Underworld exchange group

Chapter 279

Hearing this, the smile on Zhou Biyao's face faded, and he looked at Zhang Fan in surprise, wondering if he heard it wrong. He actually said no to such a building worth nearly tens of billions: "Mr. Zhang, what did you just say?" says……"

Zhang Fan said with certainty: "I can't take this gift!"

A gentleman makes money in a proper way.

Zhang Fan knew what the Zhou family wanted to do with this move, and it was to frighten his own force. If he took it in, it would be different from robbers in nature. Even if he died poor, he would not do such a thing.

A strange look flashed in Zhou Biyao's eyes.

It was like meeting Zhang Fan for the first time.

Zhou Biyao had never seen such a person in his life.

Zhou Biyao emphasized: "Our Zhou family has no other intentions, but simply expresses apology to Mr. Zhang as an apology."

Zhang Fan said, "If it's just an apology, please have a meal."

Zhou Biyao was even more surprised.

Zhang Fan said seriously: "If I need money, I will earn it in a dignified way."

Zhou Biyao nodded heavily upon hearing this, and put away the transfer contract.

Showing a charming smile again: "Then treat you to a meal!"

Zhang Fan looked at the time, it was almost noon.

"This is possible!"

Zhou Biyao's stride is very small, her elegance and nobility are revealed inadvertently, her slightly raised eyebrows show a somewhat lazy temperament, her current age is the golden age of a woman, just like a blooming flower , blooming unscrupulously.

She ordered a restaurant with a nice environment.

A girl in a white dress is playing the piano, and the elegant sound of the piano keeps coming.

The two sat opposite each other.

Zhou Biyao picked up the red wine and touched Zhang Fan's glass, took a sip of the red wine, crossed his slender white fingers under his jaw, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Zhang, how did you know about my illness?" Her The sound was very small, as if the left thief was caught by someone.

Zhang Fan took a sip of the red wine: "As I said, I am a doctor and have studied Chinese medicine."

Zhou Biyao bit her lip, and asked, "Then can apathy be cured?"

Zhang Fan said, "It's hard to say!"

She took out a pack of cigarettes from her exquisite handbag, lit it, took a puff, and said, "So, Mr. Zhang is not sure either?"

Zhang Fan said, "Actually, it's not as difficult as you think."

Zhou Biyao asked: "Mr. Zhang has a solution?"

Zhang Fan said, "Of course!"

Zhou Biyao asked: "What way?"

Zhang Fan said, "Do it once!"

Zhou Biyao's pale and bloodless face turned red with just a brush, and her cheeks were burning hot. If this was an ordinary person, Sister Biyao would have poured red wine over it on the spot. Where is a doctor, she would be a hooligan.

Zhang Fan continued to explain: "Simply put, it's ***!"

Just at this time, the waiter brought the dishes, and she just heard this. It was a waitress, and she couldn't help laughing, but she suppressed it.

It's really impolite to laugh.

Zhou Biyao, the dignified speaker of the Zhou family, will be blushing and at a loss like a helpless girl.

Zhang Fan was not surprised, but kept on saying, "It's best to take your husband to the hospital for a checkup, to see if he's all right."

The waitress couldn't hold back any longer, and burst out laughing.

Sister Baguio was so ashamed that she really wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

She really regrets asking that question.

Zhang Fan said: "Wait a minute, I'll write a prescription, you can take it to recuperate your body, but if you want to treat the symptoms, you still need..."

Zhou Biyao blushed and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay..."

Sister Bi Yao, who was always calm, couldn't be calm anymore. She was afraid that he would say those vulgar words again, so she tried her best to snatch the words from him, preventing him from continuing.

Zhang Fan nodded lightly.

This is his third patient.

After the meal, Zhang Fan wrote a prescription for Zhou Biyao. She doesn't live in Shenhai permanently, and more often she stays in the imperial capital, where power is at stake. Naturally, Zhou Biyao wants to fight for a seat.

After entering December, Shen Hai had a light snowfall.

And these days are Zhang Fan's rare leisure days after he became a spiritual official. Consolidation, but at the same time also encountered a bottleneck in cultivation... If you can't get the different fire, it will be difficult to make progress.

Stuck at the peak of the single ghost realm.

