After Fan Wubing answered the phone, he found that Russus was still sitting here and not leaving. He couldn't help but ask, "Have you ever met Boss Zhu?"

Russus replied strangely, "Pig owner? I remember you had run a pig farm before! When you were a child, you often gave pork to our old neighbors during the Chinese New Year and the holidays."

When she mentioned this, Fan Wubing remembered the incident when she led Wang Shisan brothers to raise pigs. She couldn't help but smile and said, "What are you talking about? I'm talking about Boss Zhu. The one that appears every day in TV news, why are you getting along with the pig farmer? I really don't know if your IQ is fifty?"

Russus was very angry when he heard this. He opened his eyes wide and stared at Fan Wubing fiercely. His lips were bitten with his white teeth, so he almost rushed over.

"Uh, it seems that you still know how angry, even if your IQ is fifty," said Fan Wubing.

Russus rolled his eyes, but he didn't expect that Fan Wubing was so cunning that he had no room for reaction. After a long time, she said, "Why are you talking about Boss Zhu?"

"Oh, I might have to visit him in a while. Are you interested in going there together?" Fan Wubing replied.

"Really? He is our idol! The students admire him the most!" Russus was very excited when he heard this, and chased Fan Wubing and asked when he would meet Boss Zhu.

Fan Wubing thought for a while and replied, "I'm not in a hurry, it's only in these two days."

Russus rushed over and hugged Fan Wubing for a moment, then stepped back and said happily, "Brother, even if I'm in class, I'll notify me to see Boss Zhu!"

Fan Wubing smiled, nodded and agreed.

In the capital, it is basically a bit cold before National Day, especially in the morning and evening, it feels more obvious.

Jiang Lue received a call from Fan Wubing, but he didn't know what important things he had. He needed to go to the wilderness to discuss with him, but he still came to Xiangshan as promised.

Xiangshan is only more than 500 meters above sea level. There is a huge skeleton stone on the top of the highest peak, shaped like an incense burner. At morning and evening, clouds and mist are shrouded in the mist. From a distance, it looks like the smoke rising in the furnace, so it is called Xianglu Mountain, which is abbreviated as Xiangshan.

Xianglu Peak is the highest point of Xiangshan Park. It is commonly known as Guijianchou because of its steep terrain and difficulty in climbing. Xiangshan Park has successively built three distinctive pavilions on the peak. The Chongyang Pavilion is intended to climb the Double Ninth Festival to see the capital. The Cloud Pavilion is named after the autumn rain, before the spring rain, and the clouds are stranded through the inside and outside of the pavilion, just like stepping on the clouds. The Ziyan Pavilion is named because the mist in the morning and evening is as faint as purple clouds, which appear and disappear from time to time, and has the smell of purple smoke from the sun shining in the incense burner. Standing on the white jade observation deck, Kunming Lake is like a basin of clear water in the distance, with various buildings scattered in the view.

Fan Wubing had been here for a while, so he ran to Biyun Temple to throw some money casually, exchanged a few Taoist talismans, and prepared to take it back and put it in the new house for Fan Ting to keep the house.

After seeing Fan Wubing, Jiang Lue asked in surprise, "What are you doing with things? Don't you know that the Taoist priests in Biyun Temple are all lying people? If you get this thing, you still hope to scare ghosts?"

"You know this is a lie, but ghosts may not know this is a lie!" Fan Wubing smiled, then put away the talismans and came to a quieter place with Jiang Lue.

Jiang Lue didn't know what Fan Wubing wanted, but when he saw him bringing him to this place in such a mysterious way, he had a clear view of the surroundings and there were no idle people. It was obvious that he had to tell him something that was inconvenient to say in public.

Fan Wubing pondered for a moment when he heard this, then asked Jiang Lue, "Qiu Baohua from Guangzhou, who is his backer of the boss? Why would anyone hold him back this time?"

After Jiang Luei asked Fan Wubing this question, he understood why he brought him here to ask questions. His thoughts changed and he immediately thought of Qiu Baohua's origin. He was inseparable from Fan Wubing. At this time, Qiu Baohua was grabbed and beaten up. As a former partner, Fan Wubing obviously had no reason to sit idly by.

