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The family drinks tea and chats at home, very relaxed and warm.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyao seemed to have thought of something and asked, "By the way, brother, did you answer the hail conjecture?"

This incident is still the news she saw when she swiped her phone today.

However, only the school and the name were mentioned in the news, and there was no photo at all.

Originally, Lin Xiaoyao planned to call Lin Fan today.

Now, you can ask in person.

Lin Fan answered: "Yes."

Lin Xiaoyao's eyes rolled round immediately, and shouted: "Fuck! Great!"

Dai Weixue blamed: "Xiao Yao, from a girl's family, she doesn't pay attention to her words."

Lin Xiaoyao said: "Mom, that's a hail conjecture! Unsolved problems in the world!"

"Then you should pay attention to speaking...Do you want to marry in the future?" Dai Weixue said.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't care: "Why do you marry? I'm married. My brother has so much money, who should I spend it for?"

The time at home, like running water, flies quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

At the urging of his parents, Lin Fan drove the Mercedes-Benz G and headed towards Jiangbei after lunch.

As soon as he arrived at Panlong Villa, the cell phone in Lin Fan's pocket rang a brisk ring.

He glanced at the call reminder, with an unexpected look on his face.

Because the caller is Mr. Qin Weiming.

Lin Fan still has a good impression of this old man.

Boldness and kindness must be reported.

And more importantly... if there weren't for the group of people like Mr. Qin Weiming who threw their heads and sprinkled their blood back then, there would be no happy life today.

Lin Fan didn't hesitate at all, and directly pressed the answer button.

"Old Qin, hello."

On the phone, Qin Weiming's hearty voice said: "Lin Fan, you are fine too!"

After a pause, Qin Weiming said again: "I came to Jiangbei with an old friend. He is not in good health. If you are free, can you come and have a look?"

His character is like this, he has something to say, he doesn't like turning and polite.

Not only is Lin Fan not disgusted with this.

On the contrary... he also likes this way of communication very much.

Old man Qin Weiming's friend is probably also an old hero.

So Lin Fan responded: "Okay, I'll come here."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan packed two more bags of tea, and then he drove the Mercedes-Benz Big G and galloped away.

It didn't take long before Lin Fan arrived at the manor he had visited before...Just like that time, there was a sentry at the door.

Obviously, they had received the order long ago, and hadn't stopped Lin Fan's vehicle at all, so they let it go.

At this time, Qin Weiming, Yue Zixiao, who carried the wheat ear badge on his shoulders, and Jiang Provincial Leader Hong Hanlin and others, were sitting in the courtyard, playing chess, drinking tea, and chatting for a while.

After hearing the sound, Qin Weiming slowly turned around and smiled heartily: "Lin Fan, you are here at a high time, we just talked about you!"

Suddenly, everyone present...all their gazes fell on Lin Fan.

To know……

All the people present were in high positions, and a strong aura filled the whole body.

Ordinary people, even when facing the gaze of any one of them, I am afraid they will tremble with fear, sweat, and dare not step forward.

However, Lin Fan was always indifferent.

He smiled and said, "I don't know what Qin Lao is talking about?"

Seeing this, everyone nodded secretly.

Qin Weiming said, "I said you have good chess skills, this old man still doesn't believe it!" While speaking, he pointed to the old man sitting next to him in a wheelchair.

Lin Fan couldn't help but quietly looked at the old man.

Although, the old man is skinny and wrinkled.

However, his muddy eyes are like an eagle soaring for nine days, very energetic, giving people a feeling of not being angry or prestigious.

The old man said: "Old man, my name is Zhang Jian. Brother Lin, just now Old Qin said that you are so amazing..."

"But, I have always believed that seeing is believing, not to mention, Lao Qin always likes to shoot guns everywhere."

"So, Brother Lin, can you play two rounds with this bad old man?"

Qin Weiming immediately blew his beard and stared: "The surname is Zhang, when do employees like to shoot guns everywhere?"

Zhang Jian smiled and said: "Why... expose your old bottom in front of so many people, afraid of being laughed at? Turned into anger from embarrassment?"

In fact, who would dare to laugh at everyone present?

Qin Weiming was anxious and jumped his feet, saying: "Okay! Lin Fan, you quickly get rid of the piece of armor he killed! Don't be polite!"

Lin Fan glanced at the chess table next to him, and the boiling water was gradually boiling, and said: "When I came, I brought some good tea, so let me make some tea for everyone first."

"Then, we played chess while drinking tea, what did Lao Zhang think?"

Standing behind Zhang Jian, the middle-aged man with the wheat ear badge on his shoulders took a step forward, opening his mouth to say something.

To know……

Old leaders such as Zhang Jian and Qin Weiming can't eat any kind of food.

Even if it's just tea, it won't work.

However, Qin Weiming was one step ahead and said, "Okay! Then make tea first!"

Then, he said to Zhang Jian: "I just forgot to say that Lin Fan's tea art is also a master!"

Zhang Jian said unexpectedly: "Really?"

At this time, Lin Fan had already walked over with two big bags of tea leaves.

He put the tea directly into the teapot, then poured a full pot of boiling water, and finally, poured it into the cup.

Then he said, "Lao Qin, Lao Zhang, and everyone... please have tea."

See here...

Zhang Jian couldn't help but glanced at Qin Weiming weirdly.

It looks like it's saying... Is this a master tea art?

Qin Weiming's old face blushed slightly and shouted, "Lin Fan, you didn't make tea like this last time!"

After all, he just played a wave of Lin Fan's tea art.

It's just... just slap in the face in a blink of an eye.

Lin Fan said: "Last time it was too wasteful."

Qin Weiming seemed to want to say something, Zhang Jian smiled and said, "Yes! It's easy to drink tea like this~www.innread.com~ without wasting, I think it's good!"

While speaking, he took the lead in holding up the teacup and pouring it into his mouth.

"Guru!"

After the tea was in the water, Zhang Jian seemed to have been subjected to a hold technique, and his whole body was completely frozen.

At this moment, Zhang Jian seemed to have returned to the age of strong body and prosperous years.

He no longer needs a wheelchair, he can carry a spear, hold a machete, and run **** the ground, knocking down one enemy after another...

Everything is so hearty, so easy!

Standing behind him, the middle-aged man with a wheat ear badge on his shoulders saw Zhang Jian holding a teacup. He hadn't moved for a long time. His heart suddenly tightened. He asked anxiously: "Old leader, what's wrong with you?"

This shout finally brought Zhang Jian back to reality. He exclaimed from the bottom of his heart: "Good tea!"

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