Huang Qingyun nodded slightly, and then said: "It is a good thing not to kill people, but Brother Fan, you won't be able to earn the 300,000 meters of gold."
"It doesn't matter, are you, Brother Fan, the one who is short of that little money?" Zhang Fan joked.
"Yes! Yes!" Huang Qingyun responded twice in succession, and then said with a smile, "Brother Fan is not the one who is short of money, hehe."
"Do you have living expenses?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Yes, our shipment volume is good this month. I went back to help my mother do a lot of work, and my mother gave me a lot of extra money." Huang Qingyun said proudly.
"By the way, how have you considered taking on the case?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
Huang Qingyun glanced at Zhang Fan, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and said, "I'll think about it again."
"Let's go directly to Old Man Ouyang. You should think about it carefully on the way. If you want to take the case, you can just talk to Old Man Ouyang." Zhang Fan said, "Let's exclude making money. Again, we want to improve as soon as possible.
Strength, taking on cases is the best way to practice and improve your strength."
Huang Qingyun nodded and said in a deep voice: "I understand, Brother Fan."
Not long after, Zhang Fan fell asleep while leaning on the passenger seat. When Zhang Fan woke up, he had already arrived at Old Man Ouyang's house. When Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun entered, the smell of rice could be heard in the yard.
"I happen to be hungry." Zhang Fan looked at Huang Qingyun and said with a smile.
When the two of them walked to the center of the courtyard, old man Ouyang poked his head out. After seeing Zhang Fan, Huang Qingyun's eyes lit up slightly and said, "Xiaofan, are you back?"
"What kind of food?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Stir-fried vegetables and rice." Old Man Ouyang replied.
"Are there any of us?" Zhang Fan asked.
"There are vegetables and meat, why don't I just fry two more? You guys sit in the room first, and I'll fry them." Old Man Ouyang put on his apron and went to the kitchen. In about ten minutes, Old Man Ouyang was carrying three plates.
The food arrived in the restaurant.
Zhang Fan and Huang Qingyun each filled a bowl of rice and ate it happily.
"Is the matter done?" Old Man Ouyang asked while wiping his hands with his apron.
"It's not done yet." Zhang Fan replied while chewing, "By the way, can you make an appointment with the intermediary?"
"Make an appointment to meet with the agent?" Old Man Ouyang raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"
"I have something to talk to him about. Can I make an appointment?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"Yes, yes, but I don't know if he has time today." Old Man Ouyang said.
"You should make a call first and ask." Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, let me ask." Old Man Ouyang replied.
Then, Old Man Ouyang dialed the phone number of the agency. Judging from the conversation between the two, the two were relatively familiar with each other. Originally, the agent did not have time. However, Old Man Ouyang relied on his wisdom in life and let the agency
I agreed to come to Old Man Ouyang’s house.
After Zhang Fan finished eating, he recounted everything that happened in Chenzhuangzi Village to Old Man Ouyang.
After listening to Zhang Fan's narration, old man Ouyang frowned tightly and murmured to himself: "So, this overseas Chinese deliberately framed Wang Xiaoshan."
Zhang Fan nodded, "The formation in the cemetery must be
It needs to be solved, and the murderous evil spirit must also be eliminated. If we encounter some formation-related matters that we cannot solve, we may need you to follow us there."
"That's no problem." Old Man Ouyang replied happily. Old Man Ouyang also hated the evil ghost's cruelty and murderousness.
"By the way, how is your nephew's work arrangement going?" Zhang Fan asked.
Old man Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan and laughed, scratched his head in embarrassment and said: "I overestimated the ability of the person I know. He is doing it, but he said that there is only a fifty percent chance of it being done."
"Don't be burdened. If you can't do it, tell me in time and I will help you make arrangements." Zhang Fan said.
"Eh!" Old Man Ouyang responded. Old Man Ouyang knew Zhang Fan's power in Pingshan City. It would not be any difficult for Zhang Fan to arrange a golden job for anyone.
Then, the three of them started to clear away the dishes on the table. As soon as the three of them finished clearing the dishes on the table, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man about forty-five years old walked towards the house.
"This person is the second boss of the agency that assigned the case." Old Man Ouyang said.
"Second boss?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, "How many people are there in this agency? Have you met their big boss?"
Old man Ouyang shook his head and said: "I have never met their big boss, and I don't know how many people there are in their agency.
In fact, under normal circumstances, in order to ensure the confidentiality of their identities, the intermediary agency does not have contact with the entrusting party and the entrusted party. He only plays the role of an intermediary.
He is not involved in the transactions between the entrusting party and the entrusted party. Just like the last time you went to solve the problem of the family that had a series of crazy illnesses, the entrusting party directly gave you the money.
The transaction method between the client and the intermediary is to give half of the commission in advance, and then give the intermediary the other half of the commission after the problem is solved.
This time is special. The victim is not in the country. He gave all the money directly to the intermediary. After the problem is solved, the intermediary will pay your commission directly to your card, but you will not meet in person.
The reason why I was able to invite my second boss here is because I had done him some favors before, otherwise he would not have shown up easily."
As soon as Old Man Ouyang finished speaking, a middle-aged man about 45 years old entered the room. This man was of medium build, with dark skin, a shaved head, and a serious face, giving people a serious look.
What surprised Zhang Fan was that he didn't feel the slightest bit of Xuanmen energy from this person. Was this person too strong to hide it from his eyes? Or was this person wearing the same spiritual stone as himself?
Is he hiding the aura in his body? Or is he simply an ordinary person?
"Here, sit down in the room." Old man Ouyang stood up and made an invitation gesture.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then walked directly towards the living room. Zhang Fan and the other two followed him into the living room. After the four of them sat down around the coffee table, the middle-aged man looked at the old man Ouyang and said, "Master Ouyang, you
He said that the master who went to Chenzhuangzi Village to perform a mission wanted to see me, where is he?"
"Far away in the horizon, close in front of you." Old Man Ouyang pointed at Zhang Fan.
After hearing what Old Man Ouyang said, the middle-aged man turned his attention to Zhang Fan, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.