't be so many stupid people. I like to wrestle with stupid people best. "

With the current background of the westero system, no place in the world is afraid of being provoked by anyone.

Lian Ying nodded and agreed.

With other details, Jiangshan dance came forward and said something to Chen Qing's ear.

"Here we are. It happens that this side is close to the airport. Bring people directly. Let me have a look."

Jiangshan dance nodded and left to explain things.

Chen Qing didn't change her place either. She had a good view here. She simply asked Lian Ying to make coffee and sit down beside the desk and chair in front of the French window. She didn't have a spare time. She picked out a copy of yesterday's New York Times from the materials she had with her. It's completely original in English. She read it carefully.

In addition to the second round of turbulent news about the Asian financial turmoil, I soon found a piece of news I was interested in.

The Westeros will fully fund ITER.

Chen Qing had paid attention to it in advance, knew about the international thermonuclear fusion reactor project, and had a few words with her boss.

The attitude of the boss at that time was also very interesting.

If only it could be put in China. If the project is built in Europe and America, it may not be completed in 10 years. If it is in China, it may not be a problem in 5 years.

The obstacle is still outside the project.

No way.

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Last time my boss was in China, I happened to say that, according to another saying of my boss, fundamentally, the seemingly free social system in the West means the gradual disability of human social nature.

It seems that the progress of civilization is actually a very terrible thing.

Because individuals are no longer subject to groups, it will be difficult to ensure the overall interests of human beings in the general direction, such as the progress of science and technology.

If it's just like this, it's nothing. What's more serious is that once we encounter some mass social problems, such as epidemic, the scattered western society, it will be very difficult to resist. What's more, if a large-scale world war breaks out in the future and the west is unable to live in groups, everyone will do it for themselves, and no one is willing to sacrifice. It's hard to say what will happen.

Chen Qing thinks it's very reasonable, and the pattern of her boss is getting bigger and bigger, and she can't keep up.

I'm just a little woman.

After more than ten minutes, before a newspaper was finished, Jiangshan dance led two women, one big and the other small, into the room and put a file bag on Chen Qing's seat.

Chen Qing allowed her mother and daughter to stand, and after reading the New York Times, she occasionally glanced at her two daughters. The delicate and delicate mother and daughter were timid and restrained on the surface, but could not deceive Chen Qing at all. Especially the little one, who seems to be pitifully holding her mother's hand, seems to be afraid of strangers, but her eyes are not afraid of strangers at all. She takes advantage of Chen Qing's slight inattention to look around.

Sure enough, you can't judge a man by his appearance.

After reading a newspaper, Chen Qing picked up the file bag that Jiangshan dance had just put in, which was the physical examination data of two people nearby.

After a while, Chen Qing finally opened her mouth and glanced at a woman: "Zhang Ai Cao, and Qin Bu Zui. Oh, it's really bad luck to be your daughter. She can't even get a proper name."

Wei mu, who had been standing in the air for more than ten minutes, was not only a little bit sour in his legs, but also more uneasy in his heart. Hearing the words, he explained himself in a soft voice: "I didn't get up."

"Oh," Chen Qing looked at the information. Some time ago, she was just 15 years old and had a head of one meter and seven. "How did you get your name?"

Zhang Ai Cao, who has the same name as her half sister, leans to her mother and whispers, "I'm suckling." after a pause, the girl takes the initiative to add: "she, that girl, is more male than female. When she hears that I'm a girl, she is sewing a sachet for the Dragon Boat Festival. When she sees AI Cao, she takes the name and always says I'm losing money."With a smile on her face, Chen Qing glanced at the girl who said a little more: "then you say, are you losing money?"

Zhang Ai Cao instinctively pasted to his mother again, drooping eyes, did not answer.

Seeing her daughter stick to her, Wei Mu subconsciously gives way to her side. If she doesn't only have such a son, she won't suffer a lot in Zhangjia these years. I don't know how many words she's heard. Even her husband has raised two children outside these two years.

However, after raising two, nothing was born, which means that it's not her problem at all. What's the relationship between Zhang's death and her?

Chen Qing noticed Wei Mu's little action, looked at it with a smile and asked, "do you think your daughter is losing money?"

The woman paused and nodded, "yes."

When Zhang Ai Cao heard her mother say that, her little expression suddenly became more pitiful.

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Chen Qing's interest is getting higher and higher, and her smiling face is full of gossip: "what's it like to fight with your daughter?"

Here, of course, is another daughter.

The woman shrunk for a moment, looked up at Chen Qing, then quickly dropped down and said, "it's her. She moved her hand first."

"Oh, you took so many people to catch your daughter, and she moved her hand first. How useless are you?"

