Although many onlookers testified, so many people died in Qingfeng Hall, and Ye Fan was still in a lot of trouble.
After all, this is a mass incident.
Regardless of whether Ye Fan is responsible or not, his reputation will be affected, and the official will also intervene in the investigation.
So he immediately controlled their poison, called an ambulance to take them away, and sent a text message to Song Hongyan.
An hour later, a Porsche drove into Qingfengtang, the door opened, and Song Hongyan, dressed in red, got out.
"The old man's name is Zheng Qingguo. He is a terminal cancer patient. He has kidney necrosis, high blood pressure, diabetes, and is plagued by all kinds of diseases. He has a maximum of two weeks to live."
"This is his physical examination report for a week."
"But he should have no grudges against you. He is just collecting money to do things."
Before anyone came in, Song Hongyan smiled and informed the investigation situation: "In fact, I also found that his son's account had an extra million."
"The account was transferred from Zhang Zongxi, that burly man."
She threw a report to Ye Fan, then picked up Ye Fan's tea cup and drank water:
"There is someone behind Zhang Zongxi, guess who it is?"
Ye Fan shook his head gently: "I have too many enemies, anyone is possible."
Song Hongyan reminded: "Do you still remember Henry Zhang?"
Ye Fan frowned slightly, feeling a bit familiar.
"Xuan Zhang doesn't remember, but Xiong Tiannan should have an impression, right?"
Song Hongyan smiled faintly: "Shen Qianshan's grandson."
Ye Fan instantly thought of the two people picking up soap:
"I remember, Xiong Tiannan, Zhang Xuan, the two people whose legs were broken by me."
"Yes, it's them."
Song Hongyan smiled: "You offended them too much at that time and made them believe that you killed Shen Qianshan. Now that they know you have come to Longdu, they naturally want to seek revenge from you."
"Zhang Zongxi is Zhang Xuan's cousin, a guy who is addicted to gambling."
"I recently owed more than 5 million yuan in loan sharking, and Henry Zhang paid for it."
She chuckled: "It's understandable that they dare to poison you collectively."
"I didn't expect it was them. I thought it was Wang Qiaochu who attacked me."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems that I was too kind at the beginning. I really shouldn't have let them return to Longdu."
"But it doesn't matter. I trampled them into dogs in Zhonghai, and I can still suppress them now."
In a metropolis with a population of 20 million, the diameter from the sixth ring to the first ring is only thirty kilometers, but it is a distance that countless people cannot complete.
Ye Fan doesn't have any ambitions, but he won't be bullied either.
"Don't take it lightly."
Song Hongyan hesitated for a moment with her pretty face, and softly advised Ye Fan:
"Although Shen Qianshan was wiped out and the Xiong family lost a lot of foreign aid, it can still be called a local snake."
"Their capital on the surface is far less than that of the five major companies, and they don't dare to confront you face to face, but their dirty tricks can cause headaches."
"Besides, Xiong Tiannan and Henry Zhang are villains. If they watch you and cause trouble, I'm afraid it will be very troublesome."
"I think we should either find someone to warn them, or we should find an opportunity to trample them to death."
In terms of experience in the world of martial arts, she is more experienced than Ye Fan and knows the dangers of people like Xiong Tiannan. She may not accomplish enough but more than fail.
"In Longdu, I don't have many connections. I only have a limited number of people, and it's not convenient to move around."
Ye Fan smiled: "It seems like we should still find a chance to trample them to death."
He didn't want Gongsun Qian and Qi Manqing to get involved in these matters, and he didn't want to get rid of a king like Ye Zhendong, so he thought it would be better to handle it himself.
Song Hongyan laughed: "Actually, you really don't have to do it yourself, you still have someone you can rely on."
Ye Fan was stunned: "Who?"
Song Hongyan whispered:
"Yang Hongxing, the boss of the Yang family, is a popular figure in Longdu and the top leader of the General Administration of Medicine. Have you forgotten?"
Ye Fan patted his head and said, "I remembered it."
"You can contact him."
Song Hongyan reminded Ye Fan: "Help is the second best thing, but you can take the opportunity to get closer to each other."
"You have such a good relationship with the Yang family. If you ask, he will definitely help."
"Brother Fan, I know you are capable of settling a lot of things, but sometimes asking for help is not a shame. On the contrary, it is a sign of goodwill to others."
"This will make the other person feel valuable and need a sense of accomplishment."
"Of course, this kind of favor is based on the fact that you are strong enough, otherwise it will be difficult to give the other person a sense of accomplishment."
She exhaled like a blue: "You have been in Longdu for a while, so it's time to contact Mr. Yang."
Ye Fan didn't take it seriously at first, but when Song Hongyan said this, he felt that something was wrong with him:
"You mean, I should go visit Boss Yang?"
Song Hongyan smiled: "Is it possible for him to take the initiative to contact you?"
Ye Fan slapped his head: "Understood, I'll visit him in the afternoon and get a backer by the way?"