And the momentum of League of Legends is as strong as expected.There are 28 new districts, and the number of players in each district has reached 500 million online. The number of rounds opened in each district is as high as 300 rounds per day, and the income of fists in one day alone is nearly [-] million.According to this momentum, the annual revenue of League of Legends will exceed [-] billion.

This income shocked the entire online game world!
"Dad, Mom..."

"Hey, son is back!"

"Zhuang Zhuang is here too, hurry up, get in and it's cold outside"

"Wang"

VIP Wang followed behind Zhang Fan wagging his tail. He was wearing a red Wang suit, which was made by Zhang Fan's mother selling wool. Now VIP Wang was wearing it every day and refused to take it off.

"Zhuang Zhuang, I bought you new dog food..."

"Wang"

A family of three and a dog have dinner together.

Zhang Fan's father is always concerned about Riot's reports, knowing that Zhang Fan's game company has made money and made a name for himself, he is very happy, especially Zhang Fan's father, the voice of greeting people is loud when they go out, but they The couple's personality is not the kind that likes to show off, but the kind of people who are relatively showy, and they don't go around bragging about how great their son is.

Zhang Fan's father taught Zhang Fan instead: "There are always good times and bad times in a person's life."Don't be complacent when it's good, and don't be discouraged when it's bad.

Take one step at a time, be a man with every word and deed.

Chen Xiulan said with a bit of distress: "Son, all the money is really donated!"

VIP Wang shouted indignantly: "Wang!"

Poor Zhuangxiang usually asks Zhang Fan for a dollar or two, but he is skinny. When he donates money, he doesn't blink his eyes. Donating tens of millions or hundreds of millions, he doesn't take money as money.

Fist's profit is almost, and even his own private money is all rolled out.

Zhuge's family transferred more than 3000 million to nearly [-] million yuan, plus the profit of more than [-] million yuan made by Riot in more than a month, and donated [-] million yuan back and forth, and a total of more than [-] Yinde was obtained.

Almost a hundred thousand points of yin virtue.

This is the highest ratio that Zhang Fan got after repeatedly switching charities. In the first few charities, Yinde got very little, and it is estimated that the money was stolen.

One hundred and one thousand virtues, Zhang Fan can still accept it in his heart.

However, compared to the group upgrade value of 100 million Yinde, he vomited blood directly.

Even if the League of Legends earns more money, it won't be able to keep up.

Zhang Fan's father said: "Xiaofan has done a lot, so he should take it from the people and use it for the people. Money is something outside the body. Since there is no shortage, it should be used to help those in need."

Although Chen Xiulan felt distressed, she was also very happy in her heart: "Yes, yes, yes, what you two father and son said is right, I must have done something wrong."

After a while.

Chen Xiulan said: "Son, you have a stable job now, so the next step is to solve your personal problems."

Zhang Fan scratched his head.

"Working hard, working hard..."

To be honest, Zhang Fan really wanted to fall in love, but it seemed that the fate was not fulfilled. Qin Muxue was a bit fierce and bickered with him all day long, but it was quite fun, and there was no pressure at all when getting along. Ye Bingyun kept in touch almost every day. When I have time, I make a phone soup, but my mother and son are screaming, but they can't take that step.

Zhang Fan's father asked, "How is Lao Meng's daughter?"

Chen Xiulan said: "Are you talking about Sisi? I don't know what's wrong. If you insist on going abroad to study, the couple will have to send her abroad. It's probably dead."

Zhang Fan's father said: "Then you can Zhang Luo again."

Now that the old couple has less burden, they are thinking about holding their grandchildren.

Zhang Fan thought for a while and said, "Mom and Dad, I'm going on a long trip tomorrow, maybe for a few days." Ye Bingyun once invited him to visit the class. Break that layer.

Zhang Fan still had no idea.

He was worried that if the confession failed, the two of them would be embarrassed, and they would not even have to be friends.

Boyfriends are like this.

Tens of thousands of years of dead spare tires, spare tires until death.

In front of Ye Bingyun's peerless youth, Zhang Fan always feels inferior.

My God, that's Ye Bingyun.

"No matter what, it's good to go to Jiangnan Film and Television City." It seems that Xiaodie's family is also in Jiangnan Province.

(End of this chapter)