China.
"Didn't you say that Qin Nian will come back to send us money sooner or later? Why is there still no movement at all?"
Wang Sheng squatted in an alley. He was smoking a cigarette while talking to the person opposite.
On both sides of the alley are high walls, and there is no light, and the wet wall is covered with blue and black moss.
"Don't worry, sooner or later, there will be a rich man around him."
Qin Jiaxu said carelessly, sliding his fingers on the screen of his mobile phone, with a relaxed face.
He is browsing social software and randomly clicks on a microblog. He is scolding Qin Nian.
Qin Jiaxu felt that the gloom of many days was dissipated at this time, replaced by a strange satisfaction.
The rich man in Qin Jiaxu's mouth is Feng Wang.
In this case, I don't know what Feng Wang will think of Qin Nian? Abandonment or blame? It's really exciting.
He was revering, but Wang Sheng's irritable howl came from the other side of his mobile phone.
"How long will it take? My hands have been itchy recently. How about you give me some money first? At least I'll help you do things."
Qin Jiaxu came to his senses and frowned.
Wang Sheng didn't know when he began to get into the habit of gambling. It was said that gamblers were irrational. That's why he encouraged Wang Sheng to pester Qin Nian and promised that Qin Nian would definitely spend money to calm the tun for the sake of fame.
But now Qin Jiaxu is in a good mood and doesn't mind much about this matter.
"Okay, I'll pay 50,000 yuan in the evening, just take it as a hard work expense. You should show up in front of the media these days."
When Wang Sheng heard this, he immediately said, "Good, good, thank you very much, my good son."
Hearing this, Qin Jiaxu suddenly clenched his fist, and his originally good mood was like eating a bite of a fly, which made him so sick that he wanted to vomit.
What son.
I'm not this kind of trashy son.
Qin Nian is the son of this kind of person.
Qin Jiaxu gritted his teeth and hung up the phone.
[Although I don't know Qin Nian's past, I don't think Qin Nian is that kind of person these days.]
On a calm afternoon.
Qu Chun suddenly posted such a microblog.
Then, she immediately forwarded her Weibo, and then continued to say, "I've been too busy recently, so I didn't pay attention to what happened on the Internet, but I feel that the prince is empty. I hope my fans can stay rational when surfing and don't follow the flow.]
Her tone was relaxed and she didn't blame anyone. She just advised her fans to maintain their rationality and analytical ability in various news on the Internet.
Even so, there are still several netizens in the comments.
[You are not his parents. You just participate in a variety show with him, which is the kind of vested interest. What qualifications do you have to say that Qin Nian is not such a person.]
[It's not Qin Nian who asked you to explain, but he huddled at home as a shrunking turtle.]
When Qu Chun saw these remarks, he frowned and said to Xi Liyan beside him, "How can there be such a person? He is so malicious."
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