However, this time the matter was very difficult. Jiang Lei thought about it and decided to tell Fan Wubing the reason. So he got close to Fan Wubing and whispered the whole story to him in a simple way, and then said, "The fight between gods and immortals will only affect mortals. But I don't recommend you join in. Although your father is also a member of the Politburo, his foundation is still shallow and he is not as deep as others' roots. If you are not accused of provoking opponents for yourself for no reason, you will not be able to do anything."

After hearing Jiang Lue's words, Fan Wubing realized that the cruelty of the political struggle was reflected at this moment. Some people's market conditions are good, while others are destined to be unlucky. This is the truth that has never changed forever and a lesson of blood and tears. Qiu Baohua's big boss was able to save his life and go overseas to take refuge alone, which was also a glimmer of life for him. However, for those under his command, such as Qiu Baohua, there is no need to be polite.

This is because Qiu Baohua has not had any big handles in his hands recently, but with Fan Wubing's opinion, it is still easy to find some handles if he wants to deal with someone. So if there is no powerful force to protect Qiu Baohua, his fate can be imagined.

After pondering for a while, Fan Wubing decided, "I still have to protect this person. I remember that when I started my business, I also got my first pot of gold from him. Now that people are in trouble, and it is very likely that they have been forced to blame, I naturally cannot sit idly by."

"But, for this matter, is it worth it?" Jiang Liu asked in confusion.

He is very clear about how much energy Fan Wubing has, but it is clear that what is the benefit of offending a big man with real power for a small man? Jiang Lue felt that Fan Wubing's idea was really a bit pedantic.

But Fan Wubing shook his head and said, "Of course it's worth it. If I can't even save him, will I work hard for me? Just like the people I brought up at the beginning, all of them are rich now, and they are all figures on the Forbes rankings. This means that you must be responsible and not treat your brothers badly."

"Your little brothers are much older than you." Jiang said with a smile.

The two went down the mountain all the way and then parted ways.

After listening to Jiang Lue's words, Fan Wubing actually felt a little troublesome. It was really annoying to fight with you, a person with such a heavy weight, especially since this person has not had much of a big deal yet. If you want to hold on to his seven-inch and beat him to death in one go, you don't even think about it.

Or in a few years, it would not be too late to deal with him after his problems slowly accumulate and he was trapped in the whirlpool, but Qiu Baohua would not be able to wait for that time.

Now they are waiting to pinch Qiu Baohua and others to death!

It is better to come up with a more appropriate solution to this matter.

After Fan Wubing returned, Wu Zhi came over and wanted to see what else to arrange for Fan Ting's wedding.

"Well, there seems to be nothing else." Fan Wubing replied with certainty, "I think it's enough to coordinate with the traffic management department. You can arrange these things for others to do. At that time, you will follow me and receive guests from all parties well. You are considered a family member."

"My family!" Wu Zhi said excitedly, "Ha, I have finally found a sense of belonging after so many years in China. My family is very good!"

"By the way, do you still retain your Japanese nationality?" Fan Wubing suddenly remembered this and asked casually.

"Of course I keep it, that's my motherland!" Wu Zhi replied with a close friend.

Wu Zhi Xiaoji has achieved great success since he arrived in the United States with Fan Wubing, but later he encountered various hardships in Japan and was fought by several major chaebols, and almost lost his life. It can be said that he suffered a lot. Fan Wubing always thought that Wu Zhi Xiaoji had given up his Japanese nationality, but he did not expect that he still had his hometown in his heart, so he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

After pausing for a while, Fan Wubing thought of a joke, so he said, "Well, I have a rather disgusting joke about the issue of the motherland."

Wu Zhi heard that Fan Wubing wanted to tell jokes, which was rare, so he couldn't help but ask him to tell him with great interest.

Fan Wubing preached to Wu Zhixiaoji, "A pair of roundworms, father and son came out of their anus. The roundworm son asked excitedly, Dad, what is that blue? The roundworm father said, it was the blue sky, my child. The roundworm son asked again, what is the green one? The roundworm father replied, it was the grass, my child. The roundworm son asked, Dad, how beautiful the outside world is! Why do we still live in the anus? The roundworm father solemnly replied, because this is our motherland!"

When Wu Zhi heard this, he was a little amused and laughed.
Chapter completed!