Tang Bo raised his cup and clinked it with the two of them.

"Qin Fan, thank you. Let's drink this glass of wine first, and then you two can listen to my thoughts."

The three of them drank a glass of wine.

Tang Bo picked up the wine bottle and filled their glasses, "To be honest, the new energy vehicle company's treatment is definitely the best."

"I also believe that with Qin Fan's energy, others will not treat me badly, and my salary will be very high."

"But as a person, you need to be self-aware. It's difficult for me to do it, and I feel very uneasy."

"Not only would I be sorry for myself, but I would also be sorry for Qin Fan's kindness."

Qin Fan didn't say anything, he just listened with a smile.

Yan Yong nodded secretly.

He secretly thought that Tang Bo was not drunk, let alone ambitious.

Tang Bo continued: "I have worked in a 4S store before. I am a veteran in the industry. It stands to reason that I am familiar with the road and it is easiest to get into the situation."

"But I'm still young. Although my education level is neither high nor low, I don't want to hang myself from a tree."

"So in comparison, I prefer the job at the charging station. It's simple, fresh, and a little challenging."

Qin Fan nodded, feeling very happy for Tang Bo's rational choice.

He heard Yuan Chengguo say that charging stations did not require many staff, but they still needed people to manage them.

Tang Bo's choice is tantamount to accompanying the company to grow together.

When the company grew, Tang Bo already had the skills and qualifications.

He also has a lot of say.

"Tang Bo, your choice is correct. Working in industry is not like me being in the system."

"What is needed within the system is political performance, and what is needed in industry is technical and managerial talents."

Yan Yong agreed.

"Well, then wait for my call tomorrow."

Qin Fan nodded in agreement.

"Hahaha, thank you!"

Tang Bo cupped his hands and laughed.

While he was talking, the door was pushed open.

Qin Fan looked up and immediately felt happy.

The visitor was Kang Ping, the owner of Jinghua Hotel. As soon as he came in, he burst into laughter.

"Mr. Qin, when I heard that you were here today, I rushed over."

Both Yan Yong and Tang Bo knew Kang Ping and had received VIP cards from Kang Ping.

The three of them stood up to greet each other.

Tang Bo enthusiastically helped Kang Ping pull out his chair.

"Boss Kang, please sit down quickly."

Yan Yong brought Kang Ping another pair of bowls, chopsticks and wine glasses.

"Sit down, sit down, sit down, just do whatever you want."

Kang Ping stretched out his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down.

Qin Fan smiled.

"Mr. Kang, aren't you just here for a drink?"

Kang Ping was startled, then laughed.

"Mr. Qin, I must be looking for you for medical treatment."

He pointed to the sublingual gland under the tongue and said, "I have a relative who has never recovered from this location."

"She herself said that she found that her tongue was a little fat and felt very uncomfortable, as if she was on fire."

"She has been taking Western medicine for a while, and even a lot of traditional Chinese medicine. She has also checked her, but she is not feeling better, which makes her suspicious all day long."

"Could it be an ulcer?"

Yan Yong interjected.

"Hmm... It doesn't look like it's an ulcer, it's just a little red."

Qin Fan said: "Just hearing your description, it's hard to make a direct conclusion. We still have to take a look at the details."

Kang Ping nodded in agreement, "Let's do this. I'll make an appointment first and ask you to come."

"No problem, let's do it tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I don't have anything to do in the morning. I'll pick you up at Bian Que Hall."

The two of them agreed on a time.

Later, Kang Ping joined in, and the two bottles of Wuliangye were quickly exhausted.

Yan Yong felt that he was not satisfied yet, so he ordered another bottle of white wine, and Kang Ping asked the chef to add two more dishes.

It wasn't until around 9 p.m. that everyone ended up going home.

Qin Fan was picked up by Phoenix Girl and Yuwen Xiangwan in their car.

Before he got home, Qin Fan received a call from Yi Liangzhe in the Hong Kong capital.

"Brother Yi, hello, why haven't you rested so late?"

"Not yet. A piece of news has come through that has stopped me from dozing off."

"Oh, what's the news?"

Qin Fan was a little surprised.

"Brother Qin, I have a question for you. Are you sure that Lu Zhiwen at the reception is Lu Zhiwen?"

Qin Fan was startled and sat up straight.

"It must be Lu Zhiwen. I don't even know Lu Zhiwen. What's wrong?"

Yi Liangzhe looked confused on the phone.

"This is strange. Are there really people with such similar looks in the world?"

"Oh, that's it. When I left Melbourne, I told my informant to keep an eye on Zuo Xin's movements."

"As a result, tonight, half an hour ago, the informant called."

"Zuo Xin did show up, but he was accompanied by Lu Zhiwen."

As soon as Qin Fan heard this, he was more than half sober from the drunkenness in his head.

"You said Lu Zhiwen appeared again?

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The Phoenix girl was shocked when she heard this and couldn't help but hit the brakes.

Yuwen Xiangwan looked back at Qin Fan who answered the phone.

The news that Lu Zhiwen was still alive shocked the three of them beyond measure.

Yi Liangzhe said with great certainty: "Yes, according to informants, after the death of Lu Zhiwen at the cocktail party, there was a brief chaos in Melbourne's underground forces."

"On the second day after we left, Lu Zhiwen and Zuo Xin showed up. Lu Zhiwen also met with the big and small bosses in Melbourne in the small manor."

Qin Fan was stunned for a full minute.

The first thing he thought of was whether Xiao Qi failed to execute the instructions he issued.

But he was quickly denied by himself.

Because the participants of the cocktail party were questioned by the local police station at the scene.

Yi Liangzhe even witnessed Lu Zhiwen and Xiao Qi being carried out from the bathroom.

He sorted out the scene at that time.

Qin Fan suddenly thought that Lu Zhiwen's voice was a little weird, and it was a little different from Lu Zhiwen's voice in his memory.

Thinking of this, Qin Fan's eyes narrowed.

Such a strange thing is really puzzling.

He vaguely caught a hint of inspiration, but he couldn't confirm it for a while.

"Brother Yi, please continue to follow me over there."

"Okay, I know what to do. Don't be impatient. Let's investigate clearly first."
To be continued...