Just came down the mountain, and was hired by the beautiful president to get a fake marriage

three days later.

Wind and sunshine.

Before going out, Lin Fan deliberately made a fortune for himself.

The technique of deduction shows that I will have good luck today and meet treasures.

This made Lin Fan feel very good.

Walking out of the villa, a Bentley parked steadily in front of the door.

The car window opened, and Han Linger's beautiful face appeared in sight.

"Lin Fan, get in the car!"

"Ok?"

Lin Fan was stunned, and after getting into the car, he asked in doubt, "Why are you here, where is Mr. Han?"

"Didn't my grandfather go to Yanjing himself to find someone for you?"

"He would have been able to come back yesterday, but suddenly he called and said that something happened temporarily and he couldn't come back, so let me take you there."

"So that's how it is." Lin Fan nodded, "Then you go back and thank the old man for me."

"It's all right." Han Ling'er smiled and asked, "Where is An Ran, where is your daughter?"

"..."

Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders: "Enron has been very busy recently, and Qingyan Pill has been listed. Recently, a large number of distributors have come to discuss cooperation. They don't even come home very often these days. How could they go with me?"

After a pause, Lin Fan said again: "As for Wenwen, she has gone to school."

"Go to school?" Han Ling'er didn't know what to think of, and smiled.

Lin Fan shook his head, did not speak, and was about to close his eyes and rest.

"Hey, there is one more thing to tell you."

Han Linger looked at Lin Fan with big eyes, "We will have a master invited by our family to go with us, and today's martial arts competition will also rely on him to appear, so you must not offend him!"

"..." Lin Fan was speechless, "Do I look like a troublemaker?"

Han Linger blinked her big eyes: "Isn't it?"

"Forget it, I got it." Lin Fan shook his head and said no more.

Ten minutes later, Bentley stopped in front of a villa.

A middle-aged man walked over at a fast pace. He was wearing a black training uniform and had short, refined hair. He looked quite decent, and his whole body showed a capable atmosphere.

Lin Fan sized him up a little, and a hint of surprise gradually appeared in his eyes.

This man is strong!

Definitely stronger than anyone Lin Fan has ever seen!
Even those professionally trained boxers would be vulnerable in front of this person.

Although this person didn't seem to have much muscle, Lin Fan could see that his blood was full, and there seemed to be a powerful force flowing slowly in his body.

"Spiritual power?"

Lin Fan shook his head secretly in his heart: "Probably not, this power is quite similar to that of the Han family fathers. Although it has similar effects to spiritual power, it is extremely heterogeneous and completely incomparable."

If the power in this person's body is compared to a puddle of muddy water, then the spiritual power in Lin Fan's body is gasoline.

Whether it is energy or purity, the two are not at the same level at all.

"Mr. Wu!"

When Han Ling'er saw this person, his eccentric little face suddenly became a little serious, and his eyes were full of respect.

At this moment, the driver was driving, Han Linger was sitting in the front row, and Wu Qinghan was sitting in the back row with Lin Fan.

"Ah."

Wu Qinghan nodded lightly, even after greeting Han Linger, he glanced at Lin Fan with some doubts.

"Who is this?"

Han Linger quickly explained: "Let me introduce, this is Mr. Wu Qinghan Wu, my master, a master of inner strength."

"Inner strength?" Lin Fan nodded secretly in his heart.

Han Linger said again: "This is Lin Fan, my grandfather specially arranged for him to join us in the martial arts competition today, to see the world."

"Oh? Mr. Han personally arranged it?" Wu Qinghan couldn't help but look at Lin Fan a few more times.

He has been relying on the Han family for more than [-] years. Apart from Han Linger, this is the first young man who can be brought into this business by Mr. Han himself!
But the more he watched, the more disappointed Wu Qinghan became.

In his eyes, apart from being handsome, Lin Fan had nothing special at all.

Lin Fan has no traces of cultivation, nor can he tell if he has inner strength. The most important thing is that he doesn't even have any traces of exercise. His figure is well-proportioned, but it is far from being strong!

"Hello, Mr. Wu."

Lin Fan greeted with a smile.

Wu Qinghan nodded. This kid is quite polite, but just based on this alone, it is difficult to make him interested.

Withdrawing his gaze, Wu Qinghan began to close his eyes and meditate.

Han Linger gave Lin Fan a wry smile.

Lin Fan shrugged, and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

The Bentley continued driving for three 10 minutes.

Stopped at a street corner.

"arrive!"

Han Linger's voice sounded, and Lin Fan and Wu Qinghan opened their eyes at the same time.

The three got out of the car.

Lin Fan was a little surprised: "This street looks no different from an ordinary street. Could it be that all the practitioners are here?"

Wu Qinghan seemed to think that this question was too low-level, so he ignored it.

Han Linger giggled: "Of course, people in the cultivation world are also human beings, and they also have their own lives, okay? Don't you think they should all be the kind of hidden gods who don't eat the fireworks of the world?"

"That's not true, it's just that..." Lin Fan didn't know how to describe it.

This street is dilapidated, apart from being a little empty, there is really nothing special about it.

"Oh, don't just stop, just follow us, don't think too much about warriors."

Han Linger said with a smile: "By the way, martial artist is the abbreviation of a practitioner, because every practitioner has a strong combat power. Of course, a warrior is only a practitioner with the lowest level, and there are several levels above, but those People, gods and dragons can't see the end, they are too far away from you."

"Oh."

Lin Fan nodded, expressing his understanding.

Wu Qinghan led the way, and the three of them walked about ten meters away before arriving at a shop.

Lin Fan looked up and saw that the tattered signboard was crumbling in the breeze. On the weathered whitish plastic sheet, one could vaguely see a picture of a woman in revealing clothes and five large characters.

"Love Sea Hotel."

The corner of Lin Fan's mouth twitched a little, what is this, is there a romantic big bed room here?
At this time, Wu Qinghan stretched out two fingers and knocked on the iron rolling door.

"Crash!"

Not long after, the shutter door was opened, and an aunt with heavy makeup stuck out her head vigilantly, without saying a word.

Then, Lin Fan saw Wu Qinghan with his hands behind his back, and gave her a meaningful look.

The eyes of the two intersected in the air, as if countless messages were exchanged quickly.

Then, I saw the aunt looking around a few times, and quickly stepped aside.

Lin Fan felt that this scene seemed familiar, especially like some kind of entertainment for men.

Before he came back to his senses, Wu Qinghan had already walked in with confident steps, hands behind his back.

Lin Fan and Han Linger also followed in.

"Crash!"

Lin Fan looked back, and the aunt quickly pulled down the shutter door, turned her head, and showed a bright smile.

"Three distinguished guests, who came so early today?!"