The first thousand four hundred and forty-two chapters go to the Shanghai market
Lu Wushuang hung up the phone. The moment the phone hung up, Lu Fan heard a man's voice.
The voice sounded familiar, and he felt like he had heard it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it in the blink of an eye.
Lu Wushuang's unwillingness to explain the matter clearly on the phone proved that the real situation was more serious than he imagined.
It was just that the situation in Nandu had just calmed down. Lu Fan raised his head and looked at the bedroom on the second floor where the lights were out. Do he really want to go to the Shanghai market again at this time?
At dawn the next day, Lu Fan washed and wiped the car early, parked it at the door, and sent Tang Huanxi to work at Baihua International Building.
After the last explosion, with Wu Xiongfei's investment, all the broken glass windows of the building have been renewed, and the entire Baihua International Building has completely become the office headquarters of the newly established Tangxi Group.
Tang Huanxi's office was moved from the middle floor to the top floor in one fell swoop.
It is known as the largest and most luxurious office in the entire southern capital. The office building is located on a prime road. The group signboard on the top floor is noticed by countless vehicles passing by on the main road every day. The advertising effect is directly maximized.
"You should go back early. I see that you didn't sleep well at night. I can go back by myself after get off work in the afternoon. Hai Ziyuan is with me, so you don't have to pick me up."
Tang Huanxi looked at him slightly and said, "Have a good rest, I can take care of myself."
Lu Fan hesitated for a moment: "I may have to go out soon..."
"I know."
Tang Huanxi smiled and said: "Go and do your work. Just remember to call me every day and don't make me worry."
Seeing that she seemed to have known his plan for a long time, Lu Fan hesitated for a while, whether he should go to the Shanghai Stock Exchange or not.
"Do you want me to be burdened with a reputation that will hinder you?"
Tang Huanxi looked at him gently: "Remember to call me, no matter how late it is, I will wait for you."
"Bo!"
She suddenly stretched out her jade arm, blocked Lu Fan's arm, and lightly pressed her red lips on his face: "I'll wait for you to come back."
Watching his wife walk into Baihua Building, Lu Fan took a deep breath, took out his phone and dialed a number: "Lao Jiang, I will leave the interrogation of the hostage from the Guisha League to you for the time being. I will be out for a few days. Someone asked
Just tell me that I went to Jinling and will be back soon."
Nandu is very close to Shanghai. You need to take a reverse train to Jinling first, and then you can get there in just over an hour.
After Lu Fan sent Tang Huanxi to the building, he drove directly to the high-speed rail station, bought a ticket for the nearest train to Jinling, got on the bus and left Nandu City.
On the way, he first called Bai Ziyao and asked him and Bai Qiming to protect the safety of those in Nandu. At critical moments, he could call Wenren Muxue directly and ask for her support.
Wenren Muxue has only made one call to Lu Fan since she left Nandu for the Dragon Slaying Club last time.
It's just that Feng Lao felt that the Wu Meng had intervened in Nandu's affairs in advance, and it would be bad for Dragon Slayer to continue to intervene.
Even if you intervene, you have to wait for the right time.
Feng Lao did not directly clarify what the appropriate time was, but both Lu Fan and Wenren Muxue knew very well that only when the situation in Nandu was out of control and the Wu Alliance was no longer able to control the situation, would the Dragon Slaying Society have a suitable reason to intervene.
But at that moment, it doesn't matter whether there is a Dragon-Slaying Society or not.
But through this incident, Lu Fan also understood that the Dragon Slaying Society, which had always been neutral in the eyes of the world, was not as clean as it seemed on the surface.
At the very least, old man Xuanyuan's words would not count even if he said them sometimes.
This made Lu Fan re-evaluate the current situation.
In today's world, no one or force is reliable anymore. The only reliable ones are his own fists and the brothers standing beside him.