While Wen Chenggong sat down, Wen Zuoxian's mother and daughter, two bodyguards, and nanny also sat on the table very naturally. There were seven people seated around the large Chinese round table, and it was also very lively.

Zhao Fan glanced at Wen Chenggong's face without a trace, and found that he was completely accustomed to it, and couldn't help but glance at him again.

Don't underestimate the power of a meal. At his price, when he eats at home, he can let the nanny and bodyguards sit at the same table with him like a family member, and he cooks it himself. The kind of loyalty that is obtained cannot be bought by any amount of money.

And Wen Zuoxian, this kid is flying outside, but he also has a familiar expression about this matter. It seems that their family's tradition is like this, and it is not a special case that Zhao Fan opened when he came today.

Zhao Fan came by car, and there was still something to do in the afternoon, so Wen Chenggong was not reluctant, and everyone only drank some juice.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and everyone at this table is sincerely happy that Zhao Fan has cured Xu Shuping's illness, and they keep serving dishes to Zhao Fan. In the end, Zhao Fan threatened to run away with the bowl, and everyone stopped laughing.

Just when everyone was halfway through eating, the sound of the door opening came from outside, Wen Chenggong's expression moved, and he quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks and went out.

Before I got to the door, someone had already entered the living room, and it was the old man wearing a linen round collar and short sleeves.

He was covered in sweat with a document bag tucked down in his arm. Seeing Wen Chenggong coming over, he waved his hand and did not speak. I ran to the water dispenser and poured a glass of warm water and drank it before breathing a sigh of relief.

"It's hard Uncle Ming! Eat first, and then talk after eating!"

Wen Chenggong reached out and took the document bag handed over by the old man, put it on the sofa on the side, turned his head and said to the old man with a smile.

"Cooking again?"

The old man who was called Uncle Ming by Wen Chenggong laughed, and he didn't shirk it, and naturally served it on the table.

After eating, a group of people consciously cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks together, laughing and laughing, and beaming like the New Year.

Wen Chenggong pulled Zhao Fan to sit down on the sand and made him a cup of tea with his own hands. Only then did he pick up the document bag on the sofa and open it, and took out the documents inside and placed them in front of Zhao Fan.

"What does that mean?"

Zhao Fan glanced at it casually, and saw the words "Share Transfer Agreement" written on the head of the document, and asked with a slight frown.

"I own 58 percent of the shares of Yongan Automobile Trading Company, and I originally wanted to sell half of it to you. ”

"However, several of our shareholders also held a video conference just now, and the other shareholders were worried that this would cause chaos in the company, so they all disagreed. If they don't sign it, the transfer agreement won't take effect, and the only shares I can transfer to you for the time being are 20%!"

Speaking of this, his face was a little helpless and apologetic, as if he couldn't get 20% of the shares of a company with a market value of tens of billions.

You must know that in an automobile trading company with such a high market capitalization, 20% of the shares, even if it is a year's dividend, is money that many people can't make in a lifetime.

"You really have a lot of money and have no place to stuff it! It's just for treatment, how can you charge such a high consultation fee? Put it away, I have a bad heart, don't scare me!"

Zhao Fan shook his head with a smile, picked up the documents on the table with one hand, and picked up the document bag with the other hand and prepared to put it inside.

"In your opinion, it is really just a healing, just saving a person. But for me, you are saving my whole family and my whole life! When I asked you to help Shuping heal her illness, I said that even if I give everything I have, I will not hesitate to do it! Don't refuse, accept it!"

Wen Chenggong stubbornly pressed Zhao Fan's hand, picked up the signature pen on the table and stuffed it into his hand.

"I'm not a professional doctor, and I don't rely on this to support my family! To be clear, I'm not short of money, and money doesn't mean anything to me. I came to the rescue, it was all a matter of personal preference. Although I said that I would receive a consultation fee, I didn't really think about asking you to give me anything in return. So if you really feel like you owe me anything, you're such a good cook, just remember to call me when you cook a big meal to improve your meal!"

Zhao Fan put the pen in his hand on the coffee table, picked up the teacup and took a sip before saying with a smile.

Wen Chenggong saw Zhao Fan holding the teacup in both hands, and he didn't mean to sign at all, and he picked up the signing pen again at a loss, and he didn't know how to persuade him to sign and accept these shares.

"Doctor Zhao, he is sincere in his success, you can accept it!"

"yes, we know him best. If you don't accept it, he won't be at ease for the rest of his life!"

After everyone finished cleaning up, they noticed the movement here, and when they saw Zhao Fan's rejection of Wen Chenggong's transfer of shares, they became more and more respectful to Zhao Fan. At this time, everyone came around, and Xu Shuping and Uncle Ming also opened their mouths to persuade Zhao Fan.

"I can collect the consultation fee, but I won't ask for shares. Well, the day before yesterday, I treated a patient, and he gave me 10 million in consultation fees. This kind of helped me set a price, if you have to give, just give it this amount!"

It was the first time Zhao Fan saw someone who was so eager to stuff him with money, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said his bottom line.

"How can this work? If it weren't for you, although that Sun Qingsong was not a thing, it was really possible for me to find a way to transfer the shares in my hand to him in order to gamble! You only need 10 million now, how can I be so happy to go?"

