At the entrance of the hotel, there was a Bentley waiting, and the driver was Tang Yongchang.

Since Zhang Yan came, Hu Jingjing and Hu Yingying came, he would never come to the house to disturb the ancestors’ enjoying happiness at any time. Even the opportunity to show his kindness to the ancestors was given to his nephew Tang Yongchang. It can be seen that although Zhang Yan’s talent for practicing Taoism is not very good, he is definitely a fox in dealing with people and worldly affairs.

Tang Yongchang, who didn't know what was going on, admired this young ancestor, just like the water of the Yangtze River, and it was of course infinite glory to be able to work hard for the ancestor, so I wouldn't mention the joy in my heart.

Unfortunately, after getting on the way, Tang Yongchang finally understood the famous saying that Jiang is still so old. This is definitely not a torture that people can bear. Needless to say, the embarrassment of being a big light bulb is that Tang Yongchang couldn't stand the most is that the delicate voice of the woman sitting on both sides of the ancestor could actually capture people's hearts and souls, and the faint fragrance of the body could attract endless imagination. Occasionally, from the rearview mirror, he could see the two people's appearance of the moon and flowers, and the country was fascinating. Tang Yongchang's pitiful heart kept jumping.

Hu Jingjing and Hu Yingying are naturally charming, and now their cultivation has soared. In addition, they are practicing the top-level mental methods of the ancient witch sect. There is no ghost charm that does not exude in the body. Even the top masters like Fang Han who are so talented that they can't stand it, let alone Tang Yongchang, a young man in his twenties who is in a twenties who is in a twenty-something. Fortunately, Hu Jingjing and Hu Yingying have long restrained their charming aura under Fang Han's warning, and they have gathered to spread to Fang Han, who is sandwiched between them. Otherwise, Tang Yongchang would probably not even be able to drive the car.

Since I had already bought it for a long time last night, Fang Han did not choose to go shopping today, but instead ordered Tang Yongchang to take the three of them around Beijing and visit some famous places and historical sites in Beijing, old Beijing Hutongs.

In the suburbs of Beijing, the Youhu Villa, Lingtong hung up the phone with a little disappointment.

"Uncle Qi, Fang Han is still in Beijing, and he went out to wander today." Lingtong said respectfully Xiang Tianwu.

Tianwu nodded and said, "It seems that this matter is definitely not what Fang Han does. With his cultivation level, he wants to kill Tianyin. It is almost impossible for Tianjie to have a chance unless he fights his life with his life. But if this is the case, he will definitely be seriously injured and he should have recovered from the injury at this time. What's more, he still has a life-and-death battle with Shushan at the end of the year, and his body cannot tolerate any mistakes at this time. Now he wanders around Beijing to adjust his mentality and follow the way of inaction. Or he knows that his life is not long, so it is not bad to come to Xiaoyao for a while. Master Lingtong no longer needs to send someone to follow Fang Han, otherwise it will be inappropriate to annoy him."

"yes."

Lingtong responded disappointedly. He thought that the two uncles of Tianyin and Fang Han would disappear immediately after they had an accident last night. He could do some more articles, at least he had an excuse to persuade the uncles to ask Fang Han for some questions. It would be nice to let Fang Han eat a dark h. Unfortunately, the heavens did not follow the wishes, so Fang Han stayed in Beijing.

Seeing Lingtong's face was disappointed, Tianwu thought to himself that Lingtong used to be in the Kunlun Fairyland, but now he has made great progress in his entry into the world. He can be more meticulous and careful than me. This is a good thing, and it is not easy to damage his enthusiasm. Tianwu didn't know that this was purely because Lingtong wanted to trouble Fang Han. So he said, "I am very pleased that Uncle Lingtong can act so carefully. Although I didn't find anything abnormal, it at least completely ruled out the possibility of Fang Han. Lingtong doesn't have to be too disappointed."

After all, I have experienced the infiltration of society in the dyeing vat, although I have not made any progress, but I have learned a little trick of observing the face and hiding my mind. Lingtong knew that if he mentioned Fang Han again at this time, it would probably be counterproductive, and instead let Tianwu know that he was willing to do it. So the disappointment on his face was wiped out and he said modestly: "Thank you, uncle, for your praise."

The world is bustling and lively, with all kinds of interesting things coming out, which is a world of difference from the monotonous life in the cultivation world. Hu Jingjing and Hu Yingying were having a lot of fun, and only then did they return to the hotel without any satisfaction at night.

As soon as he returned to the hotel, he saw Zhendong waiting for the hotel. It turned out that the Wudang Taoist temple was restarted ten days later. Zhendong came to report to the ancestor and also invited the ancestor. Fang Han made some money and was happy to reward Zhendong with a flying sword that had just been refined close to the level of the immortal weapon to the emperor. How much treasure is not enough to suppress one's body. There are more and more cultivators in the secular world, and there are many magic weapons to guarantee. Zhendong unexpectedly got a flying sword and was so happy that he found a place to refine it.

