"When you start to build the school, don't say that I donated the money. I'm afraid it will affect my search for the 'Yihe Feng Shui Bureau'." Zhang Fan said, if the news about his donation spreads in the village,
The villagers in the village will definitely talk about him. If a thin man pays attention to this matter, he will be easily exposed if he enters the village again.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the old man nodded heavily and said, "I understand, Master Zhang."
"Then let's do this for now, let's get in the car and I'll take you back." Zhang Fan pointed to the car and said.
"Master Zhang, there is no need for you to send him off. I can just go back by myself. Before I find out the news about that matter, it is better that you don't go back to the village." The old fat man said.
"But the road from here to your village is not short..."
Before Zhang Fan finished speaking, the old man interrupted: "Yesterday I came to the repair shop in town to repair my motorcycle. He said that it would be completed today, so I could just ride the motorcycle back."
"In that case, I'll leave first and we'll contact you at any time." Zhang Fan said while making a phone call gesture with his hand.
"Master Zhang, please go slower on the road." The old fat man said politely.
Zhang Fan got into the car directly and drove towards Pingshan city.
About half an hour later, Zhang Fan entered Pingshan City. He drove his car directly to the school. Huang Qingyun had been discharged from the hospital. He wanted to see Huang Qingyun.
When the car drove to the school gate, Zhang Fan saw a familiar, beautiful, slender figure with a ponytail. The owner of this figure was none other than Lin Qingling.
Lin Qingling kept walking with her head lowered, as if thinking about something.
When Zhang Fan's car drove beside Lin Qingling, he slowly pulled down the window and called softly: "Qingling..."
When she heard someone calling her name, Lin Qingling suddenly raised her head and turned her gaze to Zhang Fan. After seeing Zhang Fan, Lin Qingling's eyes clearly lit up, and a touch of joy appeared on her face, "Xiao Fan...
"
Zhang Fan nodded and said with a smile: "What were you thinking about just now?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lin Qingling's expression froze slightly, and then she said unnaturally: "Nothing... nothing..."
After saying that, Lin Qingling quickly lowered her head and said, "Xiaofan, I still have something to do at home, so I'll leave first and wait until we have time to talk."
After saying that, Lin Qingling hurriedly walked in the direction of an Audi sports car, got in, and drove away.
Seeing where Lin Qingling's back disappeared, Zhang Fan frowned tightly. Lin Qingling was very happy when she saw him for the first time, but when he asked her what she was thinking, she quickly lowered her head.
, as if he was afraid that he would see something from her face. However, when Lin Qingling smiled at him, Zhang Fan had already looked at Lin Qingling's face again, and he did not see anything from Lin Qingling's face.
Seeing something special, I wonder what Lin Qingling wants to hide from herself.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Fan shook his head and drove directly into the school without thinking too much. He parked the car in the parking lot and went directly to the dormitory.
When Zhang Fan entered the dormitory, he was
Seeing Huang Qingyun sitting cross-legged and cultivating his Qi, Huang Qingyun turned his head sharply when he heard the sound at the door. His eyes were full of vigilance. When he saw it was Zhang Fan, the vigilance in his eyes had just begun.
Zhang Fan sat down, looked Huang Qingyun up and down, and said, "You have reached the stage of Qi refining. Congratulations, you have officially entered the Qi practice."
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Huang Qingyun chuckled. It was easy to see that he was very happy that he could cultivate Zhenqi.
"Brother Fan, we haven't had a drink together for a long time. I haven't eaten either. It's almost 6pm. Let's have a drink together?" Huang Qingyun suggested.
"Come on, I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat." Zhang Fan said with a smile, "I'm here to see you after you leave the hospital."
Zhang Fan has been in a state of extreme mental stress since he solved the problem of the turtle demon. It just so happened that he had some wine with Fatty today to relax.
"Sure! Hehe!" Huang Qingyun chuckled.
Afterwards, the two left the school, found a mid-to-high-end barbecue restaurant, ordered some dishes, meat and wine, and chatted while eating and drinking.
"Brother Fan, when I was hospitalized last time, after you left, I called my dad, but I didn't get through." Huang Qingyun said with some frustration.
"Don't worry." Zhang Fan comforted, "Sooner or later, we will get through it."
Huang Qingyun nodded, and then saw him approaching Zhang Fan with interest, and said with a smile: "By the way, Brother Fan, let me tell you something."
Zhang Fan glanced at Huang Qingyun and said with a smile: "Is the thing you want to tell me about Zhang Li pregnant?"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Huang Qingyun's full of interest face suddenly darkened, "Okay, I can't hide anything from you, I eat meat..."
As he spoke, he added the 5 slices of meat on the oven with chopsticks, piled them into his mouth, and chewed them.
When Zhang Fan went to the hospital to visit Huang Qingyun two days ago, he noticed clues on Zhang Li's face.
"What are Haoming and Zhang Li planning?" Zhang Fan asked.
"They haven't decided yet. If they want this child, they have to get married as soon as possible. If not, they have to go to the hospital." Huang Qingyun replied.
Zhang Fan nodded.
At this moment, Zhang Fan's cell phone rang. Zhang Fan picked up the phone and saw that it was the old fat man calling. Zhang Fan's mouth that was chewing meat suddenly stopped, and then he quickly picked up the phone and said: "
Hello……"
"Master Zhang, I am the old fat man..."
"I know, tell me if you have anything to say."
"Two more people came to our village. They said they were onion harvesters, and they also named their boss. I also know their boss, and they also lived in my house." The old man said.
Hearing the old fat man's words, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, and then said: "I understand, and we will proceed according to our original plan. Once you find anything unusual about them, please call me in time."
"I understand, Master Zhang!" The old fat man responded happily.
Afterwards, the two hung up the phone, but just as Zhang Fan hung up, he heard a noisy voice coming from the entrance of the barbecue restaurant.