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Chapter 600 Chicken soup is useless

After saying goodbye to Xu Guanwen, Jing Jian and his friends flowed out of the railway station with the bustling people. Han Jie and Jia Hong had been silent for a while, and secretly glanced at Jing Jian from time to time, and unconsciously opened the distance. It seemed that they were a kind of ashamed of themselves, with that kind of worship that looked up.

Jing Jian understood the feelings of the two of them, so he joked: "What's wrong? I'm afraid I'll drag you to make a movie?"

The two of them were so happy, Jia Hong laughed and said, "Brother Jian, we dare not think of being a big star. We just think you should be arrogant, we..., we..."

"So I'm just thinking about it?" Jing Jian asked with a smile, "You guys, whether it's luck or fate, as long as you do things well, I will never treat you badly. Did you find that no one thought that I would be admitted to Huaqing at that time. Even I thought I was not a big chance, but if I don't study hard, I wouldn't even have this slim opportunity. When I set up a computer company, I didn't expect to be so successful; when I was making a movie, I never thought of selling the box office. What does this mean? They were all done by myself, and there was no luck in success. Besides, will I tell that reporter Xu about the shame of failure?"

Han Jie immediately smirked, and Jia Hong giggled: "Brother Jian, are you really failing?"

"Little girl. Your Brother Jian is a human being, not an omnipotent god!"

“…”

I have to say that at some point the effect of pouring chicken soup is very good. After pouring this large jar of pure natural chicken soup, the diaphragm that just appeared seemed to disappear.

While talking and laughing, several people came to the train station parking point. When they saw Jing Jian, Xiao Miao immediately screamed: "Brother Da Jing, don't scare me, Xiao Miao, I'm timid. Don't leave without saying a word? You don't know, Xiao Zhong is so crying that he's going to pee on the kang!"

"Fuck! You're just wearing open-crotch pants!" Xiaozhong laughed and cursed and took Jing Jian's luggage. Suddenly, he saw the two people hiding behind Jing Jian, "What are these two?"

"Ajie, Xiaojia, my hometown, will follow me in the future. This is Brother Xiaomiao and Brother Xiaozhong. They will arrange for you to live in a while and get familiar with the situation. I will pay you a half month salary first. If you have anything to buy, you can buy it."

After introducing each other, several cars slowly drove up. Seeing that Han Jie and Jia Hong seemed a little restrained, Jing Jian smiled and told Xiao Miao and the others, "You two sit in the back, and I will sit together with my fellow villagers today."

Jing Jian did not notice this, and these luxury cars scared the two of them again. When he got into the car, Adelun turned around and greeted him enthusiastically: "Boss! I'm very happy to see you! The lady has called a few times and she sounded quite angry."

He quickly took the big brother handed over by Adelen and dialed the number from Los Angeles: "Xia, it's me."

"Where did you go without saying a word?" As soon as you heard Zhao Xia's voice, you knew that she was already full of fire.

"Hehe, it's actually nothing, go back to my hometown to relax."

"You're still laughing? Do you know how worried we are?"

"Hehehe."

"you……"

“…”

After finally coaxing Zhao Xia to the point of being happy, Jing Jian hung up the phone and suddenly found that Han Jie and Jia Hong were looking at him blankly, and he was shocked: "What's wrong?" He was still wondering whether his words just now were too numb and scared these two little friends?

Unexpectedly, Han Jie stared at Jing Jian’s elder brother: “Brother, what are you holding?”

Jia Hong stared at Adelun who was driving: "Brother Jian, is this... a foreigner?"

The way the two of them talked at the same time made Jing Jian and Adelun laugh. Adelun smiled and said, "Miss, I am from Nepalese, and my current nationality is in the United States. But I work for my boss."

"Wow!" As soon as he realized it, Jia Hong screamed, "You...you can still speak Chinese?"

"Hahaha!"

...

Although the chicken soup is good, it can't bear the continuous shock, especially in Han Jie and Jia Hong's eyes, the shock was still at the level of a mountain collapse.

Jing Jian did not continue to do any psychological counseling work, and some things he had to get used to slowly. The group first sent Jing Jian home, and then took Han Jie and Jia Hong back to the "dormitory building" he bought.

"The ground floor is the room of two aunts. The cleaning work in the room can be handed over to them. They are also responsible for three meals a day. If you have special flavors, you can tell them..." Xiaozhong was more enthusiastic and introduced the situation to Han Jie and the others.

But Xiao Miao is not so serious: "Don't listen to Xiaozhong's long-term words. I'll get tired of the food here sooner or later. Today I'll treat you to a few drinks together."

Han Jie was already dizzy, but Jia Hong was more careful: "Brother Xiao Miao, Brother Xiaozhong, where can I buy food tickets? I have national food tickets around me, so Xiao Jie and I want to save some money."

Xiaomiao and Xiaozhong were stunned and then laughed: "Eat here for free, just buy wine by yourself."

"It's nothing to drink, just ask Xiao Miao to take it. His house is just a jar of wine. Haha."

A few more people came over. Listening to them joking each other, Han Jie and Jia Hong's faces felt much more relaxed. Han Jie suddenly found that there were a lot of cars parked in the yard, so he asked curiously: "Brother, there are so many cars here, they all belong to you?"

"Oh." Xiaozhong nodded, "We live here now, seven people, and that Belarusian doesn't come often. There are eleven cars I bought. You can drive by yourself if you have any questions. Hey? Can you drive? If you don't know, then learn quickly."

Han Jie and Jia Hong looked at each other and felt speechless. The situation here was already unexpected, not even feeling good, but feeling unreal.

Xiaozhong and the others finally remembered to arrange accommodation: "Where are you all bringing bedding? That's good. Each person will choose a two-bedroom apartment, and there are all appliances and furniture in the house. You came too suddenly, and you will buy new bedding for you in a few days."

"No, no, no." Jia Hong felt that the treatment was too exaggerated, so she waved her hand and was polite, "No, I'll squeeze in with Xiaojie."

"You... together?" Xiao Miao looked at the two of them strangely, and suddenly realized, "Oh! If you want to live together, then you should say it earlier? Let's change a three-bedroom apartment and let you two fly together forever."

A burst of laughter suddenly rang out. Jia Hong's pretty face turned red, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak. Only Han Jie silly squeezed out a few words: "Sister Jia is me...sister."

...

After the joke, the two finally settled down. Looking at the newly renovated room, Han Jie was still a little unbelievable: "Brother, why? I... will definitely be nice to you in the future!"
Chapter completed!
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