After saying that, she frowned and said with a pout, "These guys made me look so ugly.ziyougeom"
Qin Fan was speechless upon hearing this. He shook his head and said, "What's so good about it? I just want to calm down for a while."
When he was in China, he occasionally used Weibo.
But he knows that there are all kinds of people on Weibo, and they are quite violent.
Many people are keyboard warriors who just start talking about anything without thinking.
There are also people who are moral guardians and pretend to be good people in various ways.
In addition, those things in the entertainment industry, today this celebrity cheats, tomorrow that celebrity is secretly photographed and so on.
So Qin Fan usually just watched Quan Dang for fun and never commented.
Of course, he doesn't want him to be on such a popular Weibo, he just wants to be a quiet and beautiful man.
At this time, Sofina shook her head and smiled: "Xiao Fan, this is quite interesting. Let them guess and see if they can guess who you are."
Qin Fan shook his head and said: "I have Mao's identity. I am just a small farmer doing a little business."
He has always positioned himself very accurately, never flaunting his identity, and of course he has no identity to flaunt.
When Sofina heard this, she slowed down. She turned to look at Qin Fan and said with a smile: "Actually, Xiaofan, I like your serious nonsense. You are not like some people who feel comfortable with just a few achievements."
Everyone can go to heaven, and then give themselves various titles and pretentiousness."
Qin Fan smiled and said, "Then I thank you, and I'll take it as a compliment."
The two people were talking.
At this time, the person in charge of the Los Angeles Hotel called and said with a smile: "Boss Qin, I just saw you on Twitter. Are you okay? If you need any help, just ask."
Qin Fan shook his head and smiled: "Manager Ace, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."
After chatting with the other party for a few words, Qin Fan hung up the phone, but at this time the person in charge of the hotel called again. The other party also said that he saw him on Twitter and was concerned about him.
After answering four or five calls along the way, Qin Fan became a little irritated and turned off the phone directly.
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"Xiaofan, it seems that you are very popular now. So many people have called you to ask for help, but no one has called me?" Sofina said with a gloating smile.
Qin Fan made a sound and turned his head, rubbed his hand on the other party's bun and said with a smile, "I am now offering my condolences to you."
"Stop pretending," Sofina smiled and stretched out her hand to fix the cover inside.
Just now, this kid's hands were too strong and all the gadgets she was wearing were knocked out of place.
She turned her head and glanced at it and said: "Xiao Fan, this is actually a good thing here. If it becomes popular on Twitter, it will be good for your career in Los Angeles."
The two chatted and soon arrived at the Art Center. Sofina originally wanted to leave the car to Qin Fan, but Qin Fan didn't want it.
He got off the car at the Art Center, then directly hailed a taxi and went to pick up the car parked on the street yesterday.
When Qin Fan drove back to the farm.
Eastern suburbs of Los Angeles.
Mafia boss Andre was sitting in a dark interrogation room, watching his men torture a person.
The man was beaten to pieces, but Andre still sat there expressionless, shaking a red wine glass in his hand.
From time to time he looked at the man, raised his head and took a sip.
At this time, Nong Lan, who was wearing a tight leather jacket, walked in, sat next to Andre, handed the phone to Andre and said: "Boss, take a look."
When Andre heard this, he put down his wine glass, took the phone and looked at the Weibo post on Twitter. His face darkened and he said, "Is this kid Qin Fan related to Mayor Baker?"
"Yes," Nong Lan nodded and said, "No wonder that boy was so arrogant before and dared to touch our people. It turns out that the backstage is so tough."
As he spoke, Nong Lan reached out and rubbed Andre's strong shoulders.
She then continued: "Boss, how about we take back all the people we sent? These guys are too rubbish. They are no match for Qin Fan. Moreover, this guy is so close to the mayor. Please invite people from outside."
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As she spoke, she looked up at the guy being interrogated.
Nong Lan continued: "Why don't I come forward in person and ask the wizard from Thailand? She is famous in Thailand, and her skills are even more powerful. If she takes action, I believe that Qin Fan will be doomed."
Andre thought for a moment after hearing this. The wizard Nong Lan mentioned was called Gurfa, and he knew something about it.
Thailand’s mysterious ancient practices have always been the focus of discussion among the outside world.
But this wizard is not an ordinary person, but a person with mysterious power.
This person is said to be very good in Thailand. Although it costs a lot of money to hire her to do things, she has never failed.
In this world, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are different people.
Chinese warriors, Thai mysterious wizards and Western magicians.
These mysterious beings who are not used by ordinary people have always existed like gods.
Suddenly Andre nodded and said: "Then take them all back. You can hire that Gulfa, no matter how much you want."
"Okay, boss," Nong Lan nodded, with a cold look in his eyes.
If they went to Qin Fan for revenge before, it was just to save face.
But since Qin Fan single-handedly solved more than a dozen people last time.
Moreover, this boy even bought Robert's large farm directly, and Andre even regarded this boy as a thorn in his side.
He knew that this kid was powerful, and if this kid wasn't finished, he wouldn't be able to attack the big star Nabot.
Andre had always been obsessed with Nabot's beauty and body.
Then Nong Lan went out to do errands.
Andre drank the red wine in one gulp and murmured coldly: "Qin Fan, I will let you die in Los Angeles this time."
After Qin Fan returned to the farm, the dozen or so workers were all happy when they saw their boss coming back.
And Asamiya Junko was even more excited.
To be honest, she had been worried about Qin Fan last night. Even though Qin Fan called him repeatedly last night and said he was fine, she was still a little concerned.
Even in her dream last night, Asamiya Junko dreamed that Qin Fan was beaten up by those bad guys, and then she went to avenge Qin Fan.
After exchanging pleasantries with the workers, Qin Fan went back to the room directly.
"Xiaofan, are you really okay?" Asamiya Junko asked worriedly.
When Qin Fan heard this, he immediately couldn't laugh or cry. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm really fine. I made you and everyone worried last night."
Asamiya Junko felt warm in her heart when she heard what this guy said.