Sun Xiao's voice came out again: "About one billion, what's wrong?"
"One billion?! Still around?" When Chen Fan heard this, his face was full of horror.
"Sister Sun, why do I think you know that I just made money? Your call was too timely." Chen Fan looked helpless.
Sun Xiao suddenly laughed: "Gee, it seems that the boss and I are quite destined. I felt it as soon as you made money here."
"Aren't the publicity and promotion expenses a bit high?" Chen Fan asked.
Sun Xiao explained: "This is the price after careful calculation. Although the billion has been spent, I am confident that I will promote the brand into a well-known brand within a few months, and you know that the Marriott Group's annual
How much is the publicity cost? Nearly 1.5 billion, which is just the cost of advertising and promotion."
Chen Fan was stunned for a while. He didn't expect that such a large group company would spend so much on advertising and promotion every year.
Finally, I had to agree: "Okay, I will transfer the money to the company's account in the afternoon."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan let out a long sigh.
The money has already been spent before it reaches my own pocket.
When Qin Shuran saw Chen Fan like this, she couldn't help laughing and said, "Why, are you worried about money?"
Chen Fan shook his head: "It's not that I feel bad. After all, I also want the company to develop quickly and meet your father's requirements as soon as possible. I just feel that I have finally become worth over one billion, but I have returned to the way it was before the money was received.
It’s so dramatic.”
At this moment, Qin Shuran suddenly unbuckled her seat belt and kissed Chen Fan on the cheek.
Chen Fan was suddenly startled and looked at Qin Shuran beside him in astonishment.
Qin Shuran's face was covered with a layer of crimson. She opened the car door and got out of the car first. She said to Chen Fan: "Go to the clinic quickly. I see a lot of patients."
After saying that, Qin Shuran ran towards the outpatient clinic building.
Seeing Qin Shuran leave, Chen Fan came back to his senses and touched the spot where Qin Shuran had just kissed, with an excited smile on his face.
After getting off the car, Chen Fan also walked towards the clinic building.
But at this moment, Zhao Qianqian's figure quickly ran out of the clinic building: "Director Chen, go to the clinic quickly. Some very strange people came to the clinic today."
Zhao Qianqian had been waiting for Chen Fan at the door of the outpatient building. Just now, he saw Qin Shuran coming back, so he quickly came out to look for Chen Fan.
"What's wrong?" Chen Fan asked, looking at Zhao Qianqian's anxious look.
Zhao Qianqian explained: "Early this morning, a group of people came to your clinic, led by a middle-aged couple. They said they wanted to see you."
"I told them that you had something to do in the morning and you hadn't come to the hospital yet, so I asked him to wait outside the door, but he directly asked his staff to cancel your full-day outpatient clinic and just sat in the clinic waiting for you."
"Want to see me?" Chen Fan frowned slightly and walked towards the clinic.
"Yes, and that person looked unkind, as if he was looking for trouble. Director Chen, should I inform Dean Luo?" Zhao Qianqian looked a little worried.
Chen Fan waved his hand: "It's okay, let me see what they are here for first."
With that said, Chen Fan and Zhao Qianqian had already arrived at the door of the consulting room.
Opening the door, there were several bodyguards in suits standing inside. A middle-aged man sat on a chair, and next to him stood a middle-aged woman.
However, both of them looked a little ugly.
Hearing someone coming at the door, everyone looked over.
When the middle-aged woman saw Chen Fan, her already ugly face suddenly showed a look of resentment. She pointed at Chen Fan and said, "It's him, this kid who beat my son seriously!"
Chen Fan looked at the middle-aged woman, with a helpless smile on his face. The person who came was none other than Han Haoran's mother.
He originally thought that Han Haoran's mother would leave Jiangcheng with Guishou, but he didn't expect that she was still here.
"Are you Chen Fan?" The middle-aged man sitting on the chair looked at Chen Fan with a cold face.
Chen Fan nodded slightly: "Yes, I am Chen Fan."
The middle-aged man looked gloomy: "Then do you know who I am?"
Chen Fan smiled calmly: "If you are here to see a doctor, I have to really ask what your name is, but if not, then I have no interest in what your name is."
A bodyguard standing behind the middle-aged man pointed at Chen Fan and yelled: "A trash doctor dares to be disrespectful to our boss. I think you are tired of living!"
Chen Fan ignored the bodyguard and walked back to his chair as if nothing had happened and sat down.
Then he looked at the middle-aged man again and asked, "So, are you leaving on your own, or are you telling me what's wrong with you?"
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Boy, my name is Han Feng, and I am Han Haoran's father. What do you think I am here for?"
"Are you Han Haoran's father?" Although Chen Fan had made a guess, after all, he had seen the middle-aged woman before.
But Chen Fan still looked horrified.
Because the middle-aged man is only about 1.6 meters tall and wears glasses. He has no resemblance to the tall Han Haoran.
The bodyguard spoke again: "Humph, boy, our boss is the head of the Han family in Sucheng. Now you know you are scared, right?!"
"hehe."
Chen Fan still ignored the bodyguard, but looked at the middle-aged woman who was also about 1.6 meters tall, and couldn't help laughing.
Han Feng's face darkened: "Boy, why are you laughing?"
The middle-aged woman standing aside looked angrily: "Husband, look, this boy still dares to mock you. Why are you hesitating? Why don't you let them kill this boy quickly! Avenge our son!"
When Chen Fan heard this, he couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed again. He looked at the middle-aged woman and asked, "Are you sure that Han Haoran is his son?"
The middle-aged woman's expression turned extremely ugly in an instant. She pointed at Chen Fan and yelled, "Boy, what do you mean?!"
Chen Fan asked back: "What do I mean? Don't you know?"
"Do you know how small the chance is for two short people to give birth to a tall child?"
The middle-aged woman retorted: "We have consulted doctors, and there is a chance of this happening. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will ask them to cut out your tongue today!"
Han Feng's face was equally angry. What annoyed him most was that some people said that his son was not like him.
This is equivalent to someone pointing at his head and saying that there is a grassland.
Chen Fan's eyes fell on Han Feng: "If I'm not wrong, you should have a dysfunction. Did you never have children in the first few years of your marriage?"
Hearing these words, Han Feng's expression changed instantly.
I have had this problem since I was a child, but after my wife became pregnant, I didn't care about it anymore, thinking that my disease was cured.
"How did you know?" Han Feng asked with a stern face.