Qin Fan was lying on the windowsill, looking at Li Bin's flattering appearance outside the window, and couldn't help but smile "hehe", which was about what later generations called "licking dogs".

"What are you laughing at?" As he spoke, Qin Fan's shoulder was slapped heavily. Qin Fan looked back and saw that it was Mu Xiaolan, so he smiled and pointed out the window.

"Who's that? Pretty handsome. Mu Xiaolan glanced at it and said.

"It seems to be Su Qian's boyfriend. Qin Fan guessed vaguely.

"yes, that's so much more handsome than you!"

Damn, what does this matter to me? Qin Fan rubbed his nose and had no interest in watching it any longer.

"What's wrong? I said it wrong? That person is just more handsome than you! Why are you still not convinced?" Mu Xiaolan said unrelentingly.

Qin Fan looked her up and down, if he didn't know that she was only twenty-six or seven years old, he would have thought that she was an aunt who had reached menopause.

"What does handsome and immortal have to do with me?" Qin Fan didn't have a good breath.

"Why doesn't it matter? I can see the painting that Su Qian drew just now. Mu Xiaolan pouted.

Qin Fan looked at her in surprise, how could this be related to the painting again?

"I can see it clearly, the painting is about you and her, do you still want to deny it?" Mu Xiaolan sneered.

"No matter how laughing or sad, gossip will always oK, sad to half death, gossip will also o......K" Qin Fan didn't pay attention to her anymore, just hummed the song with the changed words and walked out the door.

Rainy day at the end of October.

Qin Fan saw Li Xianzheng in the drizzle, just as he saw him for the first time in his previous life: the thin and tall Li Xianzheng was wearing a dark brown-gray top hat, a gray and white scarf hanging from his neck like Xu Wenqiang, holding a small briefcase, holding a civilization staff, and his eyes were always smiling.

Li Xianzheng got off the "yellow-faced" and stood in front of the small restaurant, there was still an indescribable smell wafting in the air, he frowned, and then saw Qin Fan beckoning to him in the store.

Li Xianzheng has an indescribable feeling for this little white face who is waving at him, and sometimes thinks that if he doesn't have the aura of Yu Lao's closed disciple on his body, and there are tens of millions in the bank, will he not even give him a straight eye?

If you don't have these, maybe you will think that he is just a little white face raised by a rich woman.

"Uncle Li, you don't tell me the flight, I'll pick you up. Qin Fan said hypocritically.

"Come less, who is with whom the two of us, there is no need to come to the void. Li Xianzheng replied with a pretended cordiality, and then handed the top hat and civilization staff to Tao Juan on the side.

Qin Fan smiled and asked Tao Juan to instruct the kitchen master to prepare a few stir-fries, and then led Li Xianzheng to the office.

Li Xianzheng looked around and said with a smile: "You have been going to school while opening this small restaurant in the past few years?"

Qin Fan also replied with a smile: "You also know that the courses in the university are relatively loose, and I can't be idle, it just so happens that my grandfather runs a restaurant, so I got one here." ”

Li Xianzheng nodded at Qin Fan: "You are idle, there are so many big things waiting for you to do outside, you are leisurely." ”

After speaking, he was depressed: this kid made three moves when he knew, once when everyone was waiting, he bought more than 100 sets of warrants in one go, the second time was when the warrants rose to the highest point in the black market, and the third was when the stock market was about to plummet, he cleared his position and left.

And he went up and down with people's words, and finally made himself into such a miserable situation.

"Now that you have the business license of the advertising company, don't you take care of it?" asked Li Xianzheng while eating and drinking.

"I don't have time, when my sister comes back, I'll keep her busy for a few days. Qin Fan said with a smile.

"Sister?" Li Xianzheng asked deliberately.

"Knowingly ask!" Qin Fan said with his wine glass.

The two of them talked while drinking, "There are too many advertising companies in Shanghai now, and it is difficult for newly opened companies to open up the situation, so don't you bother more?" Li Xianzheng kindly persuaded.

Qin Fan shook his head, he had the idea of letting Dong Min stand alone, but he hadn't thought about it if the location was in Shanghai or Luzhou.

"You, you, do you just want to be a person who is hidden in the rich?" Li Xianzheng still has some of the atmosphere of an old literati in his bones, and he drags the text from time to time when he speaks.

"A person who is hidden in the rich?" Qin Fan thought of a person when he heard this, this person was Liu Han from Sichuan, looking at what he did later, Qin Fan once suspected that he was also a reborn person, but later he inflated and let himself fly.

This guy has always been secretive and low-key, and for decades, the media has only seen him in person at a Jinlu Group shareholder meeting. Not only that, even the middle-level and lower-level employees of Hanlong Group rarely have the opportunity to contact Liu Han. There are few words from Liu Han in media reports.

Liu Han's most well-known thing is that the "Liu Han Hope Primary School" donated by Hanlong Group stood tall in the 2008 Wenchuan earthquake and was known as "the most bullish hope primary school in history".

But for his family history and the final fate......

Qin Fan shook his head and said, "Uncle Li, you will have to worry a lot about the affairs in Shanghai in the future, why don't you become the boss of this advertising company?"

Li Xianzheng was stunned for a moment, and then scolded with a smile: "Come less! You believe me like that?"

"What's so worrying about this, who else am I worried about if you don't worry?" Qin Fan said disapprovingly.

Li Xianzheng thinks about it, the last time he borrowed more than 200,000 yuan from him, he transferred 300,000 yuan to him without blinking an eye, this is not something ordinary friends can do, only people with big things in their hearts have such courage.

Think about those so-called friends who usually call brothers and sisters, and they can't even compare to his little thumb.

"Since you have this, I will try my best to do a good job in Shanghai!" Li Xianzheng said with some emotion.

Qin Fan glanced at him, thought for a while, and said: "These are all small things, we still have big things to do in the future, and money or anything will not be a problem at that time." ”

It doesn't last long for people to do things just by feelings, only by following their own profits can they follow closely, if they follow you more and more poor, the old ghost will take care of you.

Drunk and full, Qin Fan arranged him in the school guest house.

"That's it?" Li Xianzheng said in disgust.

"That's it, I can't stop it. "Qin Fan is not used to him.

"You stingy ......," Li Xianzheng muttered.

Two days later, Lin's Gourmet Shop.

"Hello brother-in-law. Dong Min's eldest brother Dong Jun shouted.

Qin Fan nodded nondeniably, turned to Dong Min and asked, "Have you told him everything?"

Dong Min rushed back from Xuancheng, and before he could catch his breath, he received a call from Qin Fan, and then called his parents without any delay, telling him about Qin Fan's arrangement, and the old couple were overjoyed and sent Dong Jun over as soon as possible.

"Xiaojun, when you arrive in Shanghai, first let your Uncle Li arrange for a taxi company to drive for a few months, on the one hand, to be familiar with the road conditions in Shanghai, and on the other hand, to practice your driving skills. Qin Fan confessed.

"Got it, brother-in-law. Dong Jun suppressed his excitement and replied.

Qin Fan thought for a while and said: "Xiaojun, you are now a gentleman, you must protect your sister in Shanghai, and you can't let her do anything, do you hear!"

"I heard my brother-in-law. Dong Jun responded honestly.

Dong Min's eyes were slightly filled with tears: "Fanzi, when are you going?"