The key point is that there is no evidence. Just speculation cannot determine what happened to Mo Yuhong. She can completely deny it. Moreover, there is no trace of evil in her body and she is just a normal human being.
The next day, Ding Fan put on a crisp suit and cool color-changing glasses, drove to Fuyao Building, and immediately went to Cai Cai's office.
"That's good, you're not late!" Cai Cai said in a strange tone.
"Hey, you are a good employee under the leadership of Manager Cai!" Ding Fan smiled apologetically, took out the dagger from his pocket and pushed it to Cai Cai, "I forgot to give it to you yesterday, thank you. Thanks to Manager Cai for leaving the sharp weapon,
Only then can I come back alive. The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten!"
"It's better to say it than to sing it! Forget it, you gave it to me in the first place, so you should keep it!" Cai Cai didn't take it, but her eyes betrayed her, and she still wanted it.
"Of course you can't take back gifts given to others. That doesn't mean the shit you pooped out will be retracted!"
"That's really disgusting. It's terrible to be uneducated." Cai Cai spat in disgust.
"When I have time, I'll treat you to a meal."
"Go out, you just finished talking about shit, and then you mentioned eating. That's enough for you." Cai Cai said angrily.
"okay!"
Ding Fan turned around and left, but Cai Cai shouted again: "Wait a minute, is that a painting you are holding?"
"Yeah, let's decorate the office." Ding Fan said.
"Open it and show it to me, don't let it be some messy stuff that will affect the company's image." Cai Cai's serious tone was actually an expression of uncontrollable curiosity.
Ding Fan opened the painting in front of him. The picture was just the Fuyao Building. Cai Cai turned around with his hands behind his back and nodded: "The painting is not bad. It shows concern for the group. Did you find someone to paint it specially?"
"Of course, my fiery red heart is swinging." Ding Fan patted his chest and asked: "Manager Cai, if you like it, let it hang in your room!"
"Are you sincerely giving it to me?" Cai Cai asked.
"Absolutely sincere!"
"Then I reluctantly accepted it."
Looking at this tone, it seemed that she had been wronged. Ding Fan didn't care about her, opened the door and called two brothers, and hung the oil painting on the wall with a clanking sound.
Cai Cai didn't know much about art, but hanging a painting in the room seemed to raise the level a bit, not to mention that the content of the painting was Fuyao Building. Cai Cai finally showed a smile that was rare and generous: "Xiao Dingding, here you go
It’s a privilege, as long as it’s not too far from the building, you can go about your own business.”
"Thank you. Manager Cai is so kind to me. I love you so much." Ding Fan exaggerated.
"You can talk so casually, let's go out!" Cai Cai raised her hand in disgust.
Back in the office, Ding Fan just crossed his legs and fiddled with his cell phone for a while when there was a knock on the door. It was Gu Qiang who found time to avoid Cai Cai's supervision and come in.
"Brother Fan, everything at home has been arranged, and I have nothing to worry about. Please tell me if you have anything to do!" Gu Qiang stood up straight and said with a serious expression.
"We are just brothers, don't be so polite." Ding Fan waved his hand and asked again: "Have you practiced martial arts recently?"
"I keep practicing every night, and the effect is really good. My fists are stronger, and my mental state is also different." Gu Qiang said excitedly.
"Come here and let me take a look." Ding Fan sat up straight.
Gu Qiang came over, Ding Fan held his wrist and felt it carefully. The breath in his body was indeed very smooth. It can be imagined that he practiced Kung Fu very diligently. But it was still far from the real Kung Fu.
"Brother Fan, what's wrong?" Gu Qiang asked.
"It's not enough. The breath only floats on the surface and must penetrate into the muscles." Ding Fan said seriously.
"I will practice hard, but I feel like I have nothing to do and feel uncomfortable." Gu Qiang did not hide it. Ding Fan helped him do a lot, and he was always thinking about how to repay him.
"Don't worry, I'll give you this bottle of elixir. Take one pill every night, don't take more." Ding Fan took out the body-strengthening elixir, which contained dozens of pills, and gave it directly to Gu Qiang.
Pill?
Gu Qiang's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Thank you, Brother Fan. Is it a unique elixir?"
"Yes, it's produced by Daoxuanmen, and it's called Strengthening Pill."
"Thank you Brother Fan, I will definitely become a strong warrior." Gu Qiang is full of confidence. Meeting Ding Fan is the best luck sent by God.
"You still need to train your mind well and stay calm in times of crisis." Ding Fan warned.
"I understand!"
Gu Qiang nodded heavily, and then whispered: "Brother Fan, something happened in Wei Meng Hall. I really didn't ask about it specifically. My classmate took the initiative to come to me for dinner and accidentally mentioned it."
"What happened?" Ding Fan asked, and he guessed that it must have something to do with the pursuit in Daxi Village.
"A large number of people were injured and hospitalized, including Tu Ze. They said they were massacred by another gang." Gu Qiang said.
It was Brother Fan who took care of him and beat him to pieces. Ding Fan didn't criticize him. It was better for Gu Qiang to be simple. If he knew too much, he would easily cause trouble.
"That classmate of yours knows a lot!"
"A small person works hard, but is easily ignored, and even his words are ignored." Gu Qiang understood this.
"Gu Qiang, don't be impatient. When we gather enough strength, we will completely uproot Masan's group." Ding Fan's face was covered with a layer of murderous aura.
"I believe Brother Fan." Gu Qiang nodded heavily.
Cai Cai kept a close eye on her, so Gu Qiang didn't dare to stay any longer. He chatted for a few words and then left. Ding Fan turned on his phone, flipped to the oil painting of a golden rice field he had taken, and continued to analyze it.
The other party can carry out sorcery invasion through a painting, not only the aura on it, but also other mysteries.
The so-called cracking, like programming, requires reverse thinking. Only by seeing through the secret of this painting can we find a way to really wake up Yan Xiaoming and ensure Bai Yifei's safety.
It goes without saying that the evil spell performed by the other party is very subtle. It only invades the dream world, but there is no trace of evil in the victim.
I don't know how long it took, but there was another knock on the door. This time it was Fang Meiqian who came in. The moment he opened the door, Ding Fan saw several pairs of eyes, all of which were filled with envy.
Ding Fan is so awesome. In a small office, not only is the female president of the group visiting, but now even the director of the fashion department is here, and they are all beautiful women. There is no way he can stop his luck.
After closing the door, Fang Meiqian sat down and asked seriously: "Xiaofan, it was inconvenient to speak last night. Tell me, can Lin Yu be saved?"
"Why did Sister Qian say this?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"Hey, how should I put it? He was so happy that he got your 50,000 yuan, and he didn't fall asleep at the end of the night. He kept sending me messages, saying that he met someone like Bole Zhiyin." Fang Meiqian couldn't help but smile bitterly when she talked about this.
"It's normal for your work to be recognized." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"But we are all adults, and he always gives people the impression that he is immature. Besides, you chose a few paintings and meant to help your friends, but he can't even tell." Fang Meiqian hummed.
There was a sound.
"Do you love him?" Ding Fan looked directly into Fang Meiqian's eyes and asked seriously.