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Mia went back from the woods. It was already one o'clock in the morning. She entered the hall. There were no lights in the hall, but through the light from the swimming pool, she could faintly see some things. This article was first published by. She prepared quietly.

As she was going upstairs, she suddenly heard a voice: "You're back? How are things going?" The voice was very soft, but just enough for her to hear.

Mia was stunned immediately, and then looked towards the other side of the hall, and saw Zhen Fan sitting on the sofa, looking out at the glass wall. She walked over with a smile, and sat down with Zhen Fan cautiously.

Opposite of.

"How is Elizabeth?" Zhen Fan sighed and asked Mia. The look on his face was very calm and he spoke in a light tone, as casually as if he was chatting with a friend.

"She's fine!" Mia knew that she couldn't hide it from Zhen Fan, so she told everything about what happened in the woods, "Their abilities are getting stronger and stronger. There is no binding force, and the only one who can restrain them is you.

, so use your name to make them feel that there is a sword of Damocles hanging above their heads at all times."

Zhen Fan nodded, was silent for a while and said: "You did the right thing. You saved me a lot of worries. Thank you, Mia!" He said to Mia sincerely, "Sometimes, I

They will indeed be ignored. Since we have pointed out a path for them, a path that leads to the extraordinary, we must be responsible for them to the end!"

"Yes, Zhen, they have superpowers, but they don't believe in God and karma, so this is a very dangerous thing, and they will do something without any scruples, so they must understand it.

Even if there is no God, there is still you. You are their God!" Mia said to Zhen Fan, "Elizabeth's injury will get better soon through the care of the jade pendant and the Taoist techniques taught to her.

I hope she can be in awe in the future!”

"I know!" Zhen Fan nodded, then looked blankly at the lawn and woods outside under the lights, and said to Mia, "Because of this matter, I suddenly remembered, did I also ignore it?

How do you feel? You have been following me for so many years, but you have never asked for anything. And you have helped me support the entire clinic... If you want, you are free, and the clinic is my gift to you.

!”

"No, Zhen. I don't know what I will do. I don't know where I will go. In the past few years with you, I have truly tasted the taste of life. This is like my home. If... you

If you don't drive me away, I will stay by your side forever." As she said that, Mia stood up slowly, then walked to Zhen Fan, leaned down gently, and kissed her softly with her soft lips.

He touched Zhen Fan's forehead and left with a smile.

Zhen Fan stared at her back disappearing, and suddenly shook his head and smiled. This woman was also stubborn, which was somewhat similar to Stout. He did not agree with letting Stout become his slave, but

Since he doesn't want to leave, he won't force him. Maybe he can do something for himself in the future, maybe.

After sitting for a while, he got up, went upstairs and walked into his room. Kristine had already fallen asleep, with a smile on her lips. She slept soundly, and her even breathing made Zhen Fan's heart slowly fall.

He became calm, collected all his thoughts, and then gently hugged Christine from behind.

Kristen hummed in her sleep, then turned over, put a hand on the man's neck, gently hooked his head, and then pressed her gentle lips

On Zhen Fan's lips.

"You didn't sleep?" Zhen Fan started laughing.

"Have I lied to you?" Christine smiled vaguely and responded, "I didn't expect that I could lie to you. Then she held Zhen Fan's head in her arms, and her plump breasts were

Zhen Fan's face was hidden.

"Don't mess with me!" Zhen Fan laughed and slapped her on the buttocks.

Kristen let out a chuckle. She really couldn't mess with Zhen Fan anymore. She had tormented her so much tonight, so she really didn't dare to move. She just arched her body into Zhen Fan's arms and let herself go.

It would be better to sleep more comfortably.

Early the next morning, Joe Delabond called Zhen Fan and said with a smile: "Do you know what the ratings of your live broadcast were last night?"

"I don't know, why do I know this? Does this have anything to do with me? Anyway, you have already paid me your money, and you won't give me any more dividends!" Zhen Fan chuckled.

"Okay, I called the wrong number!" Joe Darabont hung up the phone very simply. This guy was so irritating. I called him with good intentions, but he didn't accept it so well.

See you soon. Okay, take a deep breath. After Joe Darabont took a few deep breaths, he dialed Zhen Fan's phone number again.

"Hello, this is Zhen Fan's office. I'm his secretary Melissa. Do you have anything to ask him about?" A woman's voice came from over there. Obviously, the guy didn't answer the phone.

