Ding Fan originally planned to take Wu Yahuan with him, but after much thought, he gave up the idea.
Zhang Shancui is insignificant, but it involves Hai Guanghui's lifelong privacy. He definitely doesn't want others to get involved.
Eating snacks and chatting along the way, Hai Guanghui did not hide anything. Since he took his grandfather to the cemetery, his luck has indeed been very smooth. The turnover has increased by 20%, and the disputes have been reduced by half.
Of course, all of this is thanks to Ding Fan. No, he has a friend who bought a piece of land and plans to build a building. When the time comes, he will ask Ding Fan to help plan the Feng Shui pattern, and the remuneration is good.
Ding Fan readily agreed, knowing in his heart that this was Hai Guanghui's attempt to make money for himself, and this friend was worth keeping close.
While in the shopping mall, Hai Guanghui was not deaf or blind, and he also told a lot of inside information from hearsay, including one involving Ding Fan. As a friend, he didn't want to pretend not to know, so he told them all.
"Brother, have you completely offended the rich family?" Hai Guanghui asked.
"That's right!" Ding Fan did not deny it and explained: "I didn't want to offend them either. It's not like Fu Dongyang is that trash. He has always held a grudge against me and tried every possible means to kill me. He can't just stand and stretch out honestly.
Let your neck die!"
"The news from the outside world is that you repeatedly beat Fu Dongyang and hospitalized him, which caused quite a stir in the circle of the rich second generation." Hai Guanghui said directly, and added: "By the way, Fu Dongyang was hospitalized again the day before yesterday.
The person was kicked hard twice, and there were cracks on the pelvis. I am skeptical about this statement, kicking injuries should not have such consequences!"
Brother Fan took the shot with a steel knife, so he had to be merciful, otherwise, his pelvis would have definitely turned into a broken pelvis full of cracks, and Fu Dongyang would have started living in a wheelchair.
"Evil will be punished." Ding Fan smiled coldly.
"Fu Dongyang didn't say who did the beating, but secret rumors from the outside world indicate that you did it too," Hai Guanghui continued.
"The rich fat man is a mad dog. He bites me and won't let go. In the past few days, I have been accompanying guests from far away and never left. Many people can prove it."
Of course Ding Fan would not admit that he and Wu Yahuan once attacked Qingming Island at night. Not only Fu Dongyang was injured that night, but also the smelly Taoist priest and many bodyguards. In this battle, the rich family suffered heavy losses and were in a very embarrassing situation.
"Well, otherwise I would have taken you to Yegang Village a long time ago." Hai Guanghui nodded and hinted, "Brother, don't blame me for talking too much. Beauty is a disaster. It's better for us to protect ourselves."
Because of the debt collection incident, Hai Guanghui didn't have a good impression of Bai Yifei. He just wanted to save Ding Fan's face and didn't want to worry about it. In his opinion, the reason why Fu Dongyang was with Ding Fan was because he wanted to move out and stand in the way of Bai Yifei.
stumbling block.
Beauty is a curse, of course, referring to Bai Yifei. Because of her arrogant beauty and wealth, she is coveted by many young men. It is understandable that this group hates Ding Fan, a bodyguard who is in the way.
No matter what others think, Ding Fan's original intention to protect Bai Yifei will not change, unless one day, sister Feifei no longer needs him!
At two o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at Yegang Village. This was Ding Fan's third time here.
Village director Qin Fu had been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time, looking eagerly. Behind him were hundreds of villagers, who were all eagerly waiting. With so many people gathered together, it looked like a formation, much like welcoming an inspection group sent by their superiors.
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As soon as Hai Guanghui got off the car, Qin Fu rushed forward, shook hands tightly, and choked with tears: "Boss Hai, finally, I finally got you!"
The smile on Hai Guanghui's face was uglier than crying. Before Qin Fu could continue to speak, a strong man rushed over and rolled up his sleeves, not to fight, but to show the scars on his wrists.
"Look, I was bitten so badly by Zhang Shancui, a big piece of my skin fell off!" the strong man complained.
"I still have a big bump on my head from her beating!" A little boy also squeezed forward. He could see clearly without using his fingers that there was a bump as big as an egg on his forehead.
"You're so cruel to even beat a child!" Qin Fu from the side cheered up.
"She scratched me all over here!" A village woman in a floral gown pointed at her chest and gestured to take off her clothes. Hai Guanghui quickly stopped her, knowing that she must not do it.
"My window glass was all broken!"
"The guard dog has his teeth knocked out and can only drink the wind!"
"My grandfather was beaten by his hair and scolded until he wanted to die. He can't get over it. He's still lying down now!"
"..."
The villagers complained and denounced Zhang Shancui. The waves were getting higher and higher. Hai Guanghui's head was covered with black lines. He really wanted to get back into the car and escape from here.
I had thought that Zhang Shancui's behavior was very bad, but I didn't expect that it was so bad that it was so outrageous that he was a disaster to Yegang Village.
"Stop arguing, what are you talking about? I was beaten with a cane every three days, and the pickle jar in the yard was smashed, but I didn't even dare to fart!"
Qin Fu yelled, it was the village director after all, he calmed down the villagers and they all retreated.
"Actually, I'm in the worst position. I was hit with a stick here, and my mother-in-law called me a coward all day long." Qin Fu pointed to his crotch, with an expression that was typical of life.
"Hey, Director Qin, your problem will be cured in a few days, and it hasn't hurt the roots. We, Director Hai, came here personally to solve the problem and advise everyone not to cause trouble." Ding Fan stepped forward and said with a smile.
"Oh, I really can't control it. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother Boss Hai and you all to go there." Qin Fu sighed.
Hai Guanghui came with Guangming. Qin Fu asked the villagers to disperse and go about their business. Then he personally led Hai Guanghui and others through the small village to find Zhang Shancui.
At the foot of the mountain, a dilapidated small earthen house is Zhang Shancui's new home. It is not that he has not taken care of it well. Looking at the entire Yegang Village, the conditions of this house are considered very good.
Qin Fu just pointed from a distance, then stopped, with a look of fear on his face, because he was really afraid of coming into contact with Zhang Shancui at close range.
Seeing this scene, Hai Guanghui also looked worried. An eighty-two-year-old old man was certainly vulnerable. The key was that at such an age, no one dared to lay a finger on her.
Ding Fan chuckled, walked ahead with his hands behind his back, and opened the wood door of the small courtyard!
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhang Shancui walked out with strong steps on crutches, holding her head high.
Zhang Shancui has changed. She has long white hair tied up behind her head and her face is very clean. Because she is rich, her clothes are better than those of the villagers. The style looks like a Tang suit.
"Are you that college student?" Zhang Shancui laughed when he saw Ding Fan.
"Old man, I have a very good memory. Yes, it's me, Ding Fan. You can call me Xiao Ding or Xiao Fan." Ding Fan stepped forward, held Zhang Shancui's hand, and secretly injected a trace of vitality in order to make the old lady
My mood calmed down.
"Educated young men are just pleasing to the eye, unlike those fools in the village who look like they deserve a beating," Zhang Shancui said.