The smell of alcohol had been dissipated by Ding Fan, and what Fan Zhihui drank was not as flavorful as plain water.
The drunkard was not interested in drinking. Fan Zhihui was very happy to see Ding Fan again. During the dinner, he mentioned what Wu Yahuan had guessed.
Fan Zhihui has discussed with important family members, hoping to merge all the Beiyi Fan family's properties into the Tianzong Investment Alliance.
Wu Yahuan's eyes shone, and Ding Fan did not object to this. He smiled and said: "Brother Fan, you and I are not outsiders. In fact, it is feasible to invest in Tianzong Investment Alliance."
Eh!
Fan Zhihui waved his hand and said with an embarrassed smile: "Tianzong is developing rapidly, and the Fan family's little family foundation may not be able to match it."
"Of course I have no objection, but the matter is very important. The Fan family's development in Beiyi is also good. Brother Fan needs to think clearly." Ding Fan said.
"It looks good on the surface, but someone's lifeline has been clamped down, and he has done stupid things to his brothers." Fan Zhihui shook his head and took another sip of the white wine that had not tasted off.
It was a thing of the past, Ding Fan smiled lightly and didn't care.
But Wu Yahuan snorted: "The strongest among the strongest is the strongest. Even the tree of the Fan family cannot withstand the violent storm."
"Hey, Mr. Wu's metaphor is very vivid." Fan Zhihui smiled apologetically and said sincerely: "After so many years, there have been many problems in the family business. Those trivial things have made my head buzz. I'm not afraid.
You two are joking, there is a scenic spot next to you, and I didn't even take time to take a stroll."
"Then we have to cooperate so that Director Fan can have time to visit the garden in the future." Wu Yahuan was half joking, half serious.
"Oh my god, I couldn't have asked for it more!"
Fan Zhihui quickly raised his glass, and the three of them clinked together loudly.
For specific matters, Mo Yuhong and Mu Xiaolei will be arranged to contact and handle them. Standardizing management is the first step.
Fan Zhihui was overjoyed. He didn't know the importance of these two people in Ding Fan's heart.
After the matter was resolved, Fan Zhihui felt relaxed. He drank glass after glass of alcohol-free wine and talked about endless topics.
Seeing that Wu Yahuan was bored, Ding Fan still didn't handle the last glass of white wine and took a big gulp. Fan Zhihui became drunk, talking nonsense and was helped back to rest.
Ding Fan took Wu Yahuan for a walk in the scenic area.
The shadows of the trees were whirling, and the winding paths led to secluded places. The animals were not surprised when they saw no one, and they quietly watched the two people by the roadside.
Wu Yahuan held Ding Fan's arm and said with emotion: "The scenery is so beautiful, I want to move here for a while."
"If the heart is tired, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will be in vain." Ding Fan couldn't help but think of Fengman in the spiritual world.
Wu Yahuan couldn't understand the meaning of the words, so he took it for granted that he was talking about Fan Zhihui, and curled his lips and said: "Fan Zhihui is quite open-minded and can live a pure life in the future. Unlike me, who somehow became the pillar of the Wu family."
Ding Fan couldn't help it and laughed.
The Wu family has luxuriant branches, and Wu Yahuan has many children of his generation. What's more, Wu Hongquan is young and powerful, and most of the burden of the Wu family's industry rests on his shoulders.
"Don't be so narcissistic, you still have your father!" Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Hehe, my dad said that after working hard all his life, he became a part-time worker for me."
This is true, Wu Yahuan never lacks people to serve him.
"Brother Fan, stop chattering, there's a lot to be said for those five deep pools in front of you!" Witten was keenly aware of it, and his voice was a little excited.
"The five deep pools have different colors, and there are spiritual energy coming out of them," Ding Fan said.
"It is definitely a Feng Shui treasure. The good thing is that the location is suitable for the development of scenic spots. Otherwise, it would have been occupied by practicing bandits."
When you come to the five deep pools, the breath is cool and refreshing.
Under the night, the colors below the five deep pools were thick and the bottom became increasingly difficult to see. The sound of running water seemed to be mixed with some kind of melody, which made Wu Yahuan couldn't help but get closer to Ding Fan.
Red, yellow, blue, green and purple!
Under the divine eyes, the colors of the five deep pools are very obvious, crystal clear and pure, like five huge colored gems.
Spiritual energy kept coming up from below. Although it was not strong, the stirring color changed. Ding Fan stared at the pool water for a long time and then looked around.
I'm sure this was not caused by the night wind.
The subtle color differences are ever-changing, which is beautiful, but if you look carefully, you will find that among the changes in color, there are always a few shiny shapes that are fixed, but they just change their position with the fluctuation of the water surface.
Witten also noticed it and reminded: "Brother Fan, there seems to be divine light flowing in here!"
"Well, it also forms complex patterns!"
Witten immediately became excited and urged: "Brother Fan, there are no patterns here, they are either symbols or words. Hurry up, record it down!"
It is not an easy task. You need to find the divine light from various colors, divide an area, and summarize the words it forms.
Sometimes, as soon as the text is determined, it is knocked to the edge by the current and the text becomes incomplete.
So, Ding Fan simply found a high stone to sit down and concentrated on observing the five deep pools.
Wu Yahuan didn't dare to disturb him and quietly stepped aside to wait.
Fan Zhihui woke up in a daze and called the tourist area staff to ask where Ding Fan was now.
The staff member replied that Director Ding and Mr. Wu were sitting by the five deep pools.
oh!
Fan Zhihui turned over and fell asleep. Two hours later, he woke up and asked where Mr. Ding was.
Answer: Director Ding and Mr. Wu are still sitting by the five deep pools!
Fan Zhihui thought he had drunk too much, so he asked again, told Ding Dong to satisfy all his needs, and then fell asleep.
Finally, Ding Fan memorized all the words displayed by the divine light, and turned around to find that Wu Yahuan had fallen asleep leaning against the rock.
The body is slightly curled up, looking pitiful.
Ding Fan did not wake her up, but picked her up horizontally, with the wind blowing under his feet, and took her all the way back to the hotel, placed her on the big bed in the room, and then took her out the door.
Ding Fan still has something to do, which is to record the words formed by the divine light so as not to forget them and to keep them deciphered in the future.
After Ding Fan finished recording everything, Leng Ling'er read it several times and recorded it.
"Ling'er, following me will always make you suffer." Ding Fan apologized.
"You're the one who worked the hardest. I'm just taking your results as a backup." Leng Ling'er disagreed and nuzzled into the next room again, "That guy, he pretended to be asleep and woke up early."
Ding Fan chuckled, how could he not know what Wu Yahuan was thinking, firstly, he had to finish urgent matters, and secondly, he couldn't accompany her because there were guests visiting.
He is a level five spirit ghost!
Ding Fan has been following him since he entered the scenic spot. He is just a fifth-level spirit ghost, not worth mentioning!
It was still early before dawn, and Ding Fan was not sleepy, so he decided to see what this guy who was not afraid of death wanted to do.
After closing the curtains, Ding Fan sat upright. The fifth-level spirit ghost tried for a long time before rushing in.
He is an old man with completely white beard and hair, but his body is slender, his face is handsome, and his eyebrows are somewhat familiar.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Leng Ling'er asked sharply.
The spirit ghost trembled and glanced out the window. In the end, he overcame his fear and announced his home.