Li Hanhai's words made Li Wendong and others nod their heads.
Zhang Fan, an ordinary person, really taught them a good lesson.
Early in the morning, accompanied by a pleasant cell phone ringtone, Zhang Fan opened his eyes.
I picked up the phone and took a look. It was a call from someone in the Rong family.
"Mr. Zhang Fan, my name is Rong Shi. It's wrong to disturb your rest so early in the morning, but there are some things that must be confirmed as soon as possible."
Longshi stated to him very respectfully.
"Yesterday, more than 12 billion yuan was newly injected into your Black Gold Bank card. Are you aware of this money?"
Zhang Fan nodded, smiled and said, "I did a business yesterday and made some money from the international crude oil market. I know about this."
The other party breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good. May I ask what your recent plans are for this money?"
Zhang Fan was silent for a while after hearing this, then he shook his head and said.
"I don't have any plans, so I'll just leave it to you guys to take care of it!"
The other party agreed immediately, and Zhang Fan finally hung up the phone.
This person was the banker assigned by the Rong family to manage his accounts.
In fact, the Rong family had already set up a separate account for Zhang Fan within the company.
This amount of money is the real capital, which is so huge that it is outrageous.
It not only concerns the direction of working capital of some of the most important industries of the Rong family, but also the income accumulation accounts of many indispensable company headquarters, industry patents, etc. of the Rong family.
Once someone touches the money in this account, the Rong family will be the first to get the news.
This is also to protect Zhang Fan’s interests and property so that they will not be secretly misappropriated by some people just because the Rong family members respect Zhang Fan too much.
This bank card of Zhang Fan is part of the dividends given to him by the Rong family in recent years, and is entirely used for Zhang Fan's daily expenses.
It’s just that Zhang Fan’s desires are relatively low, and he also has the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth. So how many things in this world can catch his eye?
The Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth has collected all the treasures from the three realms of the world, but Zhang Fan did not take out a few to admire and play with.
Therefore, instead of giving him such a huge amount of money, it would be better to let the Rong family manage it, otherwise he could only donate part of it.
For him, the benefits of merit are the source of everything!
One can be without money, power and influence, as long as one has the power of merit. All these are just accessories.
So he was touched by this phone call today and felt that it was time to reap a wave of merit and power.
After all, since the last time he slew the dragon, the merit and power he gained has been very weak every time. Even if Wang Zhonghan felt that Zhang Fan saved his life yesterday, the merit and power he contributed was not worth mentioning.
After getting up, he opened several very thick cookbooks placed on the coffee table in the center of the luxurious living room.
This is the recipe this hotel prepares for its residents.
Originally, as long as he got up and gave the order, he would be able to taste new dishes every day for a few months.
However, these things, no matter how exquisite and beautiful they are, always lack any human flavor.
Apart from looking good and tasting good, it has no other use. Perhaps this is the value of the object itself, but in Zhang Fan's opinion, it is better to go out and taste some country snacks that are full of the flavor of life.
When I pushed the door and walked out of the room, the hotel's waiter had already been waiting here.
When he saw Zhang Fan, he asked if he needed breakfast.
Zhang Fan waved his hand, ignored him, and went to the parking lot alone.
I just touched the door handle, and then several figures walked towards me.
"Mr. Zhang Fan, I finally found you."
Hearing the voice, Zhang Fan saw a hotel manager wearing gold-rimmed glasses, leading a gray-haired old man, and went directly to the parking lot to look for him.
"Jiang Hai? What do you want to do?"
Zhang Fan was a little impatient.
He didn't want to help Jiang Hai, because Jiang Hai had been involved with that monster throughout his life and had been more or less tainted with some sins.
The Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth can help those who are plagued by sin, but it will not help those who help the evil.
Jiang Hai saw the coldness on Zhang Fan's face and his eyes which were a little red due to staying up late, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.
He had been waiting for this night, and had to beg and plead with many people, and used countless connections, before he found out where Zhang Fan lived.
It just so happened that the owner of this hotel had once sought his treatment, so he was able to enter the parking lot.
Otherwise, he would probably just have to guard the gate.
The hotel manager stepped forward with an apologetic look on his face: "Mr. Zhang Fan, if you are really angry, please punish me. Mr. Jiang Hai once helped my uncle get rid of the torture of illness. I have no way to repay this kindness. That's why I told Mr. Jiang Hai about your stay in our hotel. This is my fault. I am willing to compensate and admit my mistake."
The hotel manager said sincerely and opened the briefcase in his hand. Zhang Fan took a look at the contents inside. It was not the usual money, but a set of very beautiful and valuable Han Dynasty gold jewelry.
This set of gold jewelry is worth at least several million dollars on the market. If you meet someone who particularly needs it or likes it, it would be easy to sell it for ten million.
As a token of apology, even Zhang Fan began to look up to this manager.
"Okay, put your things down. I won't hold you responsible for revealing that I was staying in a hotel."
Zhang Fan took the briefcase and threw it into the car, then turned around and was about to get in.
The hotel manager Yiqiao's face suddenly changed and he looked very anxious.
It’s not that he was unwilling to pay for these things, but he felt that Mr. Zhang Fan didn’t want to help Jiang Hai at all. He was really worried about old man Jiang Hai.
Jiang Hai took two steps forward and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhang Fan, I have been waiting here all night. I was torn between heaven and earth and figured out many things. What you told me last night gave me chills and made me feel terrified. I only ask you to teach me again."
Jiang Hai seemed very worried, and his inner anxiety also made him feel that the end was approaching.
If he doesn't get help from a noble person, he will surely die within three months.
Zhang Fan nodded when he heard this. When he gave Jiang Hai a suggestion, he actually also had the idea of helping him escape this disaster.
Jiang Hai has done nothing wrong in his life, but he is suspected of aiding and abetting evil.
But, Zhang Fan would not help him just because he was completely clueless. However, as the saying goes, God is merciful and kind, and forty-nine out of ten things will happen, one will escape.
It is not impossible to ask Zhang Fan to help him live to be a hundred years old and seek immortality.
Just look at the rivers and seas, whether you are willing or not, whether you want to or not!
"Mr. Zhang Fan, this is my thank you gift." Jiang Hai took out some things! ?
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