Chapter 280 Bandit Leader

Everyone looked embarrassed. They didn't expect that An Zhixia, who was young and no one in the station was close to her, could understand all these things clearly. But thinking about the house that he was about to give up, he felt so heartbroken that he almost bled.

That's a house, a house in the central district of Kyoto, a big house with three bedrooms and one living room! Even if the station uses houses as a tool for money laundering, it is not so rampant that they can pick and discard them at will. After all, there are only so many people in the station, and no matter how big the face project is, there must be a limit, and there are ways to launder money with houses.

There have been many disputes among the people over the type, location, floor, feng shui, etc. of the house they are currently living in. You know, if they easily give away their houses, I'm afraid every household will be in dire straits and unable to extricate themselves in the short term!

There was no point in questioning them, they just watched An Zhixia walk up the stairs.

"I told you we shouldn't do such a risky thing. Since An Zhixia was parachuted in by the boss, she must have some skills or a trump card. Now, we have lost both the wife and the army, and all our reputation and dignity are gone!" A senior employee couldn't help but complain.

"They have the ability to get so many precious instruments, so why would they be afraid of provocations from little minions like us? Maybe they have dug a pit and are waiting for us to jump in. But we are like dumplings, jumping in without hesitation..." another person also said with a sad face.

"That's enough. It's all hindsight now," said Sister Guan with a gloomy face. "You could have chosen not to join us at the beginning. Since you signed the agreement with us, aren't you also coveting the new equipment? You want the benefits but don't want to take the risks. Ha, where in the world can you find such a good thing? Besides, this is only the first day. No matter how big the rock is, it will only make a small splash. Who knows what will happen in the future?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, struggling slightly in their hearts, but still looked at Sister Guan and waited for her to give orders.

The staff of the overseas channel team are more motivated today. They stayed up to watch the show until 10 o'clock last night. They were so excited that they fell asleep at 12 o'clock due to exhaustion. Just like what Teacher Xiao An said, if you often review your own show, you can always pick out various imperfections and improve your future work; you can also get more inspiration from the show, just like knitting a sweater. If you start well, the rest will come naturally, and you can also come up with various patterns on this basis.

Read a book a hundred times and its meaning will become clear. This principle applies everywhere.

An Zhixia came a little late today, her eyes were still puffy from not getting enough rest, and she looked less cool than usual, like a cat with its fur standing up suddenly becoming docile and gentle, a soft and cute girl. Seeing this, everyone was a little scared to go to work, and they still thought that An Zhixia was cuter when she was normal.

"So happy today?" An Zhiqiu, as the older brother of the twins, could sense that his sister was happy from the inside out, so he came over and asked curiously. "Didn't I ask for leave for you? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

An Zhixia pulled her brother to the window and pointed at the sports car in the yard that was shining with beautiful metallic luster in the sun: "My man gave it to me!"

"Where did you get this man?" An Zhiqiu jumped up angrily. He was tall and hit his head on the window sill accidentally. The pain he felt was nothing compared to the pain of having his girl taken away from him.

"That's right," An Zhixia said shyly, which was unusual for her. "It's Brother Yuan." She simply told the story, of course hiding the little secret that someone climbed through the window last night.

"Brother Yuan is here? Why didn't he say hello in advance? Where does he live?" Although An Zhiqiu didn't like his girl being robbed, he really admired Fang Yuan like a younger brother looking at a boss.

An Zhixia looked out the window with her eyes slightly widened. She pursed her lips and smiled, pointing over there: "Look, speak of the devil and he'll appear." She looked at her watch and it was really time to get off work.

It just so happened that she had solved everyone's problems and was feeling a little hungry, so she wanted to ask her brother to go with her.

An Zhiqiu smiled and waved his hand. He was actually interested in the motorcycle with a bucket that Fang Yuan was sitting on. "I heard from my elder brother that the army and special units often have a batch of six or seven-story new vehicles being eliminated. I wonder if they are expensive or not, and if there are any conditions required?"

