Nalan Wan'er wanted to complain, but after her grandfather comforted her for a while, he suddenly brought up the topic of Chen Fan.
"What was the name of the so-called master you knew?"
"Chen Fan? Grandpa, why did you suddenly think of asking him?"
Nalan Wan'er was a little surprised: "You have to stand on my side."
"Haha, I heard from your dad that you were naughty this time?"
"For a so-called master, you staged a scene of three women fighting for a husband at a charity party?"
Nalan Wan'er's pretty face immediately turned red: "Grandpa, those are all nonsense written by the media. Those stinky reporters should be arrested and shot."
The old man laughed, he really loved his precious daughter so much.
"These reporters just like to write nonsense. Of course I believe my precious daughter."
"Wan'er, tell grandpa, what kind of person is this Chen Fan?"
Nalan Wan'er immediately became alert: "Grandpa, what do you want to do?"
The old man chuckled: "If you want me to help you get justice, you have to tell me what kind of person he is, right?"
"My master... He is very talented and is great at writing songs. Grandpa, all the songs he writes are hits on the Internet. Otherwise, how could I possibly take him as my master?"
The father at the side suddenly asked: "Did he take the initiative to bring it up or did you ask for it?"
Nalan Wan'er glared at her father and said, "Of course I took the initiative to propose it. But they still don't agree."
The old man asked with a smile: "What else?"
"Also... my master is very good at business. Every product he makes makes money. Oh, I'm not interested in this, but I heard that many people admire him. They say he is a business genius."
The old man smiled and looked at his son beside him, then continued to ask.
"How did you get to know him?"
"It was the time when I accompanied Grandpa to Donghai Province. You were not going to recuperate, so I went out to play with Yan Qing, and that's how I met him by chance."
The old man asked doubtfully, "Is Yan Qing the kid from Yan Zongnan's family in the East Sea?"
"Yes, that's him."
"Yan Qing likes to play in a band, and he asked Chen Fan to come over to help write songs, so I got to know him."
The old man nodded. Now everything made sense.
He glanced at his son next to him, and he took out a newspaper from behind.
The old man took it and handed it to Wan'er, "Take a look. Your master has become famous."
"ah?"
Wan'er immediately took the newspaper and started reading. The more she read, the more excited she became.
"Hey, you are worthy of being my master, so handsome."
"Grandpa, this is something my master can really do. These teaching buildings he donated will surely save many people this time, right?"
The old man laughed, "What do you mean a lot? That's quite a lot of people, and most of them are children."
The old man sighed at this point: "These are all great creations."
"Alright. Based on the great thing your master has done, I, your grandfather, will make the decision today to lift your house arrest. From tomorrow on, you can move freely. In addition, I have returned your cell phone for you."
"Really? Thanks Grandpa!"
Wan'er excitedly hugged the old man's face and kissed him hard, which made the old man laugh.
After chatting with his granddaughter for a while, the old man said goodbye and left.
After walking out of the door, the smile on the old man's face slowly calmed down.
The son behind him whispered: "Since you are from Yunhai and know Yan Qing, you can find Yan Zongnan. He should know how these buildings came about."
The old man nodded: "Call me tomorrow."
"good."
After hesitating for a while, he opened his mouth and asked, "Father, is it necessary to attach so much importance to this kid?"
The old man was silent for two seconds.
"Just by looking at the teaching buildings he donated in Shudu, we can tell that he is a man with a conscience."
"Such a person is worth examining."
"The Nalan family has developed to the point where it seems to be a prominent family in the capital, but all of this was based on the premise that I was still alive."
"I am old. If I die one day, how long can the glory of the Nalan family last?"
The Chinese were shocked.
"Father……"
"A Qingyan..."
Nalan Qingyan is the name of Wan'er's father.
"Haven't you noticed the problems of our Nalan family?"
The son next to him frowned, as if he didn't understand what his father meant.
The old man sighed and jabbed the cane in his hand.
"Everyone in the Nalan family is in the government and the army."
"Alas, you were injured when you were young, so you had to choose a civilian job. Although it looks like a good position now, it is basically hopeless to continue to move up."
"As for the others, the second oldest is in the middle class, but with his temper, it will be equally difficult for him to continue to advance."
"As for the others, they are basically either working in idle offices or joining the army."
"It seems that the family is prosperous now, but when I die, how long can this family prosper?"
Nalan Qingyan's expression changed and he became a little nervous.
"Father……"
But the old man has never taken the initiative to talk about this topic.
"At present, the only person in the entire family who makes me feel gratified is my grandson You'an. He is young, but has backbone and ambition. He is worthy of being a descendant of our Nalan family."
"But peace is not easy. It is so difficult to climb up in the army."
At this point, the old man couldn't help but laugh at himself.
"When I was young, I fought with my old comrades all my life. Later, I was lucky enough to survive. I felt that all the merits belonged to my comrades, and I shouldn't be greedy. Therefore, I have been stricter with you kids in this life. I never allow you to take advantage of my reputation to seek personal gain..."
"Now that I'm old, I'm beginning to care about these false reputations."
Nalan Qingyan's eyes were sore: "Father, you are still strong and can live for another thirty years."
The old man glanced at his son.
"Do you believe this?"
"I am a pure materialist fighter. I am never afraid of death. I am not afraid of death."
"I've lived this long, I've already made a profit."
"I just want to... think about something for you kids before I leave."
Only here did the old man reveal the shortcomings of the Nalan family.
"All the members of the Nalan family are in the government, and there is no one in the martial arts world..."
Nalan Qingyan was stunned, and Ma Xiao understood what his father meant.
The Nalan family has a certain influence in the officialdom and the army.
Especially in the army, the old man has many disciples everywhere, and his influence is extraordinary.
But the army and society are naturally two different worlds.
If the old man really passes away in the future, the entire Nalan family may not decline immediately, but it is bound to be greatly reduced.
The old man wants to find a powerful ally in the business world.
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