Strongest Guard

In order to obtain the project on Lin City, Director Yue did not hesitate to give up his dignity and used the beauty trick on Lee Nanfang.    

If Lee Nanfang took the opportunity to ask for a room in a hotel to discuss the great question of the origin of life, she would probably agree after feigning awkwardness.    

Of course, there was only Lee Nanfang in the world who was willing to sleep with Director Yue in order to achieve great benefits. Even if Holan Fusu beat her to death, she wouldn't do this to Brother Fusu.    

Eh, why did he mention Brother Fusu again? It seemed that a lot of people hated him.    

Lee Nanfang didn't mind taking the opportunity to eat more tofu, but he would never ask to go to a hotel.    

If he did, it would be a humiliation to himself.    

"Alright, stop this."    

Unknowingly, he had eaten enough of the tofu, so Lee Nanfang raised his head with a righteous look: "Yue Zitong, you are underestimating me too much. Do you really think that I have never touched a woman? "    

"Damn, why didn't you say that earlier?"    

Director Yue was a little anxious. He covered his collar and glared at Ye Zichen: "Since you have already taken advantage of me before, it's settled. You seven, three, cannot refute me!"    

Lee Nanfang shook his head: "No."    

"Why is it not working?"    

Yue Zitong was truly annoyed. She raised her hand to pinch his neck and coldly said, "Say half a word more no for this aunt and try it!"    

"No, just no."    

"Fine, I'll count it as you being ruthless!"    

Yue Zitong smashed the contract onto him, crawled on his body and pushed open the door of the first passenger seat. "Get lost, get lost!" In the future, don't tell anyone that we know each other. "I was f * cking blind for you …"    

"You have all the shares."    

Lee Nanfang interrupted her.    

"What?"    

Yue Zitong's mouth immediately turned into an "O" shape.    

"I'm not interested in the projects over there. No matter how hard you try, it has nothing to do with me."    

Lee Nanfang lightly said: "But, you have to agree to a few conditions."    

Yue Zitong didn't say anything and just reached out her hand to touch his forehead.    

She suspected that Lee Nanfang had a fever.    

If he didn't have a fever, how could he just give her the items he had spent so much effort to obtain?    

"I don't have a fever. I'm serious."    

"Li … Nanfang, why did you do this?"    

Director Yue's eyes started to turn red as he whispered, "Don't tell me you love me to this extent?"    

"Hai, stop acting. It's boring."    

Lee Nanfang talked for a while and pushed Yue Zitong, who was about to lean on him slowly, out of his arms. "Drive. Find a place near the print room, and I'll tell you about a few of the conditions you have to agree to. "    

Seeing that Lee Nanfang was not in a good mood, Yue Zitong did not dare to show any more reaction. She nodded obediently and started the car.    

Bei Tai.    

After thinking of this word, Lee Nanfang suddenly realized a lot of things.    

This included the ones in the shopping mall.    

Yes, he was determined to turn Nanfang Group into an internationally renowned enterprise. The key point was that he had to have the ability to do so.    

Simply speaking, Lin City was a company that was several times larger than Nanfang Group. Just by taking care of the current situation, his brain was a mess, and he did not know what to do.    

Besides Lao Zhou, Dean Fan, and Dung Shixiong, who else could he count on?    

Lao Wang, Chen Dalee, do not doubt his loyalty, but the ability is not good ah.    

Damn it, it was nice to say that they were weak. The two of them were two hundred, so it wouldn't be a problem for them to boast about it. However, in a shopping mall, it was easy for them to drink as much as it was for girls.    

Just Nanfang's group alone was enough to cause Chief Li to be unable to handle it. Adding on Lin City, he would definitely die of exhaustion.    

He started his company to make money and to do some work, not to tire himself out.    

No matter how big a lotus leaf or how big a dumpling it was, it was impossible for anyone to eat it all at once.    

Therefore, even if Lee Nanfang was extremely eager to get the Lin City item, he had to at least keep his appetite in check.    

Rather than expanding their territory around without any assurance, it would be better to concentrate on managing their own land. It would not be too late to go about conquering it when there were more people under him.    

The key point was that he already saw what Yue Zitong was thinking. Admitting to working with her was tantamount to fighting with a tiger for its skin. Sooner or later, she would swallow all of their bones and Nanfang Group would become a subsidiary company of Kaihuang Group.    

At that time, she would definitely fall out with him, and she wouldn't be able to deal with him using martial arts methods.    

Most importantly, the appearance of that ghost woman last night had sounded the alarm bell for Lee Nanfang's life. It was unknown which day, the ghost woman would appear again and take away his little life.    

If he died, what Nanfang Group? What Lin City project? It would have nothing to do with him at all. He could only be swallowed by Loong Chengcheng without any trace of politeness. Yet, his aunt could not get a single bit of soup out of him.    

Without a doubt, in Lee Nanfang's heart, no matter how much he disliked Yue Zitong, she was still more important than Loong Chengcheng. After all, she was his wife's little sister, and in order to help him, she did not hesitate to give her Kaihuang Group to the Yue Clan.    

Due to the above reasons, Lee Nanfang decided to completely give up the Lin City s and give Yue Zitong a huge benefit. At least he got a reward just now and ate a big meal in her arms.    

"Who bought it for you?"    

