the most precious

The final grades are out, and the winter vacation is coming.It may be because the winter vacation itself is short, but in the past twenty days, the school has not held winter vacation training courses frantically.Qi Zangfeng is on winter vacation, and has changed from only going to Langya Painting on weekends to report to going to work every day.On the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, Sister Zhao and Qi Zangfeng finished counting the goods.She paid Qi Zangfeng this month's salary, closed the store, and sent Qi Zangfeng home at noon, asking him to come back on the [-]th day of the first lunar month next year.

Qi Zangfeng was standing by the side of the road with warm money in his pocket.He took out his mobile phone, lowered his head and sent a text message to Ah Liang, telling Qian Liang not to come to deliver food, and he went home to eat.His nose was hidden under the thick scarf, and the white air he exhaled formed a mist on the small grid screen of the phone. He wiped the screen of the phone, saw A Liang's reply, and walked happily towards home go.

Some of the shops on the road are closed, and there are fewer pedestrians.Qi Zangfeng walked home, sweating all over. He took off his hat and scarf and threw it on the sofa, picked up the documents on the coffee table, and asked strangely, "Dad, what is this?"

"The demolition agreement." Father Qi said simply.

"Our house is going to be demolished?" Qi Zangfeng asked in surprise, "Did you agree?"

"No." Qi's father was a little irritable, he waved away A Feng, "Don't worry about it so much, kid, go and draw."

Qi Zangfeng twitched his lips, sharpened his brush, and decided to draw a sketch today, and his name was the bad-tempered old man!

In the morning, someone knocked on the door and asked Father Qi to sign the demolition agreement.Father Qi didn't want to demolish the house. He knew that the location of the house was very good. The house price has been increasing slowly in recent years. In a few years, the value will be even higher.He thought that after Ah Feng was admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, he would sell the house to pay for tuition fees, and he could use some extra money for living expenses for the two of them.He is old and has no future, but Ah Feng is still young and talented. If he is well cultivated, he will be a rising star in the art world.If Ah Feng can hold a successful art exhibition, he will die in peace.

Father Qi knew very well that these real estate professionals were not easy to get along with.He had no choice but to agree.But this demolition agreement is too bullying, 1000 per square meter, far below the market price, like sending a beggar.Father Qi didn't agree, and wanted to talk to the real estate agent, if he could add some money.

Qian Liang is very annoying these days.The Chinese New Year was approaching, and the Qian family suddenly became lively.Qian's enterprise is one of the largest large enterprises in this city, with many partners and quite a few people trying to curry favor with them.Taking advantage of the Chinese New Year, many people come to visit with gifts.

Because Qian Liang got good grades in the final exam, Mr. Qian gave him a high look and took him with him, officially introducing him to everyone as a member of the Qian family.

When Qian Liang saw this uncle and that aunt every day, his face would freeze from laughing, and he even had to pretend to be respectful. He was very irritable.Only at night, talking on the phone with Ah Feng can make him feel a little more relaxed.

"Ding ding ding——" the phone rang, Qian Liang picked up the phone, saw the caller ID, it was Ah Feng calling.Qian Liang was a little strange, the two of them just talked on the phone two hours ago, and it's almost 11 o'clock now, what's the matter with calling?

As soon as Qian Liang connected the phone, he heard a noisy voice from the other side of the phone, as if someone was arguing: "Ah Feng..."

"Ah Liang" Ah Feng's voice was a little panicked, "A few people came to my house to make trouble, like the underworld."

Qian Liang's face darkened instantly, and he asked in a steady voice, "Ah Feng, don't be afraid, how many people are there?"

"Eight." Ah Feng replied.

"Okay, I'll come over right away, you stabilize uncle, don't let him conflict with those people." Qian Liang hung up the phone and ran out.He snatched Qian Zhenye's bicycle and rode out of the Qian family's gate under the horrified eyes of everyone in the Qian family.

Qian Liang kicked his legs fast, the cold wind cut his face, and Qian Liang's ears hurt from the cold, he didn't care about these things, and rushed to Qi's house desperately.Fortunately, he had visited several times, and he knew the way well, and he arrived downstairs at Qi's house in a short while.

