Dozo America

Zhen Fan did not return to the villa in Beverly Hills in the evening. He left a message to Mia, saying that he would stay in Temecula. Mia gave a few instructions, just asking him to call if he needed anything.

This evening, Zhen Fan was not idle. Instead, he discussed traditional Chinese medicine with Tang Shaoyang for half a night. As the discussion continued, Tang Shaoyang benefited a lot and felt that he had made further progress in the concepts and applications of traditional Chinese medicine.

He felt indescribable gratitude to Zhen Fan for his promotion and wished he could repay him immediately.

But what could he have to repay? So much so that he kept mumbling: "I really... owe you too much, and I don't know how to repay..."

"Just help me run the clinic well. It's a reward for me!" Zhen Fan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "By the way, don't you often live with Tang Xiaobei? It's also a holiday now, why?

Didn’t you see her come back?”

Tang Shaoyang smiled bitterly: "She wants to stay in Los Angeles, and that's right. She can stay there if she likes. It doesn't matter. When the child is older, we can't always let her stay with us. When it's time to fly, let her fly.

Bar!"

The two of them were talking, and then they saw Lance, who was wearing pajamas, suddenly open the door of the guest room, walked into the living room, and was looking for something to eat in the refrigerator, and asked him to find a can of drink, and then

He walked to the living room, sat down, and said to Zhen Fan and Tang Shaoyang, "Why are you still here?"

What he said was incomprehensible.

Zhen Fan looked at this guy in disbelief and shook his head: "It's my turn to ask you this. Why are you still here? Lance. I heard that a place has been arranged for you in the vineyard. Are you still here?"

You have to live there. That’s where you should go, forget it tonight! Just move there tomorrow!”

"What?"

At this moment, Lance woke up from his drowsiness. He stared at Zhen Fan: "Didn't we agree? I live here in this place, why do you want me to move out?"

"Because the plan has changed, Lance, if you want to live here, then... my decision is... you should go to New Jersey, which is more suitable for you!" Zhen Fan didn't care about Lance's surprise at all. On the contrary, you should go to New Jersey.

Say to him in a non-negotiable tone, "Do you agree?"

"That's not fair, Zhen. You made a decision for me but didn't give me a chance to defend myself. That's not fair!" Lance began to complain. He just felt that this place was very good. It was very suitable for him to live here.

But one night later, he had to move out again and live in the vineyard.

"Yes, this is my decision, because I make the decision here and in the vineyard. Do you agree with me?" Zhen Fan smiled at Lance.

"Actually... Mr. Mitchell can live here. It's very big and spacious. Even if Tang Xiaobei comes back, he can stay here!" Tang Shaoyang felt a little embarrassed.

"Yes. You are absolutely right. This place is very spacious. And... Mr. Tang doesn't mind, why don't you let me live here? This is a waste of resources!" Lance said to himself.

"I'm sorry, Lance, I think I made it clear! I need you to help me keep an eye on the vineyard. You are someone I rely on, and if you do a good job, I will soon have you as a security guard.

As deputy director, your salary and power will be greatly enhanced. Think about it, we will expand further. You are one of the main managers of this wine empire. If you don’t integrate into it now, you will

Missed opportunity!”

Zhen Fan chatted with Lance in a serious tone, as if their ages were reversed, he was in his thirties and Lance was in his twenties.

"Okay, okay, I agree!" Perhaps because he was deceived by Zhen Fan, Lance suddenly made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and then added, "I hate the vineyard!"

"But you can drink the latest wine at any time, which is worth a lot of money!" Zhen Fan then added.

Obviously this sentence was the last straw that broke Lance's mind. A smile finally appeared on his face. Yes, that was the place where fine wine was produced. This was the only condition that touched Lance's heart.

Seeing that Lance agreed, Zhen Fan turned to Tang Shaoyang and smiled: "Let's stop here tonight. You are old. I have some H﹒C﹒D hidden here. You can drink a little every day. This is good for you.

Your body has great benefits. I also want you to work for me for a few more years."

"Okay, Mr. Zhen! I'm going to have a rest first. Good night!" Tang Shaoyang was still full of respect for Zhen Fan. He turned to Lance and said, "Good night, Mr. Mitchell!"

"Good night, Doctor Tang!" Lance waved to Tang Shaoyang, watched him approach his bedroom, and then smiled at Zhen Fan, "I like this old man, he always seems polite. I used to and

The guys I hang out with always call me by my nickname, and then add something like 'you bastard' or 'you damn thief', but of course, that doesn't include you!" Lance looked at Zhen Fan.

