Outside the high-level ward on the second floor of the inpatient department of Changhai Hospital, seeing Zheng Fan flattering inside and coaxing Xiao Xiuzhi through the glass window, Fang Xinran couldn't help but smile on his face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Xinran, your makeup seems to be much better today than before, which is more in line with your age in your thirties." Xiao Yue observed Fang Xinran's makeup, and teased with a little meaning.

"Mother's bodyguard in the future, you'd better not remove it at will, otherwise it will inevitably give people a feeling of house arrest, and Zheng Fan was already not very satisfied just now." Fang Xinran said to Xiao Yue with a straight face.

"Do you think those veterans will have Zhou Ze to make people feel at ease? I won't hurt my sister, and what I do is for her good. Xiao Yue looked at the man beside him and responded with a smile.

"What do you say about the 3 billion transfer funds of Tianxiang Investment Group?" Fang Xinran glanced at Xiao Yue coldly, obviously estranged from her.

"Sister didn't say anything, it seems that it is not your turn to take care of it, Tianxiang Investment Group is a little bit of a big deal, and it doesn't even have anything to do with Zheng Fan, over the years, I have invested a lot of energy in the group, even if it temporarily occupies some sister's funds, it's not a big deal." Xiao Yue seemed very confident.

"You unilaterally decide whether you can count or not, or two, if you take your own share, I believe no one will say anything, but you took your mother's money privately, and what do you think she has done to the group over the years." After Fang Xinran disdained, he quickly regained his composure.

"If it's fair, a lot of things won't be easy to say, at least you don't have the right to look down on me." Xiao Yue's eyes were filled with excitement.

"I'm just reminding you that what you have done has exceeded your duty, don't cause disharmony in this family anymore." Fang Xinran took a deep breath, a little worried that Xiao Yue would do something unacceptable in the future.

While Fang Xinran and Xiao Yue were waiting, Zheng Ping'an's family of three stayed in the ward for more than half an hour before Xiao Xiuzhi smiled.

Xiao Yue's expression was complicated, although she no longer paid attention to Fang Xinran, she waited at the door of the Gaogan ward and did not leave.

"Whew~~~"

It wasn't until noon that Zheng Fan opened the door and came out of the ward with a smile.

"Okay?"

Even though Fang Xinran knew the result, he still cared about asking Zheng Fan.

"Old child, in fact, this is wrong, I should have admitted it early on." Zheng Fan's expression was relaxed, giving people a sense of letting go of some worries.

"Half of the equity of Tianxiang Investment Group is mother, and half of the amount of the transfer money will be transferred to the account of mother's Pu issuance in the afternoon, and I will call to confirm when the time comes." Zheng Fan seemed to be a face-changing king, and when he turned his face, he explained to Xiao Yue in a tone that could not be refused.

"You have so much money, and you still care about 1.5 billion yuan, you just can't look down on me at all." For Zheng Fan's indifferent look, Xiao Yue was a little difficult to accept.

"You have a lot of money, and it's even more difficult to control yourself, when you had unfavorable thoughts about Xinran and me, it was already good if you didn't kill you, so you can do it yourself." Zheng Fan lit his pipe and did not hesitate to say his words to Xiao Yue.

"If it's about ambition, who can compare to you, Zheng Fan, you will definitely regret treating me like this." Xiao Yue's delicate body trembled, and she couldn't help but let go of her crisp words.

"Maybe, but it has to be the time of your self-destruction, if there is a day, I will recall the bits and pieces of getting along with my aunt." Zheng Fan wiped his eyelids and looked unmoved.

"Let's go."

Feeling that the relationship with Zheng Fan could never go back, Xiao Yue greeted the man next to him and was about to leave the hospital.

"Remember, it's afternoon."

Zheng Fan's laughter reminded Xiao Yue's departing figure to be shocked.

"It's too urgent, and I'm worried that she'll take a risk."

It wasn't until Xiao Yue's back disappeared into the corridor of the inpatient department that Fang Xinran showed a little worry.

"Maybe it's because of the age, Xiao Yue seems to have matured a little, after being rich, after so many years, it is quite a stop, I believe she can now divide the priorities and weigh the pros and cons." Zheng Fan said with a light smile.

"Compared to you, the money she has is nothing." Although Fang Xinran was a little relieved, his eye for things was still very keen, and he could always grasp the key to it.

"Having said that, even if she takes a risk, it has nothing to do with me, I said hello to my mother, let's go." Zheng Fan smiled and signaled Fang Xinran not to care too much.

"It's rare that today's makeup is good, you go back first, I'll accompany my mother here in the afternoon." Fang happily pushed Zheng Fan generously.

"Then I'll go first."

Zheng Fan grinned, and he had already calmly walked outside.

"Just now my aunt's side, how is the man?"

When he arrived at the gate of the inpatient department, Zheng Fan asked the middle-aged man who was following him.

A middle-aged man with slightly dark skin and a gray tunic looks like he is in his forties.

Compared with when Zheng Fan just went out in China, he can already see the progress of the times, and the middle-aged man is wearing a Mao suit, which has brought people a sense of oldness at this time, slightly downtrodden and rustic.

