"Shanshan, calm down, calm down! Not everything can be accomplished with courage. Strength and wisdom are more important. Wait for the opportunity and consider the long term." Ding Fan said seriously.
After pondering for a long time, Lan Shan finally nodded, "Xiaofan, please!"
"Just because you call me such a kind person, I will spare no effort. After all, we are also a family." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Is there anything else?"
"No, let's go to training."
"Do you think I still have time to train?"
"I think that if your adoptive parents come out one day, they also hope to see you shining brightly, not just doing nothing but fighting. Shanshan, the past cannot be changed, you should seize the present and control your future."
"It's very awkward coming from your mouth."
Lan Shan smiled sweetly, then turned and left, not forgetting to gently close the door for Ding Fan.
Ding Fan also thought about the whereabouts of Lan Yaoshi and his wife. He believed that they were most likely to be kidnapped and imprisoned by the yellow demon.
In the world of spiritual practice, the position of a pharmacist is very important and highly sought-after, and he is also the target of various sects’ efforts to cultivate and win over.
Since Medicine Master Lan can produce the Resurrection Pill, his level of pharmaceutical preparation has long been far superior to that of the Master. Otherwise, the Master would not have to go to the house in person to ask for it with a smile on his face.
Looking at the Qiming Ointment in Ding Fan's hand, few people in the entire cultivation world can refine it. However, such a rare elixir came from Haishan, Huang Yao's disciple.
Huang Yao even wanted to take out a Good Fortune Pill in exchange for Ding Fan to withdraw from this dispute. The Good Fortune Pill was a super elixir, and the difficulty of refining it was already beyond imagination.
Therefore, there must be a pharmacist under the Yellow Demon who is responsible for refining various elixirs. It is very likely that they are the Blue Pharmacist and his wife. For the safety of their daughter, they endured the humiliation and had no choice but to become the slaves of the Demon Immortal.
Dongqing Mountain near Yegang Village is the base camp of the Yellow Demon, but Ding Fan has been exposed and must not set foot there easily again, otherwise, there will most likely be a tragic ending with no return.
At this moment, Cai Xin excitedly opened the door and came in. Suddenly she felt rude and forgot to knock on the door, so she went back and knocked a few more times.
"Manager Xiao Cai, what makes you so happy?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"Brother Fan, I created a business alone, a booth worth five million!" Cai Xin held up a small slap in the face, her face flushed with excitement, and she was full of a sense of accomplishment.
"Okay, our manager Xiao Cai is great. Which company is it?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"Xintiandi Group, a tens-billion-dollar enterprise, came in the morning and tried to make a business call. As a result, the chairman came to the door in person with his female secretary. They had just signed a formal contract. Deputy Manager Zhang took them to Assistant Mo
Just pay the money." Cai Xin said.
Xintiandi Group? Chairman?
Ding Fan immediately thought of one person, it was Gong Yuntian who had just seen his photo last night. This person was usually very low-key. As for the five million contract, did he come to sign in person?
Could it be that Gong Yuntian had already noticed that the Wu family was investigating him and deliberately came here to demonstrate on the pretext of purchasing a booth?
This is most likely. A company engaged in deep processing of grains has nothing to do with clothing, so there is no need to buy a booth at the expo.
"Cai Xin, you are great, keep up the good work!" Ding Fan pretended to be calm and said.
"Hehe, Brother Fan, I am studying English hard every day. Sister Qian and Sister Shan both praise my progress! Now, am I a qualified manager?"
"You're so qualified. I think she's better than your sister."
"Hmph, let her look down on me again and it will be a slap in the face!" Cai Xin was so arrogant.
“Keep up the good work, don’t be proud, and strive to reach new heights!”
"Well, I am the business department manager, I can't be looked down upon!"
Sure enough, Ding Fan guessed correctly. Not long after Cai Xin left, there was a knock on the door, and a middle-aged man with a standard Chinese character face strode in.
"Director Ding, I've heard of you for a long time. You are really young and promising." Gong Yuntian hissed, with only one mouth moving on his face, and there was no sign of sincerity.
"I have given you too much praise, Palace Director. Thank you for your support of the expo. Don't worry, I will definitely give your group a good position."
Ding Fan stood up and shook hands with Gong Yuntian warmly. His hands were very soft, and he felt the breath carefully. It was undoubtedly a normal person, but it was very reassuring.
Without calling Chi Li over, Ding Fan personally made tea for Gong Yuntian. He sat down unceremoniously, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette.
Looking at Gong Yuntian's face, he saw that it was not much different from the photo. He was an orphan. He was very talented, but his life was undoubtedly short.
After taking a sip of tea, Gong Yuntian said bluntly: "Director Ding, you have someone investigating me, right?"
"right!"
Ding Fan also crossed his legs nonchalantly, tapped his fingers on the table, and faced Gong Yuntian's gaze without fear.
Gong Yuntian hesitated for a moment. He didn't expect Ding Fan to answer so directly. After blowing out a smoke ring, he asked, "Why?"
"Qian Liben died in a car accident just after leaving Fuyao. Is this not just a coincidence?" Ding Fan asked.
"Oh, I know about this. But there are a lot of rumors outside that people commit suicide after leaving Fuyao Building. I'm afraid there are some ulterior secrets here." One corner of Gong Yuntian's mouth raised slightly, outlining a look of gloating.
smile.
"That's just a superficial appearance. If you investigate deeply, you will find abnormalities." Ding Fan disagreed and said bluntly, "Xintiandi Group was once an investor in Lanhe Village. Isn't it worthy of attention?"
"Indeed, but as early as two years ago, Xintiandi and Lanhe Village were completely settled. Qian Liben committed suicide. He couldn't think about it two years later," Gong Yuntian emphasized.
"It is precisely because Qian Liben took the initiative to crash the car that people suspected that he was under some kind of threat." Ding Fan said.
"Since the person left from Fuyao, Fuyao is obviously more suspicious." Gong Yuntian thought clearly and immediately threw the responsibility back.
"To be precise, he left my room." Ding Fan corrected.
"Haha, Manager Ding is really responsible. Are you trying to clear Fuyao's suspicion?"
"Don't you care what dark secrets he told me?"
Suddenly, Gong Yuntian gently rubbed his forehead, his eyes became dull, and Ding Fan also felt a strange aura, an inexplicable pressure coming towards his face.
The protective talisman trembled slightly, and a layer of colorless aura rippled out, protecting Ding Fan and resisting the pressure.
Gong Yuntian was really good at being able to hide his cultivation! Ding Fan had to sit up straight and move his chair back, only then did he feel better.
"Ding Fan, did you receive Master's warning yesterday?"
A completely different voice suddenly came out of Gong Yuntian's mouth. He was also a middle-aged man. He felt tired and seemed unwilling to speak.
Error in judgment!
Gong Yuntian has no cultivation level. The person in front of him is only remotely controlled by someone's mind, and he is nothing more than a carrier of messages.