"The Hidden Family." Chen Fan looked at the content on the information and murmured.
That day, he still clearly remembered that although his grandfather and grandson were dressed very shabbily, their aura was definitely not something ordinary people could possess.
In particular, it is recorded in the data that the Situ family has unparalleled medical skills, and many aristocratic families once owed favor to the Situ family.
But for unknown reasons, the Situ family suddenly disappeared twenty years ago, and there is no longer any news about the Situ family from the outside world.
Even several big families came forward, but no clues were found.
"They are indeed not simple." Chen Fan put the information in his hand on the table.
At this moment, Chen Fan was even more certain in his heart that the person he was looking for was Situ Mulan.
But a week has passed, and apart from finding some information about the Situ family, no trace of Situ Mulan or her grandfather has been found.
After Chen Fan had breakfast and performed acupuncture on his mother, he went downstairs again.
Song Wenting told Chen Fan that Fei Long had already booked a place at a private restaurant and said he was going to entertain Chen Fan.
After checking the time, Chen Fan asked Da Xiong to drive and took Song Wenting to the private restaurant Fei Long had booked.
This is a courtyard house. According to Song Wenting, this private restaurant is very famous throughout Kyoto.
Outside the courtyard door, a fat man wearing a suspender suit and a smile on his face walked quickly towards Chen Fan's car.
"Oh, Mr. Chen, you are such a famous person that I have admired for a long time. When I saw him today, he was indeed extraordinary!" The man flattered Chen Fan. As he spoke, he opened the car door for Chen Fan himself, with a very low attitude.
"Boss Song, you are getting more and more beautiful. After meeting you, I suddenly felt that all the women I have seen are a bunch of crooked melons!" The man saw Song Wenting getting off the car on the other side, and he also flattered her.
"He is Fei Long." Song Wenting ignored the man's intention and came to Chen Fan's side to introduce him.
"I've heard of you." Chen Fan looked up and down at the fat man with a smile on his face.
If Chen Fan hadn't already read the information about the fat dragon in front of him, I'm afraid he would have been confused by the fat man's politeness and smile.
He clearly remembered that it was written in the information that Feilong also had a nickname, named Smiling Dragon. No matter what he faced, he always smiled, but his methods were extremely ruthless. Otherwise, it would be impossible to occupy Kyoto.
a place.
"This little guy is just an errand boy, why should he care about it? Mr. Chen, please come in!" Feilong shook his fat body and made a gesture of invitation.
Chen Fan smiled lightly and walked into the courtyard.
The courtyard is not big, with only two courtyards, but it is quite good in the Second Ring Road of Kyoto where land is at a premium.
"Mr. Chen, I have taken care of the private kitchen today. No one will come here to disturb me." As he said this, Feilong led Chen Fan into a luxurious box.
Chen Fan was naturally invited by Fei Long to sit in the upper seat.
Daxiong and Song Wenting sat on the left side of Chen Fan, while Feilong sat on the right side of Chen Fan and filled Chen Fan a cup of tea with a humble look on his face.
"You came to me today not just to have some food and drink some tea, right?" Chen Fan asked.
Feilong smiled with a trembling smile on his face, and gave Chen Fan a thumbs up: "Mr. Chen really knows things well, and he is indeed the boss's chosen successor!"
Chen Fan took a sip of tea and said nothing.
Seeing that the scene was quiet, Feilong smiled awkwardly: "Mr. Chen, that's it. I invite you to come over today. I do have something to ask for."
Chen Fan put down the water glass and glanced at Fei Long: "We don't seem to be very familiar with each other yet. How can you be sure that I can help you."
Feilong grinned and said, "Mr. Chen, I know what you need most right now."
"What do you need?"
"Supporter." Fei Long said three words.
Chen Fan looked awe-inspiring, but did not speak.
Fei Long said again: "Mr. Chen, although you have become the boss's successor, I am very clear about your situation. If you want to sit in that position, how can you do it without supporters?"
"I, Fei Long, are here to promise that as long as Mr. Chen meets my conditions, I promise to stand by your side."
"What are the conditions? Let me tell you."
Feilong still maintained that smile: "Mr. Chen, you should know that the underground forces in Kyoto are complicated. I want to integrate the underground forces in Kyoto. If I can sit at the head of the underground forces in Kyoto, I think I can help you.
It will be quite big, and I can also be a trump card in your hand."
"I don't know much about things in Kyoto. How do you know? I can help you." Chen Fan asked back.
"I know you must have a way, otherwise, the guy Guishou wouldn't have fallen into your hands, and the boss wouldn't have chosen you as his successor."
Chen Fan looked at Fei Long beside him: "It sounds like this matter will indeed be of great benefit to me."
"That's natural." Fei Long smiled and nodded, waiting for Chen Fan's answer.
"Bang!"
Then at this moment, the originally closed door of the box was suddenly opened, and a man ran in in a panic.
Feilong, who was originally smiling, his face suddenly darkened, and he glared at the man: "Who let you in? If you disturb Mr. Chen's meal, drag him down and break his legs!"
The man panicked and quickly pointed in the direction outside the door: "Brother, I didn't mean to do it. Someone broke into the yard, and we couldn't stop it at all!"
"Who is so brave? Didn't you know that I reserved the venue today?!"
"That person said that his name was Long Zhihai!" The man didn't dare to hide it and said hurriedly.
"Long Sihai?!" Upon hearing this, Feilong's face instantly turned ugly, and he quickly looked at Chen Fan beside him.
Chen Fan, on the other hand, was drinking tea leisurely at this time.
"Fei Long, you invited me here today, but now Long Sihai is outside the door. What do you mean?" Putting down the tea cup, Chen Fan looked at Fei Long.
Feilong's face was smiling a little ugly, and he tried his best to quibble: "Mr. Chen, I really don't know about this. They come here and have nothing to do with me. I came here today just to cooperate with you. How could I leak it?"
Your whereabouts?!"
"Is it possible that I leaked my whereabouts myself?" Chen Fan asked back.
Feilong was mute and couldn't tell the story of his suffering from Coptis chinensis. He originally just wanted to meet Chen Fan, take the opportunity to win over Chen Fan, and then help him take down the underground forces in Kyoto. How could he betray Chen Fan at this time?
Where?
At this moment, there was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the door, and a group of people appeared at the door of the box.
Daxiong immediately stood up and looked at the incoming person with alert eyes. The leader was none other than Long Zhihai, but his wife Zhang Yanling was not present today.
Song Wenting also frowned, especially when she saw the crowd outside the door, her face gradually darkened.
"Chen Fan, I said, I will not let you live without Kyoto." Long Zhihai's voice echoed in the box.