After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan smiled helplessly.
Tang Ruoxue deliberately let herself miss, obviously punishing herself for getting too close to Han Ziqi.
But he didn't say much. After sharing his location, he held his cell phone and waited for the Qian family's secretary to pick him up.
At this moment, Ye Fan saw six Rolls-Royces coming in front, parked near the VIP aisle, waiting for someone.
Then, more than a dozen interview vehicles drove over, and many reporters were gearing up.
Not long after, Ye Fan saw a group of elites wearing professional suits walking out surrounded by a young woman.
The woman is dressed in black and wearing sunglasses. She doesn't have any jewelry, but she shows a strong aura.
It was Huo Ziyan whom I hadn't seen for a long time.
Compared with the arrogance he had when he was in Zhonghai, Huo Ziyan is now more mature, and the expression on his pretty face is neither salty nor light, making it difficult for people to guess.
There is no doubt that the absolute control over the Huo family has allowed Huo Ziyan to complete the transformation from a rich young lady to the head of a wealthy family.
Ye Fan thought of the news that he accidentally caught in the morning. The iron-blooded Huo Ziyan gathered a huge amount of funds and made arrangements for several Western countries.
Not only did she win government projects in twelve countries, she also led a team to bloodbath the Wall Street stock market last month.
Hong Kong media claimed that Huo Ziyan made as much money as Huo Shangyin in half his life in one month.
Huo Ziyan's reputation therefore surpassed that of Huo Shangyin.
So as soon as she appeared, reporters from all over the world swarmed over and asked questions.
"Ms. Huo, I heard that you acquired six large companies on your westward trip this time?"
"The Huo family also won 100-billion-dollar projects from the governments of twelve countries, including hydropower and railways?"
"Mr. Huo, it's rumored that you used 50 billion to make a fortune and made 300 billion in the stock market?"
"Will the Huo family's donation to the Charity Federation this year break a record?"
"Miss Huo, tell me, do you have a boyfriend..." The reporter asked sharp questions one after another, trying to dig something out of Huo Ziyan.
Huo Ziyan dealt with a few questions calmly and calmly, and then quickly moved towards the Rolls-Royce.
Ye Fan smiled from a distance and did not come forward to join in the fun.
However, Huo Ziyan seemed to feel something and suddenly turned around to search in the sea of people.
With just one glance, she locked onto Mark.
Ye Fan was slightly startled. He didn't expect that she could see him from such a distance. He had no time to escape and could only smile generously.
After receiving Ye Fan's confirmation, Huo Ziyan's pretty face trembled obviously.
She wanted to open her mouth and shout something, but it turned into a sweet smile.
"Wow, Miss Huo smiled so beautifully."
"This is the only time Miss Huo has smiled so brightly in these years..." When the reporters saw this, they even took pictures, and they were all so excited that they felt as if they had been given a shot of blood.
After all, they have never seen iceberg beauty Huo Ziyan smile like this.
"Woo-" As Ye Fan watched Huo Ziyan being submerged by reporters again, a white BMW stopped quickly in front of Ye Fan.
The car window came down, revealing a face with delicate make-up.
The oval-faced woman took out her phone, looked at the photos inside, and then looked at Ye Fan: "Are you Ye Fan?"
"That's right!"
Ye Fan nodded lightly: "You are Miss Qian's secretary, Miss Mi..." "The airport is so big, you won't find a place with fewer people, so you made me go around half a circle."
Secretary Mi looked at Mark and said lukewarmly: "Get in the car."
Qian Jiaxin told her to pick up someone who was protecting Tang Ruoxue. She thought that Mark was just a bodyguard, so naturally he would not be too enthusiastic.
After all, the people she interacts with every day are either rich or noble. How can a bodyguard be worthy of her smiling face?
Ye Fan didn't mind, he just wanted to see Tang Ruoxue, so he opened the car door and got in.
At this moment, Huo Ziyan also got into the Rolls-Royce, commanding the motorcade to drive past Ye Fan, and had a close encounter.
Secretary Mi quickly turned the steering wheel to make way for the Huo family's motorcade.
Huo Ziyan turned her head and stared at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan felt the woman's eagerness, so he glanced at Huo Ziyan a few more times, and then sent a text message, telling Huo Ziyan to meet again another day.
Huo Ziyan smiled happily after receiving the text message, and then let the motorcade leave the airport.
Ye Fan watched Huo Ziyan leave.
"Don't look, this is the Huo family's motorcade."
Secretary Mi saw Ye Fan staring at the motorcade in the rearview mirror, curling her lips with a hint of disdain, and then lightly opened her red lips and said: "Sitting inside is the number one strong woman in Hong Kong City, Miss Huo Ziyan."
"That's a higher-ranking person than Miss Qian."