What does not match the middle-aged person's dress is that his figure is extremely strong and burly, and the lines of his facial features are hard, as if carved out with a knife, and even give people a sense of fortitude.

"Enough to be too much of a threat."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be very good at words, and his expression was blank.

"If you can, I'd like you to stay with my parents for a while." Zheng Fan has some respect for middle-aged men.

"It's for the best."

The middle-aged man rarely sighed, and his expression relaxed.

Zheng Fan raised his hand and waved, and the middle-aged man behind him had returned to the hospital.

In the eyes of outsiders, the middle-aged man who followed Zheng Fan was somewhat strange, because judging by his age, judging by his appearance, middle-aged people in their forties were obviously not suitable to be bodyguards anymore.

If it is to serve the pampered master, it will be forgotten, but the situation of Zheng Fan, the big boss, is a little different.

Before going to attend the internal meeting of the Freemasonry, Zheng Fan also brought the middle-aged man with him, which was already surprising.

In fact, few people know the identity of the middle-aged man, and the reason why Zheng Fan was able to find him was because of the small red-skinned book left by Li Jun at the beginning, which housed the relationship between his family.

As a comrade-in-arms of the Li Army, Luo Wei also served in the army before, and it is still difficult to find out about forces outside the mainland.

Zheng Fan has a little respect for Luo Wei, and it is also because of Li Jun's relationship that he still remembers the situation when he killed Shen Yan at the beginning.

For Luo Wei, a comrade-in-arms of life and death, who appeared at Li Jun's house and took care of his family, Zheng Fan just felt that he could do a good job as a bodyguard.

"Is the boss leaving?"

Although the convoy parked at the entrance of the inpatient unit had left, the woman with long brown hair remained.

"Let's go find a restaurant outside and have something to eat."

Zheng Fan took a puff of his pipe, and was very satisfied with the situation of a big red flag and a bodyguard at the moment.

At this time, Zheng Fan can have some trust, and only a group of people he recruited when he just had some capital and his reputation was not prominent.

For the long-haired brown woman sitting in the car, Zheng Fan did not mean to look down on her because she was a foreigner.

The long-haired brown woman was the first batch of mercenaries recruited when the Tiger Security Company was just established, and she was still a girl at the beginning, but now she has retired and become a bodyguard for Zheng Fan.

"The old people are no longer young, if it is a few years later, I don't know who else can be reused around me!" Zheng Fan, who was sitting in the car, looked unusually calm, but he secretly sighed in his heart.

Just when Zheng Fan obviously felt that the youth of the people around him was gone, in a kendo field far away in the suburbs of Tokyo, Japan, a young woman was wearing a rather simple kendo uniform, with a small sword tied around her waist, and was standing quietly.

"Poof!"

After the young woman stood still for a long time, she saw that her right hand quickly pulled out the light blade of the small knife on her waist, and brought out a sharp brilliance to the wooden stake not far away.

There was a slight popping sound, and before the knife disappeared, the little knife had been accurately retracted from its scabbard again.

"Whew~~~"

As the young woman let out a sigh of relief, the thick wooden stake at the mouth of the bowl not far in front of her was cut into two pieces diagonally.

If there were outsiders in the ancient kendo hall, they would definitely be surprised by the young woman's sword power.

Ordinary Japanese kendo uses bamboo tubes as the object of practice, while young women use wooden stakes the thickness of the mouth of the bowl, and the difference is almost insurmountable for ordinary people.

"Chairman Yoshii, the head of the Mitsui family has come to visit." Before the young woman's sword intent was completely calmed down, a young girl in a kimono had already reported outside the kendo arena.

"Let him go back, just say I don't know anything, and I don't have to come back in the future." The young woman in the kendo uniform is none other than Eika Yoshii.

"The head of the Mitsui family said that if the president is gone, he will keep waiting." The kimono girl outside the kendo hall looked a little embarrassed.

"He is so old, if he can endure it, then let him wait, and in the afternoon I asked Mr. Robinson, the US ambassador to Japan, to come over." Eika Yoshii, who was already a young woman, said with a sneer on her face.

Within half a pillar of incense, when Yoshii Huixiang refused to see it, the black convoy outside the ancient kendo stadium slowly left.

"Don't you give it a chance?"

For Masao Mitsui, who was silent after getting into the car, the woman Mitsui Tianhai, who had been waiting in the car, couldn't help but ask.

"This kind of person who doesn't have the slightest national belief is really damned." Masao Mitsui was already very old, and he gasped and said in annoyance.

"Why does my father must ask her, now that she is back in Japan, it is a good opportunity, maybe tougher, but it is easier to achieve the goal, if not, you can use official power to interrogate her." The woman spoke aggressively.

"This woman can't move, the Japanese official is now relying on the snort of the United States, and she is still an American citizen, directly protected by the US government, once something happens, it will be very troublesome." Masao Mitsui shook his head, only thinking that it was impossible to convince Keika Yoshii.

(The first update will be delivered.) ）