Detective: I, the god of reasoning!

This figure dressed in a Tang costume was Mr. Yan.

It was just that what really surprised Fu Xiangjing was the line of life data above Mr. Yan's head.

"Name: Yan Daoqin."

"Age: 65."

"Lifespan: three months, eight hours, seven minutes and three seconds."

This famous godfather of Mangu Chinatown actually has only three months to live.

Fu Xiangxian suddenly showed a strange smile, and he turned to Mr. Yan: "Since Mr. Yan personally came to greet him, then I naturally want to appreciate my face." "

Said.

Fu Xiangxiang went straight to the front of the car and sat directly up.

This movement was extremely smooth, which surprised Mr. Yan, who had seen countless winds and waves.

But in just a moment, Mr. Yan regained his composure, he got into the car and sat next to Fu Xiangxiang, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, do you really not remember me?" "

Well?

The sudden sentence made Fu Xiangxian a little unexpected.

The reason why he changed his mind temporarily was not to really give Mr. Yan face, but because he saw Mr. Yan's life time and wanted to make a deal with Mr. Yan.

As a result, he didn't expect Mr. Yan to say such a sentence when he got into the car.

Fu Xiangjing suddenly frowned slightly: "Have we seen it before?" "

"Of course, we met in Connecticut eight years ago, when you were twelve." A touch of emotion appeared on Mr. Yan's vicissitudes of face: "At that time, I went to the United States to send my son to study, and my son did not like to be ostentatious, so the two of us went to school that day to go through the admission procedures. "

"It's just that at that time, my English was not too fluent, and I made a little joke, or did you kid solve the siege for me, so I forgot?"

Although eight years have passed since the incident, Mr. Yan always remembers it.

Fu longing.

For Mr. Yan at the beginning, these three words were just a Chinese compatriot who spoke out.

However, later, with Fu Yuanjing's gradual growth, and even known internationally as the "representative of the light of the Chinese", Mr. Yan thoroughly understood the twelve-year-old boy.

It can be said.

Fu Xiangxiang is a well-deserved proud son of heaven.

Even Mr. Yan, who has experienced strong winds and waves, has to marvel at this young man's wonderful resume at this moment.

"A little impressed, but I don't remember exactly."

Fu Wanjing said lightly: "At that time, China's development was not as good as it is now, and Chinese people were often ostracized abroad, frankly speaking, I spoke for my compatriots not only once or twice, you are only one of them, so I don't remember." "

As Fu Xiang's voice landed, Mr. Yan was suddenly even more surprised.

This kid....

You didn't take the opportunity to climb with him?!

Not to mention Mr. Yan's surprise, even the two bodyguards sitting in front of them were surprised when they heard Fu Xiangjing's words.

If it was someone else, I am afraid that he would have already used this matter to get involved with Mr. Yan at this time.

But this young man was so indifferent, even...

Didn't put Mr. Yan in his eyes!

This kind of wind bone immediately impressed Mr. Yan: "Although you forgot, but the old man has not forgotten, the old man has galloped in the mall in his life and has seen countless people, but the first time he saw a person like you, he is not humble or promiscuous, he is my Chinese good son." "

"So, that's why you let people sneak up on us last night?" Fu Xiangjing suddenly asked.

Mr. Yan was stunned again, as if he didn't expect Fu Xiangjing to ask this question at this time.

But just a moment later, Mr. Yan laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, I just want to test your skills, I see your information on the Internet, you kid still has to be a sanda champion?" "

Fu Xiangjing looked out the window: "Hmm... It seems to be, I have won so many awards, I honestly forgot a little. "

"It is worthy of being called the light of the Chinese, and you have indeed not disappointed everyone over the years." Mr. Yan sighed with emotion: "We Chinese who are in exile, although we are fortunate to develop, but we have to stay away from our homeland, it is not easy to see it again, this time I want to thank you for helping me find the gold and find out the inner ghosts of my Yan family." "

Perhaps because life is coming to an end, this godfather of Chinatown has many feelings in his heart.

Fu Xiangxian pursed his lips and went straight to the point: "Thank you is not necessary, but I have a business I want to talk to Mr. Yan, I don't know if Mr. Yan is interested?" "

"You want to do business with me?" Mr. Yan was surprised.

"Yes." Fu Wanjing said solemnly: "A business that Mr. Yan will be very interested in. "

Looking at the young man's suddenly serious face, Mr. Yan also put away the casual smile on his face, and said solemnly: "Business can naturally be discussed, but you don't need to take a bite of Mr. Yan, if you want, you can call me a godfather." "

Godfather?!

When the two bodyguards in front heard this, they immediately became even more envious.

Obedient!

They have followed Mr. Yan for so many years, and it is the first time they have seen Mr. Yan's remarks about asking to dry up his son.

If he can be Mr. Yan's godson, he can eat any benefit for a lifetime.

This kid really went out of shit luck!!

However.

Just when the two bodyguards were envious and jealous, they heard Fu Xiang's smiling voice coming: "The brother bureau can, and the father and son bureau is exempt from talking." "

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