"Stop fantasizing..." She added: "You may not be able to afford any Rolls-Royce in the fleet even if you work hard all your life."
Ye Fan rubbed his head and interrupted: "Where will Miss Tang and the others eat?"
"Baiyun Jingzhai."
Secretary Mi frowned slightly, as if she didn't like Mark asking such a question, but she still answered: "There is a vegetarian restaurant in the nunnery where Master Ji Mie lives."
"Ms. Qian invites Miss Tang to have dinner there."
"Even though it's a vegetarian place, the food is expensive. Just a vegetable costs a thousand yuan."
She stimulated Ye Fan: "But you can have a feast today, and Miss Qian will pay for it for you for Miss Tang's sake."
Seeing Secretary Mi's condescending look, a hint of joking flashed across Ye Fan's face, but he did not speak out against her.
He just exclaimed inwardly that the world is really small, but he didn't expect that just having a meal would be the territory of Master Nirvana.
Secretary Mi saw that Ye Fan was silent and did not continue to speak. After all, in her opinion, Ye Fan was probably intimidated.
She turned the steering wheel and quickly drove away from the airport, then entered Central Avenue.
Fifteen minutes later, she drove onto Baiyun Mountain in Hong Kong City.
Baiyun Mountain is more than 800 meters above sea level, which is not very high, but it has a quiet environment and is bathed in the sea breeze.
On the way up the mountain, Ye Fan also saw many cars coming in and out, obviously it was very popular.
Five minutes later, the white BMW drove into a Baiyun Jingzhai temple and stopped at the entrance of an antique vegetarian restaurant.
The restaurant occupies a very large area. In addition to the three-story main building that can accommodate fifty tables, there are also twelve wing rooms that extend to both sides.
Secretary Mi led Ye Fan into a wing called ‘Jingxin’.
As soon as the door opened, Ye Fan's view became clear. He immediately saw several women talking and laughing.
Tang Ruoxue sat in the middle.
Her black hair was tied high on the back of her head, and she had a perfect, picturesque face with Ye Fan's familiar smile.
The woman in red on Tang Ruoxue's right is also very dazzling.
She looks like she is twenty-seven or eighty years old, with light eyebrows, red lips, and a pair of phoenix eyes that are very spiritual and full of spring water, making her look like a beautiful woman.
She wore a red printed cheongsam and a white silk scarf around her neck.
On the chair behind her was an expensive Chanel trench coat.
Ye Fan judged that this woman was probably Qian Jiaxin.
Behind Nuo Da's dining table, there were several bodyguards in black suits.
Secretary Mi said respectfully to a woman in red: "Miss Qian, Ye Fan is here."
The women immediately stopped laughing and looked up at Secretary Mi and Mark.
When the woman in red looked at Ye Fan with a smile, Tang Ruoxue stood up first to greet him: "Ye Fan!"
She tried hard to suppress her feelings, but it was still difficult to hide her excitement at seeing each other again after a long separation.
Ye Fan smiled playfully: "Hello, Mr. Tang."
He used unfamiliar names to protest his failure.
Tang Ruoxue rolled her eyes at Ye Fan angrily. If there were no outsiders present, they would probably come up and strangle him to death.
"Ruoxue, is this the person you said can protect you?"
At this time, Qian Jiaxin stood up after drinking the red wine in one gulp, folded her hands in front of her chest and looked at Mark with a critical eye: "The look of his little arms and legs, do you think this bodyguard can protect you?"
"I'm worried that when danger occurs, not only will he be unable to protect you, but he will ask you to protect him."
She shook her head gently: "This bodyguard is really bad, no good. He can't even compare to my driver, let alone fight against Miao Jingyun."
Several beautiful women also had disappointed looks on their faces, thinking that the bodyguards Tang Ruoxue had hired would look fierce even if they were not tough-looking.
As a result, he was as thin and weak as a scholar.
After practicing karate for a few days, they felt that they could kick Ye Fan away.
Ye Fan almost vomited blood, and the person who protected Tang Ruoxue became a bodyguard?
"Yeah?
Jiaxin, do you think he can’t protect me?”
Tang Ruoxue held back her smile and said, "I think he's pretty good. You can throw him out to block bullets when in danger."
"Block a bullet?"
Qian Jiaxin glanced at Ye Fan at close range: "When there is danger, I estimate that he will be the first to run away."
"Can't protect it."
"This man is too weak to protect you."
"You let him go back and forth wherever he came from."
"But Ruoxue, don't be depressed."
"I've known for a long time that mainland bodyguards are unreliable, so I spent a lot of money to hire one for you."
Qian Jiaxin changed the subject: "He will come later."
"His name is Park Young-ryong, a well-known master, known as the best dragon in the South..."
