Ning Fan nodded: "So, if you just lend a hand and do me this favor, maybe you can 'promote' someone who can help you!"
Without waiting for He Ziqing to question him, Ning Fan quickly said, "Instead of aimlessly waiting for someone to find you, why not create someone yourself who can give you a stage? Master He, I'm sure you can figure this out!"
"How long have you lived here? You've met so many people, but you still haven't met the person you're waiting for. Doesn't this speak volumes?"
"There are many people who want to resist Yanchikov, but few actually dare to do it, right?"
Ning Fan pointed at himself again: "Others don't dare to come, but I do."
He Ziqing stared at Ning Fan for a long time: "I've seen many people who talk tough."
"No problem."
Ning Fan smiled: "Ten days later, you'll see how I perform!"
He Ziqing's eyes lit up.
Ning Fan straightened up and said loudly, "When the time comes, you just watch from upstairs. If you think I'm okay, come down and give me a hand! If you still don't think I'm okay, then I deserve it. You just keep standing here, waiting for the person you've been waiting for to come! How's that?"
"Whether you are willing to help or not depends on you!"
"Whether I can please you depends on me!"
…
At this moment, when He Ziqing came out...
Yanchikov frowned and spoke in a low voice.
"Mr. He, what are you doing..."
"ah."
He Ziqing smiled, a rare moment. "I wanted to do some business, but the staff inside said they didn't have enough authority. It just so happened that you're here, Mr. Yangchikov! I figured, in this F70 area, there shouldn't be anything you can't handle."
Yanchikov swallowed hard.
He Ziqing took out an electronic board.
"I want to go out for a walk and earn some money."
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