This car is not as cool as the previous motorcycles, but it is very practical. After the baby is born, he can take his wife and children to travel around Kyoto. More importantly, their small family can afford it!

"I'll ask for my brother," An Zhixia said as she left work with a little excitement.

"Oh, our Minister An is really restless. Another wild man from somewhere has come to his house." The noise of the motorcycle was particularly prominent against the occasional sound of bus horns on the street and in the office area. People who were packing up to get off work stood at the window and pouted with disdain.

"I thought she must have some means to get so many sophisticated devices. Wow, it seems like she was born with this talent..."

It seemed that if An Zhixia had one more stain on her body, they would be able to burn a stick of incense to comfort their soon-to-be-departed wife. They looked at the tall, straight, handsome man in the sun with a sour look, their hearts twisted into knots.

An Zhixia walked briskly to Fang Yuan. Even though she was sitting on a motorcycle, she still tilted her neck slightly to look over and asked with a faint smile, "Have you packed? Where are the children? Why didn't you bring them with you?"

Fang Yuan looked at the figure flashing behind the window of the studio, frowned, and then stretched out his lips to make an arc: "They have moved to the family compound of the transport brigade. It's not big, only two bedrooms, and there is not even a living room. It's a tube building with two adjacent rooms connected. You can cook in the corridor or go to the cafeteria. I prepared meals for the three children."

An Zhixia knew what he was worried about, and said with a smile: "Why didn't you think about your reputation when you were relying on me? Now that the children are here, you are concerned about it?"

Fang Yuan glared at her fiercely, "You may be concerned, but I will never let you go even if I die!"

She bit her lip and smiled as she sat on the truck bed. She tilted her head to look at the man's face, which was as if it was carved with a knife, so perfect that it even had a halo. No wonder it was a world of fiction. No one in her circle could compare to him.

The wind whistled in her ears, and An Zhixia suddenly remembered her brother's words, "Brother Yuan, I helped you get some interest from the Bai family before. I sold the things for 40,000 yuan. Can you save it for the children?"

"That's what you earned. They have milk and what my mother gave me, that's enough." Fang Yuan stopped the car and couldn't help but brush her wind-blown hair behind her ears. His dark eyes were gentle. "Too much care for children will make them fearless. Xia Xia, I hope you are happy, not to compromise your life for me and the children."

"No, I'm not someone who will give in," An Zhixia said with a smile, "I'm a rather self-willed person, and I like to try new things. I won't suffer any loss when I eat anything. Maybe the one you marry home is not a treasure, but a troublemaker who keeps causing trouble.

It’s not too late for you to regret now.”

"No regrets." He pressed his hot lips to her forehead and chuckled, "I don't have any other advantages except that I'm stubborn. I'll never turn back even if I hit a wall."

An Zhixia's mouth twitched, "Why do I feel like I'm a bone in a dog's mouth, with no room for extrication?"

Fang Yuan pinched her smooth and elastic cheeks and said, "I've never seen anyone as stupid as you. You talk about others and even mention yourself. You're going to be my wife in the future!"

"Wife?!" An Zhixia was a little confused: "You are a bandit leader, and you still call me a wife!"

"Come on, brother will take you to eat a delicious meal!" As he said that, he pulled An Zhixia out of the car, and walked into a big house holding hands.

From the outside, this house looks like a wealthy family, with white walls and red tiles sparkling with the light of colored glaze in the sun. When you push open the door and go in, the interior is still grand and spacious, without any marks left by the years, and it brightly and vividly displays the appearance of the most glorious prince's mansion of the young era.

"What is this?" An Zhixia trembled in fear. The house in the city center was a real aristocratic house, not comparable to the houses of the kings of different surnames, the declining royal families, or the powerful ministers she bought in the East City District. They were both five-courtyard houses, but one was small but complete, and the other was as huge as an ostrich.

(End of this chapter)