Nowadays, the technology market in Xiqing City is already a three-legged standing.

Intel Group is one of the top 500 foreign enterprises, with strong strength and good reputation, which is difficult to shake.

Although Lin Xia Company was weak at the beginning, after Lin Ruohan came to Xiqing City, Lin Xia Company had completely changed.

Although Lin Xia Company could not get any substantial help from the Lin Group, it was no problem to pull up the tiger skin and pull the banner.

Under the reputation of the Lin Group and Lin Ruohan's own talent, Lin Xia Company has stood in the leading position in Xiqing City, and it is also worthy of her hard work and fatigue day and night.

The third big head is unexpected.

The original three giants in Xiqing City all collapsed, and Huanshan Group did not initially get involved in the technology market, but made a fortune in transportation.

But for various reasons, when the three giants collapsed, Huanshan Group grabbed quite a huge profit, and even won a large company and factory of the Dong Group, so it naturally reached into the technology market, and without too much external interference, it became a top enterprise.

From a certain point of view, the technology company of Huanshan Group can quickly rush to this point, and it is really a loss to Xiao Fan.

After all, the Dong family, the Li family, and the Tang family were all directly or indirectly destroyed in Xiao Fan's hands.

……

Successfully signed a cooperation with Marlowe International, Lin Ruohan was overjoyed, but also full of fighting spirit, continued to work hard, and directly let Xiao Fan play.

Xiao Fan was very resentful, feeling like a prostitute who was played with and didn't get any money.

"If my master is in a bad mood, I have to have someone to accompany me. Xiao Fan bared his teeth and called Xiaoyue again, asking her to check on Liu Yuang in her spare time.

Xiaoyue is indeed very busy during this time, and the death of the end of the war is about to have a big operation.

In this day and age, intelligence is indispensable and the most urgent thing to do.

Although Xiaoyue was very busy, she still checked Liu Yuang's identity information for Xiao Fan as soon as possible, and then summarized it and mailed it to Xiao Fan's mobile phone.

The time spent was only twenty minutes away from Xiao Fan's call.

Xiao Fan squatted on the side of the road while smoking and reading the information, at first he was a little curious, but in the end, his mouth grinned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"A virtual technology really makes the whole world jump ......"

Xiao Fan flicked the cigarette butt, stood up and stretched, deleted all the information on the mobile phone, whistled, put his hands in his pockets, and returned to the villa in a leisurely manner.

Today's villa was a little lively, and before he got closer, the roar of babbling reached Xiao Fan's ears, and then he saw one figure after another being thrown out, plopping like dumplings, and falling into the pool.

"Have so much fun?" Xiao Fan touched his nose, and his face showed an unhappy look.

He was in a depressed mood, and the last thing he could see was that others were too happy.

With his internal strength running and his legs, Xiao Fan's figure was like a bolt of lightning, quickly submerging into the villa, and at a glance, he saw Mei Sanbu being besieged by several people with black pupils, uncoolness, and blood marks.

"Amitabha, the thief benefactor, you have broken the foul! Believe it or not, the Buddha scolds you? The vajra is the kind of pestle!" The monk stood beside the ghost disciple with his hands folded, his face was gentle, but the words in his mouth were enough to make the Buddha jump over the wall and clear the portal.

The majestic aura on Mei Sanbu's body suddenly dissipated again, and while dodging the attack, he muttered: "Paralysis, can the fake monk not interject?

"My Buddha just wants to 'insert' your mouth!" The monk laughed and turned his head to ask the ghost disciple: "My Buddha's little ghost, do you like to interject? ”

Boom!

The soft sword roared, the cold light shone, and the ghost killed the monk mercilessly, so startled that the monk shouted again and again: "Little ghost......, don't want it!

The sound of thumping kept coming, and one by one the killers were thrown into the pool by Mei Sanbu and ran back, and then continued to be thrown out.

The monk was chased by the ghost disciple and jumped up and down, all kinds of wind scratching and shouting stimulated the ghost disciple to tremble, and the move was even more ruthless, and the tip of the sword always went straight to the monk's mouth, obviously answering the topic that the monk just asked - the ghost disciple likes to interject!

On the open-air balcony on the third floor, the melodious sound of the piano came, and Lin Ruoxue was playing without distraction, and the sound of the piano and the noise in the hall on the first floor actually had a faint feeling of integration.

Wearing a hip-hop suit, he squatted on the side to record the video, grinning like a lewd old man, with black and white hair and black eye shadow, which was really a bit devastating.

Xiao Fan couldn't help but say to the-for-tat: "Old needle, your character has collapsed for so long, when will you be able to pull it back? Your young bird has been flying away for a long time, can you not be so willful?"

Hearing this,-for-tat glared at Xiao Fan angrily, and shouted in a sharp voice: "What do you know about the children's family? This is an attitude to life, a tribute to life and youth! It is a ruthless accusation and rebellion against time and time! I am me, a different-for-tat!"

"I know you're crazy......"

Xiao Fan covered his face and looked at the messy people in the room, feeling inexplicably lonely.

"What kind of people are there around me......?

Xiao Fan, who was tired, went up to the third floor to find Lin Ruoxue to heal his injuries, but Lin Ruoxue was too involved, no matter how Xiao Fan shouted, he treated Xiao Fan as if he didn't exist.

Xiao Fan jumped from the third floor to the living room in a huff.

"Stop it all! Stop it! Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Xiao Fan's roar with internal strength was like a thunderbolt.

Everyone in the hall who was still in turmoil all froze as if they had been pointed, and they all turned their heads to look at Xiao Fan, their eyes flashing with surprise and shock.

Even Lin Ruoxue's piano sound stopped abruptly, poked out her little head and blinked her big eyes, looking at Xiao Fan suspiciously.

"Can you stop making trouble? Isn't it fun? Ah? How old are all of them? Are they all boring?" Xiao Fan seemed to be a little excited, and his outstretched hand was trembling: "You guys are having such a good time, I have no sense of existence!"

"So what?" Mei sanbu tilted her head.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath: "So why are you here to beat me." ”

There was a deathly silence in the living room, and everyone looked at Xiao Fan like a stupid fork.

And then......

The ghost disciples are still chasing and killing the monks, Mei Sanbu is still besieged by Black Pupil, Wei Liang and Blood Stains and others, and the killers are still thrown into the water by Mei Sanbu with a plop, running back and continuing to be thrown out.

The sound of the piano on the open-air balcony on the third floor is melodious again.

for tat was still recording, and suddenly the phone rang, so his old face smiled into a blooming autumn chrysanthemum, and said: "Little baby, I'm still in the villa, wait for me, I'll pick you up immediately, what's the ......?"

The-for-tat girl who hung up the phone ran out, happy like an old dog gnawing on a bone.

Xiao Fan looked at the chaotic situation in front of him in a daze, and sat on the stool weakly, his eyes glazed.

"As the protagonist, Xiao Ye really has no sense ......of existence," Xiao Fan muttered in pain.

(End of chapter)