Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1541 It’s so comfortable to be a bad guy
Following Fu Dong in his secret base while drinking, Ye Zhi was a little curious about the indoor waterfall. When she took out her cell phone to take a picture, Han Qian reached out and snatched the phone away. Fu Dong laughed when he saw this.

"Yeats can take pictures if he likes. There is nothing to hide between us."

Han Qian shook his head and whispered while holding the wine glass.

"You can't just be willful if you like someone. There are no more than five outsiders who can come to your place, right? I'm talking to you under the influence of alcohol. Can you tell me if this is illegal?"

Han Qian directly told Fu Dong what he had asked Bai Tao to do before, and Fu Dong laughed after listening.

"There are two ways of saying the same thing. If Bai Tao can explain where the money went, then he is not breaking the law. It is normal investment promotion! But if he can't explain it, then it is illegal. But it doesn't matter. With the connections that Lao Bai has accumulated over the years, no one will investigate Xiao Bai Tao's problems."

After three rounds of drinks, Han Qian staggered as he stood up and spoke with his eyes closed.

"I won't prepare any gifts for you during the Chinese New Year. I don't know what you need. Just call me if you need anything. But don't ask for anything expensive. I don't have money."

Fu Dong waved his hand to signal Han Qian that he could leave.

After leaving Fu Dong's club, Han Qian sat in the passenger seat and Ye Zhi took over the driving position. Xu Hongchang was once again briefly fired.

You can go wherever you want to go.

The capital city seemed a little deserted as Chinese New Year was approaching. Ye Zhi asked Han Qian if he wanted to go to Lao Gu's place. Han Qian glanced at his phone and found that it was almost ten o'clock. After thinking for a while, he called Lao Gu.

"Dad Gu, it's too late to get to your place now. I just drank too much with Fu Dong. My mother-in-law fell and was injured. I have to go over to see her."

There was no need to be polite and show off with Lao Gu. After hanging up the phone, Ye Zhi asked again whether he wanted to send Han Qian to An An. Han Qian thought about it and asked.

"I think I'd better go over and see my mother-in-law."

Ye Zhi shook his head and laughed.

"What are you looking at? I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to be busy. Just pretend you don't know. I'll take you to An An's place, and I'll drive the car back first."

Without giving Han Qian a chance to refuse, he was thrown downstairs of An An's company. Looking at the office building that was still brightly lit, Wu Fu Entertainment formed a contrast with other companies in Beijing.

When everyone was on holiday and leaving the city, the company was still busy.

He staggered into the main entrance of the company, and was discovered by the security guard at the door just after he took two steps. He hurried to the door and stretched out his hand to stop Han Qian.

"Hello sir, we are not open to the public here, please leave immediately."

It would be fine if he was not drunk. Drunk people will basically be noticed or expelled wherever they go. After all, a drunkard is a time bomb. Many artists in the company are busy. If something unexpected happens, he, as a security guard, cannot afford it.

Han Qian, who was blocked, took out a cigarette and handed it to the security guard, grinning.

"I'm not a stranger, I'm here to find my wife!"

As he took a step forward, the security guard grabbed his arm and spoke again.

"Sir! I suggest you leave immediately, otherwise I will take coercive measures."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian grabbed the security guard's arm, threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, and said in a low voice.

"After I drink, you'd better not come over to me and complain. Do you really think I, Han Qian, am a good person?"

The sudden action and words made Han Qian feel unprecedentedly relaxed.

Having pretended to be a good person for so many years, he took advantage of the alcohol today and did something he shouldn't have done, making Han Qian feel as if the pressure on him disappeared instantly.

At this moment, everyone in the hall set their eyes on the drunk man. Security guards also appeared at this moment and came towards Han Qian. Facing the attacking security guards, Han Qian suddenly took off his suit jacket, raised his head and shouted loudly.

"An An! If you don't come home with me to celebrate the New Year today, I will tear down your company and make you go home to have a third child!"

The hall was in chaos in an instant.

Han Qian started fighting with the security guards. Facing more than a dozen security guards, Han Qian was not at a disadvantage at all. Although a rubber stick hit his face, the pain he hadn't felt for a long time made Han Qian extremely excited. At this time, people from the company also ran to An An's office.

"Boss An, a drunk wearing glasses came downstairs and beat up our security guard, claiming to be your lover."

An An, who was telling several actors about the Spring Festival Gala, raised his head and frowned.

"Lover? There have been at least eight people pretending to be my lover in the past year. He came to the company drunk and causing trouble on New Year's Day. Call the police."

The secretary at the door was busy taking out his cell phone. An An thought it was Han Qian at first, but then she thought that her ancestors didn't seem to be nearsighted and had never worn decorations such as sunglasses.

