Ning Fan thought of something and said, "Now that the Shen family and the Long family have broken up, let's see what projects you have that need to be handed over to other companies?"
"Just leave this matter to me. We do have a research project that needs to find some companies to cooperate with. The Shen family's background is relatively simple and it is within the scope of our consideration."
"That'll do!"
If the Shen family helps the country in research and development, the Shen family will be equivalent to having the background of the country, and the Long family will be even more afraid to act recklessly.
It would take seven days to collect all the information. Ning Fan himself might not be able to collect these things within seven days.
But with Mr. Fu's intelligence department, it will be much simpler.
Mr. Fu arranged a room for Ning Fan. He needs to stay here for seven days to train the new members of the Hidden Dragon Guard.
I told Shen Moxin and the others about the matter over the phone, so they didn't have to worry about themselves.
"Dong dong dong!"
Ning Fan threw his phone aside and walked over to open the door. There was a man standing in front of the door, staring blankly.
"As expected, it's you. Although you have changed your appearance, you can't change the aura of a gangster in you." The woman said coldly.
Ning Fan scratched his head in embarrassment: "Sister Feifei, long time no see."
This person is none other than Ling Fei, whom I haven't seen for a long time. She was once the jealous policewoman in Jinhai City, and now she has joined the Yanhuang Organization.
"Don't you want me to come in and sit down?"
"Oh, oh, oh, sister Feifei, please come in."
Ling Fei walked around the room and said, "It's not bad. The room specifications are better than mine."
"What are you talking about? If Sister Feifei likes it, we can just change the room."
"Forget it, I just came to see you."
Because the two had a relationship, Ling Fei sensed that Ning Fan was near her when she was practicing, so she found someone to ask.
Although only Mr. Fu knew Ning Fan's true identity, Ling Fei immediately identified Fu Qiu as Ning Fan's impersonation.
Ning Fan glanced at Ling Fei and found that her aura was restrained and her temperament became very sharp, as if she had turned into a sharp blade.
"Sister Feifei, what level of cultivation are you now?" Ning Fan couldn't believe it.
"The two seniors said that I have broken through the Innate Perfection and have stepped into the ranks of the strongest with one foot. What? Do you want to compare with me?"
"Don't dare!"
Ning Fan's heart was filled with tears. He had been practicing martial arts for more than ten years since he was a child before he barely reached the Innate Perfection. It took him countless brushes with death to break through to the ranks of the strongest.
As a result, Ling Fei had already entered the ranks of the strongest within less than half a year of practicing cultivation. This kind of talent is simply a monster.
"Sister Feifei, you are too evil. If others know about your talent, they will be killed by a piece of tofu. You have been practicing hard for ten or twenty years, and you only need less than half a year to catch up.
Got them."
"There is no way, maybe this is talent." Ling Fei shrugged indifferently.
Now that Ning Fan has entered the ranks of the strongest, he has become more sensitive to things like aura, and he feels an inexplicable sense of intimacy with Ling Fei.
But Ning Fan didn't think much about it. Maybe it was just the intimacy caused by the two people meeting again after not seeing each other for a long time.
Ling Fei knew very well in her heart why she had an inexplicable sense of connection with Ning Fan. It was precisely because of everything that happened on the desert island.
It's just that Ning Fan, a fool, has no idea what happened that night and has no memory.