After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

After getting off the plane, Han Qian sighed at how fast the plane was. He closed his eyes and opened them again. The flight attendant's voice was sweet and gentle. Han Qian got off the plane and first found a place to eat. He had never been on a plane before, so He knew where to go to the toilet, but he didn't know what to do when he was hungry. Han Qian felt so hungry during the whole trip.

After finding a restaurant that could understand Chinese and ordering dumplings, Han Qian turned on his mobile phone to contact Uncle Zhong. It was still turned off and did not take the initiative to contact Feng Lun, waiting for this guy to contact him.

What is Feng Lun's purpose?

This problem has surrounded Han Qian for a long time. He has never figured it out. To be precise, he has no time to think about it. After eating the dumplings and paying for it, the boss, who is a compatriot, enthusiastically exchanged some US dollars for Han Qian.

After all, the U.S. dollar has almost become the world currency.

After squatting at the entrance of the airport for two hours, Han Qian couldn't understand the language. He couldn't even take a bus. Uncle Zhong's cell phone suddenly turned on. Han Qian made a long story short. Not long after, Uncle Zhong came over. Regarding Han Qian's sudden appearance in Vancouver, , Uncle Zhong was a little surprised. When he heard Han Qian call out Feng Lun's name, Uncle Zhong understood.

The young master is here for this guy.

Feng Lun gave an address, and Uncle Zhong took Han Qian there, because he also had a problem there, and this guy couldn't speak English. Then he came in a hurry this time. It was still night in Vancouver, and he didn't Find a translator somewhere.

When they arrived at the place Feng Lun was talking about, looking at the two guys squatting on the road, Han Qian got out of the car and squatted down, pointing his finger on the ground.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, come on."

Feng Lun looked at Han Qian as if he were a fool. Cui Li stood up with an unkind expression. Uncle Zhong stepped forward and stood in front of Han Qian. Cui Li didn't take the old man seriously and strode towards Han Qian.

Uncle Zhong moved, stepped forward and bumped into Cui Li's chest. Before Cui Li could recover, Uncle Zhong grabbed his neck and threw him away. Cui Li got up and rushed towards Uncle Zhong.

Neither Han Qian nor Feng Lun paid attention to the two people who made the move. Han Qian rubbed his hands and breathed a sigh of relief. Feng Lun threw a cigarette over and pointed to a villa in the distance and whispered.

"This is Wei Tiancheng's home in Canada. He is probably asleep at this time."

Han Qian lit a cigarette and handed the lighter to Feng Lun. Feng Lun put his hands in his pockets and stepped forward. Han Qian threw the guy away, and Feng Lun was furious.

"I have fucking cold hands."

Han Qian said calmly.

"I suddenly remembered that you hung me in the warehouse. I don't want to light a cigarette for you. When are you going to surrender?"

"When are you going to give Cui Li a new identity?"

They didn't reach an agreement, and the two of them stopped worrying about this topic. They walked side by side to Wei Tiancheng's villa. The two people fighting also stopped. Han Qian couldn't believe Feng Lun, and Feng Lun didn't believe Han Qian either.

Arriving outside the yard of Wei Tiancheng's house, Feng Lun was about to ring the doorbell, but Han Qian had already climbed over the small fence that was no more than waist high. Feng Lun said helplessly when he saw this.

"It's against the law for you to break into a house here! And it's very serious."

"Are you still here if I come out now?"

"You better come out!"

Han Qian smiled at Feng Lun, then walked to the door of the villa and pressed the doorbell. Then Uncle Zhong climbed over the wall and entered, but Feng Lun stood obediently outside the wall. No matter which country he was in, he could not be arrested. .

The sleeping Wei Tiancheng was awakened by the ringing of the doorbell. When he walked downstairs and opened the curtains to look at Feng Lun waving to him outside the yard, Wei Tiancheng's heart sank to the bottom of his heart. Why is this guy here again! The last time Feng Lun was here, it was because of Han Qian that he couldn't do many things he wanted to do.

He disappeared for just a few dozen days, why did he come back?

Miaomiao walked down from the second floor and stood dazedly on the stairs, rubbing her eyes. At this time, Wei Tiancheng opened the door, and then a familiar face appeared in front of her.

"Director Wei! Long time no see!"

Wei Tiancheng's face was a little dull, and Miao Miao screamed at the stairs.

"Han Qian?"

Han Qian and Uncle Zhong walked in. At this time, Feng Lun and Cui Li also climbed over the courtyard wall and walked in. Han Qian walked into the living room, glanced up and down, and then fell on Miao Miao, squinting. smiled.

"Miaomiao has become more handsome."

Miaomiao stood at the top of the stairs, holding her collar tightly with both hands. When she saw Han Qian for the last time in District 8, this man often appeared in her nightmares, because the life and death of her and Wei Tiancheng that day was just a thought of this man. .

