Chapter 147

For a long time, Qin Qing always knew that in Feng Yan's impression, she was a dignified and decent lady with excellent character and learning. Even if she ran a casino, she did it to make a living.

The 10 million photographed calligraphy and painting is still hanging in his study.

Qin Qing was very clear about Feng Yan's expectations, but she could not continue to be raised in the greenhouse as an ignorant flower after being reborn.

She did not expect that she would have feelings for the man in front of her, so that she gave up her intention to break up the relationship when she was an adult, but wanted to confess everything and hand over her cards.

But this first step was crushed in the dust by a man's word.

Extreme dangerous elements, this is the definition of Feng Yan's gang activities and seizing territory, which is cold and accurate.

Qin Qing felt that the air she vomited out was cold and piercing. Her eyes looked at the man in a trance. She opened her mouth and her throat was dry and a little hoarse. "Feng Yan, why don't you ask me about Qu Li?

She suddenly wanted to know what men would think of Qu Li when she broke into Qu's house alone and almost bled her.

"This matter..." Feng Yan poured a glass of water in front of her and looked at her face. After a pause, he was still not willing to say a heavy word. He just took a serious mouth and said, "you're angry, I can understand, but your action is too reckless. People are all right now. It's not an example."

Compared with Qu Li in ICU, men prefer their children's emotional management and do not intend to investigate this matter more.

This kind of protection already belongs to the scope of doting, but Qin Qing pays more attention to the last sentence. The prerequisite for a man's forgiveness is that he is not dead.

Yes, since her rebirth, she has been forced to kill several times. Sometimes it's too bloody. It's all after the night's help. In the eyes of men, even if she is angry and teaches Qu Li a lesson, she can't bear to kill the killer after all.

It was not until Feng Yan drove her back to the casino, lay on the soft big bed and stared at the dark ceiling. For a long time, Qin Qing raised her hand to cover her eyes, curled her thin body into a ball and deeply embedded into the boundless darkness.

Fifty million cheques arrived. The funds flowing in the casino were integrated and sent to Luo Jingyuan the next day.

In this regard, Qin Qing had only one request, "Uncle Luo, no matter where I go in the future, I want the eternal loyalty of the red tiger gang."

In other words, for today's 100 million yuan, what she wants to buy is a permanent and stable cooperative relationship between the two groups.

In fact, this is not too much. Luo Jingyuan also knows that he has no way back, "good."

So far, the two powerful gangs in city B have sent a formal consensus to encircle and suppress the Jiaolong gang in an all-round way.

Ge Tianxiang never expected that Qin Qing's mind in business was no less than her skill. In the next attack, Qin Qing cooperated with the red tiger Gang, resulting in the Jiaolong Gang's double attack on the site and the mall, and was defeated with lightning speed.

When there was a fishy wind and panic on the black road in city B, Qin Qing, as the initiator behind all these plans, returned to school leisurely a week after the summer vacation.

Today is the time to release the results of the final examination of senior two. As the preparatory group of senior three, the results will determine the next class division.

On the early morning Boulevard, students in twos and threes were talking about their grades. The teenagers walking among them walked leisurely. The mottled light and shadow on the top of the tree fell on the top of her hair and fainted a layer of pale gold. When they came to the end of the tree path, they could see the seven classes of school dregs squatting on the edge of the flower bed not far away.

"Song Shen!"

Seeing the figure of the boy, the squatting radishes stood up again, raising their smiling faces as if they had found the backbone.

"What are you doing here? Don't you go to see the results?" Qin Qing put her hands in her trouser pockets, tilted her head and smiled. Last night, these people were very excited.

Hearing the speech, there was a trace of shy timidity on the faces of the school dregs who were not wearing private clothes. They scratched their heads one by one. They were embarrassed. "The boss didn't come. We were quite confident, but we were a little nervous when we heard that the overall results of the grade group were not good all the way."

Is this a sudden advice?

Qin Qing couldn't help shaking her head and laughing. After sweeping around, she found that Luo Zihang was really not there. She wanted to help at home, so she didn't ask much. She moved her feet and took the lead in the direction of the crowd. The voice line was clear and said, "now it's time to impress everyone."

The school slag label on the shoulder and the impression of unskilled mud. Whether you can throw it back on the teachers' faces depends on today's report card.

Over the past month, it was the teenager who led them to stay up late and work hard and study at night. Now she is also walking ahead without fear. Although her back is thin, her perseverance in her steps has given infinite courage to life in vain.

As soon as the students who were crowded on the side of the bulletin board to see their grades and rankings looked back, they saw a group of vicious school dregs surging over, which scared everyone to retreat to one side and left a large open space.

At the time of releasing the list, this group of school dregs never cared, and no one was present. This year's abnormal performance reminds people of the competition between Class 3 and class 7 before the semester.

Do you really think class 7 can win?

Interested by this vast array, others also craned their necks and began to search the names of class 7 from the end of the list.

As a result, I was surprised to find that the class at the bottom of ten thousand years actually abdicated.

"The penultimate class this year is class six, eh... The second is class five, and the third is class four..." the crowd followed the students who looked at the list muttering all the way. When they saw one of the ranks, they suddenly widened their eyes, "lying in the slot!"

"I'll go! True or false?" at the same time, others finally found the strange arrangement. They couldn't help rubbing their eyes and thought they had an illusion.

The eyes of the seven classes also fell in a place. For a long time, Dahui turned his head blankly, looked at the calm young man around him, and said uncertainly, "Song God, you hit me, I doubt I'm dreaming."

With a snort, Qin Qing couldn't help but raise her hand and smash it on his chest. It was not light but not heavy, but it was full of firmness. A warm smile overflowed from her clear big eyes and gave the final answer, "you didn't dream. We won. The average score of the third grade is above class three."

Among the top three in the list of total average score, there was the serial number of class 7, which was loud and steady on class 3, and narrowly won by 0.5 points.

"Win..." Dahui looked at the serial number on the red paper and suddenly red his eyes. "We really won!"