Fast time travel cannon fodder: the villain boss is forced to resign

Chapter 162 The Unpalatable Noodle Stall 22
Chi Wan was overwhelmed by Qi Yuan. Looking at the high-definition pictures on her phone, she simply broke the boat. She couldn't be Mrs. Xu, so Qi Yuan wouldn't even want to stay and fly with Mr. Ming.

Chi Wan contacted Song Lin's assistant Yang Cheng, after all, she did not have Song Lin's contact information.

On the other hand, when Yang Cheng received the call, he was very confused. Miss Qi had nothing to do with the third master. As Miss Qi's mother, Chi Wan didn't even know about it. Thinking about it, the Xu family couldn't survive.

Chi Wan has always emphasized that he should talk to Song Lin, and personally expose Qi Yuan's gossip and stalking.

Yang Cheng's sickly pale face was slightly stagnant and strange. This Mrs. Xu wanted to personally sprinkle salt on the third master's wound?
However, in line with the principle of helping others to the end, Yang Cheng very 'kindly' agreed to let Chi Wan contact his third master.

Due to some emergencies, Song Lin and Yang Cheng were temporarily outside the abandoned factory on the outskirts of Ningcheng. Yang Cheng walked towards Song Lin and wanted to hand Song Lin the phone he was talking with Chi Wan.

At that time, the roof of the abandoned factory was dilapidated, and the sky was full of stars, and the moon hung high, shining brightly but not dazzlingly.

A thick layer of clouds floated across the moon, covering the originally bright moon. The moon's light no longer revealed half of it, and it was silent, as if it didn't exist.

In fact, it is the moon that borrows the light from the sun. As long as it is blocked a little, it will be vulnerable to damage until it cannot be seen.

The sun that can shine by itself, even if it is blocked by clouds, the world is still bright.

Yang Cheng inexplicably thought of the Xu family. This time, the Xu family is really going to be ruined.

When Yang Cheng found Song Shi, Song Lin was slowly wiping the blood from his fingertips. There was a puddle of blood on the ground, which was a bit glaring.

Yang Chengcheng turned a blind eye and handed out the phone respectfully, "Third Master, Mrs. Xu has something to tell you."

Song Lin tossed the satin handkerchief to his subordinates at the side, and took the mobile phone with a careless expression, as well as fierceness that hadn't dissipated.

"Mrs. Xu, what's the matter?"

Song Lin's voice was particularly pleasant in the deep night, but it was full of dissatisfaction and danger.

Chi Wan gritted her teeth. She was very nervous when talking to Song Lin for the first time.

However, when Chi Wan thought of Qi Yuan, she was determined to die, she must not make Qi Yuan feel better!

"Third Master! You must make the decision for us!"

Chi Wan's voice was mournful, if it wasn't for the ruthlessness on her face, she would not have been able to tell she was pretending.

Song Lin sneered, and walked out of the factory, "What's the matter?"

He didn't think the Xu family needed him to be the master, besides, Yang Cheng handed over the phone with the look of watching a good show just now, obviously wanting to watch the excitement.

"Third Master, our little wish is actually with Mr. Ming behind your back!"

"I only found out tonight, Third Master, our Xu family has never taught her to do this kind of behavior of stepping on two boats!"

"Third Master, don't worry, if you want to teach her a lesson, we will not stop you."

"Third Master, I still have photos here. I have already sent them to Assistant Yang. This is evidence. I hope it can help Third Master to overthrow Mr. Ming."

Song Lin listened to Chi Wan chattering non-stop, one head and two big, finally, after Chi Wan finished speaking, Song Lin opened his mouth.

"Mrs. Xu, do you know who your daughter is?"

Chi Wan didn't know what Song Lin was saying, but thought that Song Lin was warning her and blamed her for not being optimistic about Qi Yuan, so he hurriedly explained.

"If the third master likes it, Qi Yuan must belong to the third master!" Chi Wan smeared Qi Yuan again, and added, "It's all because of that damn girl who is so ambitious!"

