Lin Fan rolled his eyes at his sister-in-law, not wanting to say any more on this matter, and said angrily: "Sister-in-law, now that the trouble has been solved for you, it should be time for you to fulfill your promise, right?"
Xia Qingqing rolled her eyes and whispered to Lin Fan: "Put your ear closer and I will tell you quietly."
"It's just the two of us here, what can't we say directly?"
He said this, but Lin Fan still put his ear to it, his heart was as curious as a cat's paw, and he wanted to know immediately.
When his sister-in-law said the answer in his ear, Lin Fan's expression suddenly became very exciting, like burning coals.
Municipal People's Hospital, in a certain ward of the Department of Orthopedics.
"Doctor, how is my son doing?"
Dong Wangu's old face was full of anxiety, and he stared eagerly at the attending physician in front of him.
"Mr. Dong, the shoulder blade of Mr. Dong's right arm was shattered. Although it has been treated and it will not hinder his future life, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it again." The doctor said after considering his tone.
Although the doctor's words were very tactful, how could Dong Wangu not hear the implication in the doctor's words, which was an announcement that his son's martial arts career was over?
For a warrior, such a sentence would undoubtedly be more uncomfortable than killing him. He could fully imagine that his son would go crazy when he knew the result.
Dong Wangu's old face suddenly turned pale, and he immediately grabbed the doctor's collar and said: "I don't care what method you use, my son's arm must be intact, otherwise I will demolish your hospital."
The doctor felt his neck being strangled and felt uncomfortable. People who didn't know the identity of this old man would find it difficult to imagine that a seventy-year-old man could have such great strength.
But the doctor who knew the old man's background was not surprised at all. The old man Gein was the founder of the Dong Family Boxing Gym and the father of Dong Fanjian, the current leader of the six provinces in the martial arts world.
Although Dong Wangu is seventy years old, due to years of martial arts practice, his body is stronger than that of an adult man in his thirties or forties.
"Mr. Dong, I have tried my best, but with today's medical standards, it is really impossible to handle the situation you mentioned." The doctor did not dare to complain at all, and explained quickly.
Hearing this, Dong Wangu's eyes flashed with loneliness, and he could only let go of his hand.
Immediately, the doctor hurriedly walked away.
"What a disciple of an elite martial arts school. I, Dong Wangu, have remembered this account. You two, hurry up and find out the details of that boy. I will let him die without a place to die." Dong Wangu ordered through gritted teeth,
There was a ferocious look on his face.
"yes."
The two disciples looked at each other, shuddered in their hearts, and hurriedly left the hospital to find out more about Lin Fan.
On the way here, Dong Wangu already knew the whole story. He knew that the person who shattered his son's shoulder blade with a palm was a disciple of an elite martial arts school.
He knows his son's kung fu better than anyone else. The other party actually defeated him in an instant. This shows how advanced the other party's martial arts is. Even if he takes action, he may not be sure to defeat him, not to mention that he is already seventy years old.
He is a young man, and he is afraid of being strong. He may be wishful thinking in wanting to avenge his son.
Thinking of this, Dong Wangu took out his mobile phone and dialed a number he had not contacted for a long time.
As soon as the call was connected, Dong Wangu said: "When you promised to do something for me back then, is this considered a skill?"
"Okay, I want you to help me kill someone. If this is done, we will be able to clear up our grudges from now on."
"I don't know his specific identity yet. I will contact you after I find out his identity."
After hanging up the phone, Dong Wangu finally felt less angry in his heart, because he knew that as long as that person took action, no martial arts master could stop his combined power.
The next morning, Lin Fan received a call from Chen Qian, telling him that the person named Shuichi Yamamoto was here.
Lin Fan secretly thought to himself that Yamamoto Shuichi was really impatient. He could not wait to get the overseas agency rights of Feiqian Beauty, so he hurried to Feiqian Beauty Company.
In the past, Feiqian Beauty Company was only on the first floor of this office building. Now three or four months have passed, and the entire office building now belongs to Feiqian Beauty Company.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Lin Fan was stopped by a security guard at the door.
"You, stop here, do you know where this is?"
The security guard looked at Lin Fan sideways as if he was dragging him to pieces.
Lin Fan was stunned when he heard this and asked doubtfully: "Isn't this Feiqian Beauty Company?"
"Now that you know where this place is, you still dare to break in. Do you think anyone can get in?" A sarcastic look appeared on the corner of the security guard's mouth.
Lin Fan now understood that he was despised by this security guard.
A sneer suddenly rose in his heart, and he looked at the security guard and said, "Then what kind of people can go in?"
"Except for the staff in this building, naturally only those who cooperate with our company can enter. Look at you, you look like a poor guy at first glance. You can stay wherever you can to cool down."
The security guard immediately tried to drive Lin Fan away like a fly. However, when his palm fell on Lin Fan, it seemed as if he was pushed against a wall and did not move at all. This made the security guard's expression suddenly change.
Lin Fan just glanced at him lightly and said, "Would you believe me if I told you that not only was I personally called by Mr. Chen, but I am also the major shareholder of Feiqian Beauty Company?"
"It's just you, stop teasing me, why don't you pee and take a look at yourself?"
The security guard recovered from his shock and felt funny after hearing Lin Fan's words.
The mysterious big boss of the company has always been a secret, and he had heard about it, but the man in front of him was dressed up in goods, and he didn't look like a big boss.
Lin Fan didn't say anything, and directly took out his mobile phone and dialed Chen Qian's phone number.
At this time, Chen Qian was receiving Japanese businessman Shuichi Yamamoto in the president's office. When she saw the phone on the table ringing, she glanced at Shuichi Yamamoto with an apologetic look and said, "Sorry, Mr. Yamamoto, I'll answer the phone first."
"It's okay!" Yamamoto Shuichi made a gesture of invitation very gracefully.
Chen Qian then walked back to her desk, picked up the cell phone on the desk, and saw that it was Lin Fan calling, so she immediately answered the call.
Yamamoto Shuichi looked at Chen Qian's graceful figure and felt heat rising up in his lower abdomen. He couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth, with passion burning in his eyes.