Han Qian was sitting carelessly on the sofa. Zhao Shanying walked down from the second floor. When he saw Han Qian, he was slightly startled, and then smiled.

"Master Han has come all the way to Vancouver? Why didn't you say hello in advance~ Let's get ready. Miaomiao went to make tea."

Han Qian threw the cigarette butt in the ashtray and smiled lightly.

"If I had greeted you in advance, I would probably have come to attend your funeral this time, Director Wen! I gave you a way out, and letting Feng Lun accompany you in the early stage was also to protect your safety, so that you would not die like Feng Zhida. It’s unclear.”

Feng Lun sat on a high stool, pointing at Wei Tiancheng and looking at Han Qian.

"This guy even asked me if I came here to kill him. It's a waste of all your hard work."

Han Qian glared at Feng Lun and frowned.

"Sit down or not."

Feng Lun curled his lips and replied.

"I don't have a good father like you."

At this time, Miaomiao brought hot tea. The woman didn't even have time to change into her pajamas. The whiteness of her flesh was clearly visible in her gauzy pajamas. Unfortunately, none of the four guests had much interest in women.

Wei Tiancheng stood next to the sofa, looked at Han Qian and frowned.

"I'm surprised that you can go abroad to see me in person. At the same time, I guess something big happened in Binhai."

Han Qian looked at Erlang's legs and laughed.

"You can't guess right. Nothing happened in Binhai. It's just that my power has grown a little bit stronger. Does Director Wei think Vancouver is better, or Binhai?"

After saying this, Wei Tiancheng smiled, sat next to Han Qian and smiled.

"Master Han! If you want me to tell the truth, it must be Binhai. That is the place where I was born and raised. The blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang flows in my body. Even if I, Wei Tiancheng, are rich here, I am still an outsider. ."

"What if I say I want you to go back to Binhai?"

After saying this, Miaomiao was stunned on the spot. She wanted to go back to Binhai. Her family, her friends, and her parents were all in Binhai. Wei Tiancheng's expression did not change, he lowered his head and lit a cigar, puffing hard on it. After taking a sip, he raised his head and looked at the roof, and said calmly.

"Master Han, is this conditional?"

Han Qian chuckled.

"There are no conditions. After you left Binhai, I suddenly felt a little lonely. I always felt a little uncomfortable without one of my old friends around me. I don't want to regret it when I get old. If you go back to Binhai, Huitian Group can return it to you. One-third, all of it will be left to you to manage. I only take the money to give you one-third."

Miaomiao could no longer hold back her excitement. She squatted beside Wei Tiancheng's legs and rubbed the back of the man's hand with her pretty face.

Seeing this, Feng Lun spoke.

"Wei Tiancheng, don't show shame..."

"Shut up!"

Han Qian suddenly burst out with an angry shout, Feng Lun raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth, but finally chose to remain silent. Cui Li took a step forward, and Uncle Zhong snorted coldly.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely weird.

Feng Lun is actually afraid of Han Qian!

After being silent for a long time, Wei Tiancheng spoke.

"Master Han, when I return to Binhai, you give me a gift to let everyone know that there is no grudge between you and me. Should I respond a little bit?"

Han Qian chuckled.

"Dr. Wei, you're too polite. You don't need to respond to anything. But whether Miaomiao and her hungry mother can return to Binhai is up to Feng Lun."

When the words came out, Miaomiao and Zhao Shanying's faces changed, while Feng Lun cursed Han Qian fiercely in his heart. In the current situation, Feng Lun really didn't dare to provoke Han Qian, and it was Han Qian who asked him to do anything. , he is about to do it.

Wei Tiancheng took a deep breath.

"I will not leave Miaomiao and Shanying behind."

"Director Wei values ​​​​love and justice, but it seems that this plane returning home cannot accommodate so many people! The air tickets are very expensive."

"Master Han, just tell me. They have been with me for most of their lives. I can't abandon them and go back to China."

"Give me enough evidence to move to Niu Guodong, one that will not be shown to the authorities."

"Master Han, will you follow me upstairs?"

Han Qian stood up, nodded to Uncle Zhong, and said softly.

"Uncle Zhong has booked the flight tickets. Miaomiao, please give Feng Lun a sum of cash, a sum of cash that you can't take away."

Han Qian went up to the second floor.

About twenty minutes later, Han Qian walked downstairs, holding a mobile phone in his hand to contact Binhai's most trusted person.

"Liang'er, can you be discharged from the hospital? Find someone."

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian glanced at Feng Lun and said calmly.

"It's still a long time, don't be in a hurry."

After saying this, he looked at Uncle Zhong.

"Go back home."

After a thirty-hour round trip, it only took half an hour to see Wei Tiancheng.

No one knows what Han Qian got.