Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

In the study, the grandfather and grandson looked at each other across the table in silence.

"You have to have a reason to cancel the engagement. Qin Jin always looks nice and often comes to chat with me. It's not in our interests to cancel the engagement so easily." He has always been good at putting on a good show.

"Of course there is a reason. There are two sisters out there."

"But don't you care? I thought you were willing," Mr. Dong said speechlessly as he took a stack of photos from the bookshelf.

"Didn't you say before that you would keep him? It's not him you want. It's just his face." He was a little confused. "It's not that bad even though we haven't seen each other for more than ten years, right?"

"Qin Jin has no blood relationship with the Qin family. That alone is enough. Can a featherless chicken turn into a phoenix?" He put forward the document again. "What I want is a real young master, not this?"

"Qin Jin looks like Jin Xian, could you have recognized the wrong person? Every year, the blood type report and physical examination form are sent back to the Qin family, and there have been no mistakes over the years." Something is not right.

It's impossible that Jin Xian has replaced her, right? Is she still a mother? It's not uncommon for a child to resemble his father when he was young and resemble his mother when he grows up. This speculation is really too much.

"No, you can take a look at this paternity test."

Turning to the last page of the report with a big red seal, it turned out that they were not father and son, but the match rate with Jin Xian was 80%.

"Back off, you're taking over the magpie's nest, have you really found it?"

"Yes, I'm a trainee at Yuehuang Entertainment."

"When are you going to bring it back?" So this is all planned out? "When are you going to reveal Qin Jin's story?"

"Let's talk about it after both parties return to their positions. Someone will be happy to take the lead," he said with a smile, "The Gao family will not let go of this handle. As for Jin Xian, it is not important."

"You decide. It's just a verbal agreement. If the six ceremonies haven't been completed, just issue a notice." As for joking with him? One or two short? If Qingqing didn't care about it, he wouldn't be able to get in.

"Well, the sooner the better. Is there anything else? If not, I'll go back."

"How is your stress disorder?" She looked hesitant. If it weren't for this thing, she wouldn't have to retreat.

"Same as always, it's basically okay as long as there's no scarlet color. I can control it. Don't you think I'm doing well now?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Bullshit, you must have said hello to the Entertainment Department, right? If your film wasn't so good, you would have been stuck for years."

"It's easy to get things done with someone. It applies everywhere. It doesn't mean you can't do anything bad. It's just that the circle is full of bad habits."

He tapped the table with his knuckles. Did the old man intend to be a lobbyist? And he didn't seem to have the right reason to do so.

"Grandpa, they didn't explain it to you clearly, did they? You better not get involved in this matter. It's not just a question of whether the atmosphere is good or not."

"Hmm?" Old Master Dong frowned. Is there something he doesn't know? "Okay, just be sensible. At worst, you have the support of an old man like me. Not everyone can touch you!"

"That's not the way it should be said. Isn't it true that having an old person in the family is like having a treasure? You are the pillar of our family."

To be frank, every wrinkle on the old man's face is a smile, so how can you see any seriousness at all?

"Okay, you just know how to coax me. If you want to go back, then go back quickly. What time is it now? If you don't go back, go to bed." His expression changed in an instant.

"Okay, I'll be right back. Aunt Guan's soup dumplings are delicious. I'll be back to eat them in a few days," he ordered without any hesitation.

"I'll keep it all for you. Mu Qing won't give it to me."

"I'm back. Don't pay attention to Mr. Qin if he wants to talk to you. It's just wishful thinking. Free rice is not that easy to get."

"Well, I'll just watch. I don't care." Really, I can't even watch the show. I don't care. It doesn't matter.

Outside, Lao Xing was holding a midnight snack of fried skewers and pancakes. They were particularly delicious and were still hot from driving back and forth. Lan Xihe, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was also holding the same. It was obvious that they had just bought them.

"Don't you want to have a proper meal?" He glanced at the fried skewers and pancakes.

"I like this, spicy and fresh, and the pancake is very crispy," Lao Xing picked up a skewer and picked up a piece of chicken steak. The more he chewed, the more delicious it became.

"No need to be so frugal. It's like Dong's bankrupt. Isn't a month's food allowance enough for you two?" It smells delicious, but it's also junk food. The old man wouldn't allow her to eat it.

"There's enough food. The food in the cafeteria is not expensive, but the snacks are even more delicious," Lan Xihe's forehead was sweating, "Where is the president going?"

"Let's go back to Jinningyuan in Baida Commercial Circle. There is a snack street on the way. Let me park and see where it is." It smells good, so I have to try it. I'll ask Aunt Zhou to make the same thing tomorrow.

"Ask An Li to follow. The snack street is not suitable for bodyguards to go through. It is more convenient for An Li to follow. Lao Xing and I will follow behind."

In order to avoid offending the boss, there are all kinds of people in that place, so it is necessary to make arrangements quickly and find the corresponding people.

"Okay, let me know when you get there." He closed his eyes and rested.

I'm looking forward to the snack street later. I've never eaten there before. As for the snacks I bought? There's never a wide variety of them.

Old Xing has been driving for five or six years and has first-rate driving skills. His driving is smooth and fast. Only Lan Xi and Kacha Kacha were left eating chicken chops. This guy loves chicken chops so much that he bought several pieces.

The lights in front of the snack street are bright, with constant shouting, and all kinds of snacks are lined up inside. Not far away is the middle school, and many people come out of the dormitory after evening self-study while the doors are not closed.

"The boss is here, do you want to change your clothes before going?"

Lan Xihe looked through the rearview mirror and saw that the cheongsam was not easy to wash, and there were two other casual clothes in the trunk.

"No, let's go." She took off her shawl, and her long hair fell on her shoulders. Her aura changed instantly and she looked like an ordinary college student, except that she looked a little better and wore a pair of non-prescription glasses.

An Li got out of the car behind and followed him without saying a word. If she were in a crowd, no one would even take a second look at her appearance.

The most popular ones are fish balls, shrimp balls and octopus balls. The special sauce with rich taste attracts many customers.

Further on, there are roasted chicken legs, pancakes, hand-pulled pancakes, potato pancakes, spicy mixed dishes, malatang, hot and sour noodles, fried rice, the fried skewers and mixed pancakes that two people recommended, and all the usual ones.

"Beauty, look at what you are eating. There are fish balls, shrimp balls, octopus balls, fried ham and fried tofu, all five pieces."

"Hot and sour noodles, fish noodles, both coarse and fine noodles, eight yuan for eight yuan." "Roasted chicken legs and roasted sweet potatoes are all sold at a low price of ten yuan."

"You can choose what you want to eat. Two pieces of meat, one piece of vegetarian, three pieces of bread, and five pieces of chicken legs. You can choose the flavor yourself."

Neighbors joined in one after another, trying to attract customers for themselves.

"Two skewers each," I took a look and suddenly felt that they were all delicious. I didn't hesitate and thought I couldn't come here in vain.

Walking on the side, he excitedly picked out the fried skewers and pancakes he wanted, including meat and eggs, and it would be best if he could get an extra pancake.

An Li, who was following nearby, swallowed her saliva and quickly asked for several scallion pancakes to take back for those people. Then she asked the stall owner for payment, since the owner would pay her when she got back.

It smells spicy and fresh, and the taste must be good. When I got back to the car with my hands full of snacks, Lao Xing raised the baffle to create an independent space.