Fu Dongyang has done this before, without success, but now he is doing it again. This guy is like a dead kid who fell into a well and is completely hopeless!
"When I get the chance, I must make Fu Dongyang fear me from the bottom of his heart." Ding Fan's tone was cold, and he was so annoyed.
"Xiaofan, you shouldn't keep Lan Shan by your side, she is very dangerous." Wu Yahuan reminded.
"No, it is more dangerous if she is not by my side. On the contrary, I feel that Masan will not take action easily when she is around." Ding Fan said.
"It makes sense, just be careful in everything!" Wu Yahuan said, then rubbed his arm, "Xiaofan, I didn't get up until three o'clock in the afternoon today. I still feel very tired, and my body still hurts inexplicably, as if I exercised too much."
This was the sequelae left behind after Leng Ling'er invaded his body. Of course Ding Fan couldn't tell him, otherwise Wu Yahuan would definitely have real fear from the bottom of his heart.
Of course, Ding Fan will never allow Leng Ling'er to invade Wu Yahuan again. The solution is simple, just an amulet.
As soon as he said it, Ding Fan immediately drew an amulet and asked Wu Yahuan to wear it. If he wanted Leng Ling'er to follow the rules, he might have to spend some time.
Wu Yahuan originally planned to visit his second brother with Ding Fan tonight, and had said hello in advance, but Ding Fan almost got into a traffic accident, so this matter could only be discussed later.
That night, Ding Fan did nothing but practice and sleep.
The souls of Wei Lang and Bian Mengcai hidden in the soul cards cannot be released casually, because it is not clear how to put them in, and they cannot be allowed to wander around the room.
Ding Fan didn't want to release Leng Ling'er who was in the Soul Collection Flag. Without the spirit ghost possessing him, it would be very troublesome to talk to him, and she wouldn't be too cooperative either.
It's better to do business first, and don't let people think that Brother Fan only knows how to read faces and doesn't do anything else.
After going to work, Ding Fan immediately found Bai Yifei and told Chairman Huang Fu's suggestion to hold a fashion expo. Whether it could be done or not would have to be decided by business elite Sister Feifei.
Bai Yifei was surprised. As the president of the Tangtang United Chamber of Commerce, Huang Fu could actually help Ding Fan come up with ideas and solutions. It was so unexpected.
"Xiaofan, do you have a close relationship with Chairman Huang?" Bai Yifei asked.
"It seems to be just normal. We had a light meal together in his hotel office last night. There were eight side dishes on the plate, and the steamed buns were one bite at a time. Alas, I wasn't even full." Ding Fan complained.
This is just average. Who in the industry doesn't know that Huang Fu doesn't eat alone with entrepreneurs. The last time he was able to buy Jian Fangfang's face, it surprised Bai Yifei, but it was only with a few people.
"The idea of the expo is very good, but the approval procedures are very difficult and involve dozens of departments," Bai Yifei said.
"Well, President Huang has said that he will coordinate the venue and procedures," Ding Fan said.
Bai Yifei's heart trembled again. So far, she had only seen Huang Fu commit to Jian Fangfang's project.
Without asking clearly, she always felt that she was not trustworthy. Bai Yifei said seriously, "President Huang is giving his full support. Xiaofan, I still don't understand why he is so good to you?"
"Sister Feifei, don't tell anyone about this," Ding Fan said mysteriously.
"Of course I will keep it a secret!" Bai Yifei nodded.
"Actually, it's very simple. President Huang has a son, did you know?"
"Well, Huang Yongping." Bai Yifei opened her mouth.
"Yes, that's him. We have a good relationship, good buddies. Chairman Huang hopes that I, an outstanding young man with ideals and ambitions, can save Huang Yongping, a young man who has fallen into disgrace." Ding Fan said seriously, with his chest held high.
Bai Yifei chuckled. She didn't realize that Ding Fan had any lofty ambitions, and he was good at being glib. But in this way, it made sense. Huang Fu helped Ding Fan, but he was actually changing his direction to pave the way for his son.
"That's good!"
Bai Yifei felt relieved and called Mo Yuhong to tell President Huang's suggestion to hold a fashion expo in Jingyang City.
Mo Yuhong was very excited and of course fully agreed. With the name of the International Fashion Association and the support of President Huang, the fashion expo will definitely be able to achieve scale, quality and influence!
"Sisters, I'm still confused. What should I do with a fashion expo? Also, it's just an exhibition, how can I make money?" Ding Fan asked confused.
"The main income of the expo is, of course, attracting foreign investment and renting booths. In addition, it can also sell advertisements, promote products, etc. Of course, as far as the organizer is concerned, increasing the reputation and prestige itself increases the corporate value."
Mo Yuhong talked eloquently and said many things at once. She is an expert in this field and has done in-depth research. Ding Fan suddenly realized that holding an exhibition is a project to make quick money. No wonder he always sees this aspect.
information.
"The key point is, how can our group make money from it? Otherwise, I don't want to be busy!" Ding Fan said.
Bai Yifei was very moved. Ding Fan, who became the head of the office and whose salary had entered the ranks of senior white-collar workers, still considered Fuyao at every turn. This quality was rare and valuable.
Mo Yuhong was also moved by Ding Fan. The best employee of the year was none other than Ding Fan. She said: "Fuyao hopes to fully participate in the exhibition, preferably as a co-organizer. Of course, regarding the investment in hosting the exhibition,
You can bear it in equal amounts."
"It's absolutely fine to invest appropriately." Bai Yifei agreed.
"There's no problem. Kylena is probably sleeping now. I'll call her tonight and talk about it in detail." Ding Fan said with a relaxed smile.
The International Fashion Council cannot be bypassed. If you don't agree, no matter how hard you negotiate, it will be useless. Mo Yuhong left and went back to prepare a simple project report, but Ding Fan did not leave immediately. He sat on the sofa and scratched his head, as if he had something to say that was hard to say.
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"Xiaofan, you're not an outsider. If you have anything to say, just say it." Bai Yifei said with a smile.
"I think to further improve your driving skills, you need a coach." Ding Fan laughed along with him.
"Okay. Xiaofan, can you tell me why?"
A look of worry appeared on Bai Yifei's face. Huang Yongping was a racing driver, and Ding Fan was walking very close to him, so it was natural that he would join in.
Racing not only costs money, it also requires understanding and caution.
"I almost had a car accident last night. Two cars blocked me at a traffic intersection and hit me. Fortunately, I was lucky and not in danger. Therefore, I think I should improve my driving skills so that I can face such a dangerous situation calmly again.
"Ding Fan said.
Bai Yifei's expression suddenly changed. Although Ding Fan said it calmly, this was a blatant murder. If Ding Fan had made a mistake, Bai Yifei felt particularly uncomfortable just thinking about it.
Snapped!
Bai Yifei slammed the table with her little hand, and Bai Yifei's face turned cold and she said angrily, "Did the rich family instigate this?"