"Tell me about it."

With the boss's permission, Feng Pojun focused on driving while telling his boss about the plan he had come up with.

"Boss, you have already torn your relationship with the Zhao family."

"It's not surprising that the Zhao family will do something insane next."

"Would it be too dangerous for Miss Su to be alone in the capital? Should we strengthen the security around Miss Su?"

Chen Fan suddenly smiled.

"Very good. You and I are thinking alike."

"Well, when you get back, you should do this right away."

Chen Fan thought for a moment and then instructed: "First, select a few members from the club's security team, and then they will be full-time security personnel."

"It may be too late. So, after you select them, give them a few days of training, and then send two people to the capital to be responsible for secretly protecting Ruchu's safety."

Feng Pojun knew that he had made the right bet.

"Boss, wouldn't two be too much?"

Chen Fan shook his head.

"I know Ruchu. She is not used to being followed by strangers. She will be easily exposed if she talks too much."

"Two people are enough. Just be responsible for protection in secret and report any problems immediately."

"Remember, usually just hide in the dark and never reveal your identity."

"yes."

Feng Pojun nodded solemnly and took this matter as a top priority.

The boss gave him the job of selecting, which showed his absolute trust in him. He must go all out to live up to the trust of his boss.

Qingsong Club is a high-end club located in the western suburbs of Beijing, which implements a strict membership system.

When Chen Fan arrived, he was stopped at the door by a security guard wearing a suit and with an upright posture.

"As expected of the capital, even the security guards look so professional."

Chen Fan sighed, then reached into his pocket and took out his phone to make a call.

"Hey, I'm here, but the security guard at the door won't let me in."

A girl's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Give the phone to security."

Chen Fan had no choice but to stick the phone out of the window.

"Hey, bro, answer the phone."

The security guard came over and took the call. After listening to just two sentences, he immediately stood at attention.

“Okay, yes!”

"Let them go immediately."

After saying that, Shuang returned the phone to Chen Fan, and then said hello to his companions next to him.

"Open the door."

"Sir, please come in."

Sitting in the car, Chen Fan and Feng Pojun reminded.

"Please remember this for me. When we get back, we will also upgrade the security of our club. Follow this standard."

"Boss, our club has a lot of security. If we follow this standard, I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money."

Chen Fan said indifferently: "It's time to spend it."

"Since we claim to be a high-end club, the security must be impeccable so that when guests come in, the first thing they think of is a sense of security."

"Also, when you get back, talk to CEO Ding and ask her to recruit another group of security guards. This time, try to hire retired soldiers."

"In the future, we will also ensure that no matter where members are in the club, they can see our security guards every few steps."

According to the instructions on the phone, Chen Fan took a car to the gate of his set of courtyards.

After getting off the car, Feng Pojun drove away under the guidance of the staff, and a woman in a red cheongsam was already waiting for Chen Fan at the door.

"Mr. Chen?"

"It's me."

"Please follow me."

The woman led the way in front. Because she had to take care of Chen Fan's inconvenient legs, the woman deliberately adjusted the frequency of her steps, not letting Chen Fan feel offended at all.

After walking through a long wooden corridor, the view ahead suddenly opened up.

Unexpectedly, a large piece of green grass appeared.

This is actually a golf course.

"Ms. Wan'er is at Court No. 7. Please follow me."

The woman led the way in front, and Chen Fan followed slowly.

Looking across the court, one can see members from different clubs gathered in groups of two or three.

Some were playing golf, while others were sitting under umbrellas, drinking coffee and chatting.

There aren't many ways for wealthy people to socialize, but golf is a very common one.

After all, a rich man like Chen Fan always likes to find a teahouse or hotel on the roadside to discuss business.

Chen Fan had played golf in his previous life, but he had no interest in it.

His eyes seemed to be observing the members and customers nearby.

Most of them are men around 4 or 5 years old, and their attire is that of a mature man.

In addition, there were some young men in their twenties, each of them bringing their sexy female companions. I didn’t know whether they were here to play ball or to pick up girls.

Chen Fan looked around but didn't see any familiar faces.

However, when he was about to reach Court No. 7, Chen Fan happened to pass by a few men in suits.

With a casual glance, Chen Fan couldn't help but let out a light exclamation.

"Sir? What's wrong?"

The woman leading the group turned around and looked over in confusion.

Chen Fan shook his head. "Nothing. I seemed to see someone familiar."

Seeing that Chen Fan had no intention of explaining, the woman continued to lead the way.

Finally we arrived at Court No. 7 and could see a group of young people playing basketball from afar.

After the woman brought Chen Fan here, she bowed slightly, turned around and left.

Chen Fan immediately spotted Nalan Wan'er, who was standing in the distance. The girl was wearing a white baseball cap, a white women's polo shirt, and a short black pleated skirt.

The whole look is sporty, youthful and full of energy.

Looking at the young people around this girl, Chen Fan understood that they should be Nalan Wan'er's friends in the capital, but she didn't understand why this girl called her over.

Instead of going over to say hello, he walked to a chair nearby and sat down to rest, while his mind was still thinking about the scene he had just seen.

Passing by those people, Chen Fan always felt that he saw a familiar face.

But for a moment I was not sure.

This is when Nalan Wan'er, who was far away, noticed Chen Fan, waved excitedly towards him, and then motioned Chen Fan to come over.

Chen Fan also smiled and waved, but he showed no intention of getting up.

Nalan Wan'er was helpless and walked over here angrily with a baseball bat in hand.

The companions around him seemed to think there was something interesting to watch, so they stopped playing ball and all walked over with a smile.

As they walked, the group chatted cheerfully, and Chen Fan vaguely heard a few words.

"Little Leo, don't bring anything in from now on. That guy just now looked unreliable."

"He talked for a long time, but I still didn't understand what business he was doing."

"Didn't Mr. 그 say it was an emerging industry?"

"New shit. Looks like a scam to me."

"And this guy's face doesn't look trustworthy at first glance."

"In my opinion, you should not introduce him to your uncle, or you might get beaten up by your family."

"Wan'er, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Nalan Wan'er complained: "Can you please stop judging people by their appearance?"

A group of partners laughed and joked: "Why don't you invest in him?"

"Bah, my family is not in business, unlike those of you who have mines at home."

Nalan Wan'er complained, came to Chen Fan and shouted unhappily.

"Why didn't you come over when I called you just now?"

Chen Fan smiled and pointed at his leg that was covered with ointment. "It's inconvenient."

Nalan Wan'er glanced at him and said nothing.

Without waiting for the girl to speak, Chen Fan asked with a smile: "What were you discussing just now? You were talking so heatedly."

Nalan Wan'er curled her lips.

"Nothing, a small boss from outside, who somehow got in touch with Leo, wants to meet his uncle who works at Goldman Sachs. I guess he's here to solicit investment."

Nalan Wan'er knew that Chen Fan was a businessman, so she added another sentence.

"That guy has a sharp face and looks like a liar. We have chased him away."

A girl next to him suddenly laughed and joked, "Wan'er, didn't you just say that you can't judge a person by his appearance?"

Chen Fan suddenly became interested and asked with a smile.

"From outside? Do you know your name?"

Nalan Wan'er frowned and thought for a long time.

"What's it called? What horse..."

At this time, the companion next to him reminded: "It seems to be called Jack Ma."

Nalan Wan'er nodded immediately.

"Yes, that's Jack Ma."

Chen Fan: “…”

Jack horse?