Chapter 285

After dealing with huazi, Ye Fan was going to have a good rest.

Who knows, since huazi was saved by himself, he held his arm and begged himself to take him in and pay off the five million yuan.

Originally.

Ye Fan looked at his thin arms and legs. He thought he might have no effect. He was ready to give up and let him go wherever he should go.

As a result, when they were chatting, Ye Fan suddenly found that huazi had a very sharp view of the market. He just asked huazi casually. He could see the prospect and rising space of the market, and even was very interested in it

This made him feel that huazi came suddenly and took him directly to the company for the painter to see.

After the painter simply asked a few questions, he led huazi into a small room.

After a while, the painter came out of the room. He looked very plain, but his steps felt light. He walked quickly to Ye Fan and dragged his arm to a small room.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Fan looked at the abnormal painter and wondered.

"Lie wipe, brother ye, you're too powerful. You brought me this man. It's the first time I've seen such a business genius. Compared with him,"

The painter said excitedly, and the admiration in his eyes was already about to overflow.

Ye Fan was a little surprised when he heard the painter say such words for the first time. However, he was surprised, but he felt that he was in love and reason.

Because huazi's previous family conditions were really not good, which led to his precocious character, and his vision and attitude towards things had long been different from ordinary people.

"OK, in that case, you can arrange a position for him and let him do a good job."

Ye Fan took a deep breath, got up and patted the painter on the shoulder, and handed over the work arrangement directly to the painter.

After leaving the company, he rarely had a free time and rested at home for about a week.

This week, Ye Fan's biggest interest is fishing and playing games. It can be said to be fun.

Until one day, a sudden disaster broke the peace of life.

At about 4:00 p.m., Ye Fan, as usual, sat on the balcony overlooking the scenery below.

"Stare ~ stare ~ stare"

The phone rang, and the crisp bell rang in Ye Fan's pocket with the vibration.

He took a look at his mobile phone and found that it was Lin Maomao who called.

Looking at the caller ID, Ye Fan remembered that the little girl hadn't talked to herself for about a month.

The last time they talked was when they came out of the birthday party held by her father and sat in the street chair.

Thinking of this, he gradually withdrew his mind and connected the phone.

"Hello, Ye Fan, are you still there?"

The phone rang with a familiar voice. Lin Maomao sounded as if his heart was a little heavy, so that his voice was very low.

"Not bad. What's the matter?"

Ye Fan answered and asked.

"Well, do you have time to come to the imperial capital? I want to ask you a favor, just a small favor."

Lin Maomao's tone was a little pleading. She seemed to have something difficult to say. She hesitated when she spoke.

Hearing Lin Maomao's words, Ye Fan had a bad feeling in his heart. He vaguely felt that the little girl seemed to have committed something. Otherwise, with her character, it was almost impossible for her to ask for help in a low voice.

Even yourself!

Without any hesitation, Ye Fan directly bought a train ticket and rushed to the imperial capital.

The imperial capital is still desirable, but the drunken life is full of the cries and hesitations of the people at the bottom.

He came to the private college he went to. As usual, many students were walking in groups with smiles on their faces.

Just then he saw a familiar figure coming towards him.

"Here you are."

Lin Maomao is very well dressed today. He has a light elegant makeup on his face. He is wearing a purple dress, revealing two white thighs.

"What happened?"

Ye Fan's eyes showed a dignified look and said in a very serious tone.

"No, nothing. I just want you to come and play."

Lin Maomao's eyes flashed a trace of panic. He soon recovered his composure and said with a smile.

However, when she spoke, her eyes were subconsciously glancing to the right.

Ye Fan looked in the direction of Lin Maomao and saw two or three young people with duck tongue hats and masks sitting on the roadside. They saw Ye Fan glancing here and subconsciously pressing his hat.

At this moment, Ye Fan completely understood that the reason why the little girl became like this was that she was threatened by others.

Thinking of this, he took a step forward, pressed his voice, whispered in Lin Maomao's ear, "it's okay, I'm here. If you're threatened, draw a circle on my palm."

Then ye fan grabbed Lin Maomao's soft and white palm directly. I have to say that Lin Maomao's palm is really soft, just like a piece of tofu. It's very comfortable to touch it.

"Um ~"

Lin Maomao seemed to hold hands with a boy for the first time. He couldn't help humming, and then a cloud appeared on his face.

Then he felt a circle drawn in the palm of his hand.

"It's all right. Come with me."

Ye Fan glanced at the people wearing duck tongs and led Lin Maomao's arm to a dark alley.

The men in cap soon followed.

"Are you sure you want to take another step forward?"

After confirming that there was no one around, ye fansong opened his hand and turned back coldly. The cold voice immediately rang through the whole alley.

Those people with duck tongue hats were also startled, but they quickly reacted.

He angrily looked at Ye Fan, took off his hat one by one, and showed a ferocious face: "boy, if you know the truth, don't care about it, otherwise you won't even know how you died."

"Oh, really?"

Ye Fan's eyes were filled with bursts of contempt.

"Die!" A few big men wearing duck tongue hats were impatient. They directly exposed their cold daggers and walked towards Ye Fan one by one.

"Come on, these people are sent by my father."

Lin Maomao's eyes flashed a trace of anxiety. He quickly grabbed Ye Fan's arm and said with worry.

Because she knew her father's old thing too well. He was his own daughter.