After Song Hongyan persuaded her to stay, Ye Fan stayed in the Song family garden that night.
At seven o'clock the next morning, Ye Fan walked out of the room after washing up and found Song Wansan and the others waiting for him to have breakfast.
Han Yue's eyes lit up when she saw Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, come on, come on, I'm waiting for you to have dinner."
"Mr. Song, Mr. Han, good morning."
Ye Fan greeted everyone enthusiastically: "We are all our own people, why should we be so reserved? Besides, this is the Song family."
Song Wansan laughed loudly: "We are a family, so we have to eat together."
Han Nanhua also smiled and agreed: "That's right, when everyone gets together, everything they eat tastes delicious."
"Yes, you are our backbone and a great benefactor to our two families. If you don't come, everything we eat will taste nothing."
Song Hongyan stood up gracefully, greeted Ye Fan, took over her coat, and pulled out a chair for Ye Fan.
"Besides, grandpa and Mr. Han have made a decision, and they want to hear your opinion."
She smiled and pressed Ye Fan on the chair, poured him a cup of hot soy milk, and added half a spoonful of sugar, obviously knowing Ye Fan's taste.
"Is there something big going on between Mr. Song and Mr. Han?"
Ye Fan was slightly surprised, then waved his hand: "I don't have much knowledge and experience. I have never left China, so I'm afraid I can't give you any advice."
He was very self-aware. He could treat patients, get into fights, and occasionally deceive his opponents. He was just able to give advice to the two old foxes of Han and Song Dynasties, which was just a trick in his own way.
Song Hongyan sat down next to Ye Fan and said with a smile: "The authorities are obsessed with bystanders."
Ye Fan looked at Han Nanhua and the others and smiled: "Mr. Han, what are your big plans?"
"After the Kim family incident, we have realized that wealth without strong force protection is just a fish on someone else's chopping board."
Song Wansan sat up straight and said with a smile: "Whether or not to kill, and when to kill, all depends on other people's mood."
"Yes, we used to think that if we have money, connections and connections, we can move around the world. At least we can escape unscathed in the face of changes."
Han Nanhua also had a wry smile on his face: "In the end, the golden inscriptions taught us a lesson."
"With the death of Chai Ba, our backer is gone. Facing the 30,000 Jin Sect armed forces, we have no power to fight back and are at the mercy of the other party."
Thinking of the mineral vein worth hundreds of billions being swallowed up, Han Nanhua felt extremely heartbroken.
Han Yue blinked: "It's not like we have no resistance. We also have hundreds of gunmen, but it's just not enough to fill the gap between the opponent's teeth."
The personnel who look after the home and the hospital and escort the ship cannot be compared with the well-trained Jin family.
Ye Fan nodded slightly when he heard this: "In those troubled places, if you have money but no guns, you really can't do whatever you want."
"Do Mr. Han and Mr. Song intend to take back the stolen things, or seek revenge from the Jin family?"
"You should first stabilize your position and people's hearts now. Taking back your property and venting your bad breath can take a while."
He gave a suggestion. The Han and Song families suffered heavy losses and many people died. Now it is time to sort out their internal conflicts.
"It is necessary to appease people's hearts, and Han Yue is doing this."
Song Hongyan laughed: "Getting back your own things and avenging your dead brothers will be the top priority for the Han and Song families in the next three years."
"Grandpa and Mr. Han also have another idea. It is better to rely on others than relying on others. They want to cultivate a security force abroad that can enforce laws and prohibitions!"
"The cost is ten times more than it is now, and we won't be able to pay back in three to five years, but as we grow, it can protect us even more."
She Feng Qingyun smiled lightly and said: "In the longer term, it may become the second guessing tyrant, but it is not a guessing tyrant with whom we have a good relationship, but a guessing tyrant who listens to our instructions."
Ye Fan looked at Song Hongyan in surprise and said:
"Do you want to cultivate private soldiers to replace the Kim family in the future?"
This is too crazy. This business is no longer about gold and silver jewelry, but the right to speak in the Triangle District.
"Have this idea!"
Song Hongyan nodded slightly: "What do you think of this plan?"
"The investment will be very large, and it may all be wasted."
Ye Fan quickly calmed down: "But in the long run, this is indeed a once and for all solution."
"A regular security force is far more powerful than hundreds of bodyguards working together. It can also respond to various changes with high efficiency."
