assistirfilmes Chapter 72 Little Chief Qin in the Area
Chapter 72 Little Chief Qin in the Area
"I didn't paint this," Sun Xin sat with crossed arms, watching Yang Pengcheng's changing expression. He couldn't help but click his tongue, thinking, "How did I never realize how ugly he looks?"
Perhaps it was because they knew of the ugly deeds he had done, so now when they looked at him, he seemed particularly detestable. Isn't there a saying that beauty comes from within?
"Not painted by him?" Yang Pengcheng furrowed his brows slightly, his gaze sweeping towards Grandpa Qin and Grandpa Wen. Finally, his gaze landed on the latter. On one hand, CEO Qin was not capable of painting, and on the other hand, he didn't dare to provoke him.
As for this unfamiliar person, he probably wasn't anyone important, so it didn't matter.
He asked, "Did you paint this, CEO Qin?"
While he addressed him as "CEO Qin" on his lips, there wasn't much respect in his eyes.
Zhouzhou frowned and felt a bit unhappy. With a flick of her little foot, she accidentally kicked his leg. She said, "I painted it."
In fact, the person in the painting wasn't him. It was originally just an ordinary sketch. But Zhouzhou used an optical illusion to make him think that the person depicted was him.
If she had enough time, she really wanted to make a genuine memorial portrait of him.
"You?" Yang Pengcheng looked over, but constrained by Grandpa Qin standing behind her, he didn't dare to show his anger. He only asked, "Little girl, have I offended you?"
"You haven't offended me, but I just find you unpleasant," Zhouzhou replied with a classic line from mischievous kids. Just as Yang Pengcheng was about to get angry, he heard the sentence behind her and his body trembled, looking at her in disbelief.
Zhouzhou asked angrily, "How does it feel to steal from someone else?"
Was earning money that easy? How many spirits did she have to catch, and how many nights did Uncle Scratcher have to stay up to earn money? Yet, he just took it away like that.
He was shameless!
With that in mind, sparks ignited in Zhouzhou's eyes. What she hated the most were people who stole money! How despicable!
Yang Pengcheng was horrified and instinctively said, "Stop talking nonsense!"
He still didn't admit it? Zhouzhou furrowed her brows even tighter. She took something out of the piggy bag she was carrying on her back, stood on tiptoes, and threw it on the table. "Ephedra, lobelia, and cohosh, these are all drugs that can increase heart rate. Uncle Scratcher has been staying up late for a long time, and his heart is already weak. Yet, you gave him these.
It's clearly intentional murder!"
Uncle Scratcher... Lu Xiang lay in the gaming coffin, with a small opening between his hands, listening to the commotion outside. When he heard this nickname, his lips twitched. What kind of name was that?
However, although Yang Pengcheng didn't know who this Uncle Scratcher was, based on what she said about him dying from staying up late, combined with the previous conversation, he immediately knew who she was talking about.
He collected himself and didn't expect her to have all this evidence, but Lu Xiang had already been cremated. Who would know how he died?
"Oh, I see." Zhouzhou nodded, satisfied with the outcome. She wondered how Lu Xiang would feel about it.
As she thought about it, she turned her head and saw Lu Xiang squatting in a corner, wiping his tears, crying and laughing at the same time, which was heart-wrenching to witness.
He had avenged himself, but he was no longer alive.
Zhouzhou felt a bit uncomfortable. She asked Qin Xu with a soft voice, "Second Elder Uncle, can we let everyone know that the game was made by someone named Lu Xiang?"
"Of course, today's arrest of Yang Pengcheng has already made the news, and the police will have to provide an explanation to the public. They will announce this matter soon."
"Second Elder Uncle is amazing!" Zhouzhou excitedly clapped her hands. "That way, everyone will remember Uncle Scratcher and won't forget about him!"
Lu Xiang looked at her, moved by her words. Couldn't she stop calling him Uncle Scratcher anymore?
Taking a deep breath, Lu Xiang regained control of his emotions and floated over, saying, "Little Heaven Master, I'll leave my game in your hands."
"Huh?" Zhouzhou suddenly spoke up, drawing Qin Xu's attention. She smiled innocently at him, pretending to be clueless. Seeing him turn his head away, she quickly took out a boundary talisman and enveloped her and Lu Xiang inside it. She waved her hands repeatedly and said, "But I don't know how to play games."
"That's alright. You can find professionals to manage the company's affairs."
Since he was no longer around, if it wasn't for the Little Heaven Master, he would have died clueless. Now that Yang Pengcheng was also behind bars, someone had to manage the company. He wasn't particularly concerned about the company itself; the main thing was to prevent the game he made from disappearing.
"Little Heaven Master, please accept it as my token of gratitude."
"Yes, I accept it." Ancestral Master in the bag chimed in. It was all about money!
His gaze was sincere, and Ancestral Master in the bag urged her incessantly to accept. It was giving her a headache, so Zhouzhou tightly held the bag's opening, preventing it from coming out. She didn't want to scare Lu Xiang and had no choice but to nod. "Okay."
But now she had to trouble her dad with this matter. She was still just a child and didn't understand these things.
Seeing her cute little face wrinkled with worry, Lu Xiang found it amusing. He knew that many people in the company were eyeing it, all wanting a piece of the pie. She was the only one who got her hands on the hot potato. "Don't worry, I'll handle it."
They could simply arrange a stock transfer agreement. That was easy. As for how to manage it, her billionaire father was the best at it.
Qin Xu turned around and saw the little girl furrowing her brows, holding her chubby cheeks in her hands, looking like a disgruntled office worker who didn't want to go to work. He couldn't help but laugh. "What's wrong?"
Zhouzhou sighed and shook her head, acting like a little adult. "Having too much money is troubling."
It would be more convenient to give it to the bank directly instead of the company, but then she had to manage it, and that was such a hassle.
What a Versailles statement.
Qin Xu was amused by her and was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang urgently. He lowered his head and his expression changed slightly...