Chapter 532 Brother Huan who eats taste!

"What are you pretending to be dead?"

The understatement of the Phoenix Lord sounded in his ears.

Brother Huan sighed.

He opened his eyes and said, "Can't you make a fortune secretly? Do you have to show off to me?"

"Don't you want to share the spoils with me?" Lord Phoenix was obviously tempting Brother Huan.

Dividing the spoils?

His eyes shone and he said seriously: "You can't joke about this kind of thing."

"How much do you want?" Lord Phoenix didn't seem to be joking.

Instead, he was very serious about sharing the spoils with Tang Huan.

Tang Huan sat up slightly, but said, "Have you brought cigarettes?"

His injured arms were bandaged tightly. Not to mention smoking, it would be a problem to pour himself a glass of water.

"I don't smoke." Lord Phoenix didn't sit down and stood beside the bed from a high place.

"You go back. I want to sleep."

Smoking addiction is absent.

This is a problem that cannot be solved by no amount of money.

Dividing the spoils?

Brother Huan has a moral bottom line.

How can he make money in the country in trouble?

Even deep down, he really wanted the reward.

But the righteous soul told him that this money could not be taken.

"How about one billion?" asked Lord Phoenix casually.

Tang Huan opened her mouth.

One billion—

He was so excited. Even his breathing became a little difficult.

"Not enough?" Lord Phoenix said. "Twenty billion?"

Brother Huan's face is red and his ears are short of breath—

"With my authority, I can give you up to 5 billion." Lord Phoenix seemed to be a demon, constantly ravaging Brother Huan's soul.

"You go." Brother Huan let out a heavy breath. "I can't ask for this money."

"Why?" Lord Phoenix glanced at Tang Huan, picked up the fruit on the table and started eating it.

That was the gift from the guests who came to visit Brother Huan. It was not for Lord Phoenix-

"This money is the ransom used by the state to save hostages." Tang Huan said meaningfully. "To be serious, whoever takes this money is to make money from the national crisis."

"I solved the national crisis. Then I took this money. What's the problem?" Lord Phoenix said for granted. "Isn't the country taking this money just to solve the national crisis?"

"That's the reason--" Brother Huan also felt that Lord Phoenix was right. Even if she took the money, it seemed that there was no problem.

But who is Brother Huan?

A loyal and patriotic righteous man...

A retired soldier with noble morality.

How could he be with the reverse scale?

Even though he was jealous, he couldn't get the money even if he beat him to death.

Spit out a breath of turbid air: "I'm tired..."

Lord Phoenix took a bite of the apple and glanced at Tang Huan sideways: "Don't you like me anymore?"

"Ah?" Tang Huan was stunned. "Brother, I'm so injured. Don't you let me be tired?"

"Then you should recover from your injuries." Lord Phoenix said calmly. "The hero conference will be officially held in one month. If you are not busy, you can come and have fun."

Tang Huan nodded and said, "It must be here."

This hero conference is held, and there will definitely be many strong people at that time. Tang Huan is really interested. It is better to see the world more often.

No words all night.

After ate the fruits on the table, Lord Phoenix left.

The next morning, Secretary Song called Tang Huan. The mysteriously missing one hundred billion ransom suddenly appeared in the city government building.

Tang Huan nodded with a smile and said, "There is true love in the world, and there is true love in the world."

Secretary Song asked meaningfully: "You know nothing."

Brother Huan dared not agree to this matter, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know at all."

"Then you have a good rest. I'll come to see you later."

There is Qinglong in charge.

Who dares to come and disturb Brother Huan without permission?

As a hero, Brother Huan is ready to be harassed by people from all walks of life.

But except for the very close beauty, few people came to visit, interview, and comfort themselves. It was too much. I am a hero and a fighter of the people! Is it so unpretentious?

Lunch time.

Liu Mingzhu brought nutritious lunch from home and fed it himself.

Brother Huan stared at Qinglong viciously while eating with a tense face: "Do you have no job? Do you need to deal with the aftermath?"

"No." Qinglong sat far from the hospital bed.

"Then go back to Beijing." Tang Huan said meaningfully. "Laozhuang called me on the phone in the morning. There were many big things on his side."

"He will never have big things to deal with." Qinglong obviously didn't hear Brother Huan's subtext. He shook his head lightly. "It's not bad for one or two things."

Tang Huan took a sip of hen soup: "The best in state affairs."

Qinglong sat upright on the chair, motionless.

Had lunch.

In the afternoon, Tang Huan received the Dong sisters, including the model army led by Xiaoli.

A group of colorful models are so pleasing to the eye.

Xiaoli is currently the most popular model in China. She has also made guest appearances in many big movies and participated in the recording of many variety shows. The popularity has increased and is also one of Shengtian's brands.

Her appearance attracted the attention of many young nurses and asked for their autograph on the spot.

The young nurse who sent them away and changed the dressings to Brother Huan asked with a gaze: "Mr. Tang, I heard that Han Qinghe is also your Shengtian's contracted artist?"

"Yes. What's wrong?" Tang Huan said with a funny look.

"Will Han Qinghe come to visit you?" the young nurse asked excitedly.

"She's very busy-"

For a moment, Brother Huan's heart was also empty.

yes.

It's been a day. Why haven't the big stars come to visit me yet? Is their friendship so vulnerable?

Brother Huan was very disappointed.

I think life is too cruel and realistic.

Living in the hospital makes life easy.

Because Qinglong was in charge, many media were turned away. It was driven away by the Dragon Hunter's warrior himself.

Except for those who are very close to Tang Huan, there are basically no so-called fish that slips through the net.

That night, 9:30.

Brother Huan, who had been lying for a whole day, was about to fall asleep again in pain. A burst of screams rang out of the door.

It was like a sudden win of one million prize. The whole corridor could be heard.

The middle-aged head nurse scolded her. The group of young nurses became much quieter, but they still couldn't hide their trembling voices.

soon.

A bright and unrestrained figure appeared at the door of the ward.

It is the top Chinese superstar - Han Qinghe.
To be continued...