Outside the living room, Zhao Xiaohan sat on a swing in the yard, shaking gently. This was a swing tailor-made for Sun Ruoxi when he was a child. However, since he went to Italy, the swing has been idle. Today, Zhao Xiaohan was honored to experience Sun Ruoxi's childhood feelings. Around him, Sun Ruoxi was wearing a black suit, with long hair tied into a ponytail, elegant and intellectual, and fully displayed the exquisite curves of the suit.

"Actually, I know why you merged the Sun Group into the Zhao Group and know your purpose. Originally, I shouldn't refuse you from reason. But I just think that the Sun Group should have the surname Sun, not Zhao. I can also guarantee you that no matter whenever something happens to the Sun Group, I will do my best to help you. I can promise this." While swinging the swing, Zhao Xiaohan spoke softly. It's hard to imagine that a man was sitting on the swing, swinging back and forth, and behind him, Sun Ruoxi was pushing him with both hands.

"Do you know what I think?" Sun Ruoxi's expression did not change. It was still the Gujing Wubo who had not changed for thousands of years. Her strength was not great, so she could only push Zhao Xiaohan to gently shake on the swing. But for Zhao Xiaohan, it was already good. It was a big deal for the eldest lady of the Sun family and the chairman of the Sun Group to push him to swing on the swing. I don't know how many men dream of it.

"If I'm not mistaken, this matter should be discussed with Mr. Sun. The purpose is to protect Sun Xiangtian, that is, your elder brother. Mr. Sun's health is getting worse day by day, and your elder brother's IQ is obviously not enough. Please forgive me for not using IQ to describe your elder brother. But that's the fact. Once one day, Mr. Sun leaves, the Sun family will definitely be in a huge storm. And you, as the youngest among your three siblings, are very smart, but still helpless about what is about to happen. The reason is very simple. One is your elder brother and the other is your second brother, and you have no idea how to start."

While speaking, a faint bitter smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Xiaohan's mouth. He reached out to light a cigarette and lit a cigarette. He gently sniffed: "For the current situation, it is the wisest choice to tie the Sun Group and the Zhao Group closely together. First, your second brother has no reason to compete for the Sun Group. Second, no matter what happens, I will advance and retreat with your Sun family. Even if something happens one day your elder brother will be his last way out. Mr. Sun's starting point is actually very simple, that is, he doesn't want to leave, his son will follow closely. It's pitiful to his parents all over the world. I can understand Mr. Sun's mood. I can also assure him that if something happens to Sun Xiangtian, I will definitely be his last safe haven. However, this gift from Sun Group is too caring and I cannot accept it."

In fact, early in the morning, Zhao Xiaohan understood Mr. Sun's intention. If something happened to Mr. Sun one day, who would be the person he was most worried about? It was not Sun Ruoxi, nor Sun Huaitian, but Sun Xiangtian, who was not at all cunning. Naturally, there was no need to worry about Sun Huaitian's cunning. Everyone can see Sun Ruoxi's intelligence, but the only stubborn Sun Xiangtian left Mr. Sun's protection and it was difficult for him to survive in the city of Yanjing.

"You are very smart, really, Zhao Xiaohan, my father is right. Over the years, you are the smartest young man he has ever seen. You are not only smart, but also principle and conscience. This is what he admires you the most. There are many smart people in this world, but there are too few people with conscience and smart people." Sun Ruoxi did not deny Zhao Xiaohan's words, but he didn't admit it. He just said this sentence gently. Listening to Sun Ruoxi's words, Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly and shook his head and said, "Actually, I am not as kind as you imagined. I just know what it means to be kind. I will remember those who are good to me in my heart, and I will also remember those who are bad to me in my heart."

Listening to Zhao Xiaohan's talk, Sun Ruoxi suddenly fell into silence. After a long time, just as Zhao Xiaohan stood up from the swing, Sun Ruoxi suddenly said softly: "Thank you, Zhao Xiaohan."

