Ding Fan shook his head. He was unfamiliar with the name of this organization. He had just come down from the mountain for a few months and needed to accumulate a lot of knowledge.
"The business hunting organization specializes in hunting high-quality commercial assets. Its goal is to control wealth and then control the world. I am one of them." Mo Yuhong said.
"You must have sworn a poisonous oath, why did you leak the secret?" Ding Fan laughed.
"Well, since you came, everything has been disrupted. Feifei used to obey my words and everything was developing according to the original plan. But because of you, Feifei made many extraordinary moves and even led a wolf into the house.
Now, my plan has completely failed. To tell you the truth, I am planning to leave Fuyao because I am too tired." Mo Yuhong let out a long sigh.
"You want Fuyao, right?" Ding Fan said.
"right!"
"How to get it? You are like me. You are not a shareholder yet? You just have a decent-looking position."
"None of this matters. I have been helping Fuyao grow, with the goal of turning it into the highest quality asset. When the time comes, someone will naturally take away Fuyao. At that time, I will be the chairman of Fuyao." Mo Yuhong said.
Got it, so Mo Yuhong, like Bai Yifei, is both concerned about the development of Fuyao. Ding Fan asked again, "There are many companies richer than Fuyao, and there are many so-called high-quality assets."
"No, the main components of Fuyao are Bai Yifei and his daughter. Although the four major families are huge, they involve too many interested parties and it is difficult to deal with them. The real goal is to use Fuyao as the starting point and then acquire the four major families.
Eventually, the entire business district in Jingyang will be under the control of the hunting organization." Mo Yuhong said.
Awesome! Ding Fan applauded and praised, "The goal is clear, the ambition is lofty, and the story is very exciting. It would be a shame if you don't write a book."
"Everything I said is true." Mo Yuhong's face turned red and she almost shouted.
"Nonsense, it's a waste of time to talk to you!"
Ding Fan stood up again. This time, Mo Yuhong didn't pull him away, and his face was full of frustration. Ding Fan's shrewdness and penetrating gaze were beyond her expectations.
"Assistant Mo, regarding the underground palace, I just want to remind you that if you don't want others to know about it, you have to do it yourself. I have no interest in spreading your perverted hobbies, let alone intervening. I don't care if you want to stay in Fuyao, but
You have to remember one thing, if you take Sister Feifei to see any oil paintings again, I will never let you go. If you don’t believe me, just give it a try."
Afterwards, Ding Fan walked through the living room, took the elevator downstairs, and walked away.
Mo Yuhong stood on the balcony, watching Ding Fan's Hummer drive away gradually, sighing again and again, but it could not calm her tangled and irritable mood.
When we returned to Fuyunju, it was only after nine o'clock. Wu Yahuan followed Ding Fan into his room and sat by the bed without saying a word.
"Sister Huan, what's going on?" Ding Fan asked with a smile.
"I'm very honest with you, but you hide a lot of things from me." Wu Yahuan rolled his eyes.
"Well, Mo Yuhong has some thoughts about you. She feels that you are too strong and think that you are the master of Fuyao, which makes her feel very threatened. I just went to comfort her. After all, it is the time when she is employing people, and she is also a talented person.
." Ding Fan said.
"I'm not the master, am I still her?" Wu Yahuan was very disdainful, "It's so simple, why do you still need to go home?"
"She also has some emotional problems. She is unrequitedly in love with a man and wants me to help with her fortune telling to see if there will be any results."
"These are completely two different things!"
"Mo Yuhong is ambitious. Of course she wants that man to help her advance to a higher level in Fuyao. Oh, she didn't say who the man is, but he is probably a business tycoon."
"Humph, a part-time worker really takes himself seriously." Wu Yahuan was disdainful.
"If you say that, Brother Fan, as a migrant worker, is also very hurt."
"Haha, you are different. You work in name only, but you own two companies, one with 5 million and the other with 500 million. You are simply an invisible rich man." Wu Yahuan laughed and felt better.
"By the way, Sister Huan, there are no obstacles in convening companies to attend the reception, right?" Ding Fan asked.
"The report about the rich family had a certain influence. Compared with the time when grandma celebrated her birthday, the staff size was reduced by two-thirds! But I heard that it is your project, Gui Qingyue, and Winger all said they would definitely come, as well as Fang Pengyuan
, Mai Xuefeng and Hai Guanghui, these cunning guys who never take sides, also agreed to come to the reception." Wu Yahuan said.
"It seems that I have a lot of face." Ding Fan said proudly.
"Unknowingly, you have managed a lot of connections, which is the first step towards success." Wu Yahuan praised, then apologized: "Xiaofan, I'm sorry, I used your name without your permission.
.”
"It's nothing. On the surface, this is my project, but I'm embarrassed to ask everyone to follow suit." Ding Fan waved his hand.
"I also need to improve my voice at home. You know, maybe one day my dream will really come true." Wu Yahuan said meaningfully.
Wu Yahuan went back to the house to practice, but Ding Fan still had a lot of things to do. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and looked through his phone, analyzing the photos taken from the secret room at the top of Lanyu Mountain.
The strange symbols and text always felt familiar and familiar. After a long time, Ding Fan finally remembered it and quickly took out the piece of paper from under the pillow.
What was recorded above was the strange symbol on the road sign in the Ghost Land. Unexpectedly, it was almost the same as the symbol on the wall of the secret room!
Comparing the spirit texts, Ding Fan carefully identified them. He didn't know how long it had been before he finally got the answer.
The road sign shows that ahead is the Ghostly Fog Forest, difficulty level, level one, danger, zero. Those who are not determined will get lost in it and never come out.
Since there is no danger, Ding Fan feels a lot more relieved. As for losing himself, he is not worried. He sets the alarm and will come out naturally when the time is up.
Taking out the Ghost Realm Manual, Ding Fan hesitated again and again and finally put it down.
You must have a sense of urgency. You cannot predict what will happen when you enter the ghost land at night. It is better to choose a bright day, preferably at noon, to venture into the ghost land.
Leng Ling'er had long since left Ding Fan's body and was shuttled back and forth in the soul card, very excited. Luo Chenxing and Gu Chunmei, the two unlucky spirit ghosts, must have been tortured by her and wished they could disappear as soon as possible and never come back to the world again.
"Ling'er, forget it for now!" Ding Fan couldn't help but remind him.
"Haha, I'm forcing them to apologize, with an apology letter of more than 10,000 words." Leng Ling'er laughed.
"Oh, you are also very perverted."
"You don't have to show any mercy when dealing with playboys and traitors who betray the sect."
Leng Ling'er said, and directly pulled Gu Chunmei out of the soul card, and tore it into pieces several times. After the yin energy gathered again, she slapped her again so hard that her face turned into a twist, which made Ding Fan look at him for a while.
I was so frightened that I couldn't bear to look directly.