Wen Chenggong was the first to jump up and object, he kept waving his hands, his face flushed, and he looked very excited.

"You don't listen to me, do you? If you do this again, I'll just leave!"

Zhao Fan patted the table and said in a deep voice pretending to be angry.

Seeing that he was angry, Wen Chenggong couldn't hold on any longer, so he could only let out a long sigh and nodded.

"Isn't that good? I've never seen you crying and shouting to give people money!"

Zhao Fan saw Wen Chenggong's frustrated appearance, and shook his head a little funny.

Wen Chenggong did not delay in the slightest, and immediately asked Uncle Ming to take the laptop computer to help Zhao Fan transfer money, for fear that if it was delayed any longer, Zhao Fan would not even want this money.

Seeing that Zhao Fan still wanted to leave after repeated retention, almost everyone in the Wen family villa was sent out.

"Hey, isn't this Dong Fang's car?

Wen Chenggong is in the automobile trade, and out of professional habits, he took a second look after seeing the Cayenne that Zhao Fan was driving. Immediately, he noticed the license plate number, and after being slightly stunned, he couldn't help but ask.

"I drove my friend's car to the provincial capital to do some errands, but it was scratched, and after Fang Dong found out, he lent me this car to drive!"

Zhao Fan smiled, opened the car door and sat in the car, saying with a smile.

"I should have thought that you had just returned to Xiling, and you must not have had time to buy a car yet. What kind of car do you like? I'll arrange one for you right away!"

Wen Chenggong saw that he had the opportunity to give Zhao Fan something, and stopped Zhao Fan a little happily, looking like he wouldn't let him go without saying anything.

Zhao Fan was completely defeated by him, and after thinking about it, he should stay in Xiling City for a while, and it would indeed be much more convenient to have a car. He smiled and said, "I don't have high requirements for this thing, just run fast enough!"

"Okay, wrap it up with me, I'll call you when I arrange it. ”

Wen Chenggong let go of his hand and patted his chest to reassure.

Zhao Fan drove to the door of the community, and he could still see Wen Chenggong's family standing under the scorching sun in the rearview mirror to see him leave.

When he came out of the community, Zhao Fan subconsciously glanced in the direction of Villa No. 1.

Thinking that I had to meet the woman named Mu Qingya again on the weekend, and remembering the way the woman was dragging it, I couldn't help but pout, stepped on the accelerator, and sped up and left here.

After getting off Shuanglong Mountain, where Yipinjiangshan is located, the car was driving on the wide riverside road, and Zhao Fan suddenly didn't know where to go.

He originally wanted to do ideological work for his parents as soon as possible so that they could move to the newly bought house. But now it's work time, and with the dedicated attitude of Zhao Aiguo and his wife, there is absolutely no time to discuss this with him.

Thinking of this, he simply leaned the car on the side of the road, took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call to the sales department, and went to see the situation of the house first. Take a look at what you need to add, and prepare in advance.

When he opened the address book on his phone, he remembered that he didn't have someone's number at all. And with a glance, I saw a name on the first page of the phone's address book.

"I actually forgot!"

Zhao Fan's expression moved, and then he raised his hand and slapped the back of his head twice.

Sancha River is an ordinary village more than 40 kilometers north of Xiling City, where Chen Pengfei's home is located.

Zhao Fan and Chen Pengfei met more than a year ago.

At that time, in order to collect experience points, Zhao Fan fought a big battle with the mercenary force where this person was located, and the final result was naturally that Zhao Fan's side won.

When you leave the village and meet someone from the same village, that is the fellow villager. And when he went abroad, in the place where Zhao Fan was, he had to ask more questions when he saw the faces of the East.

After meeting Chen Pengfei, the two talked, but the more they talked, the closer they became, and finally found that the two were actually from Xiling City.

At that time, Zhao Fan just wanted to collect experience points, and he just caused trouble and hatred everywhere, and he didn't have any real deep hatred with Chen Pengfei's forces. Since it's a fellow countryman, there's no reason to keep fighting.

And the small mercenary group, which was already small in scale, after seeing the strength of Zhao Fan and others, was even more desperate to join the gang, and the last mercenary group came together so inexplicably.

Chen Pengfei died, and at the beginning, Zhao Fan only felt that this person took money very seriously, and taking up the task was completely a lifeless posture. It wasn't until he died that he knew that he was already married, and his wife stayed in the country.

And he worked as a mercenary in order to earn medical bills for seriously ill children.

Chen Pengfei has been a mercenary for two years, and Zhao Fan doesn't know how much money he makes, and it is estimated that the child's medical expenses should be enough. But since he is dead, Zhao Fan has returned to Xiling City, and he should always go to see his family.

The distance is not far, more than forty kilometers took more than half an hour to arrive.

After Zhao Fan arrived in the village, he found that after the people here heard the name Chen Pengfei, their faces were a little strange.

When they followed the road they pointed to the empty and dilapidated small bungalow, Zhao Fan, who was a little stunned, knew why the villagers had such expressions.

The house was already overgrown with weeds, and a lot of glass had shattered on the faded wooden windows, which had turned a little blackened. Through the window, you can see that the dark and damp house is full of cobwebs and dust, and the tables, chairs and benches in the house are also a mess, and it is obvious that no one has lived in it for a long time.