Chapter 115

"Don't worry, brother is also virtuous. I won't be rude until I get your heart." Chu Jiang smiled obscene.

"What do you want to do?"

"I just want you to help me beat my legs. I was a little tired when I went to the charity donation just now."

Chu Jiang said, and sat in front of Ye Qingcheng with a little exaggeration.

"Well, just beat your legs."

"Well."

"Which leg does it start with?"

When ye Qingcheng just finished this sentence, he seemed to think of something and blushed.

Which leg to start with? Is it the third leg?

hey.

"Whatever." Chu Jiang carelessly stretched out his left leg, and ye Qingcheng bowed his head and beat it up, although silently scolding the bastard in his heart.

After all, this bastard inadvertently helped himself a lot, and he hit him with a chair. Now it's appropriate to show it.

Yes, in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, Chu Jiang inadvertently helped her.

Maybe this bastard filled in a few extra zeros when filling in the check, maybe he just wanted to show himself, maybe... In short, this bastard must have no intention.

Otherwise, look at his heartless appearance. Does he have profound wisdom?

"Up, well, it's very comfortable, and then... Up!" Chu Jiang is enjoying it with his eyes closed.

"Ah!"

Ye Qingcheng screamed, blushed, and hurriedly walked away.

It turned out that she kept hammering up, and Chu Jiang, a wretched guy, felt that it was coming again. Little Chu Jiang was propped up on a large scale, and ye Qingcheng accidentally hammered little Chu Jiang.

At first, she felt strange and thought she had hit something. After hitting it again, she finally understood that she had hit something she shouldn't have hit.

Bastard, it's all this bastard's fault. He always makes himself beat up!

Chu Jiang stood up with a smile and joked, "how do you feel? Is it... Exciting?"

"Go to hell!" Ye Qingcheng is so angry that he wants to move a chair and smash people.

"Well, what are the questions?" Chu Jiang walked over, pressed the chair, and said.

"Hum." Ye Qingcheng snorted coldly, and then said, "on the table, can't you see it yourself?"

Chu Jiang ignored her, picked up the letter and looked at it.

First question: do you have a boyfriend?

Second question: do you think Pan Jinlian has the sense of pursuing freedom and independence of modern women?

Third question: why do you want to donate 50 million?

"Just these three questions?" Chu Jiang shrugged and asked.

"Well, I should ask some more questions at that time." Ye Qingcheng road.

"These questions are very simple. Just answer them truthfully. Why do you ask me?" Chu Jiang was a little dismissive.

"It's very simple, just like the first question. Although we are trying to get married, it's a secret state. Shouldn't you be my boyfriend?"

"Of course we are not boyfriend and girlfriend, but you should be my wife."

"Can you... Be serious?"

Ye Qingcheng's angry way.

"I've been very serious, otherwise call aunt Tang and ask her to confirm?" Chu Jiang deliberately wanted to call after saying that.

"How dare you?" Ye Qingcheng stared at Chu River.

"I dare not." Chu Jiang is really going to call this time.

"Well, I'm convinced. Don't disturb my mother's travel." Ye Qingcheng retreated half a step.

"That's about the same." Chu Jiang arrogantly said, and then pondered for a long time, "in fact, the first question is a privacy question, you can choose not to answer."

"What about the second one?" Ye Qingcheng also agrees with Chu Jiang's view on the first question. If you don't answer the privacy question yourself, the host has no way, but the second one must be answered.

"The second question is really a little tricky. If you don't answer it well, it will arouse the disgust of many people." Chu Jiang touched his chin and said slowly.

In ancient times, Pan Jinlian should be a negative figure, but with the development of society, the controversy about Pan Jinlian is becoming more and more intense. Some say that he pursues freedom and independence, and some still say that she is a dissolute woman.

"What kind of person do you think Pan Jinlian is?" Chu Jiang continued to ask.

"She... Is a little dissolute." Ye Qingcheng frowned.

"Color, such as men's and women's diet, why should we imprison ourselves?" Chu Jiang asked with a smile.

"...." Ye Qingcheng was speechless.

"In fact, this question is easier to answer." Chu Jiang said that half of it was sold.

"Say it, asshole!" Ye Qingcheng scolded.

"Since it is a controversial figure, we have an ambiguous answer."

"What answer?"

"Eight words, poor, lamentable, sad, indignant!"

"Poor, deplorable, sad, angry..."

Ye Qingcheng repeated Chu Jiang's answer, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in his eyes. This bastard usually looks out of tune, and occasionally his brain is very smart, especially for these no three no four questions.

Yes, in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, the second problem is no three no four.

But the host asked, what can you do?

"What about the third way?" Ye Qingcheng then asked.

"The third question is simpler. Why donate the 50 million yuan? Nonsense, of course, it's to help orphans!" Chujiang suikou road.

"When you donate, what you think is so simple?" Ye Qingcheng asked with a cold look.

"Almost. Helping orphans is the main purpose. What else..." Chu Jiang hesitated, "even if there is a little selfishness, it's understandable."

"Well, that's the only answer." Ye Qingcheng also agrees with Chu Jiang.

In fact, in this society, there are still few simple public welfare undertakings. It's just that when holding public welfare undertakings, it's good to be able to make utilitarianism as little as possible.

"Well, prepare yourself well. I'll ask the people of the security department to find the finance minister Yu Hong who absconded with the money." When the conversation was almost over, Chu Jiang stood up.

As the boss of the God of war, he certainly has a set of methods to collect intelligence.

When he walked out of the president's office, Chujiang's phone rang.

"Four eyes, what's the news?" Chu Jiang walked to a corner of the corridor and asked faintly.

"Yu Hong's last call time was midnight last night, about 200 kilometers away in a small mountain village. East of Haishi." That is called four eyes on the other end of the phone.

"I see." Chu Jiang hung up with that.

After a while, Chu Jiang came to the security department and called the army.

"Boss?" The Army stood upright and shouted.

"About 200 kilometers east of Haishi, go and find this man. You need to see people alive and dead bodies." Chu Jiang has an extra photo of Yu Hong in his hand.

"Guarantee to complete the task!" The army looked cold and respectfully said.