C133 Thick palm (2/2)

Qing Er looked at my eyes, then poked Old Third on the shoulder: ”Old Third, I want to eat fried chicken …”

”Eh? ”Why do you like spicy food so much? Aren't you afraid of the acne on your face …” The Old Third said.

”Where did all this nonsense come from? I'm saving money for you …” Qing Er poked Old Third on the shoulder again, looking at my face.

I know that Qing Er is taking care of my emotions, she knows that I especially like to eat spicy chicken.

I changed my expression and laughed. Then, I looked at Qing Er: ”Qing Er, how about we go eat porridge …”

”No, I want to eat fried chicken,” Qing Er saw that I was being so happy and leaned on me like a spoiled child, pulling my hand and singing, ”Eat fried chicken, eat fried chicken …”

”Hehe …” ”Alright, let's go eat fried chicken!” Old Third and I laughed.

Old Third laughed happily.

During dinner, Old Third and Qing Er excitedly drew out the prospects of the English cram class. Old Third said to me: ”When we, Qing Er become rich, we should carefully take care of this pedantic journalist …”

”Hmph …” is asking for food, I will follow him. ” Qing Er happily stuffed chicken pieces into my bowl.

”Haha …” The Old Third laughed happily, then looked at me: ”Is it convenient for you to send a piece of news to our Qing Er English class to increase the impact?”

”No way!” Qing Er didn't wait for me to speak and took over the conversation: ”We can't do this, and let others speak of it. I don't think it's a problem for the source of life over at Corydalis.”

”Mm …” That's true, ”Old Third nodded his head,” I found out that this Minister Yang person is not bad, and is treating you and Jiang Feng very well.

”That depends on who's right. You don't put on airs towards us, but towards others …” ”No,” I said.

”Then wouldn't I benefit from both of you, haha …” The Old Third laughed and said: ”Qing Er is about to start earning extra money. The second job, isn't it good? The second job, as long as we do it, we will earn more than the first job. Our Qing Er is going to make a fortune soon … …”

”Hehe …” ”Why do I feel so nervous? I've never done such a thing before …” Qing Er giggled as he looked at me.

”Qing Er, there is always a first step to everything, this class is also considered a business, from now on, you and I have to have the awareness of the market economy, we have to learn from the Old Third, learn more, there is no harm, furthermore, it is a good time, the policy of the country is in a state of chaos, all the political organs are doing their own business, we can get a second job, it's nothing much, it's not good to steal, it's not good to rob, we can make money using our own abilities …” I encouraged Qing Er.

”Mm …” Qing Er nodded with all his might: ”With your words, with Old Third's support, and Corydalis's help, I can rest assured.”

”You don't need to worry about other things. Just come to class, Mr Xu!” Old Third said, ”I will arrange everything. Jiang Feng, you don't have to worry about it, go to work as usual tomorrow and busy yourself with your work.”

Old Third didn't know about my punishment and thought I was busy.

Brother, I think I have done my best to achieve this.

I didn't say much and patted Old Third's shoulder.

Old Third grinned at me.

My brother's feelings are all unspoken.

After eating, Qing Er and I returned to the dorm. Qing Er washed and dried the clothes, folded them, and packed his stuff without bringing the clothes and makeup box.

I stood aside, saying nothing.

After packing up, Qing Er stood up and stroked his hair. He looked at me: ”feng-ge, I'm leaving.”

I nodded and reached out to Qing Er, hugging his waist.

Qing Er slightly raised his face and closed his eyes.

I focused on Qing Er's handsome face and lightly kissed his eyes. Then I hugged Qing Er tightly and stuck close to his ear: ”Qing Er, I'm sorry …”

”feng-ge, it's my fault for acting so childish …” Qing Er said softly.

After a long while, Qing Er and I separated, and I could see that there were tears on Qing Er's eyelashes.

Qing Er carried his small bag and smiled at me: ”feng-ge, I'm leaving. Goodbye!”

”Goodbye, Qing Er!” I smiled at Qing Er.

Then, Qing Er carried his small bag and eagerly walked away, his horse's tail sticking out from side to side.

Looking at the figure of Qing Er's back as he left, and thinking about the Qing Er of last night to this day, I suddenly felt that Qing Er's mental state was slowly changing.

After Qing Er left, I started to write a script south on the old computer that Liu Yue used. I first drew out the outline of the entire idea, and then discussed it with Liu Yue before deciding on it.

After finishing the outline of the idea, I started to write the internal parameter script again.

By 12 o'clock in the morning, I had finished writing and was saving it in my 3 chapters. 5. Inside the diskette, they were waiting to see Liu Yue tomorrow.

The next day, at 9 o'clock in the morning, I brought my diskette directly to Municipal Committee Propaganda Department's office.

When he entered the building, he coincidentally saw the Minister Zhang walking downstairs. His car was parked in front of the building, and it seemed like he wanted to go out.

”Good morning, Minister Zhang!” I respectfully greeted the Minister Zhang.

This is the first time I have seen Minister Zhang since I was punished.