The matter has already happened. Even if he knew it in advance, Ding Fan had no means to terminate the life loan contract.
After comforting Bai Yifei for a few words, Ding Fan returned to the office and sat down. It took a long time to calm down.
This is a sad story. It was the first time I came into contact with a living life-lender. He was still a good person, but he died in front of his eyes.
Damn it, so terrifying!
How did the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce detect the secrets of the life loaner? How did they control his death in a very short period of time? Also, after Qian Liben loaned life, Lanhe Village really developed very well. How could it manage the rise and fall of one party?
There may be a certain degree of coincidence here, but it is necessary for the evildoer to cause trouble behind the scenes.
There are so many mysteries with no solution at all!
Lending life is undoubtedly the secret that the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce wants to hide the most, but he heard it with his own ears. Ding Fan is sure that the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce will not give up, fearing that the new round of attacks will be more violent.
Didi!
The message on his mobile phone brought Ding Fan's thoughts back to reality. His sister sent him a photo of himself and Ye Zi at the airport, both making scissor hands. He would be boarding the plane soon!
"I wish my sister a safe journey and a triumphant return." Ding Fan quickly sent a message.
"Take time to go home and clean up."
"OK!"
"Don't go out and run around at night."
"OK!"
My sister sent me a message of disdain, but no more news.
Not caring about lunch, Ding Fan hurried downstairs and drove to Dafa Bank without taking any bodyguards.
The master said that if you are in danger, just open the safe. Ding Fan thinks that the current situation is not good, his life safety is greatly threatened, and he should go and get the treasure left by the master.
Is it a powerful golden talisman, a magic weapon for slaying demons, or a pill that can quickly improve one's cultivation?
Ding Fan fantasized beautifully, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously. No matter what the master gave him, he would not despise it. The more treasures, the more the merrier.
Dafa Bank is the largest private bank in Jingyang City. It stands in the most prosperous area of the city and has a very special shape, like a bundle of banknotes being counted.
Dafa Bank has more than a dozen branches, but only the head office undertakes the safe deposit business. Rich people are afraid of losing their treasures, so they always feel that it is safest to put them in a bank.
Ding Fan parked his car in front of the bank and was not afraid of anyone sabotaging it. The Wu family's bodyguards were definitely not far away, protecting him secretly.
Striding into the bank lobby, Ding Fan went directly to the information desk and proudly showed the key to the salesperson.
The saleswoman looked at it repeatedly and asked with a polite smile: "Sir, this is indeed the key to our bank's safe. How did you get it?"
"My friend asked me to pick up something. You know how much you trust me," Ding Fan said.
"Is there a power of attorney?"
Why do I still need a power of attorney?
Master didn’t give it to me either! He must have forgotten it!
"My friend said, just bring me the key. He also told me the password of the safe. Yes, it's safe No. 303," Ding Fan said.
"Please wait!"
The salesperson girl ran to the sales manager to explain the situation, but the sales manager did not dare to make the decision. He took out his mobile phone and called his superiors to ask if he could take away the items stored by the user with only the key.
After making many phone calls repeatedly, just when Ding Fan was waiting impatiently, the business manager came over with a professional smile and said, "Sir, your situation is quite special and requires the president's personal approval."
What I thought was a simple matter actually alarmed the president. It's all because Master has been out of touch with society for so long. He didn't issue a power of attorney or anything like that, not even a copy of his ID, but he didn't explain it clearly!
Ding Fan secretly cursed, took back the key, and asked: "Where is your president?"
"Office 909!"
The elevator is not for casual use. The business manager followed Ding Fan all the way. After entering the elevator, he swiped his card and chose the ninth floor before quickly exiting.
Arriving at the spacious and bright ninth floor, Ding Fan successfully found the president's office and knocked on the door. A middle-aged man's voice came from inside, please come in!
Ding Fan pushed the door open and walked in. It was a very large office with a usable area of more than 200 square meters. The walls were covered with calligraphy and paintings, and there were many banners. One wall was covered with bookcases, which contained not only books but also
Various souvenirs issued by the bank over the years.
Behind the large desk, sat a middle-aged bald man, wearing a suit and tie. His slightly plump figure looked very wealthy. The table card showed that his name was Min Hefa.
"Hello, President Min!" Ding Fan greeted politely.
"Hello!" Min Hefa stood up, shook hands with Ding Fan in a symbolic gesture, sat down and asked, "Do you know the name of the person who uses safe No. 303?"
"Sikong Xuan!" Ding Fan opened his mouth and came.
"By the way, what's your name?"
"Ding Fan."
With that said, Ding Fan took out his ID card and handed it over across the table. Min Hefa looked at the ID card repeatedly, then stared at Ding Fan again and again to confirm that it was him, and then handed it back.
"Well, that's right. The customer has stated that only he or Ding Fan can open the safe." Min Hefa nodded.
Ding Fan secretly rejoiced, look, how high his status is in Master's heart, the bank has a note!
"President Min, in this case, can I open the safe?" Ding Fan asked.
"Don't worry, what's your relationship with Mr. Sikong?" Min Hefa asked.
"Master-disciple relationship!" Ding Fan said without concealing it.
Min Hefa immediately laughed, cupped his hands and exclaimed: "It turns out that he is the disciple of Taoist Master Sikong, and he has been neglectful a lot."
"Are you familiar with my master?" Ding Fan asked in surprise. He didn't expect that there was a bank president in his master's social circle. No wonder Min Hefa was so cautious about taking away items.
"Ten years ago, I happened to meet Taoist Master Sikong. He was a man with a good appearance and an immortal spirit. He told me not to be an entity, but to use money to make money. So, I founded this bank, and sure enough,
My wealth has more than doubled, but I haven't even thanked him in person."
As Min Hefa spoke, he stood up and poured a cup of tea for Ding Fan, and asked with a smile: "Excuse me, where is Taoist Master Sikong now?"
"Fuyun Mountain, but his old man rarely sees visitors." Ding Fan said.
Ten years ago, it was the year when Master came down from the mountain to pick me up.
Unexpectedly, the master even took Min Hefa's photo to see him!
However, the words "money begets money" are too vague. Ding Fan would not read people's fortunes like this, so the master would probably just say it casually.
"That's such a pity, Mr. Ding, can you also read faces?" Min Hefa looked earnest and a little cautious. After all, he still cared about the treasures that Taoist Shenxuan kept here, and he wanted to verify the identity of this disciple.
The level of reading.
Ding Fan didn't point it out, he crossed his legs and said, "I learned a little bit from the master, it's not worth mentioning."
"Since you're here, could you please tell me how your fortune is lately?"
"You have enough food and clothing, you have children, and you have many romantic encounters. Do you still need a fortune teller?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.