On the night when Murong Wuxin talked with Sun Xiucai, Murong Wuxin's information was also placed in front of Ye Fan.
At the same time, Song Hongyan’s video was also sent over.
Ye Fan opened the video while eating instant noodles. Soon, he saw a charming and fiery woman in red.
"Why do you have time to video?"
Seeing a familiar face, Ye Fan's heart softened: "Are you done with Xiang Guo's affairs?"
"Qianying Company has reopened and completed the merger of Bora House. It has become the largest film and television group in China."
Song Hongyan smiled tenderly:
"Jin Zhilin also changed his appearance to a bigger one, and I transferred Hua Yanyu to take charge of the overall situation."
"I also purchased the Seventy-Two Golden House and made it our foothold in Xiang Country."
“Peninsula City-State Sold Out.”
“The top ten pharmaceutical companies have completed their integration!”
"Xiangguo Tatewei is slowly completing our plan."
"But I didn't call you today to report on the Xiang Kingdom's achievements."
Song Hongyan sat on a single sofa on a white terrace: "I'm here to tell you about the Murong family."
Ye Fan, who happened to have flipped through a few pages of information, smiled and said:
"Murong Wuxin is Tang Pingfan's uncle, and he can also be regarded as your relative. Do you want to ask for your favor?"
He was also very surprised to see the relationship between the Murong family and the Tang clan just now.
But now he can face it calmly. The world is all about the world. If the Murong family doesn't provoke him, he will not do anything to him.
But if the Murong family wanted to stab him, Ye Fan would not ask Song Hongyan's relatives to show mercy.
"plead?"
Song Hongyan smiled charmingly:
"A rich family is ruthless, brothers and sisters can kill each other, let alone Tang Pingfan's uncle."
"Don't say that I have no contact with him and have never met him once."
"Even if you have feelings, as long as he stubbornly blocks your way, I will support you and step on him."
She expressed her position simply and neatly, so that Mark would not have any scruples because of her relationship.
"With your words, I can let go and fight."
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "It's just that you want to say hello to Tang Pingfan. Why did Murong Wuxin say that he is also his brother-in-law."
Although Ye Fan didn't like Tang Pingfan, Tang Men supported him several times.
In particular, he was grateful for Xiang's unconditional financial support in the First World War.
So I also want to give Tang Pingfan a little respect.
Maybe Tang Pingfan could convince Murong Wuxin not to intervene in the West China War, so that the embarrassment of the two sides fighting each other could be avoided.
"Murong Wuxin is indeed Tang Pingfan's uncle, but the two parties had a falling out many years ago."
"In the past, when the old Tang Sect leader was still here, Murong Wuxin was relatively close to Tang Sanguo."
Song Hongyan crossed her legs, held a glass of red wine, and smiled lazily at Ye Fan:
"Mrs. Tang is also Murong, Tang Pingfan's mother...well, my grandma."
"She saw that the power of the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty was soaring, and she was suppressing her son Tang Pingfan more and more, so she became so evil that she wanted to get rid of the Three Kingdoms of Tang Dynasty."
"Once, the old sect leader invited his family and relatives to enjoy the moon and have dinner together."
"Mrs. Tang instigated Tang Shi'er to learn Li Bai's sword dance while admiring the moon."
"The idea is to ask him to find an opportunity to 'accidentally' stab Tang Sanguo, a powerful competitor."
"Tang Shi'er has always supported Tang Pingfan and agreed without hesitation. During the meal, he talked about sword dancing while drunk."
"The old sect master allows it."
"Tang Shi'er then danced with a poisoned sword and stabbed Tang Sanguo from time to time."
"Murong Wuxin saw something was wrong and shouted that it would be too lonely for one person to dance with a sword. It would be interesting to have two people fight against each other."
"So Murong Wuxin also carried a sword and blocked all the poisonous swords that Tang Shi'er thrust at Tang Sanguo."
"Murong Wuxin saved Tang Sanguo's life, but he became a betrayer spurned by the Murong family."
Song Hongyan sighed quietly, which seemed like an understatement, but it reminded people of the dark and turbulent times back then.
Ye Fan smiled: "I don't blame the Murong family for rejecting me."
"If Tang Shi'er stabbed Tang Sanguo to death with a sword that night, I guess your father wouldn't have to expend too much effort to deal with Tang Sanguo later."
But he quickly stopped talking. If Tang Sanguo was stabbed to death, there would be no Tang Ruoxue.
When I was living on the streets, I wouldn't have had the encouragement from that bag of barbecued pork buns and the little girl.
"After Tang Sanguo failed to ascend to power, Murong Wuxin was kicked back to West China by the Murong family to protect Murong's ancestral property."
"Yes, the ancestors of the Murong family started their business in mining and herding sheep in West China."
"The wealthy family Gusu Murong later grew stronger and came out of West China, and with the protection of the Tang Clan, he became a prosperous place."
"I asked Tang Pingfan why he didn't attack Murong Wuxin?"
"He said, first of all, it's a blood relationship. Murong Wuxin is his uncle no matter what, so it's not convenient for him to do anything."
"I don't believe this at all. Bloodline is not as valuable to Tang Pingfan as five taels of gold."
There is no better way to know a father than a daughter, and Song Hongyan was also able to understand Tang Pingfan's thoughts:
"The second is that he needs Murong Wuxin to atone for his sins and seize the resources of West China."
"This may be a true idea, because when a person reaches the pyramid, he not only wants profit, but also fame."
"So, if Murong Wuxin is not seeking death, you can look at the dignity of the Tang family and me and let the water in the well be the same as the river."
"If he is looking for death, you can deal with him too."
"But you have to act quickly. Once you deal with the Murong family, the Tang Sect will definitely grab the fruits of victory."
"Tang Pingfan has raised pigs for so many years in vain. He won't just watch you swallow them up."
Song Hongyan smiled: "If you take it thunderously, I will declare that it is ours, and Tang Pingfan will not dare to say anything more."
"Hongyan, thank you!"
Ye Fan said softly after hearing this.
He knew in his heart that Song Hongyan's call was not only to talk about Murong Wuxin's grievances with the Tang family, but also to make Mark not feel any burden.
She will do whatever she has to do, and she will take the responsibility for whatever blame the Tang Clan has.
"pedantic!"
Song Hongyan rolled her eyes at Ye Fan: "By the way, one more thing to remind you, Murong Wuxin likes to play dirty, so you have to be careful."
Ye Fan nodded: "Don't worry, I'm sensible. In fact, I still hope that he will take action, otherwise I won't even bother to take down the Murong family."
"As expected of my man, he is becoming more and more ambitious and courageous."
Song Hongyan smiled faintly, and then stretched:
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to take a milk bath. It's a pity that you're not here, otherwise we can take a bath together."
"But it doesn't matter. On the night when the wedding photos are taken, we can spend the night together."
She teased: "I will also hide a gift on my body for you to find..."
Ye Fan's cheeks heated up and he said with a smile: "Christmas will be here soon..."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan did not look through the information anymore, but digested the content of Song Hongyan's phone call.
Afterwards, he fell into deep thought, wondering how to proceed with the one-on-one battle.
Although the enemies and friends of the Murong family have not been completely clear yet, Ye Fan had to think of the step of confrontation in advance.
Otherwise, if the Murong family joins forces with the two tycoons to attack with all their strength, he will easily be caught off guard.
The next morning, Ye Fan got up a little late after thinking about it all night.
After he finished washing, he was about to offer incense to Liu Fugui when he saw Yuan Qingyi flash in.
"Master Ye, it's not good!"
"Zhang Youyou and Miss Tang had a small problem at the teahouse and were surrounded..."