"I I didn't want to beat her. I wanted my dowry back. "

"Your dowry?"

Woman obviously guilty, or way: "I have a share."

Chen Qing did not ask, slightly changed: "then why do you smash the car? Do you know if it's pure import or custom-made? It's worth more than 6 million yuan. "

Although it's not the first time I've heard it, the woman still feels that her legs are soft and her voice is like a mosquito: "I don't know No, I didn't do it. It was Zhang Suchen who did it. It was he who let people do it. "

Chen Qing curved her mouth: "who is Zhang Su Chen?"

The woman is again a meal, a few seconds later just a few can't smell a way: "my husband."

"Your husband has been caught by me. He said that he has been there for at least ten years. I think that since he can't afford to pay for the car, at least he will have to pay for it. What about you?"

The woman couldn't hold on either. She just softened on the floor. After shaking for a moment, she suddenly looked up at Chen Qing: "the car was driven back by that girl, and she also wanted to accompany her. A whole set of jewelry left by my mother is worth hundreds of thousands at least, which can be compensated by her. Also, Zhang Suchen, I can testify about some things he has done. I will be a witness and let him have a life sentence. "

Next to her, Zhang Ai Cao saw her mother lying on the ground. She seemed to have no bones and fell down. I continued to be next to her mother, looking at Chen Qing with fear and inexplicable expectation.

Chen Qing never felt that she was a good person, but at this time, she could not help feeling that she had seen the world.

Take another look at that pair of tall and gorgeous leather bag, it is also with emotion.

The world is more chaotic than the heaven.

Seeing that Chen Qing didn't speak, the woman became more and more frightened. She began to shed tears, trembling and crawling towards Chen Qing until her feet. She pulled Chen Qing's trouser legs and cried: "this, miss, please forgive me, I don't know anything."

Chen Qing is about to say something. Just standing in a corner of the living room, feeling the vibration of her mobile phone, she runs out to answer the Jiangshan dance and returns. She looks at the woman on the ground, covers the microphone and whispers to Chen Qing: "Qin is not drunk."

Chen Qing slightly pick eyebrows, no low voice, directly asked: "what does she call to do?"

Jiangshan dance no longer hide, said: "she said to find the boss."

"I still want to find the boss," Chen Qing said sarcastically. She was about to let Jiangshan dance hang up. She glanced at the mother and daughter in front of her. She simply took the phone, pressed the button and asked, "what's the matter?"

Qin buzui's voice was very polite: "is it sister Chen?"

The woman on the ground had already heard the Jiangshan dance mention her daughter's name. At this time, when she heard her daughter's name, the choking that was just going on suddenly stopped, and she did not dare to make any more sound.

Chen Qing takes aim at the woman on the ground again, answer a way: "yes."

"Sister Chen, I want to contact the boss."

Chen Qing this time more patience, but still with dissatisfaction: "don't you know the rules?"

"I know," the phone said, "but only this time, very, very important things."

Chen Qing no longer twists and turns: "even if the boss, and I say, China's side of things are under my control."

Qin buzui hesitated a little and said, "I can't find my mother."

The woman on the ground felt the obvious coldness in Qin buzui's tone, even hatred, and trembled again.

Chen Qing also does not conceal, direct way: "your mother is here in me."

"Ah?"

Qin buzui was surprised, and obviously thought he had heard wrong.

The woman on the ground also looks up at Chen Qing in despair and begging.

Chen Qing flicked away the right hand of the woman holding her trouser legs and said, "and your sister, they're all here with me."After a moment's silence, she finally said, "sister Chen, can you send my mother back?"

"For what?"

After a pause there, there was more obvious hatred: "she and Zhang killed my grandparents together. They should be locked in."

This time, without waiting for Chen Qing to open her mouth, the woman on the ground already screamed: "you killed them. If you had stolen the jewelry to me at that time, what would happen later? It was you."

There was a moment's silence again, but it was not aimed at the women on the ground. It was still Chen Qing: "sister Chen, send my mother back and lock her in with Zhang. I promise that I will repay him for the rest of my life. And you, sister Chen, I will remember your kindness."

Qin buzui said so. The woman on the ground looked at Chen Qing's playful expression and broke down again. She cried and pointed to the mobile phone on the desktop: "how can you do this? I'm your mother, I'm your mother!"

As if they hadn't heard of it, they continued to say to Chen Qing, "sister Chen, please."

Then, the woman on the ground seemed to be suddenly inspired and hugged Chen Qing's calf: "Miss Chen, you let me go. As long as you don't send me to prison, I can also be a cow and a horse for you. Besides, my daughter, AI Cao, we are more than her. We are both a cow and a horse."

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