"No need to thank you, you forgot that you are my fiancée." Zhao Xiaohan smiled slightly and turned around and left. However, the moment he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at Sun Ruoxi behind him and said softly: "By the way, I won't go to the hospital to visit Mr. Sun today. If time permits, I will pass by tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Zhao Xiaohan took a step and walked out of the gate of the Sun family. In the yard, Sun Ruoxi looked at Zhao Xiaohan's gradually leaving figure and bit his lip gently, but couldn't help but sigh: "If I had met him earlier, maybe he would be a good husband."

Walking out of the gate of the Sun family courtyard, Zhao Xiaohan gently took a sip of the cigarette in his hand, threw it away, turned around and stopped a taxi, and once again came to another destination, Yuzhuxuan. When he left last night, he borrowed the beasts in the flowers from Han Fei for one night. It was already two nights, and it was time to witness the results brought by the beasts in the flowers.

Yuzhuxuan, Agou, Kunzi, Huo Qingdong and several others sat there, and were still studying the proposal of "hidden killing" proposed by Zhao Xiaohan. For Huo Qingdong and other others, if they want to train a group of professional killers similar to the "judgment group" of the Young Master Party, there is still some difficulty and challenge. After all, at present, except for Huo Qingdong who has served in the army for several years, no one among them has the ability to train a group of professional killers. Therefore, although they agree with Zhao Xiaohan's proposal, the question is, who should be asked to train that group of professional killers?

"Brother Han!" Just as several people were discussing fiercely, suddenly, they saw Zhao Xiaohan walking in from outside the door. Several people hurriedly stood up and called Brother Han. After hearing the voices of several people, Zhao Xiaohan waved his hand and signaled them to sit down one by one. Then, Zhao Xiaohan also found a sofa and sat out a cigarette. Kunzi quickly took out a lighter to light it for him. After he took a deep breath, he turned around and looked at the few people and said, "What are you talking about? You look so intense, let me listen too."

"That's right, Brother Han." After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, Agou organized some language, lit a cigarette himself, took a sip, and then said: "We are discussing the proposal of hidden killing you put forward, but we have not yet negotiated a satisfactory result."

"What's the problem?" Hearing Agou's words, Zhao Xiaohan understood what he meant, and immediately asked directly. When Zhao Xiaohan's inquiry, Agou also said it straightforwardly: "Brother Han, among us, Qingdong is the only one with a bit of all-round training experience. Moreover, he is from the army and still feels that he can't perform the training of professional killers. So, we were thinking about what kind of person to find to train us for a group of professional killers. However, we discussed it for a day, but we didn't discuss one, two, and three."

As he spoke, a bitter smile appeared on Agou's face. For some reason, in front of Zhao Xiaohan, he always felt that he could not use his hands and feet. In fact, this was true. For example, this time, he had no idea about professional killers.

"Well, I understand." Zhao Xiaohan nodded, understanding the reason why the few of them were confused. In fact, this question also happened to him for a long time. For a while, he had no suitable candidates. As for why the "judgment team" had professional personnel training, the reason was very simple. Han Fei had several people under him. He had trained in the well-known killer organization for a long time, and there was also a Li Ruoyu, who was second only to Han Fei. He was very skilled in training a group of professional killers. However, for Zhao Xiaohan, this was a difficult and challenging thing.

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaohan's mind flashed, and a figure instantly appeared in his mind. When he thought of this choice, Zhao Xiaohan's mouth was filled with a faint smile. If he was asked to train this group of professional killers, it would probably be ineffective, and it would not be worse than the "judgment team" of the Young Master Party, right?

"I have a suitable candidate, but I'm not sure he will come to help us." Zhao Xiaohan spoke softly, but he could no longer find a more suitable candidate than the person he just thought of. After hearing Zhao Xiaohan's words, several people in the living room said in surprise: "Brother Han. Who is the person you are talking about?"

"The top three on the Tianlist, the white horse, the flower of the white horse, Zhao Zilong!" Yes, this person is no one else, Zhao Zilong, who treats Zhao Xiaohan as an enemy all the time. Although he has no good feelings for Zhao Zilong himself, his strength is beyond doubt.
Chapter completed!