The door-to-door son-in-law is a wealthy family

Qi Yang of Fangyuan Home Decoration made a bet with them that day under the watchful eyes of the Royal International.

It has been two or three days now, and there is still no sound.

Xue Yazhi felt that it should be pursued: "After all, it is about 3000 million, not too big or too small. Besides, their general manager personally believes that they must keep their promises, so they must pursue it. It is impossible not to pursue it."

Xia Fan smiled and said, "This matter is on me."

As he patted his chest, he looked confident again.

Xue Yazhi rested her chin, her brows and eyes blurred, and she just stared at him.

Xia Fan was a little creepy: "Daughter-in-law, why do you look at me like that?"

Xue Yazhi was serious: "I'm just observing carefully to see if you are a human, a ghost, or a fairy. I always feel that you are very different, and you don't look like my husband."

"It doesn't matter, you can't tell from looking at it like this. If I wake up in the middle of the night someday, I will find a knife and peel you open to see if the structure inside is the same as that of a human."

Xia Fan was so frightened that he felt cold coming from his tailbone.

He hurriedly took two steps back, his face full of horror: "Daughter-in-law, tell me quickly that this is a joke, you will scare me."

Xue Yazhi giggled, then waved: "Okay, I won't scare you anymore, your most important task now is to get that piece of business back."

Xia Fan's eyes glowed: "What reward?"

Xue Yazhi glared at him: "With a commission of five points, I will get 150 million."

Xia Fan replied seriously: "Even if it's one or two hundred million, it's not as good as a kiss from my wife."

Xue Yazhi stared at him, but in the end her heart softened and she hooked her fingers at him.

After Xia Fan approached, Xue Yazhi slapped him on the forehead and kissed him: "Okay, let's go to your business."

Xia Fan slipped out contentedly.

Walking out of the company gate, he changed his serious expression, took out his mobile phone and called Qi Yang.

No matter how you fight, the other party just doesn't answer.

The corner of Xia Fan's mouth curled up into a wicked smile, and he said to himself: "Do you really want to renege on your debt, do you think you can do so? Let's go to the door now, don't think there is nothing wrong with you, I have arranged everything."

He called Zhong Yang.

Zhong Yang responded respectfully: "Master, I'm ready. When you're sure to do it, just send me a message."

Xia Fan nodded: "Old Zhong, I am more and more appreciative of your ability to handle affairs, very good, let's do this first, I'm leaving, I'll send you a message when I'm sure."

Zhong Yang: "OK."

Then, he lowered his voice again: "By the way, young master, I have something to report to you."

The solemn voice made Xia Fan thump, and calmly said, "Say!"

Zhong Yang said: "Although the Bufan Group has not been established for a long time, your investment vision is quite unique and you have already made a lot of money, so your mother plans to come and have a look at you and chat with you."

"The specific itinerary is still unclear, and we will confirm it at that time."

Xia Fan's heart moved, and there was an indescribable feeling inside, and he hummed lightly.

Zhong Yang seemed a bit embarrassed again: "Besides, I shouldn't have told you about this beforehand, but I didn't expect to have such a tacit understanding with Master Xia, so I still want to remind you first."

"Someone will come with your mother. It should be a daughter from a wealthy family, or a top wealthy family in the provincial capital. Your mother..."

"That's what it means!"

Xia Fan understood in seconds: "What kind of meaning does she have? But I have been married now, and I have been in the Xue family for three years. It's okay if she has that meaning. Of course, she can also beat mandarin ducks, it depends on whether she can do it. "

"Okay, old Zhong, thank you for telling me this, I will be mentally prepared."

After hanging up the phone, he drove to Fangyuan Home Decoration alone, entered the door, and tapped lightly on the desk at the front desk.

He smiled: "Excuse me, is director Qi Yangqi here?"

The receptionist was taken aback for a moment, and then put on some vigilance: "Where did you find it?"

After Xia Fan reported his home, the front desk immediately shook his head: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia, Director Qi is not in the company. He is on a business trip. It may take several days before he comes back."

As he spoke, his eyes flickered.

Xia Fan calmly said, "Oh, I'm on a business trip, what about your general manager?"

The front desk shook his head like a rattle: "The general manager is also on a business trip, and he went with Director Qi."

Xia Fan stared at her, the smile on the corner of his mouth made the pretty little receptionist a little at a loss.

"Then, how did they get there?"

The front desk blurted out: "I drove there."

Xia Fan reported two license plate numbers: "As far as I know, the first number belongs to the general manager of your company, and the second number belongs to Director Qi, but they are all parked outside."

"Are you going to say again that they drove out in another car?"

The front desk was tongue-tied and couldn't match up for a while.

This is a little girl after all, if she is replaced by someone with a little experience, she can do Tai Chi, she is so stupid.

Xia Fan couldn't bear it, but there was nothing he could do. This was a business worth 3000 million yuan.

He looked up at the wall clock on the wall and nodded: "11:30 am, today Tuesday, your company has a weekly meeting. I think the general manager and director Qi are both in the meeting room."

He turned his head and walked towards the corridor.

The front desk was in a hurry, and jumped on its little feet and shouted: "Hey, you can't go in, you are trespassing on a private house... No, you are trespassing on a company, anyway, you can't go in, security, stop him quickly!"

Two burly security guards rushed over and put their hands on Xia Fan's shoulders.

At the same time, he said loudly: "Hey, do you hear me, you can't go in!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a blur in front of my eyes, and I fell to the ground without seeing anything.

They wanted to get up, but their legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they were so heavy that they couldn't stand up no matter what.

The two security guards looked at each other, feeling like seeing a ghost.

At this time, Xia Fan had reached the end of the corridor.

The two doors are closed tightly, and above it is a small golden signboard, and the three large characters of the conference hall come into view.

He stretched out his hand and pushed it, and it turned out that a group of dark people were having a meeting inside.

The crowd was very well organized, the general manager and director Qi Yangqi didn't go out to do errands, they were all sitting there comfortably.

As soon as the door opened, everyone turned their heads to look over.

Qi Yang was furious, and stood up suddenly: "Who let you in, we are in a meeting, you are so bold."

Xia Fan clapped his hands, walked over, and asked with a smile: "Director Qi, and the general manager, hello everyone, are you in a meeting to discuss how to transfer the home improvement business of the immigrant community to our Dingsheng?"

Qi Yang's face was livid, and the general manager's face also turned into a liver color.

The other managers were puzzled, and apparently most of them didn't know what was going on.

Qi Yang pointed at him fiercely: "I don't understand what nonsense you are talking about. Why do you want to transfer the business of the immigration community to your company?"

Xia Fan didn't look at him, but looked at the general manager, and smiled: "Boss, you are very clear about what happened at Royal International that day. You still called at that time, and I will confirm with you again and again whether you want to keep your promise."

"You promised again and again, but why now... it seems that you don't want to keep your promise and fulfill your bet. This is not good."

He pulled up a chair and sat down, crossed his legs, and said slowly, "I'll come over and talk to you now, if you take the initiative to hand over the business to me, I'll leave now."

"No, I will sit until you are willing."

The general manager was even more embarrassed.

Qi Yang patted the table: "Xia Fan, who the hell do you think you are, that our Fangyuan family owes you?"

Xia Fan nodded seriously: "Yes, it is the immigration community business that owes me 3000 million."

Qi Yang laughed out loud, mocking all over his face: "What evidence do you have?"