C13

On the way back to the Urban Village, Yang Fann thought about a lot of things. The Old Ancestor's words of not exposing his wealth were truly wise, he had only sold the wine for tens of thousands of yuan and it had already garnered the attention of a little thief. If he sold the fruits on a large scale like before, then it would be even more troublesome.

To be able to open a high-class hotel in the Jiangnan City, who wouldn't have a background that was both black and white? If these people wanted to offend them, they wouldn't even be able to cry.

Although the vegetables and fruits in the space were not ripe yet, it was not hard to imagine that the things watered down with Spirit Spring s would definitely not be ordinary.

If he was targeted by bigger figures, the consequences would be even more horrible. If those big figures asked him to give up the method to grow vegetables, fruits, and grains, he wouldn't be able to refuse at all. He would definitely die if he refused.

Do not doubt the greed of human nature, and do not place your safety on the conscience of others. In the face of sufficient benefits, brothers can be a wall, and fathers and fathers can also be hostile.

Reality was not a fairy tale, and failure could be repeated again. Once an enemy that he could not afford to offend was attracted, it was very likely that he would end up in an irreparable situation. Those people would not leave him with any chance to turn the tables, and at that time, even his own family would be implicated.

How could those powerful figures not understand the principle of removing roots from weeds?

Returning to Urban Village, Yang Fann locked the motorcycle in the courtyard. After entering the house, he lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He repeatedly modified his plan until the sky turned white, then gradually fell asleep.

Yang Fann had a dream. He dreamed that he became the richest man in the world in terms of planting, breeding, wine making, medicine, health care, cosmetics, genetic modification, and other industries.

There were countless things he could use to enjoy: islands, beaches, villas, beauties, luxury car yachts, and airplanes.

Just when he was on an island, having an open meeting with a group of beauties of all colors shamelessly, a group of armed officials suddenly came and took away all of his belongings. The leader of the officials smiled sinisterly before he left and pulled the trigger on him.

"Ah!

Yang Fann woke up from his dream and broke out in a cold sweat: "F * ck, why does the officer who shot me look so familiar? It's the president of the student council, that trash!"

Speaking of Yang Fann's president of the student union when he was in university, he had no choice but to tell his ex-girlfriend Lee Qian's story. Back then, the story of Shepherd boy, the poor guy who was born into the reverse department of Wu Steel, was a well-known story in Jiangnan University.

As a flower of the foreign language faculty, Lee Qian had no idea how many suitors had come and gone, including the student council president, Wang Zheng, an influential figure in Jiangnan University.

However, there were plenty of rich second generation unchosen beauties, and there was even a promising student union president unchosen. Yet, they found Yang Fann, who came from the mountains, as their boyfriend, who knows how many pairs of glasses he broke.

Actually, many people didn't know that Lee Qian wanted Yang Fann to be her boyfriend because Yang Fann saved her from the night scene.

At that time, Lee Qian had just entered her first year of university and was still a naive and ignorant girl. She was tricked into singing at the music hall where Yang Fann was working by her roommate that was colluded with hoodlums. If it wasn't for Yang Fann saving her, who knows what would have happened to Lee Qian after she was drugged?

Girls were sentimental. Whether it was out of gratitude or for other reasons, Lee Qian had fallen in love with Yang Fann for four years just like that.

However, fairy tales will grow one day and beautiful dreams will eventually be shattered. When a young girl wakes up from a dream, she will realize that love is not bread, that it is not enough to eat or drink, and that if she wants to live a happy life, she still has to talk to the real thing.

Therefore, when Wang Zheng, the president of the student union, once again entered Lee Qian's field of vision, Lee Qian more than once compared Yang Fann with him:

Look at Wang Zheng, he even opened a company.

Look at Wang Zheng, he even drove a luxury car of a million yuan.

Look at Wang Zheng, how well dressed and how tasteful he is.

Don't look at me as a sheep

The intelligence of the sheep be unthinkable

The sky is high and the mood is wild

Chase down the sun every day

A phone's ringtone interrupted Yang Fann's thoughts. He picked up his phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, is this Yang Fann?"

The female voice that came out of the phone was very familiar. As the Spatial Spring Water's five senses had increased, Yang Fann immediately recognized that it was Fuhua Hotel's Lin Xiaoling.

"It's me. Who is this?" Yang Fann guessed that Lin Xiaoling came here to talk about the Spirit Spring's medicine wine, so he pretended that he couldn't hear her voice. If he could expose the other party's identity, then he would give the other party a fake face that you value her a lot, which might increase the difficulty of the negotiations.

"Hello, Yang Fann. I'm Lin Xiaoling from Fuhua Hotel. I have something that I want to talk to you about. I don't know if you're free for lunch, but I'll treat you to a meal?"

Lin Xiaoling had a good grasp of her speech skills. She was a young woman and was a few years older than Yang Fann. Calling Yang Fann by his first name sounded kind and polite, but it was much better than addressing him as Mr. Yang.

"There's no need to eat anymore. If you have anything to say, just say it on the phone. I still have something to do in the afternoon." Although Yang Fann wanted to sell his Spirit Spring wine, he would not stick it up. The other party would not be able to do it even if they were beauties.

"It's not about Fuhua Hotel, it's that a friend of mine who runs a hotel wants to see you. She has some interest in your medicinal wine and wants to talk to you face to face.

"Alright, then let's find a place to sit. Where are we going?"

"There's a teahouse. This name is really special."

Yang Fann looked at the tea house that was decorated with an antique design and felt that it was quite interesting. In a modern city like Jiangnan City, there was actually such an ancient style tea house.

In the Wind Listening Pavilion, Yang Fann met Lin Xiaoling's friend. He was around the same age as her and was also a beauty in her mid-twenties.

Unlike the professional Lin Xiaoling, this friend of hers was well-developed, with a protruding front and back, fair skin, and a face like a peach blossom. Her eyes were like autumn water, and with a bit of worry in her eyes, it also added to her charm.

"Hello, my name is Bai Mei. I'm Lin Xiaoling's college classmate and best friend."

"Hello, nice to meet you." Yang Fann shamelessly shook hands with Bai Mei, thinking that this woman should not be called Bai Mei, she should be called Bai Mei, white and seductive.

Bai Mei was quite bold, and when she shook hands with Yang Fann, she lightly scratched his palm with her little finger. Yang Fann decided to follow the principle of "if you offend me, I won't offend you", and he definitely wouldn't let himself suffer a loss. He scratched Bai Mei's hand three times in a row!