Late at night, a golden light spurted out from Fang Han's mouth in the presidential suite, instantly transforming into an extremely strange man, and then suddenly disappeared into the room.

A cold smile climbed up to Fang Han's mouth, hum, when the entire cultivation world will know the robbery behavior of your Kunlun Sect tomorrow, it will be clear how you still regard yourself as the largest sect in the world of Taoism.

Later, Fang Han sat cross-legged on Simmons, his mind flew into the clear light, and his powerful spiritual consciousness swam in the sky, and a slight energy was immersed in this spiritual consciousness. Although the change was extremely small, Fang Han could still feel that his spiritual consciousness was becoming stronger every moment. Dozens of magic power fluctuations of varying strength soared into the sky from all directions in Beijing, and were all sensed by Fang Han.

Unfortunately, the magic power fluctuations of the masters above Poxu are extremely hidden. Although my divine thoughts can cover the entire Beijing, it is still much worse to investigate the whereabouts of such masters. Otherwise, I could have unconsciously explored the Kunlun Sect’s several Poxu masters. But now there is no hurry. As long as they are alone, they will always have a chance to destroy him without leaving any trace.

The next day, Fang Han got up early because today was the day he reported on the first day. Although the matter of Huanhai and others affected Fang Han's mood a lot, once something that had been decided, Fang Han rarely gave up without any chance, let alone those who practice Taoism always maintain a peaceful and natural mind, so Fang Han still decided to live a working-class life.

Hu Jingjing and Hu Yingying obediently served Fang Han with tie, suit and briefcase.

After everything was ready, Fang Han was afraid that the two of them would be bored, so he gave them a gold card each and arranged the time for them.

In the early morning, the golden sun shines on the earth, and the number of people on the street gradually increases, quickly breaking the tranquility of the city. People at work are in a hurry, whether it is the bus station or the subway station, there are crowds of people, and the crowd is surging. On the wide road, traffic is rolling, and the freshness of the city's morning is in vain and hustle and bustle. Fang Han, who is used to enjoying a quiet life, wanders among the hurried pedestrians, with a calm and leisurely face, which is a sharp contrast with the office workers who share the bus and subway.

Beijing is vast and has a lot of people, and the traffic is extremely congested in a busy morning. When Fang Han arrived at Xingyu Group, it was almost time to go to work, which was beyond Fang Han's expectations.

Xingyu Group is located in the business center of Beijing. This area is filled with a strong urban business atmosphere. For example, the Tokyo Central District, Japan, which Han obeys the distribution, is not inferior at all.

Xingyu Building is the headquarters building of Xingyu Group, with a height of about 210 meters and a total of 55 floors. The entire building is the office building of Xingyu Group headquarters. This shows the strength of Xingyu Group. Xingyu Group is one of the industries under the name of the Ji family. From this we can see that the Ji family is almost as rich as a country.

It seems that apart from Fang Han, there are few people walking into the gate. The square in front of the building is also full of various cars. It is estimated that the underground garage is full. The lowest level is Buick Hyatt, which is more than 100,000 yuan. It is specially parked with bicycles, and there are no more than seven cars.

It seems that the treatment of Xingyu Group should be very high. People who entered this place should be considered to be from this society. Fang Han thought, and raised his head slightly and glanced at the top floor of Xingyu Building. Because there, Fang Han felt two very hidden magic fluctuations there. Although he could not judge the depth of the skills of the two on the top floor for a while, Fang Han was sure that they had at least the divine stage or above.

Fang Han was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that there would be two such powerful masters in a mere building. He was full of curiosity about Xingyu Group for a moment and couldn't help but feel much more motivated to go to work.

When Fang Han was stepping into the building, he heard someone calling behind him. A faint fragrance came from behind. It turned out to be Ji Xueman.

"Hi, it's you, it's you today!" Ji Xueman said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm going to go to the Human Resources Department to report, but this place is too big and I'm worried. The person who guides the light direction is here." Fang Han said with a smile.

"I can't tell that you are quite funny. By the way, did you drive here?" Ji Xueman gave Fang Han a blank look and smiled, extremely beautiful.

"We are a poor ordinary person. After squeezing the bus and taking the subway, we have gone through a lot of hardships to reach the revolutionary holy land." Fang Han joked. Fang Han didn't know that the beauty in front of him was his immediate boss. In fact, even if he knew, Fang Han would still face Ji Xueman like this.

"Puchi!" Ji Xueman couldn't help laughing when he heard Fang Han's speech interestingly, and the flowers trembled, which was very moving.

The two seemed to be good friends for many years, and walked towards the elevator while talking. From time to time, Ji Xueman's beautiful laughter could be heard in the hall, which attracted others to look at each other. The look of surprise on their faces was extremely speculated, and they secretly guessed why Fang Han was Fang Shensheng, who could talk and laugh with Director Ji, who had always rejected men.
Chapter completed!