Save the Bachelor of Heaven

"If you close the stall, you won't be busy anymore." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

Chen Ru stood for a while and said, "I think I can't help, so I'll go back first."

After saying that, he nodded to Xiao Yawen as a greeting, then turned around and walked out.

"Sister-in-law, is something wrong?" Seeing this, Xiang Nan sent Chen Ru downstairs and asked when no one was around.

The lawsuit on Chen Ru's forehead is obvious.

Chen Ru said with embarrassment: "Yuan Ying, I'm sorry that I came to see you right after you got off the plane. Chu Feng said that you were leaving Yanjing after clearing the stall, so I thought I'd better come to you as soon as possible."

"If there is nothing special, I plan to leave tomorrow. If you have anything to say first," Xiang Nan nodded and asked.

"My brother got into trouble again. He got into a fight with someone in the karaoke bar and cut his face, which disfigured him. I went to the hospital to see him a few times, and they agreed to let him go private.

Chu Feng already has opinions about my brother, and I don't want him to know about it. Chu Feng's position can't afford favors, and I can't find anyone else. So, I can only come to you. "Chen Ru explained.

His younger brother is incompetent, he can eat, drink, play, fight, and do everything. Han Chufeng is the general manager of Zhengtian Group, a well-known large company in the mainland, so he naturally looks down on this incompetent brother-in-law.

But Chen Ru was a bit obsessed with helping her younger brother. No matter what happened to her younger brother, she wanted to help him settle it. The back and forth made Han Chufeng very dissatisfied.

"How much?" Xiang Nan nodded and asked.

"They want two hundred thousand." Chen Ru replied.

The total money Xiang Nan has now does not exceed 180,000, which is the living expenses he has prepared for the next few years.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I can only give you 150,000." He thought about it and said.

"One hundred and fifty thousand is enough. I still have some money in my hand." Chen Ru said quickly.

"Okay, in that case, I'll ask Yawen to deliver it to you later." Xiang Nan said.

"Thank you, Yuanying." Chen Ru was very grateful after hearing this.

…

It took workers from the moving company more than three hours to load the office belongings into the car.

After the staff of the Rongtai Office Leasing Management Office inspected the house, Xiao Yawen went through the check-out procedures with them.

Afterwards, Xiang Nan and Xiao Yawen returned to their residence together.

It was completely dark at this time. Car lights, street lights, and neon lights merged together, turning the streets of Yanjing into a sea of ​​brilliant lights.

Ding Yuanying's temporary residence in Yanjing is another house owned by Han Chufeng. It is located on the third floor of a residential area north of the Normal School in HD District. It covers an area of ​​more than 80 square meters and has a basement of 15 square meters.

The moving company's car drove into the community and parked downstairs where Ding Yuanying lived.

Xiang Nan went to the basement to open the iron door, and Xiao Yawen followed behind with his suitcase.

After Xiang Nan opened the door, he took out the cash from his suitcase, handed it to Xiao Yawen and said, "Chen Ru's brother injured someone and is waiting for money to deal with it. She doesn't want Chu Feng to know about it. You call Chen Ru Make an appointment with Ru and give her the 150,000 yuan."

"Then you only have more than 20,000 yuan left in the box." Xiao Yawen quickly reminded him when he saw it.

The more than 170,000 yuan is his living expenses for the next three years, and he was originally calculated to be wealthy. But now if we take out 150,000 yuan at once, the remaining 20,000 yuan will take three years.

For ordinary people, these years may be enough, but for big bosses like Xiang Nan, they are not even enough to buy a bottle of high-end wine.

"It's passable." Xiang Nan smiled.

Seeing what he said, Xiao Yawen had no choice but to nod, put the money into his bag, and said helplessly: "Mr. Ding, your money really lives up to the saying, it's clean before it's even heated."

Xiang Nan put the suitcase on the wall and said, "Go up and ask them to unload the truck."

Xiao Yawen came up and asked everyone to unload the truck, and the workers swarmed up and started moving things.

When more than half of the things in the car were unloaded, a white Honda sedan drove over. When Xiao Yawen saw him, he said "Mr. Han is here" and immediately went to greet him.

…

Han Chufeng, 39 years old, is from Yanjing. He holds a PhD in Business Administration from Berlin University and is currently the general manager of Zhengtian Commercial Building of Zhengtian Group.

He is tall and burly, with an angular face and a few strands of slightly sparse hair hanging on his forehead. He is wearing a moon-white casual shirt with no buttons and a vest exposed. He has a free and easy atmosphere.

Han Chufeng got out of the car and asked, "Where is Yuanying?"

Xiao Yawen replied: "Mr. Ding is in the basement, should I call him?"

Han Chufeng glanced at the few things left in the car and said, "No, we're almost done moving. Are you sure Yuanying is leaving tomorrow?"

Xiao Yawen said: "Sure. He didn't even drink when he got off the plane and has been busy until now, just for this. Everything has been transported to the ancient city. He has neither tea nor a stereo here, so he may not be used to it."

Han Chufeng asked casually: "Why did you choose the ancient city for him?"

Xiao Yawen smiled and said: "No matter which city you choose, you will ask the same question. I have a friend in the ancient city criminal police team who knows everything about it. If anything happens, he can still have someone to take care of him."

At this time, Xiang Nan watched the movers finish moving the things, settle the moving fees, lock the iron door, pick up the boxes and return to the ground.

"Qiu Hong and the others have left?" Han Chufeng asked when he saw him.

"Let's go, let me bring you a message to say thank you." Xiang Nan nodded.

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about?" Han Chufeng waved his hand and said with a smile. For a big boss like him, arranging a room is nothing, "What about you, leaving tomorrow?"

"Let's go." Xiang Nan nodded.

"Then as originally planned, you can just bring a few changes of clothes with you and leave the hotel directly tomorrow. I have already booked two rooms." Han Chufeng said with a smile.

"Why book a room?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile upon hearing this.

"Drink. If you fall asleep when you are drunk, it will save trouble." Han Chufeng explained.

"Alcohol destroys one's will. If you drink too much, you will become unworthy and talk too much about alcohol." Xiang Nan smiled.

"The purpose of setting up a drunken and resting position is to talk while drinking, otherwise we would just drink tea." Han Chufeng said with a smile.

"Mr. Ding, when will you leave tomorrow? I'll see you off." Xiao Yawen also asked at this time.

"I won't bother you if I have an address. You have worked hard this year, so go back and have a good rest." Xiang Nan waved his hand.

When Xiao Yawen heard this, he smiled and said, "Mr. Ding, your tea is getting cold too fast. You don't even give me a chance to flatter me?"

"If there's no point in taking pictures, there's no need to take pictures." Xiang Nan said with a smile.

"Delete the flattering element, and I'll have to go." Xiao Yawen insisted.

Although she had only been with Ding Yuanying for a year, she knew how extraordinary this man was. Therefore, she went to great lengths to arrange for Ding Yuanying to live in the ancient city, and also asked her good sisters to take care of him.

The purpose is to leave a chance to continue to follow Ding Yuanying.

"If Yawen wants to go, let her go. You wait for the call tomorrow and I'll pick you up before leaving. Yawen is a nice girl, very sensible." Han Chufeng smiled upon seeing this.

Xiao Yawen hurriedly said to Han Chufeng: "Thank you, Mr. Han."

Seeing this, Xiang Nan was noncommittal.