Seeing Fang Ran holding a litter of little white rabbits, he turned his face with a stiff smile and embarrassment, with an expression like 'Sister Fuxing, what are you talking about, why can't I hear clearly', planning to pretend to be stupid to the end, Fuxing was silent in his heart.

The helpless Lost Smile sighed lightly, and Fu Fu followed his words, raised his eyebrows, put on a gentle smile again, and said:

"The group's recent profits have indeed increased a lot, and this is thanks to you, little brother Fang Ran."

"Return... Credit to me...? ”

Relying on the bird on his head, he would definitely not get a knife so he decided to pretend to be stupid, but he never expected that the recovery would not be corrected, and he directly followed his greeting from greasy uncles, and asked a little confused for a while.

What is due to me? Sister Resushi, what does the profit of your group and the hospital have to do with me?

Looking at Fang Ran's puzzled, dazed, 'what are you talking about' expression, Fu's bright eyes flashed with a funny look, and he pretended to be ashamed and chuckled:

"Yes, thanks to the trend of the group in the second half of the year that you analyzed for me last time, junior brother Fang Ran, as well as the new management methods that were issued, from personnel arrangement to work allocation and capital flow, it has improved a lot of efficiency,"

Forehead... Analysis direction, management method?

Have I ever done something that sounds lofty?

Fang Ran, who was holding the little rabbits in his arms who had already begun to fight, listened to Fuxing saying that this was all his credit and praised him, and he looked confused, and he had no memory of doing this kind of 'great achievement' in his mind.

Fang Ran was completely puzzled and looked at the bright and beautiful resuscitation like a goddess in the forest in front of her, her smile was gentle and charming, but staring at him in the next second, her words suddenly changed:

"Even without that, the mere fact that we have a partnership with Fissell on the North American market is a big enough cake."

Σ( ̄д ̄lll)Fang Ran: Surprise!

Forehead... I just don't know when I've done such a great job of analyzing trends and management methods.

It turned out that it was the incident that was thrown to Abel that time....

Listening to Fu's sudden change of words, he shook out this matter lightly, and Fang Ran, whose face was stiff, suddenly remembered the last time he was thrown here by Su Qun to be the 'general manager', he seemed to have indeed dumped all the technical work to Abel to deal with...

"And, ah, although it was actually attacked, but being able to participate in the planning of the city's hot night with several large enterprises, do you know how much the market value of the Sacred Heart Group has risen recently?"

Gently took a sip of flower tea, revived her beautiful eyes sliding, and looked at Fang Ran with deep meaning in the corner of her eyes.

Sure enough, Sister Resuscitation still noticed this...

The stiff look disappeared, and Fang Ran rubbed his face with a wry smile,

Although he had told Able not to reveal his existence, and used his sudden change of heart and other reasons to perfunctory the past,

But on that night at the end of last month, Fissell was so abrupt, so large-scale, and so unsparing that he would use all his forces in the capital to open the way for him,

The luxury cars gathered on the triumphant road at the climax of the night to separate the road for him in the gloomy carriage, it is impossible not to think of something,

If you want to blame, you can only blame him for exposing his identity in the face of recovery...

Fang Ran sighed helplessly with a wry smile, it was a disguised admission that it was indeed him who did it, although even if he didn't admit it, he would have guessed it.

"Sister Fuxing, how can you speak in such a cunning way."

With a chuckle, Fu Fu put down the flower tea cup in his hand, placed it on his delicate thighs, and said with a smile that he didn't understand, what Fang Ran was saying.

"Heh, didn't you talk about the recent prosperity yourself, junior brother Fang Ran?"

How..... , I really said it first,

Sure enough, there is too much difference between college students with no social experience and beautiful CEOs of listed companies in terms of conversation skills?

"So, little brother Fang Ran, how did you get involved with a behemoth like Fisherde when you have just become a participant for only a few months?"

"Before that, Sister Fuxing, don't you ask how I became a night crow when I have only been a participant for a few months?"

Listening to Fuxing ask this question, Fang Ran shook his head with a slightly helpless wry smile, remembering the night when he cried hoarsely last time, and finally Fuxing patted him on the back, and his tone was distressed and soft,

"It's okay, it's okay, little brother Fang Ran, just get some sleep."

Didn't ask anything.

"About that...."

Hearing that Fang Ran was willing to take the initiative to mention this issue to himself, Fu Fu also smiled lightly:

"Mrs. Shui later asked Li Ze to tell me some basic information, saying that it was a force caused by a coincidence, which belonged to you and not completely belonged to you, and wanted me to keep it a secret, but I didn't know other details."

"That's it...."

Fang Ran lowered his eyes, watching one after another fluffy and snow-white rabbits rolling on his lap, rubbing himself, slowly closing his eyes and exhaling.

Is it the grandmother who always feels like she knows everything... And let her clean up the aftermath for herself... Excuse me...

"That's... About Fiselde..."

