"Even if Xiaofan doesn't come to my place, there won't be many changes." Bai Yifei sighed, "I had a phone call with Ding Wan today, and she told me that Xiaofan must abide by the teacher's orders when it comes to marriage choices.
, maybe he will return to Fuyun Mountain and take over the position of leader."
"Whatever he wants, huh, it's best if Wu Yahuan's work is in vain and let Ding Fan marry Sikong Ye, who can't even recognize the word!" Cai Cai said fiercely.
Bai Yifei shook her head, with helplessness in her expression. This Cai Cai didn't understand the key point of her words at all. Why did Ding Wan frequently emphasize Ding Fan's marriage to her?
Everyone knows that Ding Fan doesn't like Sikong Ye, but who he really loves, I'm afraid only he knows.
Cai Cai didn't speak anymore, and Bai Yifei also remained silent. In this way, they drove the car back to the Haikuo Tiankong Villa area and rested separately.
Wu Yahuan was racing all the way, and the two returned to Fuyunju. Ding Fan kicked off his shoes and fell on the sofa.
"Xiaofan, what can I do for you?" Wu Yahuan touched his forehead distressedly, but fortunately, it was not hot.
"Hey, Sister Huan, please help me settle the accounts. Today's money is too much to count." Ding Fan said with a smile.
Wu Yahuan also laughed and said angrily, "Three hundred million has become 1.8 billion. With more than 10 billion in charge, few people can match the speed at which you make money."
"Where did the 1.8 billion come from? Shares cannot be counted as money. If I sell them, not only will the shareholders disagree, but President Huang will hunt me down from all corners of the world." Ding Fan said with a grimace.
Wu Yahuan was laughed out loud and praised: "Haha, you are right to think about it this way. While building the martial arts center, you are also trying to find ways to use money to make money. As long as you make a profit, your worth will rise. I'm afraid it will never turn from virtual to real."
day?"
"Yes, keep working hard and strive to be on par with Sister Huan as soon as possible!" Ding Fan said seriously, "I have to rely on Sister Huan for everything. You give me your orders."
"How dare I? Let's ask Bai Yifei. Through this financing, Fuyao and she are both big winners. The investment of 500 million has become 1.2 billion, and her personal assets have increased by more than 400 million. Just wait,
The news about beautiful and wealthy CEOs will be overwhelming again! But all the real rich people are very low-key!" Wu Yahuan curled her lips and complained.
Aren't they all rich people with a net worth of over 100 million? What's true or false? Ding Fan doesn't understand the calculation.
"Sister Huan, today's money has not been put to use. To be honest, I value the International Fashion Fair more, and the money I made has really fallen into my pocket." Ding Fan said.
"I asked briefly about the situation. According to the current trend, if the International Fashion Association can fulfill its promise, you may receive 50 million." Wu Yahuan gave a slap in the face.
"Yeah! One hundred million, Brother Fan is so powerful!" Ding Fan raised his arms and cheered.
Wu Yahuan stroked his forehead and sighed, Ding Fan's happiness is so simple, he can only achieve this if he has 100 million.
A few words of ridicule are unavoidable, but Wu Yahuan does not really underestimate Ding Fan. Her money comes from her family, and she gets it for nothing. But Ding Fan earned it through his own skills, and only in these few months, no one is better than him.
of young people.
After returning to his room and taking a shower, Ding Fan was about to take a rest when a call came in.
Ding Fan's heart skipped a beat when he saw the name displayed on his phone. It was Ling Zifeng.
He had no choice but to answer the call. After Ding Fan answered the call, he said politely: "Brother Ling, how are you doing these days?"
"Still the same as before, just alive." Ling Zifeng said calmly.
"Any arrangements?" Ding Fan asked tentatively.
"Give me some face, don't be like her. Even though she has ambitions, she hasn't put them into action yet. There are some things she can't help herself with," Ling Zifeng said.
"you are right……"
"You are so smart, you should understand who it is. I didn't promise her a future because I couldn't let go of Xiaotian. And she will never understand the feelings of a father. She and I will never be on the same road after all." Ling Zifeng
His tone was cold.
Ding Fan's heart suddenly stirred up a storm. The woman Ling Zifeng was talking about must be Mo Yuhong! I never expected that the two of them were an inseparable couple.
Mo Yuhong has deep feelings for Ling Zifeng, and there is no doubt that Ling Zifeng's masculine charm can definitely conquer many women easily. Mo Yuhong is arrogant, and the only thing that can make her follow her hard is
A man like Ling Zifeng.
However, Ling Zifeng had a deep affection for his son Ling Aotian. Even if his son turned into a shell, he could not accept Mo Yuhong, let alone have a child with Mo Yuhong.
"I understand, and I will never embarrass her."
"I only have one child in my life, and it is Xiaotian. I have no one else, and what I do is helpless. Maybe one day, I would like to ask you for help to see if you can add another child to my life. Just take it as a gift.
Xiaotian is looking for a companion." Ling Zifeng said.
"I will do my best."
"Ding Fan, two ghosts were lost somewhere. As a last resort, we sent out a fourth-level spirit ghost. You should pay more attention to safety and don't leave at night." Ling Zifeng said.
As expected, Ling Zifeng knew everything and must have some kind of special relationship with the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce. However, if the other party didn't tell him about this, he couldn't easily point it out. Once he didn't talk about it, he would become an opponent.
"Thanks for reminding me, I'd like to ask one more question, why didn't you send out high-level spirit ghosts at first?" Ding Fan asked.
"The law of nature, the higher the level of a spirit ghost, the more likely it is to encounter thunder disaster. Each of them is useful, and it is not easy to cultivate." Ling Zifeng said.
"I won't sit still and wait for death."
"Well, make a firm choice and go your way!" Ling Zifeng's voice was soft, and he added after a while: "Actually, everything is not a coincidence, whether it is good or evil, happiness, anger and sorrow, it is all an arrangement. We are not.
Can escape the fate of the chess pieces."
The meaning of this sentence is too profound. Ling Zifeng seems to be a complete fatalist, but also seems to be unintentionally hinting something to Ding Fan.
In this regard, Ding Fan felt that an invisible force was pushing him forward, unable to stop at all. The so-called good luck was more like the result of deliberate arrangements.
Don't think too much, it will make people pessimistic. Ding Fan feels that the happiness in the mortal world has just begun, and there are still too many brilliance that he has not experienced.
"Hey, after experiencing all the hardships in life, my life is meaningless."
Sitting on countless wealth and having the ability, he still expressed such emotion. Now that Ling Zifeng showed his sincerity, Ding Fan hesitated again and again, but still did not end the phone chat. At the right time, he still said: "Brother Ling, today
,I met Xiaotian!"
There was silence on the phone, and Ding Fan said again, "That's right, your son, that's right."
"Tell me quickly, where is he?" Ling Zifeng shouted excitedly.
"Ghost Forest!"
Ding Fan uttered these four words, but he felt relieved in his heart. What a pitiful child he was, guarding a small wooden house alone, and he felt sad just thinking about it.
"The ghost forest in the ghost realm?" Ling Zifeng asked eagerly.