Taoist priest Dong Lin was very knowledgeable and prepared gifts for Wu Yahuan, including beauty pills and high-end cosmetics.
After Wu Yahuan took it, she thanked her obediently, but she still couldn't hide her loneliness and sat quietly on the edge, like a frustrated little daughter-in-law.
Ding Fan knew what she was thinking, so he smiled, took some food, and said, "Sister Huan, the conference will be held in Xiaoyao Palace this afternoon, and I have to ask you to come out in person."
Suddenly, Wu Yahuan's eyes lit up.
"Humph, I have already said that the scale of the conference will be large. Fuyao simply does not have such a large conference room."
"After all, Fuyao has also provided a sponsorship fee of 500,000 yuan, and Fuyao Hotel is also one of the designated hotels, which is very beneficial to our own people." Ding Fan explained.
"Qifan Trading even sponsored it, but Xiaolei didn't introduce it at all at the opening ceremony," Wu Yahuan said dissatisfied.
"This was communicated in advance. After all, there are too many sponsoring companies."
Ye Duckweed also ate together and hurriedly intervened: "Haha, even if I don't mention it, all the entrepreneurs who came to the meeting know about Qifan Trading."
"That's right. I'll go ahead and arrange the venue. No matter what, I want to advertise Qifan Trading."
Wu Yahuan ate his food quickly and childishly, his cheeks bulging. Lan Yaoshi and others looked at this junior and couldn't help laughing, he was so frank and cute.
"Xiao Fan, this afternoon is a special topic discussion. Is it okay to hand over such an important link to a child?" Taoist priest Dong Lin asked in confusion.
For the first time, Yuansheng did not refute, "I am also worried about this, because it is hosted by a child, and I did hear some criticism."
"The calligraphy calligrapher's name is Shunqi Ziran. Isn't it a public embarrassment?" Taoist priest Donglin added.
"The intelligence of this kid, Xiao Lei, cannot be measured by ordinary people's standards. In other words, he is also half of my apprentice." Ding Fan said proudly.
The leader of the alliance has trained him personally, so who can say anything.
They planned to go to the underground palace to set up the magic circle in the afternoon. The two Taoist priests were looking forward to Mu Xiaolei's performance. They both finished their meals quickly and followed Ding Fan to Xiaoyao Palace.
Fuyao's models were seconded, and one was standing every few meters on both sides of the mountain road. It must have been Bai Yifei's insistence.
However, what makes people laugh or cry is that the Fuyao models all held colorful flags with the Qifan Trading logo in their hands, and they were all waving them reluctantly.
Chi Li and Lan Shan were waiting in front of the door. When they saw Ding Fan, they came over. Lan Shan was very dissatisfied and said angrily: "Huan Huan is too willful and openly creates problems for the models."
Chi Li didn't take it seriously. The overt and covert fighting between the women didn't happen every day or two. "Hey, we are all a family, and everyone's propaganda is the same."
"I have two jobs today, Xiaofan's bodyguard, and model leader. How can I explain it when I go back?" Lan Shan asked.
Ding Fan smiled and asked: "In any case, it's a good thing that kills two birds with one stone. Sister Feifei doesn't have any objections, so don't worry about it."
Lan Shan was speechless, she was either Qifan or extraordinary. No matter how the women fought, it was all related to Ding Fan.
Not much to say, Lan Shan and Chi Li followed Ding Fan to the left and right into the venue.
The efficiency is fast enough and the conference room has been properly arranged.
One thing he did very prominently was that Wu Yahuan was domineering and rushed all the people who had nothing to do with the meeting to the lounge to wait. All the people arranged in the room were Wu family bodyguards in uniform uniforms.
The interior now looks much clearer and more orderly.
Of course, the Wu family's own bodyguards are far from enough, and quite a few of them were urgently borrowed from Gui Qingyue and Winger.
Ding Fan caught a glimpse of the bodyguards dressed in black suits, all wearing a name tag with seven words on it, Qifan Trading welcomes you!
The Taoist priests who followed the two Taoist priests also stopped in front of the door. Only Chi Li and Lan Shan could enter the venue with Ding Fan.
Naturally, Shun Qi and He Qi had already arrived, and this time he moved to the left side of the front row. The surroundings were still empty, and no one was sitting near him.
Unable to avoid it, when Ding Fan walked through the passage, Shunqi naturally stood up, stopped him, smiled, and stretched out a hand.
"Ding Dong is about to take the stage, please give way." Lan Shan's face immediately sank. Unexpectedly, she felt numb and was thrown three steps away with her arms and others.
Met an expert!
This person's kung fu is even better than that of his third uncle Ma'an!
Lan Shan's expression was extremely ugly, but Ding Fan stopped him with his eyes. He smiled and stretched out his hand to shake He Qi's hand, "Mr. He, I know that with your persistence, we will definitely meet again."
"But I don't understand. With Ding Dong's keenness, he shouldn't have come in the afternoon." There was an intriguing smile on the corner of He Qi's mouth.
This is a warning!
Ding Fan's level of cultivation is not worth mentioning, so he should keep his tail between his legs.
"Why, in this bright world, are there still monsters running rampant?" Ding Fan disagreed, "I don't dare to say that in other places, in Jingyang, there will still be some people who are a little bit thin."
"Fortunately, I also have some say in Jingyang."
"It's natural that Mr. He's pen name is Shunqi. Shouldn't it mean that his heart is calm and he enjoys the mountains and rivers?"
"I think Mr. Ding didn't figure it out. My character Qi is different from others. I have an extra radical called Wang." He Qi smiled coldly.
The two of them are playing charades and can't understand anything. Isn't it better to be a simple person?
Chi Li was impatient and interrupted: "Sir, the time has come. Let's talk after the meeting is over."
"Okay, see you after the meeting."
Ding Fan felt as if the hand held by He Qi was embedded in a small iron barrel. He instinctively wanted to use his true power to resist, but after a second thought, he gave up.
In full view of the crowd, it was expected that He Qi would not act recklessly.
The strength in his hand continued to increase. When Ding Fan lowered his head, he saw that several white marks were exposed, and the bones in his hand seemed to be broken.
Lan Shan's eyes were about to burst into flames, but He Qi dismissed it and looked directly at Ding Fan with a pair of deep eyes.
"Xiao Fan, let me go out and attack him!" Leng Ling'er was annoyed. Before she finished speaking, the heater in the venue failed, and many people shivered from the cold.
Lan Yaoshi and three others also walked quickly, gathered around He Qi, and looked at each other coldly.
He Qi's face froze, and he was very puzzled. Why was Ding Fan, a young boy, asking the four masters to stand up for him?
Finally, He Qi let go of his hand, made a gesture of invitation, and then sat down in his seat.
Leng Ling'er returned to Ding Fan's body, Lan Yaoshi and others took their places, and the conference continued!
The most anticipated thematic discussion has begun.
Mu Xiaolei kept talking for an hour without repeating anything, and won bursts of sincere applause from everyone. Not to mention how much this child knew about the Book of Changes, his memory alone was amazing.
"The time for free discussion and group discussion has not come yet, so there is no need to rush to hand in the notes." Mu Xiaolei did not even look at the pile of notes sent by the staff, knowing what they were wondering about, "Next, I will talk about
Talk about your own brief views on the Book of Changes and physiognomy."
oh!
After a low shout, the venue became quiet again. Everyone sat up straight and raised their ears.