"Of course, the most important thing is that if something goes wrong, you don't have to beg for help like Sun Tzu. You can fight on your own."
"If you decide to continue to expand the triangle area in the future, or even kill the Kim family and replace it, this troop raising plan can be implemented."
Ye Fan gave his personal opinion. In addition to the above reasons, he also believed that he hoped the Jin family would collapse.
He and Jin Wen both have a grudge. As the Jin family gets stronger, he will become more and more dangerous.
"President Ye has always had a unique vision. He thinks this plan is feasible, so let's get started."
Han Nanhua laughed loudly: "Old Song, let's go ahead and do it."
Song Wansan also laughed: "Okay, let Han Tang start it."
"The most loyal team, the most advanced weapons, and the richest cash, all thrown in to see if we can create a back garden for us and Chairman Ye."
He looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "Ye Fan, we have already discussed that no matter how much the Han and Song families make overseas, they will count you 30% of the profit."
Han Nanhua also nodded: "President Ye, don't refuse. You helped us a lot last night. You deserve everything."
"Mr. Song, Mr. Han, you must not do it. I just made a phone call last night, and there is no credit for it?"
Hearing this, Ye Fan hurriedly waved his hands and declined: "Besides, Sister Yan has helped me so much, so it's normal for me to lend a helping hand."
Song Wansan and Han Nanhua were both engaged in big business. If they might not be able to unify the triangle area in the future, sharing 30% of their profits would be too expensive, and Ye Fan would be embarrassed to accept it.
"When Hongyan helps you, that's between you and her. If you help us, it's between you and us. As businessmen, the accounts must be sorted out."
Song Wansan shook his head: "You have helped us a lot, and it is necessary for us to repay you."
"Besides, we have selfish motives in recruiting you to join the team. The situation in the triangle area is unpredictable, and there is no guarantee that there will be things we need your help with in the future."
"If you don't accept 30% of the income, why would we bother you again?"
He stretched out his hand to signal Ye Fan not to refuse: "Ye Fan, just accept it. It will be a favor to me and Lao Han."
Ye Fan gave a bitter smile: "Song Lao, it's not that I don't want to accept it, but your generous gift is really too valuable..."
"Let's do this, I will collect the 30% of the income for Ye Fan."
Seeing this, Song Hongyan stood up with a smile: "Ye Fan is a loyal person and is used to receiving no reward for no merit. He feels bad that grandpa and Mr. Han promised benefits like this."
"I am preparing for Ye Fan to establish the Chinese Medical Association. A large amount of capital is needed in the early stage, so 30% of the proceeds will be treated as everyone's donation."
"In this way, we can not only support Ye Fan, but also unite everyone closely. In the future, when the Chinese Medical Sect grows, we can also strongly support the Han and Song families."
"The team assembled by Han Tang will need a large amount of medical supplies, and the nearly 10 million people in the Triangle area cannot do without medicines and hospitals."
“Although it’s chaotic and filthy, many people there are very rich.”
"Whether it is to conquer the world or to appease the world, medicine is the most valuable and efficient thing."
"The current funding from the Han and Song families will not only bring huge support to Ye Fan, but will also bring huge returns to himself in the future..."
She stood behind Mark and put her head on Mark's shoulder: "This is a win-win situation."
"Ye Fan, just take 30% of the income from Grandpa and Han Lao. You will feel bad about it."
She smiled playfully: "They are now donating Chinese medicine to promote the development of Chinese medicine. You won't refuse, right?"
Is this okay?
Ye Fan opened his mouth slightly. He didn't expect Song Hongyan to easily break his defense, but he really couldn't find a reason to refuse.
He can't stop others from funding, right? Old Man Wang can invest 10 billion in shares, but they can't provide funding?
And when it comes to China's official income, Ye Fan can't refuse.
"Yes, yes, the beauty is right, we donate for mutual benefit."
Song Wansan and Han Nanhua looked at each other and smiled: "That's it."
Ye Fan nodded helplessly: "Then thank you Mr. Song and Mr. Han."
"By the way, Ye Fan, the team led by Han Tang doesn't have a name yet."
Han Yue suddenly said: "Grandpa, the names they gave me are too tacky. Please help me pick one."
"Name it?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand:
"If you are not afraid of power and seek to survive in darkness, just call it the Black Soldier!"