It was so irritating, but he still took a deep breath, and then said in a very slow voice: "Please tell Zhen that the ratings of yesterday's live broadcast have exceeded 50 million.

The best ratings are almost the same, uh...the difference is only a few hundred thousand!"

"Okay, I will tell Mr. Zhen! Do you have anything else?" Melissa's voice was very programmed.

"No, okay, that's it!" Over there, Joe Darabont put down the phone in a depressed tone. How could he make himself so depressed by telling Zhen Fan the good news? After thinking about it, he didn't understand.

"It's still a difference of hundreds of thousands, and I didn't get the first place!" Zhen Fan smiled, then looked at Melissa and smiled, "Forget it, don't worry about it, by the way, book two tickets for me to go to China

Christine and I are planning to go to China, and I have to go to Master’s tomb, and I haven’t taken her there yet!”

"You have to take me with you!" Melissa smiled. "If I don't go, how will you deal with those things? For example, the Taoist temple you are repairing, the TV stations you are cooperating with, and those who want to contact you

Collaborators, do you know how many people are looking for you to shoot commercials now?"

"I don't know, a lot?" Zhen Fan looked at Melissa. Because Melissa had always handled these matters for him, many companies contacted Melissa directly.

"I'm working part-time as an agent for you, so I need to increase my salary." Melissa sighed, then shook her head and said, "I showed you a list before dinner last night, but you can't

I forgot to pick it up at the kitchen table. This is it!" She handed over a list as she spoke.

"There are domestic brands in the United States and Chinese brands, and the quotations are very good. I suggest you accept a few advertisements. They all have relatively favorable conditions!" Melissa kept saying, "This is just the right thing.

The first time you go to China and bring back millions of dollars, no one can refuse such a thing!"

Zhen Fan threw the list aside and said, "I didn't want to look at this list, and I can't understand it. Tell me about the brands with better conditions!"

"Well, the endorsement fee for the Coke brand from the United States is 10 million US dollars over two years, which is higher than the endorsement fees of many sports stars. There is also the Estee Lauder perfume from the United States, the endorsement fee is 1,200 US dollars over three years.

Ten thousand dollars..." Melissa looked at the list and said, but was interrupted by Zhen Fan.

"Let's talk about China!" Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders. As for local brands in the United States, he would reject them if he could, because his image could not be used excessively in the United States, because this is his base for making wine.

, he plans to shoot a series of advertisements for his wine this year, so he has to pay attention to his brand image!

Melissa also understood, so she stopped talking, nodded, and said: "There are a lot of invitations from Chinese brands. I have roughly screened some. There are a few that we can refer to. The first is the car brand.

It's from Volkswagen, and they plan to use 40 million people in two years to hire you to endorse it. There is also a local car brand in China called JL, which also has a two-year contract, but the fee is less, 3,000.

Five million, this is your choice! But...my suggestion is to choose the public!"

Zhen Fan frowned, then looked at Melissa and said, "No, choose JL!"

"Okay, I will contact them there. After we go there together, I will finalize all the terms of cooperation with them. Therefore, I suggest that you also bring a team there. At least we will not suffer during the negotiation!"

"You decide this, you do your thing, I do mine, don't interfere with each other!" Zhen Fan said and was about to stand up, but Melissa quickly stopped him again.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Zhen, there are a few more advertisements. One is for juice. The endorsement fee is for three years, 20-8 million, which is a bit low, but considering the products they make, I suggest you consider it...

…and one more…”

"Forget it, just pick up one first. Let's talk about it later!" Zhen Fan said, and the person had already left.

Melissa shrugged, and then shook her head helplessly. Kristen had already finished breakfast, which was a very Chinese breakfast. She was walking to the garden, getting ready for a walk. Zhen Fan walked over from behind her and hugged her.

She smiled and said, "Let's go to China together tomorrow!"

"Okay!" Christine didn't hesitate at all. She also wanted to go to China, especially to the place where Zhen Fan's master once lived and was buried. Going there has a symbolic meaning, which makes it more like

It feels like we are already a family with Zhen Fan, so she still has some expectations.

"I will tell my master that you are my wife, and he will be very happy!" Zhen Fan said, and couldn't help but think of some things with his master in the past, and he felt a little warm.

The early morning sunlight shone on the two people through the trees. Melissa looked at the two people from the hall and couldn't help but feel a little crazy, as if they were a couple made in heaven. (To be continued...)