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Chapter 199: The setting sun is like blood reflecting a lonely shadow

Chapter 199: The setting sun is like blood reflecting the lonely shadow

"Selling you? Do you think you are Ronaldo, worth more than 90 million yuan? I gave it to someone for free, and they even asked me to pay for it. I didn't say anything to her just now, just told her that you bought a gift from her and put it in a bag and gave it to her later." Yang Wanru said angrily.

"What's the difference between selling me? Where can I find the gift you promised her?" Yang Fan looked at Yang Wanru with laughter and cry and said.

"Okay! Why are you a big man crying? I have already bought that gift and put it in my bag and I will give it to her later." Yang Wanru rolled her eyes to Yang Fan again, and she was really sorry that she was not strong enough. Isn't it just a gift!

"Didn't you lie to me?" Yang Fan asked suspiciously. Although he was happy, he remembered the words that Yin Susu warned Zhang Wuji in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes": "Don't believe the words of beautiful women. Beautiful women like to lie."

"I lied to you? I couldn't digest it when I was full. If you don't believe it, you can open your bag and take a look!" Yang Wanru was forced to collapse by Yang Fan, and even used the Sichuan dialect that she had just learned for a while.

"Believe, if you say that, how can I not believe it?" Yang Fan changed his words, and suddenly looked at Yang Wanru with affection, and said affectionately, "Ruru, you are the person I believe most in this world. Thank you, Ru!"

"Vomit..." Yang Wanru got goose bumps when she heard Yang Fan's words and almost vomited out the meal she ate this morning. She really doubted whether Yang Fan took the wrong medicine today.

An exquisite Padget was parked outside the airport. Yang Fan and Zhang Yang sat in the front seat, while Yang Wanru and Su Moer were hugging each other and sat in the back seat. Yang Fan did not choose to go back to the villa directly, but drove towards the Yang's Building.

"Zhang Yang, I want to ask you a question." Yang Fan saw the two girls behind him chatting happily from the back window and asked Zhang Yang in a low voice.

"Brother, you want to ask why Sister Feng didn't come to pick you up today, right?" Zhang Yang asked straight to the point.

Yang Fan had no intention of speaking, and looked at Zhang Yang silently, waiting for Zhang Yang to continue speaking.

"Sister Feng said she was not in good health, so she asked Su Moer and I to pick you up." Zhang Yang glanced at Yang Fan and replied lightly.

"What else do you want to say? Let's talk about it together!" Yang Fan leaned on the chair and said to Zhang Yang.

"Brother, should you make a choice? If you drag on like this, it will be bad for anyone!" Zhang Yang said silently.

"I don't know that it's not good for anyone to hold on like this. Alas! After a while, I may have a good way to solve this problem." Yang Fan frowned fiercely and turned his head out the window.

The car stopped at the entrance of the building, Yang Fan and Yang Wanru came out of the car and walked straight towards the building. Zhang Yang went to the security department office, and Yang Fan and the other three entered the elevator.

The elevator door opened and the three of them walked out from inside.

"It's like, Su Moer, you guys go back to the office first! I'll go and see Assistant Feng." After Yang Fan said that, he walked towards the Assistant Chairman's Office.

...

Yang Fan did not knock on the door, but pushed it directly and walked in.

Feng Wanyi was still wearing a white work skirt, burying her head on the table and writing something. When she heard someone pushing the door and walking in, Feng Wanyi frowned unhappily, and raised her head to scold the person. Unexpectedly, it was Yang Fan, and then she smiled faintly: "Is the journey going smoothly? Are you and Wanru okay?"

Yang Fan did not answer, walked over directly, sat on the desk, looked at Feng Wanyi, and asked seriously: "You are not feeling well, why are you still sitting here to work? Why don't you go home to rest?"

"Just ask this? Can't I work while sick? I don't work and you don't pay me a salary. What should I get for?" Feng Wanyi was stunned and said with a smile.

Yang Fan didn't feel funny at all when he heard Feng Wanyi's joke. He still didn't have a smile on his face. He said to Feng Wanyi seriously: "If you get sick, you have to rest. You can slow down your work! You often have work, but not your body. Does this even mean you are a person of this age? By the way, have you taken medicine?"

Faced with Yang Fan's scolding, Feng Wanyi not only felt a little angry, but felt extremely sweet in her heart. She had a happy smile on her face and asked Yang Fan: "You are like this, can I understand that you are caring for me?"

"You can understand how you want. I'm asking you very seriously now: Have you taken the medicine?" Yang Fan asked seriously.

"Eat it! I'm just a small cold, don't be so fussy!" Although Feng Wanyi's tone was complaining about Yang Fan, her heart was sweet.

"It's good to eat it! Be careful not to catch a cold next time. Later, you can notify other senior management to come to our office for a meeting and report on the work situation this week. I'll leave first!" Yang Fan jumped off the desk and walked out of the door.

"Yang Fan, thank you!" Feng Wanyi looked at Yang Fan's back and said with emotion.

At this moment, Feng Wanyi's eyes were filled with tears.

Yang Fan did not look back or stay, and walked out of the office directly.

"If I leave one day, will you miss me?" Feng Wanyi asked silently with tears in her eyes, looking at Yang Fan's shadow away.

Unfortunately, Yang Fan had already walked out of the office at this moment and did not hear Feng Wanyi's words.