The secretary at the door pulled out his cell phone and muttered quietly.

"He looks like a gangster, with tattoos all the way up his neck."

As soon as these words came out, An An stood up suddenly, shouted with eyes wide open.

"You have a tattoo on your neck? What's it about?"

The secretary whispered.

"It's either a dragon or a snake. It's too far away so I didn't dare to go over and take a look."

"Oh my god~ Maybe my ancestor has really come." An An was a little panicked. One of her high heels fell off when she went out, so she kicked off the other shoe and hurriedly ran to the elevator.

The artists and employees of the company were a little confused.

My boss used to be cool and elegant. Even when the company was involved in a lawsuit, he remained calm and steady. What happened?

Everyone followed their boss downstairs out of curiosity. An An stood barefoot in front of the elevator and kept pressing the button, but the elevator was stuck on the first floor and wouldn't go up. An An didn't care about his feet anymore and jogged downstairs along the fire escape.

He walked from the 17th floor to the hall without stopping. When he arrived at the hall and saw six or seven security guards lying on the ground groaning in pain, and the man standing in the middle of the hall looking a little disheveled, An An suddenly panicked. He tiptoed forward and lowered his head instantly when he met Han Qian's eyes.

At this time, an artist from the company saw his boss coming down and thought that if he protected his boss at this time, he would have more resources and room for advancement in the future. In addition, he heard that his boss was a single mother.

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Thinking of this, a male artist in his forties walked out of the crowd and pointed at Han Qian angrily.

"Now you immediately..."

"Ancestors...Ancestors~"

Before he could finish his words, An An lowered his head and spoke shyly. The male artist was stunned. Han Qian walked forward, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the guy's face, pushing him away, and raised his eyebrows.

"You called me. When I took action just now, you didn't have the guts to come and call me."

Han Qian strode forward, reached out and pinched An An's face, then gave Wuyou's mother a hard kiss on the forehead.

"If you don't come home with me for the New Year, I will tear down your crappy company tomorrow!"

An An bent her legs, bent her waist, leaned forward, rubbed her hands, raised her head and pleaded weakly.

"My dear, I will definitely go home to spend the New Year with you next year~ Okay~ Please~ You are the best~"

Everyone present in the Wufu Group was stunned. When had they ever seen their boss act like a spoiled child?
Everyone present had their hearts melted, and this man full of violence slapped his boss on the forehead and took out his cell phone in front of everyone.

"Hey, call someone and have them shut the door of Wufu Group! If An An doesn't come home with me for the New Year, what's the point of running this company? The children don't care about the children, and the men don't care about the men! Damn it, Sister Wan Wan, let me tell you, the children are fine and won't starve to death, and I can survive, but she lives day and night, what is she doing?"

At this time, An An suddenly reached out and snatched Han Qian's mobile phone, and said to Wan Fang on the other end of the phone.

"Sister Wanwan, it's okay, it's okay, he drank too much, I can comfort him, good night, good night~"

After hanging up the phone, An An grabbed Han Qian's arm and began to shake it.

"Ancestor~"

Han Qian turned around and half squatted. An An lightly lay on Han Qian's back and whispered into Han Qian's ear.

"Ancestor~"

"Before I carried you on my back, it might have worked for you to act like a spoiled child, but now it's useless even if you call me king! You're just a skeleton with no flesh on your body."

After he finished speaking, Han Qian turned his head and looked around.

"Who is that? The one who just spoke. For the time being, the company is handed over to you and Gu Yan. You are now the vice president of the company. If anything goes wrong, I will chop off your limbs and put them in a jar. I will take your boss home to raise him! Damn, An An, you weigh 70 kilograms now?"

Han Qian carried An An on his back as he walked past the security guard lying on the ground, and An An muttered softly.

"You beat them all~"

Han Qian curled his lips and said.

"My wife is rich. Can I pay her back? I'm so damn tired of being a good guy for so many years. I want to be a bully!"

After leaving the company, An An was stuffed into the co-pilot seat and winked at Han Qian.

"you've been drinking."

Han Qian nodded.

"Drink it! Drink what Fu Dong drinks!"

An An said again.

"You don't have a driver's license!"

Han Qian nodded again.

"Yes! Hey, what kind of driver's license do you need to drive this car? Stay in a hotel tonight, you and I will fight for 300 rounds tonight, and then have another child?"

An An shrugged and said that everything was fine.

At one o'clock in the morning, Yang Lan, who was soundly asleep, received a call.

"Sister~ come to the traffic police station and redeem it for me."

(End of this chapter)