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Han Wenshan sent Baochan out of the house, Ying Xiaonong went up to meet him, seeing that the corners of Baochan's eyes were a little red, he immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Bao Chan shook his head and said nothing.

Han Wenshan personally sent them downstairs. The three of them were very quiet, and no one spoke first. When they reached the corner of the second floor, Baochan suddenly asked, "Mr. Han...do you have any children?"

This question was so abrupt that Ying Xiaonong was embarrassed for him, but Han Wenshan unexpectedly replied: "There is no time."

Did not have time?Ying Xiaonong felt strange, why is it too late to have a child?

Did not have time.Baochan was speechless, 27 or [-] was still at the age of hard work, and she might want to have a child a few years later, but this night, his wife fell seriously ill.

Ten years later, Han Wenshan still has no children.

"Boss Bao," Han Wenshan stopped, "We listeners are more or less a little sloppy, do you know why?"

Baochan looked up at him.

"Look, Zhang Wenyuan, who had an affair with Yan Xijiao, was a handsome scholar in the novel, but in the play, he was played by a clown," Han Wenshan said, "because what people see in the play is not his appearance, but what he does. for."

Yan Xijiao is Song Jiang's concubine, and Zhang Wenyuan is Song Jiang's colleague, this is really not a glorious thing.

"After listening to a lot of dramas, I have a sense of shame, knowing that I can't be an ugly person, and I can't do ugly things," Han Wenshan said with emotion, "So people are inferior."

No, Baochan retorted in his heart, that's not an axis, it's a conscience, although times have changed, but the basic ethics must not be lost.

"Mr. Han," Bao Chan shouldn't have said these things in today's atmosphere, "Actually, Kuang Zheng who called you tonight..." But he didn't say no, he had to go all out, "It's my brother."

Han Wenshan was surprised, and immediately understood why Baochan, who couldn't explain why the hall would suddenly agree to come to his house.

"He..." Baochan's eyelashes trembled a little, "It was originally a trading company, and he did a good job in Wanrong."

Han Wenshan reacted for a moment, he was probably talking about mergers and acquisitions.

"But the boss asked him to come out to do private banking." Baochan's tone and demeanor were only concerned by family members. "It's really not easy for him. He has no resources and contacts. He... really needs customers."

Ying Xiaonong looked at him in surprise. Baochan was not arrogant, but he never asked for help for anything. , in order to rectify, he let go of this energy.

"The more than two billion you said on the phone..." Baochan clenched his fists, "Can you..."

Such a simple sentence made him say it in fragments. Han Wenshan couldn't stand it anymore, and told him with a smile: "That money was originally for him to manage."

ah?Baochan raised his head in surprise.

"And it's not [-] million," Han Wenshan told the truth, "it's nearly [-] million."

With the unimaginable astronomical figure, Baochan was completely overwhelmed.

"I have to try him out before talking about entrusting him," Han Wenshan said seriously, "look at his character."

All the people rolling around in the mall were old foxes, Ying Xiaonong was not surprised, put his hands in his trouser pockets, touched the paper cutter inside, and had to admit that he was also an idiot.

"But you..." Baochan remembered what Han Wenshan said after he put down the phone, "You said he would regret it."

"In front of you, I have to say something," Han Wenshan laughed, "Or you will think that such a big boss like me is too ugly to be rejected by others!"

Bao Chankong opened his mouth, his face was slightly red, Ying Xiaonong took a look, and it was time to appear on the stage: "Well, it's late, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow, Mr. Han, I have to ask your driver to send a trip."

"Of course," Han Wenshan has a new understanding of Xiao Nong today. He is straight-tempered and loyal, and he can do anything for his brother. "Since we are here, we are friends. Let's call him Big Brother from now on."

Ying Xiaonong saw that he was a well-behaved person, so he had nothing to say, and was very happy: "Okay, Brother Han, let's go."

Baochan stood there, bowing deeply to Han Wenshan, thanking him for his support and admiring his character, solemnly said "Brother Han, good night", and turned to walk into the dark night.

It’s still the same Bentley, send Ying Xiaonong first, and then send him off. In the silent night, alone in the back seat of the car, Baochan thinks of Mrs. Han. She is unfortunate. She was seriously ill in her best years, but she is also lucky. There is a gentle person who loves her unwaveringly.

Thinking of love, the corners of Baochan's eyes are wet, and far away, there are a few warm spots in the night, which are the lights at home. No matter how late it is, his brother will light it up for him.

Kuangzheng was standing at the door with his overcoat on. Seeing Baochan getting off a Bentley, he frowned and was about to go up to meet him, but Baochan ran straight towards him, throwing himself into his arms like a bird leaving its cage, Hold him tight.

"What's the matter?" Before the car drove away, Kuangzheng embraced him and turned his back.

"Brother," Baochan murmured, "I'm not at home, have you eaten yet?"

Kuangzheng chuckled: "Can I still starve myself, eat it.

"

"What to eat?"

"Xiaofenghuang's braised pork," Kuang Zheng hugged him and shook him gently, "it's not as delicious as your cooking."

"I'll make it for you tomorrow," Baozhan murmured, "the most delicious braised pork."

