"It seems that she really is such a person!"

At this moment, Xie Mu had come back to his senses, and the little love left in his heart before was all shattered at this moment, and there was no possibility of him and her being together again.

After crossing Taisheng Road, he drove to Jianshe North Road, parked the car on the side of the road, walked to the ATM on the side of the street, took out the bank card, entered the password, and looked at the balance displayed on the screen, and couldn't help but feel a little heartache.

"I can't afford to hurt it."

Heart-wrenchingly, he clicked on the transfer, entered the account number, and suddenly disappeared from his account close to 90,000 yuan, and after transferring 90,000 yuan, Xie Mu entered another account again, which was his father's account, and transferred 10,000 yuan, and there was only a little more than 30,000 left in the card.

"Come faster, spend faster!"

In one day, he had already consumed more than 100,000 yuan, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, spending money like water.

After transferring the money, he started the car again and drove towards Qingjiang Road

On Xingliu Street, in front of a 40-story building, Fan Zhongtian drove his car to stop at the edge of the building, got down from the door, and walked towards the building.

This is the headquarters of Fan's Group!

"Fan Shaohao is good!"

In front of the gate of the building, the two welcoming ladies looked at Fan Zhongtian who got out of the car and bowed to him.

"Hmm!"

Fan Zhongtian waved his hand, nodded, and then walked to the hall, came to an elevator, walked into the elevator, pressed the elevator number on the top floor, and the elevator began to rise.

"Ding!"

More than a minute later, the elevator doorbell rang on the forty-fourth floor, and Fan Zhongtian walked out of the elevator.

There is only one office on the 44th floor, and that is the office of the president and CEO of Fan's Group, and the contemporary CEO of Fan's Group, Fan Zetian!

Came to the glass door of the office, Fan Zhongtian pushed open the glass door with both hands and walked in, the indoor furnishings are very elegant, but not simple, a few potted plants are placed on the desk, a middle-aged man sits in front of the computer desk in the office, looking at Fan Zhongtian who walked in, and raised his head slightly.

The middle-aged man is graceful, with a trace of vicissitudes flashing between his eyebrows, and the breath of a person in a position, his eyes are like torches, shining, making people dare not look directly, this middle-aged man with a graceful temperament is the CEO of Fan's Group, Fan Zetian!

"What are you doing here?"

Fan Zetian looked at Fan Zhongtian who came in, frowned slightly, and asked.

"Dad! There's something I'd like to tell you about. ”

Fan Zhongtian came to Fan Zetian's side, leaned on his ear, and said the words of the black-robed man one by one, only concealing Xie Mu's affairs, and saying everything else.

"Oh? It's true? Have you seen him? ”

Fan Zetian's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he looked at Fan Zhongtian and said.

"Well, Dad, he only has one request, and that is to hand over 'that thing' to him, and he promised to help us deal with the Lin Group."

Fan Zhongtian nodded lightly and said slowly: "This matter is very important, I want to ask my father if you agree, if you agree, I can take 'that thing' to reply to him now."

"That's all he asked?"

Fan Zetian frowned and looked at Fan Zhongtiandao.

"Yes, he just asked us to give him that thing, and he agreed."

Fan Zhongtian nodded and said.

"It's getting a little hard"

Fan Zetian muttered to himself, bowed his head and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he looked up at Fan Zhongtian, and said with a solemn expression: "Let's go, you go to the ancestral house with me, the thing is on the ancestor, he has to agree."

After that, Fan Zetian got up and walked out of the office, Fan Zhongtian followed, and the two entered the elevator and quickly walked out of the group building.

Fan Zhongtian drove and Fan Zetian quickly left Xingliu Street, drove to Renmin Avenue, and drove to the suburbs of Qinghai City.

Two hours later, Fan Zhongtian drove to the suburbs, here are several rolling mountains, verdant, the mountains are not high, the highest is only a few hundred meters high, in front of one of the mountains, a coiled road stretches to the top of the mountain, driving to a highway, Fan Zhongtian looked up at the top of the mountain slightly, slowed down the speed, and drove along this winding road, towards the mountain.

After more than ten minutes, he drove to the top of the mountain.

The top of this mountain is different from several big mountains around, the top of the mountain is a flat and wide area, the ground is wide, the top of the mountain seems to be disturbed by people from time to time, it is very clean, there are a few green pines planted, behind the green pine, it is a courtyard, the yard is very large, almost occupies half of the top of the mountain, all kinds of trees and flowers are planted in the courtyard, competing for the fragrance of flowers and plants, the fragrance of flowers and plants wafts throughout the yard, it is simply a paradise.

Fan Zetian and Fan Zhongtian came to the courtyard gate of the courtyard, Fan Zetian took a step forward, pushed open the courtyard door, and the two walked in immediately.

