Zhou Shao just looked at the backs of Chen Yang and Long Ying from a distance, and suddenly, he smiled.
But soon, he became sad again.
When the red-robed master saw him, it meant two things.
First, his Zhou family is fine and can return to Dahua.
Second, he will probably die here of old age in his lifetime.
Fallen leaves return to their roots. In fact, not everyone in the outer world is from the Wu League.
Many people still have extremely strong emotions about their homeland that linger for decades, thinking that they can one day go back.
But...he can't go back after all!
On the other side, Chen Yang and Long Ying left here.
"There's nothing to worry about, right?" Long Ying suddenly asked Chen Yang.
"There's nothing to worry about!" Chen Yang let out a long breath and smiled at Long Ying, "The red-robed master has already gone to find him personally, so why should I bother? There's no need to worry!"
Long Ying lowered his head and was silent for a while, then said to Chen Yang: "If one day, you are asked to take the position of the red-robed master, would you be willing?"
Chen Yang was startled and immediately shook his head and said, "Brother Ying, you know I just want to be an ordinary person."
"I mean what if one day?"
Chen Yang stopped and thought seriously.
"I hope you can refuse!" Long Ying said to himself without waiting for his thoughtful answer, "Don't become the next red-robed master."
Chen Yang looked at him, "Why?"
"Because... I'm too tired!" Long Ying took a deep breath.
"Is this the only reason?"
"Isn't it enough?" Long Ying asked calmly.
Chen Yang fell silent.
"Enough!" Long Ying said again, "This reason is enough!"
Chen Yang suddenly laughed, "Why do you think I will become the next red-robed lady?"
"Isn't it obvious enough?" Long Ying looked at Chen Yang and said coldly, "From your friendship with Shi Shi to now that even the red-robed master told Zhou Shao about it, it has already shown that you have fallen in love with him.
’s Dharma Eye.”
"Fifteen is the next successor of Hongpao!" Chen Yang shook his head, not believing that such a thing would happen to him, "I am not his next candidate."
"Yes!" Long Ying was silent for a while, "From a certain perspective, everyone knows that Fifteen is Hongpao's closed disciple, and he is also very likely to become the next Hongpao Master, but Hongfu has no regard for you.
Your attitude is so off-putting, I think Master Hongpao and the others may have taken a fancy to you. To put it bluntly, you are already among their candidates."
Chen Yang was stunned, and after thinking for a long time, he said helplessly, "Brother Ying, stop talking to me about this. I don't even believe what you are saying."
Long Ying just smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. The matter here has been settled. Now we should go back to China."
"It's time to go back!" Chen Yang also said with emotion, "It's really time to go back."
"Leave immediately tomorrow!" Long Ying made a decision immediately and said immediately, "I will make arrangements."
"Okay!" Chen Yang laughed, "You can arrange it and have a good sleep tonight."
"good!"
…
The nights in Mexico are extremely dark.
Chen Yang and Long Ying rarely had a good sleep.
As for the fall of Max and CIA, the United States seems to be very low-key at this time. It seems that everyone has forgotten this matter, and they have no longer even investigated the origin of Chen Yang.
They remained eerily silent on the matter.
It’s not that I don’t want to move, it’s that I can’t move!
In the capital, in a high-end villa, Fan Jingzhu was waiting for someone.
Not long after, a man wearing glasses came in.
"Mr. He!" Fan Jingzhu stood up and greeted the man with glasses politely.
Mr. He nodded: "Mr. Fan, we meet again!"
"It's not easy!" Fan Jingzhu nodded and said with some emotion, "Back then, you made a bet with Mr. Yun. You said that unless you wanted to fulfill that bet, we would never meet again."
"Does Mr. Fan want to cash in on his bet now?" Mr. He asked.
Fan Jingzhu sat there quietly.
When Fan Jingzhu left Taohua Village and returned to the capital, the first person he found was Mr. He.
In the end, she successfully entered the Yun family according to her plan and made a bet with Mr. Yun.
When we talk about a bet, it's actually an agreement.
Obviously, what she wanted to do, she had already done.
"What I want to do has been done!" Fan Jingzhu was silent for a while, and then said, "But the Yun family... will not fulfill this promise!"
Mr. He fell silent.
Since that agreement, they have never seen each other again.
Because they don't want to attract attention.
But after all, they were all in the capital, especially since the Yun family was considered a big family, so he still knew a lot.
For example, the Yun family has reached a new level under the leadership of Fan Jingzhu.
For example, the relationship between Fan Jingzhu and the Fan family has always been a bit delicate.
For example, there were some changes in the Yun family a few days ago. Fan Jingzhu has truly reached the top of the Yun Group!
All of these are describing one thing.
Fan Jingzhu seems to be taking action!
"In the agreement back then, if I do what I should do, the Yun family will have to avenge me!" Fan Jingzhu said again, "If they can't do it, it will be regarded as their breach of contract, right?"
"Yes!" Mr. He nodded.
"If there is a breach of contract, I have to take away 30% of their shares, right?"
"That's right!"
"Very good!" Fan Jingzhu took a deep breath, "I'll take 30% of their shares! So, do me a favor!"
"Please tell me!"
"Make me a will!"
Mr. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Fan Jingzhu in surprise.
"If one day I die, the 30% of the shares I own in the Yun Group will be taken over by my son."
"Master Yun?"
"No!" Fan Jingzhu said calmly, "Chen Yang!"
Mr. He's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
He had no intention of prying for any information, but the information Fan Jingzhu brought out was enough to scare him.
"I also have a son!" Fan Jingzhu said calmly, "Mr. He is a very trustworthy person. I believe in your character and your professional ethics, so I am telling you these things."
"I can make a will for you!" Mr. He wisely did not ask again.
"Thank you!" Fan Jingzhu nodded.
"You're welcome!"
Soon, Mr. He left in a hurry.
But soon, another person walked in.
"Mr. Fan!" the visitor greeted Fan Jingzhu.
"Sit down!"
The middle-aged man sat down.
"Zhao Mingcheng, I mentioned you first, right?" Fan Jingzhu asked.
Zhao Mingcheng nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Fan, for your kindness."
"Now I have something to do for you!" Fan Jingzhu said calmly, "Help me find a way to separate a company from the Yun Group, and it has nothing to do with the Yun Group. You will be the president.