The two embraced and entered the room. Under the bright light, Kuangzheng saw Baochan's wet eyes and the tip of his pink nose. He glanced at Bentley driving away with taillights flashing outside the window in amazement, and grabbed his shoulder.

Baochan hadn't gotten out of the relationship between Han Wenshan and his wife yet, his eyes were blindfolded, and there were tears in his eyes: "Brother?"

"Tell my brother," Kuang Zheng couldn't help but stare at his earlobes, corners of his mouth, and even tore off his coat in a dark way, wanting to take a look at his neckline, "what's the matter?"

"It's okay." Baochan grabbed his hand and held it firmly, "Brother, this world is wonderful."

Um?Kuang Zheng was puzzled.

"There are so many difficult things in this world." Bao Chan stroked his fingers, intertwined with his fingers as if playing around, "The difficult things that are falling from the sky can be overcome as long as there is love."

Kuangzheng swallowed his saliva slowly, he didn't dare to admit it, the seams between his fingers held by Baochan were scalding, and his entire palm, arm, and heart were boiling, making him want to take risks, desperate, just like that Catch him, hold him tight, and do a lot of immoral hooliganism.

There was a devil living in his heart, and Kuang Zheng realized that the lock pin of the cage had been loosened... At this moment, the cell phone in his coat pocket rang suddenly, he let go of Bao Chan, took it out, and saw that it was Han Wenshan.

—He has been waiting for this call.

Rubbing Baochan's hair, he stepped aside: "Boss Han."

"Boss Kuang, haven't you rested yet?" Han Wenshan asked knowingly, the driver's eyes were his eyes, and he knew exactly what kind of "brothers" Baochan and Kuang were.

"Not yet," Kuang Zheng glanced at his watch, it was just eleven o'clock, "waiting for your call."

"Oh?" Han Wenshan was quite surprised, "How did you know I was going to call you?"

"Guess," Kuang Zheng chuckled, "Guess is right."

In fact, he realized right after the rejection call that Han Wenshan had played him tricks. "Fall in love with someone", "physical treatment" and "tired of looking at him" are all nonsense. There is only one explanation for this kind of hole cards being turned over, not to mention that the introducer is still a sister-in-law. Han Wenshan is testing him.

But why?

"That's easy to talk about." Han Wenshan was very satisfied. Kuangzheng was not only upright, but also precise. The logic of the whole thing was very simple, but when there were [-] million on top, few people could not get confused.

People are strange things. No matter how true it is, it can be false when it comes out of the mouth of a beggar. No matter how false a lie is, it can be true when it comes out of the mouth of a rich man. All living beings have a blind trust in money, but Kuang Zheng has no respect for wealth. Blind obedience, there is something rare about him, like the only straight tree among a thousand trees, so outstanding.

"I have 7000 million to take care of." This is Han Wenshan's trump card.

Kuang Zheng stared and froze.

"I want to make long-term investments," Han Wenshan asked, simple and clear, "I don't want returns, but I want to be stable."

7000 million?Kuang Zheng sat down on the sofa, no wonder Han Wenshan wanted to test and test, with Wanrong Zhenhui's current qualifications, he was not worthy of such a big client.

"My sister-in-law has such a temper, you can help her when we meet by chance," Han Wenshan said, "I chose you because I value your character."

Kuang Zheng still doesn't understand, G&S, Durban Kailue, and Furong, if they want to find a reliable party B for 7000 million, he has many good choices, and character...is it so important?

"The economic situation in the past few years has been bad. Several friends around me have gone bankrupt," Han Wenshan sighed. No matter what the situation is, I will guarantee her life."

Kuang Zheng didn't expect such a reason, so he kept silent.

"I want to find a private bank," Han Wenshan said harshly, "Even if I die suddenly one day, I want her to live and live with dignity."

No one can not be moved by this love for his family, Kuangzheng promised: "Mr. Han, I guarantee with my career that I will never make any risky investment and excessive arbitrage in your account. Wanrong Zhenhui will do its best to ensure that The 7000 million is sustainable to ensure that your family enjoys the best medical services."

"Okay," Han Wenshan trusted him, "I'll go to your place to sign the contract tomorrow."

Kuangzheng said with emotion: "Waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Kuang Zheng straightened his eyes for a while, and slapped his thigh hard: "Bao'er!" He jumped up from the sofa, "7000 million!"

Baochan kept listening to his phone call, he knew everything Han Wenshan would say, pursed his lips, and suppressed an inadvertent smile.

"Is your brother powerful?" Kuang Zheng walked towards him, the one who presented the treasure looked like a silly high school student.

"Awesome," Baochan lowered his head, afraid that he would see the clue, "It's really amazing."

Kuangzheng bent his waist, tilted his head and looked at him: "What are you smirking?" He pinched his cheek like a girl, "Huh?"

"No smirk," Baochan hurriedly dodged, strangely, the more he hid, the more entangled he was, "I'm happy for you."

Kuangzheng hugged him tightly, pressed against his ear and called, "Bao'er."

"En." Bao Chan responded.

Kuangzheng called again: "Bao'er."

Baochan closed her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder: "Yes."

"Bao..." This time, Kuang Zheng lowered his voice, as if he just let out a breath, "Baby."

Baochan didn't hear clearly, but still replied: "Yes."