Huang Jun was very angry, but after thinking about it, he still relaxed his fists and drove away from the high-speed rail station.
Starting half a year ago, he had a few red spots on his body. There was nothing unusual about it, but after having sex, he became red and hot like a soldering iron.
Every time there was an attack, Huang Jun was in so much pain that he wanted to hit him and died on the wall.
Because of this severe pain, Huang Jun, who has always been lustful, dared not touch a woman anymore.
He had seen many doctors but failed. Now when he heard Ye Fan's words, Huang Jun felt a glimmer of hope, so he could only endure his anger.
On the way forward, Ye Fan turned on his phone and sent a message to Song Hongyan, telling him that he had arrived in Nanling.
If she doesn't respond before sunset tomorrow, he will kill her to Song's Villa directly.
Ye Fan forced Song Hongyan out no matter what.
After sending the text message, Ye Fan looked out the window and looked at the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.
Compared with the tall buildings and glamorous and fashionable in other cities, Nanling is much more antique. Along the way, you can see many beautiful ancient buildings.
Ye Fan also saw the Ruyi Group shaped like a knife, which was as high as 38 floors, standing in a prosperous place overlooking the Nanling Bridge.
In Huang Sanchong's information, Shen Qianshan has good power and money. While controlling the Nanling Wu League, he did not forget to use the Wu League connections to build a company.
Ruyi Group is Shen Qianshan's hard work, with a market value of 100 billion yuan, involving equipment, security and finance businesses, and is one of the few large enterprises in Nanling.
Except for the three vice presidents of this company, each accounting for 10% and the Wumeng children account for 20% of the shares, Shen Qianshan held the remaining 50% of them.
However, Shen Qianshan did not hold these 50% of the shares personally, but was allowed to hold them on Xue Ruyi.
So when Shen Qianshan died, the Nanling Wushu League and Ruyi Group were in chaos.
"Woo--"
Ye Fan's thoughts were turning, and the car arrived at a luxurious restaurant with the plaque at the door saying "Furong Tower".
High-end, elegant and upscale.
The minimum consumption of a table here is 3,000 yuan, and the room starts at 8,000 yuan.
The price is not amazing, but it is not something ordinary citizens can afford.
Li Dayong is the owner of equipment accessories, with an annual income of tens of millions, while Li Momo's mother Liu Yueling is the head of a real estate company, with an annual income of hundreds of thousands.
They naturally have no pressure to come here.
"Brother Ye, here, here."
Huang Jun swept away the superiority of the high-speed rail station and led Ye Fan into Furong Tower with a smile on his face:
"Luck, I'll come, I'll come."
"Mrs. Li and the others arrived early, and there are several old friends in the business world."
"Mr. Li and Miss Li will arrive later."
"Mr. Li told me that if you receive it, don't go to your house first, come here to have a meal."
“They are in Room 203.”
Huang Jun nodded and bowed: "Brother Ye, you go in, I, a driver, won't show up."
His face was swollen and he didn't want to go in and be laughed at by someone.
Ye Fan nodded and walked towards the private room.
Huang Jun hesitated for a moment: "Brother Ye, do you have a way to cure my illness?"
Ye Fan said indifferently: "Let's talk about it in two days."
"Okay, OK."
Huang Jun nodded repeatedly, unable to say obedience, but a trace of resentment flashed through his eyes. The situation is not as good as others now, so he could only bow his head.
But he had already thought in his mind that after Ye Fan cured his stubborn disease, he must destroy this poor comparison with his capital and profit.
Humph, a country bumpkin dares to hit me, wait.
Huang Jun thought viciously.
Of course, Ye Fan captured Huang Jun's eyes, but he didn't care about the other party's thoughts at all. If Huang Jun was not tactful, he would make Huang Jun's life worse than death.
He walked to the door with his luggage and ginseng, and then knocked politely on the door.
"Ah, here, here, it must be Zong Yuan and Mo Mo who are here."
Before the door of the empty room was opened, Ye Fan first heard a string of polite giggles:
"I should call Lao Li, too, and ask him to come over to have a meal quickly, otherwise I will neglect everyone."
Then, a gorgeous woman appeared in front of Ye Fan, and her smirk was as bright as a flower, as if she was welcoming some big shot.
But when she saw Ye Fan, her smile suddenly stopped, and then she lost her voice in surprise:
"Ye Fan?"
Li Momo's mother, Liu Yueling.
Ye Fan smiled and shouted, "Hello Aunt Liu."
Although Liu Yueling has always looked down on him, Ye Fan still has a passionate face after not seeing him for many years.
Ye Fan also took the opportunity to look at the wing room, and there were seven or eight men and women in gorgeous clothes, but there was no sign of Li Dayong and Li Momo.
Liu Yueling was very surprised: "Ye Fan, why are you here?"
Ye Fan was slightly stunned: "Uncle Li asked Xiao Huang to take me here."
"The killer of Qiandao always does something stupid. Why did I marry him like a waste?"
Liu Yueling scolded Li Dayong, then grabbed Ye Fan and spoke:
"Ye Fan, today is a very important banquet for us. Everyone who comes and goes from wealth or honor, and there are also senior executives of Ruyi Group."