The Buddha said: Fate arises when it is born, and fals when it is destroyed!

Heroes are short of breath and have a long love for their children. Heroes are sad to pass the beauty. For every man with ambition, these two sentences are perfect.

Yang Fan stood in front of the window, leaning against the exquisite wall, staring at the chair in front of him. This was an ordinary chair, but this ordinary chair was not ordinary at all. This chair represents supreme power, wealth and noble identity. Once you sit on this chair, you will have all this. Therefore, no matter in the past, now or in the future, I don’t know how many people are coveting this chair and eager to sit on this chair.

However, God was willing to do something, Yang Fan sat in this position by chance.

...

"Director Yang, Vice President Yang, Vice President Ran, Assistant Feng, they are here!" Su Moer knocked on the door and walked in and said to Yang Fan.

"Well, I know! You ask them to come in first!" Yang Fan said to Su Moer.

Ran Youwei, Yang Wanru, Feng Wanyi, Xu Rong, Shen Mei, Wang Yingshan, and Ning Caiqian came in under the guidance of Su Moer.

"Sit!" Yang Fan sat down while calling them to sit down.

"Mr. Yang, is the bid in Chengdu still going well?" Xu Rong asked.

"It should be said that it's OK. I'll talk to you about this matter later. Let's talk about the work situation this week first! Xu Rong, please report it first." Yang Fan said to Xu Rong.

"Okay, Mr. Yang! According to the grouping, Mr. Yang and I are responsible for the real estate industry. Last week, Mr. Yang and Mr. Yang went to Chengdu, so I was basically responsible for this group. Overall, our group's performance is pretty good. In Kowloon, the New Territories accepted more than three businesses of tens of millions, more than five businesses of millions, and contracted about 200 millions on Hong Kong Island. These businesses are expected to allow the company to obtain 100 millions of businesses within half a year." Xu Rong introduced.

"What about the mainland?" Yang Fan continued to ask, knocking on the table.

"In the mainland, in addition to the big business of Mr. Yang in Chengdu, even if the villa construction in Nanchang, Jiangxi and the commercial housing areas in Yueyang, Hunan are the largest. If these two businesses develop smoothly, they are expected to end within two months. The profit can reach 300 million." Xu Rong told Yang Fan.

"Very good!" Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction and said to the others, "You continue to say it!"

"Next, let me talk about it!" Feng Wanyi took over Yang Fan's topic and said.

...

If Xiangjiang gave birth to Hong Kong's civilization, then the Huangpu River created Shanghai's prosperity. The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the entire Huangpu River red and the entire Shanghai red.

A middle-aged man with a serious expression stood on the deck of a luxury cruise ship, holding the railings with both hands, feeling the evening breeze floating on the river, and his deep eyes kept glancing at the horizon in the distance.

"Dad..." A young and handsome young man walked behind the middle-aged man. He was the eldest son of the Lin family - Lin Jiawei. The middle-aged man was Lin Dongqiang.

"Just say anything!" Lin Dongqiang turned around slowly and said to his son.

"Dad, is our Lin family really going to cooperate with the Yang family and the Liu family?" Lin Jiawei hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice.

"Why don't our Lin family cooperate with them? This is a win-win business together." Lin Dongqiang said lightly.

As long as there is interests, we can cooperate, and as long as we can obtain the greatest benefits, we should cooperate. This is Lin Dongqiang's diplomatic principle in business.

After a while, Lin Dongqiang said again: "You must think that jointly developing the western real estate market with the Yang family and the Liu family is your sister's personal meaning? No, that's what I mean. Your sister does this all my mind."

"Dad, but in this way, isn't our Lin family going to offend the Mu family?" Lin Jiawei asked Lin Dongqiang with his nose-stick eyes.

"Offend? How do we offend the Mu family?" Lin Dongqiang's mouth sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Since the Mu family's eldest son Mu Zihang died because of Yang Fan, the Mu family has regarded Yang Fan as an enemy. Will we be angry with the Mu family when we work with the Yang family?" Lin Jiawei asked carefully.

"Don't forget that half of the reason for Mu Zihang's death lies with your sister. According to you, did our Lin family vent their anger on the Mu family long ago?" Lin Dongqiang said seriously.

"This..." Lin Dongqiang's words made Lin Jiawei unable to argue. After all, Mu Zihang's death was also related to Lin Jiani.

"Jiawei, you don't have to worry too much about the Mu family. You just need to do a good job in your business like your sister and make the Lin family stronger. Strength is the hard truth." Lin Dongqiang patted Lin Jiawei's shoulder and said meaningfully.

"Yes, dad! I understand!" Lin Jiawei nodded respectfully.

"Jiawei, what do you think of Yang Fan?" Lin Dongqiang looked at Lin Jiawei and asked.

"He is very outstanding, and the kids can't match." Lin Jiawei said seriously.

"He is indeed excellent, but you are not bad too! You should be between the two." Lin Dongqiang did not deny his son while praising Yang Fan.

"No, he is better than the child. At least, his psychological quality is much better than mine." Lin Jiawei shook his head and said seriously.

"You're right. His cunning is indeed very deep. Sometimes, I really doubt that he is really only in his twenties? However, it's very satisfying for me to see my shortcomings in Yang Fan." A look of praise flashed in Lin Dongqiang's eyes when he looked at Lin Jiawei.
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