Qian Liang gasped and went up to the fifth floor, took a few breaths silently, hid in the corner of the stairs and looked up, the door of Qi's house was wide open, several men blocked the door, vaguely saw a man sitting, looking like It's the guy in charge.Qian Liang could still hear the quarrel between Uncle Qi and the group of people.

"Old man, you'd better be more obedient and sign the agreement obediently. It's our boss who has a good temper and is willing to give you money, put it on me, and just throw you out, old guy, believe it or not!" Threatening Father Qi.

"Violent demolition is illegal, and it is also illegal to forcefully break into the house without the owner's consent." Father Qi argued with a cold face, "Aren't you afraid that I will call the police if you do this?"

"Hahahaha!" The little gangster laughed uproariously, and patted Father Qi's face, "I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of this room."

"You!!!" Qi's father stared, as if irritated.

The man sitting said slowly: "Grandpa, what you said is serious. Before we came in, we knocked on the door, and you opened the door, so why call it breaking in? What's more, we also There is no violence, isn't this talking to you in a good way."

"All in all, I won't sign for this price." Father Qi said forcefully.

The man sighed, and said: "You don't have to drink a toast, but I have persuaded you, old man. You are the one who wants to die, so you can't blame me." He winked at the person next to him.

The people next to him got the signal and immediately smashed the Qi's house.

"Stop!" Qi Zangfeng couldn't bear it anymore, ran out of the bedroom, punched a man who was smashing something in the face, and threw him directly to the ground.

"You're going to be the first to do this!" The remaining men saw it, and immediately surrounded them, fighting with Qi Zangfeng.

Qi Zangfeng was punched in the stomach by someone, and he shrank in pain, and another person punched him in the face with a fist, and his fair face immediately became red and swollen.

Father Qi rushed over immediately and shouted, "Don't hit my son!"

Everyone rushed over, and the father and son fell into a state of being besieged.

Qian Liang has been hiding in the corner, waiting for a suitable opportunity.He knew that he alone was no match for eight grown men. When shooting a man, shoot a horse first, and capture a thief first.

When Ah Feng was beaten, Qian Liang gritted his teeth and did not move.When Qi's father also rushed over and everyone's attention was attracted, Qian Liang moved.

Holding a steel pipe, he took three steps in parallel, leaped forward, and landed on the man in charge.All this happened in a blink of an eye, and by the time the man reacted, Qian Liang had already pressed the sharpest end of the steel pipe against his carotid artery.

Qian Liang said in a low voice: "Tell them to stop, if you touch this family with another finger, I will send you to hell."

When the person in charge was arrested, those little gangsters naturally stopped.

"Let go of our boss, or I'll kill you!!!" A little gangster shouted.

Qian Liang glanced at the gangster with his dark eyes, and there was a faint killing intent in his ferocious eyes.The little gangster only felt white sweat coming out of his back, and a chill ran up his spine, and he was actually seen to take a step back.

"It turned out to be Mr. Qian." The arrested man seemed to be unable to feel the steel pipe, and he still spoke slowly, "We are flooded into the Dragon King Temple, and the family does not recognize the family!"

Qian Liang looked at him suspiciously: "You know me?"

"Mr. Qian, do you know who voted for this land?" The man chuckled lightly.

Qian Liang remembered the conversation at the dinner table, thought for a while, and asked, "The Cen family?"

"Yes." The corner of the man's mouth became more and more curved, "Cen Qiusheng is going to visit the mansion tomorrow."

Qian Liang put down the steel pipe and said darkly, "You are Aunt Cen's younger brother."

"Exactly." Cen Qiusheng said with a smile, "Since this family is Mr. Qian's friends, they are not ordinary people and cannot be treated in an ordinary way."

He asked someone to reprint a copy of the agreement, and put it in front of Qi's father: "Just follow this old man's price, 30, please sign it."

Qian Liang walked over and said to Father Qi in a low voice: "Your arm can't twist your thigh, Uncle Qi, this is already the best result, sign it."

Father Qi nodded and signed his name on the agreement with shaking hands.