Song Lin: "..."

Is this stepping on the horse adding salt to his wounds?
After Song Lin hung up the phone, he saw the photo uploaded by his mobile phone. It was Qi Yuan and Ming Sui sitting together, acting intimately. Moreover, the location was the chair where he and Qi Yuan sat in the Bai family courtyard.

Song Lin's eyes hurt, he threw the phone to Yang Cheng, and said in a low voice, "Next time I want to see you joke, I will never let you down."

Yang Cheng nodded, put away his phone, "Understood."

The winter time is slow and long, and the end of the year is approaching in the blink of an eye.

The Spring Festival atmosphere in Shuiyun Bay is strong, and all rely on Ming Sui and his group of "lively" subordinates.

A group of people do nothing but study which couplet looks good and which color lantern is beautiful.

Shuiyun Bay is completely immersed in red, and the festive atmosphere is strong.

Qi Yuan felt that this group of people was extremely noisy, so he dragged Xiaosanlun to find a clean place, which he dubiously called—struggle to buy a pair of Spring Festival couplets at the end of the year to contribute to Shuiyun Bay.

The system is extremely suspicious, and its host is unlikely to earn a pair of Spring Festival couplets.

Facts have proved that don't set the flag too early, you will be slapped in the face.

As the saying goes, unintentionally inserting willows and willows into shade.

At a cold intersection with north wind blowing, Qi Yuan was stopped by an old man while waiting for the green light.

Qi Yuan had some impressions of the old man. After all, it was the first time she saw Pengci only for a bowl of noodles.

"Little friend!"

The old man was wearing a dark red Tang suit this time, with a dragon-headed cane in his hand, majestic, yet low-key and restrained.

Qi Yuan glanced at the old man, pinched his fingers unconsciously, and his eyes became clear in an instant.

"Mr. Tang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Mr. Tang agreed with a smile, and went to a nearby park with Qi Yuan. Qi Yuan went out today not for work, but just to hide, so he simply followed Mr. Tang.

Ningcheng Lake Park.

Qi Yuan and Mr. Tang were sitting on the bench, separated by a distance, Mr. Tang's eyes were full of excitement, if he wasn't afraid of scaring Qi Yuan, Mr. Tang would definitely come forward!
"Little friend, don't know how to address him yet?"

"My surname is Qi."

Qi Yuan didn't say anything unnecessary. She needs to relax in this world, and she won't participate in any research and discussion. Anyway, one more of her in these worlds is not too much, and one less of her is not too little.

[Host, take a rest when you are tired of saving the world in the last world, there is no need to be so blunt. 】

It can feel the host's sense of responsibility to the small world, but that mouth is harder than the mouth of a dead duck.

Qi Yuan drove the system down and continued to chat with Mr. Tang. After all, idleness is idleness, and he will go home near noon.

"Who did my little friend learn from? He has such a thorough comprehension of the essence of traditional Chinese medicine. He really is a hero more than a young man!"

The end of Qi Yuan's eyes twitched. The noodle soup she made was just the simplest formula for invigorating Qi taught by Master, and she just made a little modification.

However, she accepts all the compliments as they are ordered, and the beautiful rainbow fart can bring a good mood.

"It's inconvenient to disclose." Qi Yuan looked at Xiaosanlun, "Do you want a bowl?"

"very cheap."

Qi Yuan was beaten up by reality. He really didn't have any talent for cooking, so he could only stew medicinal soup.

Mr. Tang shook his head vigilantly, "Are you interested in working in our Tang family's traditional Chinese medicine clinic? How about a monthly salary of [-]?"

Mr. Tang reckoned that Qi Yuan would not refuse this price. After all, selling a piece of noodles that ordinary people don’t understand the value of is better than working in a high-paying and matching Chinese medicine center, which can not only exert its value, but also get a high income.

(End of this chapter)