When the car stopped in front of a teahouse, Yue Zitong noticed that Lee Nanfang was no longer wearing that ridiculous little suit.    

"I paid someone to buy it. I didn't have the face to dress up like that and show off. Your clothes are in the paper bag. "    

He pointed to the back seat, then looked at Director Yue's small feet on the brakes. Lee Nanfang pushed the door and got off the car, "I'll wait for you at the tea house. Go and buy some pen and paper."    

"Why not you?"    

Yue Zitong asked with dissatisfaction as she took the paper bag and put on her slippers.    

Lee Nanfang turned around and asked back: "Are you sure you want me to run errands?"    

"Ah, I'm not sure. Hehe, I'll go, I'll go. Grandpa Li, please go upstairs first. "    

Yue Zitong immediately smiled cheekily and snapped her fingers.    

The teahouse was on the second floor, and below it was a small supermarket. Next to it was the printing room. It was very convenient.    

Ye Zichen went to the second floor and found a seat near the window. Lee Nanfang took out his phone and dialed Hua Yeshen's number.    

After a simple exchange of pleasantries, Lee Nanfang directly mentioned the purpose of borrowing money last night, as well as the matter of him wanting to transfer the Lin City project to Yue Zitong for free.    

Finally, he said, "If you don't agree, then I --"    

It was then that Hua Yeshen finally had the chance to speak. Her voice was still as pleasant as ever, filled with the aura of a wife and mother. Unlike Yue Zitong, she was capricious and annoying. "You've already done it. Why do you need to go back on your words?"    

"I was worried that you'd make me angry with me."    

Lee Nanfang raised his left middle finger and lightly tapped it on the table: "I want to invite you over to see someone."    

"See Yue Zitong?"    

"Right."    

"Okay, tell me where you are."    

Hua Yeshen agreed without the slightest hesitation.    

Lee Nanfang was a bit confused: "Why didn't you ask me why I wanted you to meet her?"    

Hua Yeshen chuckled. "Hur hur, I ask. Is it related to not asking?"    

Lee Nanfang also smiled and stopped talking about this topic. He told her the address of the place.    

Firstly, he decided to let Hua Yeshen come over so he could explain to her why he let go of the project regarding Lin City. Secondly, he wanted to find a backer for Yue Zitong.    

When Loong Chengcheng saw Hua Yeshen's cheque, a trace of deep fear flashed in her eyes, but it didn't escape Lee Nanfang's eyes.    

A woman that even Loong Chengcheng dreaded was worthy enough to be Yue Zitong's backer.    

Lee Nanfang felt that he was making arrangements for the future.    

He was either thinking or making arrangements.    

Last night's appearance of the ghost girl had caused him to feel fear for the first time in reality. He realized that he couldn't control his own fate, so he should take advantage of the fact that he was still safe and sound to arrange his future.    

Yue Zitong walked up the stairs after the waiter had brought the tea.    

She went to buy shoes and wore small slippers. Director Yue was too embarrassed to come to the teahouse to drink tea.    

"Eh, who else is coming?"    

After Yue Zitong sat on the sofa beside Lee Nanfang and put the pen and paper on the table, she noticed that there were three teacups.    

"My creditor."    

Lee Nanfang picked up a pen and paper, and pointed at the card seat on the side: "You go over first, I need to write something. If you're sitting next to me, it'll affect my thinking. "    

"I'm not talking, okay?"    

Yue Zitong asked, "Your creditor — the one who lent you the money?"    

Lee Nanfang pointed to the side again: "If you want the project transfer contract over at Lin City, then listen obediently."    

"Pretending to be mysterious."    

Yue Zitong shrugged her shoulders in mock disdain and walked to the side, casting a sidelong glance in their direction.    

However, no matter how good her eyes were, she couldn't see what Lee Nanfang was writing. She twitched her mouth in disappointment and took out her phone to call who.    

However, Lee Nanfang said without raising his head: "It's best that your phone is turned off. Don't disturb me, otherwise, I will change my mind."    

"What, really."    

Yue Zitong did not dare to lose her temper with him, for fear that the duckling would fly away again. She could only obediently turn off the phone, rest her chin on her hand, and roll her eyes back and forth, thinking of something.    

Ten minutes later, Lee Nanfang finally finished writing what he wanted to write. He modified it three times, especially the way he held the brush.    

Lee Nanfang hooked his fingers at her and indicated for her to come over.    

What are you treating me like? If you want me to go, then I will go?    

Alright, seeing as how filial you are, I won't bother with you about this. Let's talk about it later.    

Director Yue, who was furious in his heart, looked very obedient on the surface. He leisurely walked over and sat opposite Lee Nanfang. With a disdainful expression, he picked up the piece of paper.    

However, when she saw the two words on the paper, Yue Zitong's whole body shuddered. She raised her head and asked with a raspy voice, "Will!?"    

Lee Nanfang raised his teacup, took a sip and asked, "The words I wrote, aren't they elegant and free?"    

"Why, a will?"    

Yue Zitong, who didn't have time to bicker with him, grabbed his arm and asked anxiously.    

"Maybe he should have written it long ago, but I didn't think of it before."    

Lee Nanfang pulled her hand away and said, "Let's finish looking at it first. What doesn't conform to the will process, please give your opinion."