Huang Jun was furious, but after careful consideration, he relaxed his fists and drove away from the high-speed rail station.
Six months ago, he started to develop a few red spots on his body, which were usually normal, but after having sex, they became red and hot, like a soldering iron.
Every time he had an attack, Huang Jun was in so much pain that he wanted to hit his head against the wall and die.
Because of this severe pain, Huang Jun, who had always been lustful, did not dare to touch women.
He had seen many doctors but to no avail. Now that he heard Ye Fan's clear words, Huang Jun felt a glimmer of hope, so he could only endure his anger.
On the way, Ye Fan turned on his mobile phone and sent a message to Song Hongyan, informing him that he had arrived in Nanling.
If she doesn't respond before sunset tomorrow, he will go directly to the Song Family Villa.
Ye Fan had to force Song Hongyan out no matter what.
After sending the text message, Ye Fan looked out the window and examined the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.
Compared with the high-rise buildings and flashy fashion 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, which was shaped like a knife, was thirty-eight stories tall, and stood in a prosperous place overlooking the Nanling Bridge.
According to Huang Sanzhong's intelligence, Shen Qianshan was fond of both power and money. In addition to powerfully controlling the Nanling Wu League, he also did not forget to use the Wu League's connections to build a company.
Ruyi Group is the brainchild of Shen Qianshan. It has a market value of hundreds of billions and involves businesses such as equipment, security and finance. It is one of the few large enterprises in Nanling.
In this company, except for the three vice presidents who each hold 10%, and the children of Wu Meng who hold 20%, Shen Qianshan holds the remaining 50%.
However, Shen Qianshan did not personally hold the 50% of the shares, but asked Xue Ruyi to hold them on his behalf.
Therefore, when Shen Qianshan died, Nanling Wumeng and Ruyi Group were in a state of panic.
"Woo——"
As Ye Fan's thoughts turned around, the car arrived at a luxurious restaurant. The word "Furong Tower" was written on the plaque at the door.
High-end atmosphere and class.
The minimum purchase price for a table here is NT$3,000, and private rooms start at NT$8,800.
The price is not outrageous, but it is not something ordinary citizens can afford.
Li Dayong is an equipment accessories owner with an annual income of tens of millions. Li Momo's mother Liu Yueling is a real estate company manager with an annual income of hundreds of thousands.
There is no pressure for them to come here.
"Brother Ye, this way, this way."
Huang Jun swept away the sense of superiority at the high-speed rail station and led Ye Fan into Furong Building with a smile on his face:
"Luggage, I'll come, I'll come."
"Mrs. Li and the others arrived early, along with a few old business friends."
"Mr. Li and Miss Li will arrive later."
"Mr. Li told me not to go home when I receive you, but to come here directly for dinner."
"They are in room 203."
Huang Jun nodded and bowed: "Brother Ye, go in, I won't show up as a driver."
His face was swollen from the beating and he didn't want to go in and be laughed at.
Ye Fan nodded and walked to the box.
Huang Jun hesitated for a moment: "Brother Ye, do you have any way to cure my disease?"
Ye Fan said indifferently: "Let's talk about it in two days."
"Okay, okay."
Huang Jun nodded repeatedly, showing indescribable obedience, but there was a trace of resentment in his eyes. Now that the situation was not as good as others, he could only bow his head.
But he had already thought in his heart that after Ye Fan cured his chronic illness, he would definitely destroy this poor man with all the profits.
Humph, if a country bumpkin dares to hit me, just wait.
Huang Jun thought viciously in his heart.
Of course Ye Fan caught Huang Jun's eyes, but he didn't care about what the other person thought. If Huang Jun didn't know what he was doing, 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.
"Yeah, it's coming, it's coming, it must be Zong Yuan and Mo Mo."
Before the ajar door opened, Ye Fan first heard a string of polite smiles:
"I should call Lao Li and ask him to come over for dinner quickly, otherwise he will neglect everyone."
Then, a gorgeous woman appeared in front of Ye Fan, her delicate smile was as bright as a flower, as if she was welcoming some big shot.
But when she saw Ye Fan, her smile froze for a moment, 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 despised him, Ye Fan still looked enthusiastic after not seeing him for many years.
Ye Fan also took a look at the side room. There were seven or eight men and women in colorful clothes, but Li Dayong and Li Momo were nowhere to be seen.
Liu Yueling was very surprised: "Ye Fan, why are you here?"
Ye Fan was slightly startled: "Uncle Li asked Xiao Huang to pick me up here."
"Thousand-Sword Killer always does mindless things. Why did I marry a loser like him?"
Liu Yueling scolded Li Dayong, then grabbed Ye Fan and said:
"Ye Fan, today is a very important banquet for us. The people coming and going are all rich and noble, as well as senior executives of Ruyi Group."
"I know the relationship between your father and your Uncle Li, and I also know that you like Mo Mo very much..."
"But it's really inconvenient today. Auntie will greet you some other time."
"You... you won't disappoint Auntie, right?"
"I hope you can give me some face."
Liu Yueling took out her wallet and pulled out a piece of red gauze:
"Auntie will give you a hundred yuan, and you can go to the KFC across the street and have a family meal."
Ye Fan frowned slightly.
"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, are you here?"
At this moment, another loud voice came from behind.
Then, two thick arms hugged Ye Fan and picked him up and spun him around.
"You brat, you have really grown up and taller. I can hardly hold you anymore, but your facial features are still as thin as before."
"I can recognize you right away."
A tall, masculine middle-aged man with a smile on his face appeared behind Ye Fan. It was Li Dayong whom he had not seen for many years.
Li Dayong laughed and put down Ye Fan, but continued to pat Ye Fan on the shoulder with an expression of indescribable emotion.
Ye Fan was also extremely happy: "Hello, Uncle Yong."
Li Dayong asked enthusiastically: "Are your parents okay? How are you doing?"
Ye Fan felt warm in his heart: "They are all very good, thank you Uncle Yong for your concern."
"As long as everything is fine, I'm telling you, you must have a good time when you come here this time."
Li Dayong was very proud: "Don't worry about money, Uncle Yong has plenty of money."
Liu Yueling's pretty face changed, and she became even more disgusted with Mark.
Ye Fan smiled again and said: "Thank you, Uncle Yong."
"Okay, no more talking, go in and sit down, go in and sit down."
Li Dayong smiled all over his face: "I was worried that there was a traffic jam on the road and you wouldn't be able to make it in time for lunch."
"It's just the right time. I've just finished my work. Let's go in and have dinner together."
He took Ye Fan in and said, "Yue Ling, why are you blocking the door? Go in and have dinner. Ye Fan is starving."
A warm current flowed through Ye Fan's heart.
"Lao Li, are you confused?"
Liu Yueling's pretty face changed: "Don't you know that I invited Wang Zongyuan for lunch today?"
"I know, isn't he the guy with oily hair and pink noodles?"
Li Dayong snorted: "I'm telling you, don't even think about bringing him and Mo Mo together. That guy is very feminine and I don't like it."
"You know what the heck, Zong Yuan is the nephew of Vice Chairman Wang of Wumeng League, and he is also the public relations manager of Ruyi Group."
"The Nanling Martial Arts League has no leader, and Wang Dongshan has the best chance of being promoted to the president. Once he becomes the president, he will become the president's daughter-in-law."
"Wu Meng and Ruyi Group together add up to more than 100 billion."
Liu Yueling shouted with a straight face:
"When the time comes, just give them a few orders, and we will earn hundreds of millions a year, saving us more than ten years of hard work."
President?
Ye Fan smiled, the future president of Nanling is here...