In the courtyard, an old man in gray who was about to die was lying on a recliner, the recliner swayed, and the old man was lying on the recliner, as if he was taking a nap, as if he did not notice the arrival of Fan Zetian and Fan Zhongtian.

The old man in gray was dressed very plainly, and the clothes on his body were even a set of Mao suits, but the workmanship was very fine, but he couldn't see anything from his appearance.

Looking at the dry face, like the rotten bark of an old tree, wrinkled and superimposed, and the gray hair on one end, it looked like an ordinary old man.

Fan Zetian and Fan Zhongtian came to the old man, looking at him with his eyes closed as if he was sleeping, the two didn't dare to disturb, so Fan Zetian also retreated to the side with a restrained expression, waiting for the old man to wake up.

Half an hour later, Fan Zhongtian's face showed a trace of anxiety, and a trace of irritability rose in his heart, but he didn't dare to do anything unusual, so he could only stand quietly behind Fan Zetian, waiting for the gray-clothed old man to wake up.

"Anyway, what are you doing this time?"

The old man in gray suddenly spoke, his tone was vicissitudes, but his body was still lying on the recliner, he didn't move, he didn't even open his eyes, and said lightly.

As soon as he heard the old man in gray speak, Fan Zetian hurriedly said, "Dad, Xiao Tianlai and I want to discuss something with you this time, so I bothered your Qing Xiu."

"Tell me, what's the matter? I don't want to listen to nonsense! ”

The old man in gray was still lying on the recliner, closed his eyes and said.

"Here's the thing"

Fan Zetian directly said his intentions, and said everything Fan Zhongtian said to himself.

"Oh? What's the name of the person you're talking about? Shall I hear it? ”

When the gray-clothed old man heard this, his expression moved, and he immediately opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes full of turbidity suddenly shot out a trace of essence flashed from his eyes.

"Tian'er, what's that person's name? Say it quickly. ”

Fan Zetian turned around and looked at Fan Zhongtiandao.

"Yes!"

Fan Zhongtian nodded, bent down to look at the old man in gray, and said, "Grandpa, his name is Blood Shadow!" Because I saved him once, that's why I only knew him, and as long as we promised to give him 'that thing', he would help deal with the master invited by the Lin Group. ”

"Blood Shadow!"

The gray-clothed old man muttered to himself, with a hint of thought in his eyes, and nodded slightly. An inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The heir of the Blood Shadow Group, no wonder he needs this thing." ”

Raising his head slightly, the gray-clothed old man suddenly turned over, a strong air pressure emanated from his body, and the momentum on his body changed suddenly, without the appearance of the ordinary old man before, looking at Fan Zetian and Fan Zhongtian, and said, "Okay!" I promise him, you can give him this thing! ”

After that, the figure of the gray-clothed old man flashed, and a gray phantom flashed in front of Fan Zetian's eyes, and disappeared in place in an instant.

Soon, the gray-clothed old man walked out of a room and came to Fan Zetian and Fan Zhongtian, his palm was spread out, and a bead the size of a baby's fist appeared in his hand, this bead was as red as blood, as smooth as jade, releasing a blood-red luster, even in the daytime, he could clearly see the light emitted by this red bead.

Taking out this bead, the gray-clothed old man looked at Fan Zetian and Fan Zhongtian with cloudy eyes, and said: "You give him the red blood bead, and you sue him, if he dares to deceive me Fan Zhaotian, the old man will kill him even if he fights for the price of annihilation, do you know?"

Fan Zhaotian said coldly.

"Yes, grandpa, I will tell him what you said!"

Fan Zhongtian took the red jade bead in his hand and said with a restrained expression.

"If it weren't for my injury, it wouldn't be the turn of outsiders to take care of the affairs of my Fan Group."

Fan Zhaotian's cloudy eyes revealed a glimmer of lightning-like lightning, like a dying beast, majestic as the sea, forming a stream of air, blowing his robe and grinning.

"That's it! Don't bother me if it's okay! Go ahead! ”

With that, Fan Zhaotian turned around and walked towards the house in the backyard.

Fan Zetian groaned slightly, then turned around and left, Fan Zhongtian followed, the two got into the car, and quickly drove away from the top of the mountain.

"Ahem"

In the backyard of the house, Fan Zhaotian suddenly coughed, his face flushed, the corners of his mouth showed a touch of red blood, he covered his chest with one hand, and muttered: "The injury has worsened again, it seems that I have to go to him, without his cold true qi to suppress the fire poison in my body, I'm afraid I won't live long."

After being silent for a moment, Fan Zhaotian took out a phone, dialed a number, and the phone was connected, Fan Zhaotian said lightly: "Come and pick me up!"

"Yes!"

The other end of the phone answered and hung up.

Fan Zhaotian was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, as if he was thinking about something.