Of course, Zhang Xueyan's facial features are very good, and her intelligence is also quite outstanding. You don't need to ask to know that she is a top student who graduated from a prestigious university.
It's just that she is greedy for vanity and is willing to be tainted by money, and she becomes the little lover of the old man and the tool used by the little man.
"Secretary Zhang, judging from the palm reading, you have a younger brother who is in very bad health."
Ding Fan pointed at a fine line in the brothers' palace, and then pointed at an extended wealth line, and continued: "The wealth line is broken by the brothers' lines. Your money must have been spent on your brother. Not only are you
She is a good person and a good sister."
Zhang Xueyan was stunned on the spot, sincerely admiring Ding Fan's ability to read faces. Her eye circles instantly turned red, and she choked slightly and said: "Three years ago, he got a strange disease, ALS. He went to all the big hospitals and spent a lot of money.
I've had countless surgeries, but they can't be cured at all. Now I can even walk with a limp, which really hurts me."
"With all due respect, the feng shui of a rich family's ancestral graves is very selective. There is really something wrong with your ancestral graves! There is a smelly ditch nearby, which is especially serious in summer. Find a feng shui master to move the graves quickly.
Otherwise, your brother will not survive for two years." Ding Fan asserted.
ah!
Zhang Xueyan was dumbfounded. She didn't know the situation of the smelly ditch, but her brother's condition became particularly serious in summer. He shivered from the cold when the air conditioner was turned on, and he got sores from the heat when he didn't turn it on. He suffered a lot.
Ding Fan discovered this not from palmistry but from the three fortunes above Zhang Xueyan's head after activating his Dharma Eyes. There was obviously turbidity in the ancestral fortunes and the shape of ditches. He then added: "Your brother is a handsome guy.
, he’s also quite talented, what a pity!”
"He likes to compose music and plays the guitar, and he is very artistic. But now, he can't do anything. He just stays at home every day, standing in front of the window sill and looking out. He is lonely and helpless. Everyone who sees him feels pitiful." Zhang Xueyan said.
, in the end I couldn’t hold back my tears.
"Don't cry yet. The key point is to move the grave. Maybe his health will improve." Ding Fan emphasized again.
"But I don't know where the ancestral grave is?"
"Your parents must know that you have a nevus on your forehead. Are you from out of town?" Ding Fan said.
Regardless of Ding Fan's presence, Zhang Xueyan immediately took out her mobile phone and talked to her parents on the phone. She still spoke in dialect, including many vulgar words. This shows that the proud and confident female secretary's appearance in front of others is also fake.
The call lasted for more than twenty minutes, and Ding Fan couldn't quite understand it. He yawned endlessly out of boredom and was about to fall asleep.
"Ding Fan, you are right. I just heard my dad say that there is a chemical factory built in my hometown, which is like a sewage channel. It passes by the mountain of the ancestral grave." Zhang Xueyan said excitedly.
"Well, hurry up and ask for leave to go back and deal with it. It's not easy to make money, so it's understandable to spend it on medical treatment, but wouldn't it be better if the problem could be solved?" Ding Fan thoughtfully said.
Tears welled up in Zhang Xueyan's eyes again, and a warm current surged in her heart. Looking at the little man in front of her, her emotions became extremely complicated for a moment.
How to repay kindness with kindness?
Slowly lighting up a cigarette, but her trembling hands could not reach her mouth. Zhang Xueyan looked at her watch uneasily. After struggling for a while, she finally couldn't help but said: "Ding Fan, leave quickly! Don't go back to Hengfu.
In a building, go to a place with many people so that people can see you. The more people, the better.”
"Does it mean that I will be in danger soon?" Ding Fan asked.
"If you are asked to leave, leave quickly, otherwise it will be too late." Zhang Xueyan said anxiously.
"Tell me why, otherwise, I will have to rely on you tonight." Ding Fan also looked at his watch. It was a quarter of an hour before nine o'clock, which was the time Fu Dongyang's group chose to take action.
"I deliberately lied to you, so that's alright!"
"Why did you lie to me?" Ding Fan sneered.
"They planned a conspiracy against you. In order to execute it smoothly, they deliberately asked me to trick you here. I am not a good person. If you don't leave, you will go to jail!" Zhang Xueyan slapped the table and roared.
Snap!
Ding Fan clapped his hands and laughed, "Secretary Zhang, if you can say this, it proves that your conscience is still intact and you can still be saved. I won't argue with you. In fact, I have guessed it a long time ago. Please invite me out."
, there will be no good intentions."
"Then why do you dare to come?" Zhang Xueyan asked in surprise.
"Life is boring, and I want to watch a big show. But your level is not up to par, and there are so many ways in which I can hardly cooperate anymore."
"Ding Fan, I beg you, leave quickly! I dare not provide you with proof. You can only escape on your own when you are here with me. When the time comes, I will say that you insisted on leaving. Don't blame me.
"The rich people are cruel and will not let me go, and they may even harm my poor brother." Zhang Xueyan said.
"You don't need to provide me with proof, the show is about to take place. It's a pity that I can't be there to watch it in person." Ding Fan still sat still.
"Do you know everything?" Zhang Xueyan asked.
"Of course, I am a fortune teller. I have already calculated that if someone wants to put a bucket of shit on my head tonight, it is simply wishful thinking. The rich family will definitely stink." Ding Fan snorted coldly.
"You are such a terrible opponent." Zhang Xueyan said sincerely. For some reason, she felt relieved. Before the cigarette was about to be extinguished, she finally took a few puffs.
At 9:10, Ding Fan took out another mobile phone, and a message from Wu Yahuan appeared on it, with only one emoticon, yeah!
There is nothing that Sister Huan cannot handle!
Ding Fan then stood up, ignoring Zhang Xueyan who was silent, and went downstairs.
The waitress didn't dare to stop him, and let Ding Fan go out, get into the Hummer, and quickly drive away on the small street.
Zhang Xueyan stood at the window, looked at the Hummer going away, sighed slightly, then took out her mobile phone and called Fu Dongyang. As you can imagine, Fu Dongyang had turned off his phone.
Sitting down again, Zhang Xueyan drank the remaining red wine in one breath. Then she rushed into the bathroom and washed her body over and over again, but it seemed that she couldn't get it clean.
Finally, Zhang Xueyan covered her face, leaned against the wall, and burst into tears again.
Ding Fan did not return to the Hengfu Building immediately. Instead, he drove his car around the street and filled up his car with gas along the way.
It wasn't until almost ten o'clock in the evening that Ding Fan went back to rest. In front of the building, two security guards were wiping the blood on the street. They seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood in the air.
After successfully parking the car in the underground garage, Ding Fan took the elevator and returned to the office.
Wu Yahuan was sitting on the boss's chair playing mobile games as usual, as if nothing had happened.
"Sister Huan, did you really kill someone?" Ding Fan asked.
"He's not dead, he's being rescued in the hospital!" Wu Yahuan said disapprovingly.
"It's really a collision. I thought you would stop the car in advance." Ding Fan frowned. They are all ruthless characters, and Wu Yahuan was even more ruthless.
"Since they are unkind, why bother talking to them about loyalty? They deserve to die. See for yourself!"