Crackling -

In front of the clubhouse, there was a loud and deafening noise, as if something had fallen to the ground in one fell swoop.

Qin Dongsheng's face turned pale when he heard this voice, since he became the behind-the-scenes master of the Ximen Society, how long had it been since no one dared to come here to make trouble?

A year or two, maybe three years – who knows?

There are the best bodyguards, and there is the densest network here, and the most difficult to overcome is not these guards, but the intricate network of relationships.

Because, this is Yanjing.

The temple is small and the gods are big, and the pool is shallow and the king is eight.

To put it mildly, in Yanjing, just throw a brick into the crowd casually, and you can kill a few officials.

And here the West Gate Club is the place with the broadest interpersonal circle.

Qin Dongsheng likes to make friends and build his own network, and when one party is in trouble, all sides will support.

To be an enemy of one person is to stand on the opposite side of everyone - this is the most difficult place to overcome.

But today, the Ximen Club was actually conquered by a little girl, which was difficult for Qin Dongsheng to accept.

Zhang Fan looked at Qin Dongsheng's gloomy and blue face with a smile on the side.

After hearing the words that the intruder was a little girl, he knew who was coming.

Except for her own lawless little guy who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, which little girl has the strength to beat adults?

After removing the surprise, Zhang Fan's heart also flowed through a faint warm current.

Father and daughter are father and daughter after all, they are connected by blood, and they will always be most concerned about their loved ones.

The little guy must have found that he hadn't come back for too long, and he was worried that something would happen to him, so he came to the door.

"Go and monitor it. Qin Dongsheng said to the secretary.

"There's no need for that. Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "The person who came is my daughter." Mr. Qin, I advise you not to have any thoughts about my daughter, because you will not only offend me, on the contrary, you may not return. ”

These are Zhang Fan's words from the heart, asking someone to kidnap the Great Demon King - he is impatient.

The secretary didn't listen to him, and quickly brought a tablet, which reflected the picture of the front hall of the West Gate Meeting, which made people surprised.

The whole clubhouse was empty, and in the front hall lay a large number of bodyguards who had passed out in a coma, while a delicate little girl was checking room by room.

This is an extremely disobedient and extremely strange picture, so many adults have fallen, but only one child is still standing, what happened, except for the person concerned, no one knows.

The bodyguard in the private room wanted to continue to face Zhang Fan, but was stopped by Qin Dongsheng.

"Stop it. He glanced at the footage of the surveillance a few times, then turned off the tablet, the iron-blue expression on his face disappeared, and a faint smile resurfaced.

He waved his hand and said to the bodyguard: "I want to talk to Mr. Zhang alone, and in addition, don't make a move on the little girl in the club, this incident will be treated as if it never happened, and all the losses will be borne by the club." ”

The boss said so, and those bodyguards could only leave here with palpitations.

The moment they walked out of the room, they were also relieved - who likes to fight a ruthless person who breaks someone's wrist while talking and laughing?

In the private room, only Qin Dongsheng and Zhang Fan were left.

"Your father and daughter have such a good relationship. Qin Dongsheng said with a smile.

"It's fine. Zhang Fan said modestly.

"You taught it?"

"She taught herself. ”

“……”

Qin Dongsheng smiled, sat back on the vermilion sandalwood chair, and said, "I was careless today, but don't you really think about my suggestion?"

"I thought about it seriously, and I thought that I should go to the banquet. Zhang Fan said with a smile: "I have thought about the amount of donations, if it is too big, I will feel distressed, and if it is too small, it will be looked down upon, so 500,000 yuan, not too big or too small, is just right." ”

"You're so different from us. Qin Dongsheng said with a smile.

Charity dinner, although there is no limit on the amount of donations, but for the sake of face, more or less have to use banknotes to support it, one million is considered less, and he also came to 500,000 yuan......

"Of course I'm different from you, and that can be seen both inside and out. Zhang Fan said.

"Mr. Zhang, you know, I suddenly changed my mind. Qin Dongsheng smiled.

"Oh, is it?" Zhang Fan also smiled.

"Just now, I figured out one thing, you can participate in the charity banquet the day after tomorrow, but Qin Duxue will agree to Guan Lixing's pursuit. The two of them need to have a witness together, and I think you're the perfect fit. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Fan smiled indifferently and said, "Why are you so sure that it's a phoenix?"

"The phoenix is singing, the plane is high, the sycamore is born, and the sun is rising - if I have the opportunity to witness who the phoenix will choose, I think, I would be happy to see it. ”

"Thank you. ”

Qin Dongsheng smiled implicitly and made a pot of tea for himself again, but this time, he only made it for himself, not for Zhang Fan.

The tea in the teacup is already cold, which means that you can go and take your daughter with you.

Zhang Fan also didn't stay any longer, but got up with a smile and said to him, "We'll see you the day after tomorrow." ”

With that, he strode out.

As soon as he walked around the corridors, Zhang Fan saw a little girl with purple light in her eyes walking towards her, wearing a noble black gothic dress.

Zhang Fan saw An You, and An You naturally saw Zhang Fan too, and suddenly the purple light in his eyes disappeared, and his little face was happy, and he quickly pounced towards Zhang Fan.

"Dad, it's great that you're okay. ”

The little guy threw himself directly into Zhang Fan's arms, and Zhang Fan also picked her up and spun around several times in mid-air before putting her down.

"What can Dad do, but you, why did you come here?" Zhang Fan asked with a smile.

It's okay not to mention it, as soon as he mentioned this, An You's face immediately turned stinky, and he pushed Zhang Fan's arms away, stretched out a finger, and poked Zhang Fan's chest hard: "You still ask me, don't you have a little pressure in your heart?"

"Humph!"

After pointing it, he left here in a huff.

Zhang Fan immediately followed, coaxing An You with a hippie smile.

The little guy suddenly turned around, looked at Zhang Fan with red eyes, and said, "You can't leave silently like this in the future." ”

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the reason why An You was angry, it turned out that he was worried that he would not be in danger for too long.

He hugged An You and said softly, "No, next time Dad will take you with him." ”

Qin family compound.

A charcoal fire was burning in the warm fireplace, and the woman sat on the sofa, holding a copy of "Xu Zhimo's Poetry Collection" and reading it softly.

My world was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.

The blood in the atria slowly flows back into the ventricles, and so on.

Smart people who like to guess their hearts.

Maybe you guessed someone else's heart correctly, but you also lost your own.

Stupid people like to give their hearts, and they may be deceived by others, but they may not be able to get others.

You think I'm invulnerable, I think you're invulnerable.

Ding——

Suddenly, there was a text message prompt on the mobile phone, and the woman glanced at the content of the text message, then closed the poetry book and dialed the phone.

A gentle voice came from the phone, "Twilight, why do you have time to call me?"

"Be nosy, beware of setting yourself on fire. ”

After the woman said these eight words flatly, she hung up the phone.

She continued to open "Xu Zhimo's Poetry Collection" and read it aloud.

Gently you go

Like sunlight through a curtain

Like boiling water in a transparent cup

Bland, lazy

I can't help but want to follow

Gently I also went

Follow in your footsteps

All I'm looking for is the ordinary

I can't get rid of the shackles of sorrow

Then let me be romantic in my imagination.