His eyes were a little unkind, so he quickly added.

"Okay, Lance, now that Mr. Tang is gone, I still have to tell you that letting you be a security guard is not a temporary arrangement, but a long-term plan. Because once our wine sells very well,

Even if that means cutting off the financial resources of many wine merchants, perhaps more vineyards in Temecula will close down..."

"Wait a minute, I don't quite understand why. Your H﹒C﹒D was also very popular in the past, so why didn't you bankrupt those wine merchants?" Lance was a little confused.

"Because now we occupy the mid-range wine market, which is a very big cake, but we estimate that we will eat more than half of it. In this way... they couldn't compete with us in the high-end before, so they can focus on the mid-to-low-end market. After all...

…The high-end market is only so big, so it’s totally okay to give up. But now…it’s different!”

"You took away their money, haha... I like it..." Lance smiled.

"So... there will be many people who are concerned about the formula of our wine, so we have to beware of their various methods, especially what you need to pay attention to... is the aspect that your powers can detect!" Zhen Fan said cautiously

With.

"You mean...soul..." Lance suddenly froze, and then softly shouted, "Oh, God, I hope this is not true. If someone really can control the soul,

Then he's not with you..." Then he looked at Zhen Fan in surprise, a little incredulous.

"Don't underestimate the people in this world, such as yourself, Helena, and me. In fact, there are many such people I know...so...your responsibility is very heavy, and this is why I cannot let you

The important reason for you to leave there at any time!" Zhen Fan looked at him, "You promised, I hope you can do it!"

"But... God, I can't command the soul to do something..." Lance said with some embarrassment, "In other words, if those commanded souls want to attack me, wouldn't I die faster?

?”

"You don't need to do anything, you just need to inform me of what you see in time!" Zhen Fan said, taking off the ring in his hand and handing it to Lance, "This thing is very important, you have to wear it every day.

On hand, it will keep you safe."

"Really?" Lance felt incredible.

"Yes, you should believe me!" Zhen Fan looked at Lance, "I have given this ring magical power. Don't worry, you will be safe."

"Okay, I believe you!" Lance nodded, then took the ring, looked at it carefully, and put the ring on his finger very carefully.

"Okay, go to sleep!" Zhen Fan patted Lance on the shoulder, stood up, walked to his bedroom door, stopped, and turned around, "Don't even think about staying here, I know you are a little unwilling!

After saying that, he pushed the door open and closed the door with a bang.

"It's true that they are unwilling to do so. Those souls said that although it is possible, but... who would do that?" Lance shook his head, "Well, for the sake of Zhen becoming a god, I will help him.

Maybe he can become an angel in the future! Angel? Hehe, maybe that's good... But when will Zhen become a real God... This question seems... very far away..." Lance said to himself, obviously he

Some people were stunned.

God? Zhen Fan became God? This is too funny.

If this sentence were said to Zhen Fan seriously, Zhen Fan would definitely think that Lance was crazy and seriously ill. If he could really become God, why would he still work so hard to make wine and open a clinic?

Are you still going to Miami so hard to find answers to some riddles and other boring things?

The next day, Lance kept his promise and moved out of the house. Tang Shaoyang went to work, and Annie asked for leave from Tang Shaoyang. She was in the yard early in the morning, calling Claire's name loudly.

"Claire, you have to hurry up. If you don't come out, you'll be late!"

"I know, Mom!" Claire rushed out of the house, closed the door, put the key under the carpet in front of the door, and then shouted loudly towards Zhen Fan's house.

"Uncle Zhen, let's go!"

"I know, come out right away!" Zhen Fan responded loudly, then opened the door and came out, looking at Claire waving towards him and giggling.

"Hi, Claire!" Zhen Fan closed the door, put the key next to the flower bed, walked to the fence of Annie's lawn, jumped over with a slight jump, and then kept his body lying on the wood.

Claire on the fence said, "Let's go!" and walked to Annie's car.

"You don't plan to drive?" Annie obviously didn't know that Zhen Fan would want to take her car.

"Of course, isn't there you?" Zhen Fan smiled, opened the door, and sat in the back seat. Claire also climbed in, sat next to Zhen Fan, and fastened her seat belt.

"We can go!" Claire said loudly to Annie in the driving position.

"Yes, let's go, Claire, are you ready?" Zhen Fan turned his head and asked Claire.

Claire rolled her eyes at Zhen Fan proudly, and then laughed: "Of course, I have been practicing for a long time, and the teacher said I am the best, so... I am ready!"