House Management Chapter 992: Just started

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"It doesn't mean anything, just just ask casually." Seeing Yang Qizhao's uncomfortable expression, Fan Shiji quickly compensated with a smile.

If this were the past, he would never be like this, but now is different from the past, now he has no capital.

"Boss Fan, is there anything else?" Yang Qizhao came up with this sentence, apparently an order for the guests.

"Nothing else, I will leave and wait for your call." Fan Shiji said with a smile.

"Okay, then I won't give it away. Boss Fan walks slowly." Yang Qizhao said lightly.

Fan Shiji stood up helplessly and walked outside.

Looking at his back, Yang Qizhao sneered in his heart, "It's annoying to see your bad luck, don't pass the bad luck to me. Let me deal with Zhang Yu, you can't do this. Resolve the bad luck, whoever cooperates with you now will have bad luck!"

Although Yang Qizhao can't beat Zhang Yu, his vision is still quite good. How can he not see that Fan Shiji's Yintang is dark, and it is particularly dark, or there will be a **** disaster. Yang Qizhao naturally didn't want to make do with such a bad luck.

He sat quietly, listening to Fan Shiji going up the steps. After a while, Chen Xiangyun came down from the top and outside and came to his room.

"Qi Zhao, he has come to do business with you again."

"Yeah." Yang Qizhao nodded slightly and said, "Is the person gone?"

"Already gone, I watched him get in the car with my own eyes." Chen Xiangyun said.

"Then let's go and move." Yang Qizhao said.

"I moved here again from Mingxiang Tea House" Chen Xiangyun frowned.

"This old guy is all unlucky. Let him sit here for a while. I think it's very unlucky here. Let's go first." Yang Qizhao was straightforward.

"Well, then how can you go?" Chen Xiangyun asked.

"I don't think there is any future in Zhenhai, let's go to the southern capital." Yang Qizhao said.

"Are you too careful?" Chen Xiangyun was a little reluctant to leave Zhenhai.

"Be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years, where money is but a good day. When I go to Nandu, I don't have to sit in the basement all the time." Yang Qizhao said.

"That's OK, I will arrange the shop for someone else, and tomorrow we will go to Nandu." Chen Xiangyun said.

"That's right" Yang Qizhao laughed.

Fan Shiji left the Xiangyun Farmhouse with the driver.

The driver saw that Fan Shiji's face was not very good, and he probably didn't get any benefits here, because the goal was definitely not achieved.

He didn't dare to touch Fan Shiji's mold, and said cautiously: "Boss, where are we going now?"

"Let's go home." Fan Shiji didn't know where to go anymore, just thinking about going home quietly, maybe he could think of a good way.

From Yang Qizhao's face, it is not difficult for him to see that he is now in Longyou shallow water and tigers down in Pingyang. Yang Qizhao was so polite to him before, and he dared to show his face today.

"Okay." The driver agreed immediately and drove towards the house.

At this moment, Fan Shiji’s house.

His home is a large villa not far from the sea. Right now because of a large amount of debts, all of Fan Shiji’s properties have been sealed up, and this villa is not in his name, so it has not been sealed up.

There are six bodyguards and two babysitters in this villa. His wife and children are abroad, and there are no other people. At this moment, the outside is quite normal, but in the large living room, six bodyguards, two babysitters, and Jin Aoxiang's family of three are all here.

They squatted on the ground and did not dare to move, but there could be hundreds of people standing and sitting around the living room.

These people are all here to collect debts. Naturally, they include Sanshao Miaojie and Yang Yong.

As Fan Shiji's confidant, Jin Aoxiang certainly knows where Fan Shiji's home is. Helplessly, the lives of a family of three mattered, Jin Aoxiang could only bring everyone in and asked Fan Shiji for money.

Miaojie Sanshao is a group of people, there are so many people, how can these bodyguards at home stop them.

They are all waiting for Fan Shiji to come back. Jin Aoxiang also said that Fan Shiji was the former chairman of Jixiang Group and his family was rich. The Third Master of Temple Street and the others also asked for money and killed Jin Aoxiang. At best, they were outraged. Five hundred million people wanted to go. Therefore, they can only wait here.

Zhang Yu came to Pan's home.

Only knocking on the door, a young man opened the door for him. Zhang Yu knew him, he belonged to Old Man Pan, and he was still a trader. All the other traders left, and he was the only one left. Obviously he was his confidant.

Zhang Yu greeted him, and immediately wanted to go to the old man’s room. I didn’t want the young man to point to the kitchen diagonally, and whispered, "The old man is going to the kitchen."

"Go to the kitchen." Zhang Yu couldn't help but was taken aback. With his ears, he had heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen, and he didn't really take it seriously at first. Zhang Yu laughed and said, "I'll go and see, the old man will go to the kitchen again..."

While laughing, Zhang Yu went into the kitchen and saw Pan Chonghai washing an apron and frying tofu. Don't say it, it tastes good.

"Come here, wait to **** craft." The old man turned around and smiled at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu also smiled and said, "Master, why are you going to the kitchen yourself, you shouldn't..."

"You don't know, you are too uncle, Pan Sheng, his master, always think that I have poor craftsmanship, so I specially practiced..." Pan Chonghai said with a smile.

"I don't think you have poor craftsmanship..." Zhang Yu is sweating.

"Isn't it, I don't dare to go back if I don't practice my craft well... I heard that the new Taoist temple has been repaired, I'm thinking about going back and staying for a while..." Pan Chonghai said solemnly.

"I said, why didn't I go back to live here? It turned out to be practicing cooking." Zhang Yu suddenly.

"After the tofu is fried, let's start the meal. I made four vegetarian dishes, and you will check it out for me..." Pan Chonghai continued to stir fry as he said.

"Success." Zhang Yu nodded, but he was still a little surprised.

The old man said that he was in a hurry, so maybe it was for me to taste the food.

A tofu was fried quickly, and the two came to Pan Chonghai’s room with vegetables. The food was set and there was a bottle of bamboo leaf green.

The old man did not drink first, let Zhang Yu taste his craft.

"It's really good, I don't seem to practice less." Zhang Yu said.

"Isn't it? Since I came here, I have been cooking by myself." Pan Chonghai said.

"Then why haven't I seen it?" Zhang Yu wondered.

"Isn't it a bad job in the early stage? I'm embarrassed to let you taste it. I think it's almost now, so I let you taste it." Pan Chonghai said seriously.

"Master, I'm taking it..." Zhang Yu laughed.

Pan Chonghai raised his wine glass, "Actually, I am more convinced. I have heard about your victory. Let's have a toast."

"That's not relying on your old guidance." Zhang Yu also raised his wine glass and touched his father.

After drinking in the cup, Pan Chonghai suddenly said earnestly: "Although you have won this battle, the battle is not over yet, it's just beginning."