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181 Incorporation

Fan Donghai wants to recruit a Glory agent.

It probably felt like the red-haired Yonko said to the Straw Hat boy who had just hooked up with the green algae-headed Zoro: "Come on, do it with me, baby!"

Wang Yifan was noncommittal.

His investment in Glory Brokerage was just a whim, partly to appease Guan Xiaomei, who was "loyal" to him, and partly because he couldn't bear the bad breath from Gongyuan Culture and Wu Di.

At that time, he couldn't even judge whether the Honor Manager had a chance to counter Gongyuan Culture or even have a fight with Wu Di. Even Xiao Wang Yifan's gambling-style investment sixteen years ago was still suppressed by Wu Di.

It’s a trick I don’t want to come out with.

However, he did not expect that the rewards given to him by Donghuang Media would be so generous that he was even caught off guard.

Fatty Ye secretly looked at Wang Yifan's face in the rearview mirror.

In his opinion, Wang Yifan was the first to have a net worth of tens of billions, and then invested in Honor Agency.

He thought for a while and then said: "Dr. Fan, I want to give it a try myself first!"

Fatty Ye's choice was somewhat beyond Wang Yifan's expectations, but this fat man had his own persistence, and Wang Yifan knew this.

Fan Donghai didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Young man, you really want to have a try. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, just ask your brother Fan to come to me!"

"Thank you, Mr. Fan!"

Fatty Ye showed a certain degree of reserve.

"Yifan, I made an appointment with Lao Wu and Wu Di to go to my house and have a chat together, and we'll recognize the door. How about that?"

Fan Donghai suddenly issued an invitation, and Wang Yifan looked in the rearview mirror at a Mercedes-Benz SUV that fell behind Fan Donghai's Maybach.

"It's so late, will it disturb you?"

"Haha, no, we are all our own people. Let's sit down and talk!"

"Well!"

Wang Yifan understood that Fan Donghai had obviously known about the conflict between him and Wu Di through some channels. As for his attitude, it still needs to be observed.

The Lao Wu he refers to is generally related to Wu Di.

Fatty Ye was very sensible, so Fan Donghai took the initiative to get out of the car at an intersection without inviting him.

Looking at the cars going away, Fatty Ye let out a long breath. The burden that had been weighing on him recently seemed to have been suddenly lifted, and he felt extremely relaxed all over.



Fan Donghai's home in Shanghai is a small European-style three-story building, probably on Wuyi Road.

Wang Yifan was sitting in the car, and he didn't pay much attention to the car's twists and turns.

When they got off the car, Wu Di was a step slower than them, and when they arrived at the living room of the bungalow, he followed them quietly.

Wang Yifan has not investigated Wu Di's specific identity and background. In fact, he couldn't find too many details, but at this moment, it seems that he still regards Wu Di as too simple.

However, this is reasonable. To be able to take the position of the manager of Donghuang Media's performing arts department at such a young age is not easy due to his abilities and background.

This is evident from the fact that he was able to break into Fan Donghai's home.

Recalling the methods he used on the Internet and the words he used in the eyes of Donghuang Media executives, Wang Yifan just felt funny at the moment. If he relied on these alone, he might not be able to win over Wu Di.

I have already overestimated many of my opponents, but I still underestimated them.

He couldn't help but chuckle.

An aunt who looked to be about fifty years old came out of the room. She was wearing an apron, her hair was lying down, and her makeup was very delicate. She also had a pair of crystal earrings hanging on her ears. She looked very elegant.

"Mr. Fan is back!"

"Aunt Lu, get us some sobering tea!"

The aunt said yes, took Fan Donghai's coat, and diligently led the few people inside, giving them slippers along the way.

It turned out to be the maid aunt.

Wang Yifan almost thought she was Fan Donghai's wife.

Sure enough, he is a child who has never seen much of the world!

He laughed at himself in his mind.

The living room has a very nostalgic decoration. It should have retained the original flavor, but it has been renovated. The sofas and other items are all brand new.

The set of mahogany furniture placed in the center is worth a lot at first glance.

A middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa watching TV. He was obviously bored and kept changing channels. When he saw Fan Donghai and others, he said without looking back: "Old Fan, you are finally back!"

"dad!"

The man then turned around and looked at Wu Di in surprise, "Why are you here too?"

"Uncle Fan asked me to come with you!"

Wu Di actually had a lot to say to his father, but it was still difficult for him to accept his guess about Wang Yifan's identity, but Fan Donghai even brought him home in person, but he couldn't help but accept it.

"This is Wu Guoyu, a partner of Donghuang Media, and Wu Di's father! When I founded Donghuang, all of them were old friends who worked with me!"

Fan Donghai introduced Wang Yifan.

Only then did Wu Guoyu notice the young man next to Fan Donghai, with doubts in his eyes.

Fan Donghai smiled and pointed at Wang Yifan and said: "Wang Yifan!"

Wu Guoyu was stunned, stared at Wang Yifan for a long time, and subconsciously asked: "Wang Yifan?"

"I'm surprised, hahaha, we happened to meet him today! Didn't you old guys all say you want to meet him? Just in time, I brought him home!"

This time Wu Di finally heard Fan Donghai personally confirm Wang Yifan's identity, and his heart felt as if ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past.

He has a saying mmp, he doesn't know whether to say it or not.

"Don't you all think that Wang Yifan is a person made up by me? Lao Wu, shut your mouth quickly and let Yifan laugh at you for being so startled!"

Fan Donghai laughed and cursed.

Wu Guoyu finally came to his senses and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect Wang Yifan to be so young?"

Although he sighed, he actually still doubted it.

"The investments he made in high school are so young!"

Fan Donghai seemed not to notice the confusion on Wu Guoyu's face, and walked to the edge of the sofa to sit down. Aunt Lu had already walked out with tea, and asked, "Aunt Lu, where is Xiaowei?"

"She said she was going out with some friends, and I saw a girl driving to pick her up!"

"This girl knows how to go out for a walk at night. I originally wanted him to get to know Yifan!" Fan Donghai muttered.

Wu Di looked solemn and said, "Uncle Fan, how about I go find Xiaowei?"

"No need, no need!" Fan Donghai waved his hands hurriedly, "Go find her, this girl has to get angry with me, saying that I am some kind of Pacific policeman, don't get angry too, let her go, and you too

We sat down together and we all talked!

This chapter has been completed!
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