It seems that he has decided where he wants to go tonight, and then Fang Ran raised his head a little embarrassed, and some didn't know how to explain to her with a wry smile that scratched his cheeks with his fingertips.

It was the first time he had told anyone about such things.

"Actually, it was the night pearl that I met Sister Ling Yan, at that time, my brother and I were still trapped on the boat, and we had to finally become a night crow to shoot, but Sister Fuxing, you also know, that 'night crow' is still wanted by the night bureau, just in case I found someone I knew on the boat to help me become my appearance, in case Sister Sheng came to find out what clues..."

"Then after..."

Hearing him explain this, Fu Fu also had some premonitions, thought of something, and asked with a subtle expression:

"It turned out that that person was the master behind Fisleld..."

A slap on the face, just thinking about it felt like it was really a headache memory, Fang Ran sighed with a wry smile.

Although I did have some doubts when I met, who would have thought that 'Monica', who was weak and weak and wore tortoiseshell glasses, turned out to be the real owner of Fissell,

- Veronica O'Brien!?

Recovery: "......"

How should I describe your luck, little brother Fang Ran...

"So, little brother Fang Ran, you were the night crow, and the matter was noticed by Fissell's master at that time?"

Hearing the explanation that this coincidence could not be more coincidental, Resuscitation also asked in disbelief.

"Ahh yes..."

As soon as he thought of Veronica, he suddenly lowered his neck and sighed, and the long-tailed skillful weaver on the top of his head deftly flapped its wings and returned to the bird companion on the resuscitation side.

"But thanks to this, that night, I was able to mobilize Fissell's industry in the capital, and use live broadcasts and various grand ceremonies to cover up the fact that I used my ability on a large scale."

"Junior Brother Fang Ran, let me say it first, the person who can control a financial empire like Fiselde is definitely not a simple person, and the scheming, calculations, and city government of that kind of character are far deeper than what you think if you are not deeply involved in the world,"

Hearing Fang Ran's admission, Fuxing, who felt a little headache in this situation, rubbed his eyebrows, and then his intellectually beautiful face became serious, and he looked at Fang Ran's serious tone and spoke:

"Tell me honestly, did he give you conditions?"

Yes, at every turn, the topic is pulled in the direction of adults, and the sexy temptation always wants to use erotic means to fool himself, a healthy teenager, into the world of capitalist luxury and pleasure...

For a moment, all the complaints about Veronica were wordless, but Fang Ran, who couldn't explain these things clearly to Fuxing, listened to her question, and suddenly looked embarrassed.

"Listen to me, no matter what, he wants to use your power, and he must not trust the other party, let alone be tempted by money and women to go down the wrong path..."

Seeing that Fang Ran's expression stiffened and did not answer, Fu's brows furrowed slightly, he got up and leaned forward, his slender hand like a white lotus supported the bamboo case with the teapot, and then as the distance between the two shortened, Fang Ran was subconsciously stunned for a moment,

The other hand gently tapped on Fang Ran's head.

Boom...

"Did you hear that?"

Sitting in place, Fang Ran looked at the recovery that was quite close to him, his mouth was slightly wide open, the usually intellectual and gentle recovery was unusually stern at the moment, and his soft eyes were full of worry and concern for himself.

Originally, I wanted to say that I didn't feel any malice from Veronica, and her purpose was indeed because of her own ability, but she expressed this very directly, and she openly used the control of all Fissell's industries in Huaxia to herself, and wanted to let herself slowly understand the benefits of money, power, and so on.

But looking at the recovery in front of him, Fang Ran was still stunned for a moment, as if he was a little dizzy because his head was 'knocked', and he didn't say these things stupidly:

"Oh . . . Well, I... Got it, Sister Resuscitation. ”

The second his eyes wandered, his face quickly became hot, and Fang Ran from this perspective could just see it at level level,

The resuscitation leaning forward was tied to the neckline of the silk scarf, the neck was fair, the collarbone was slender, and the softness on the side of the chest pressed by the supported arm seemed to shake it slightly as she got up just now...

"Say... Let's talk about it!! Sister Resuscitation, you called me... What the hell... What's the matter!? ”

For a moment, even if it was just a small corner of feminine charm, it still reminded Fang Ran of the softness that he had vaguely felt that night when he was lying in the arms of the thief and crying in his arms.

(Although he couldn't remember anything because he cried too affectionately and devotedly at the time, he was hoarse)

But it was still a shameful and panicked horse, Fang Ran grabbed the smallest fluffy white rabbit, and began to frantically change the topic with a stammering speech!

"Ahh That's,"

Seeing that he honestly agreed, he sat back in his place with great satisfaction, picked up the flower tea and chuckled, as if his tone was elongated with other intentions, and instead of answering directly, he asked another question.

Taking a sip of flower tea, Fu Fu looked at the fluffy rabbit holding it, and said with a smile:

"By the way, little brother Fang Ran, you know that after you declared to the night net as a night crow,"

"What happened in the world in the past half moon night?"