Song Hongyan nodded and took out a gift box from the car:
"Boss Yang and his family have lived in luxury for decades, and ordinary greeting gifts are completely unappreciative."
"They don't lack jewelry and antiques either."
"So I got a special gift."
"Wuyi Mother Tree Dahongpao, not much, half a catty, but sincere enough."
"You know, in order to grab this half a catty, I even bid with Mr. Han, Mr. Du and even Mr. Yang."
"Why don't Mr. Yang move out to his son? Why don't we respect him first and suppress me?"
Song Hongyan pushed the gift box to Ye Fan's hand: "Take it to Yang Hongxing."
"Mother tree Dahongpao?"
Ye Fan was shocked when he heard this: "Isn't this too expensive?"
Although Song Hongyan didn't say the price, he knew it must be an astronomical figure.
After all, 20 years ago, a pound of Dahongpao mother tree cost 5 million, and it was not always possible to buy it.
Now this half a catty, I'm afraid ten million won't be able to hold it back.
He was moved in his heart: "Sister Yan, thank you."
The woman not only reminded him to get closer to Yang Hongxing, but also prepared gifts for the visit in advance. It was obvious that she had always been concerned about his affairs.
"What else can I thank you for?"
Song Hongyan rolled her eyes at Ye Fan:
"You know, I am willing to pay for you."
She can actually help Ye Fan solve a lot of troubles, but Song Hongyan hopes that Ye Fan will grow up on his own and integrate those precious resources.
Ye Fan felt very guilty...
In the afternoon, Ye Fan took advantage of the fact that there were few patients in the hospital and drove straight to Yang Hongxing's small hospital.
But before leaving, he withdrew Dugu Shang from Tang Ruoxue and stayed in the hospital to protect Hua Yanyu and Tang Fenghua.
Near four o'clock, Ye Fan appeared in Dongli Courtyard.
Two guards blocked his way: "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Mr. Yang. Please tell me that I am Ye Fan from Zhonghai."
Ye Fan introduced himself: "Mr. Yang's friend."
The guard nodded slightly and then went in to report. Not long after, he came back and said:
"Mr. Ye, please come inside."
Ye Fan followed him in carrying the Dahongpao gift box.
As soon as he walked into the hall, Ye Fan heard a loud voice: "Brother Ye, it's really you."
Ye Fanxun walked over and saw Yang Jianxiong standing up, then striding over to hug him.
Ye Fan was also extremely happy: "Director Yang, long time no see, why are you here in Longdu?"
"When I heard the guard talking about Zhonghai Ye Fan, I guessed it was you. I didn't expect you to be here."
Yang Jianxiong was very enthusiastic: "I haven't seen you for a few days and I miss you so much."
"By the way, I'm not here to visit relatives this time. I'm being transferred here to be the chief of the Dragon Police."
He was high-spirited: "In the future, we can fight side by side again."
Ye Fan smiled and said: "Congratulations, congratulations."
"This is your credit."
Yang Jianxiong looked grateful:
"The Midnight Butcher, the Three Evils of the Man Kingdom, and Jiang Hualong you captured have won me several big awards."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "You're welcome, Director Yang."
"Third brother, what's the fuss about in the afternoon? It makes me and Qiaojie and the others chatting in peace."
Just then, a sharp female voice came from the corridor:
"I've said it 800 times, no one is better than Zhonghai. You need to be more prudent in your life."
Ye Fan looked over and saw an attractive woman appearing. She had an oval face, a slim waist, and long legs. Every move she made was full of laziness and charm.
The maintenance of your body in your forties is the same as in your thirties.
She is just a jeweled woman with a pretty face and a domineering look.
Ye Fan remembered the introduction of Song Hongyan, Gu Ying, Yang Hongxing's wife.
Beside her, there were five or six similarly gorgeous women, all of whom were well-dressed and aloof.
It seems that there is no one or anything in the world that can catch their eye.
Yang Jianxiong explained with a smile:
"Sister-in-law, it's not that I want to quarrel with you, it's just that I'm too happy."
"Ye Fan, whom I told you and my eldest brother last time, came to visit you today."
Yang Jianxiong introduced Ye Fan enthusiastically: "I tell you, he is..."
Gu Ying interrupted Yang Jianxiong impatiently:
"Okay, okay, I've heard you say it many times."
"Isn't he just a barefoot doctor? What's there to brag about?"
"It's not interesting at all."
Gu Ying took her female companion and sat down on the sofa, crossing her long legs to outline an alluring arc.
Several gorgeous ladies originally looked at Ye Fan curiously, but after hearing that he was a barefoot doctor, their smiles turned playful.
"This is Mrs. Liu from the General Administration of Industry and Commerce, Miss Qian from the General Administration of Economic and Trade, and Director Qiao from the General Development Administration..."
Before Yang Jianxiong, who looked gloomy, could say anything, Gu Ying glanced at Ye Fan with tea in hand, not hiding her contempt and indifference:
