It would not be so easy for Fang Buwei to automatically demote the flower arrangement master of Xing3, otherwise Gao Zhensheng would have done this long ago.

Mr. Situ did not assign him specific positions, but only classified him as a "military position".

Fang Buwei was not idle either. He would go to the main hall every day. No matter what kind of thing the church had, he would help him and his relationship with the leaders of each hall was getting better and better.

I don’t know what Mr. Situ used, but An Qin has decided to write to Anliang Hall for a long time.

Zhang Yonghe led his men to open a small yard in the back hall, with maids, guards, cooks, drivers, etc.

Fang Buwei would see An Zhirong wandering around the main hall from time to time.

An Zhirong seemed to have changed her nature. When the two met, she would at most look at Fang Buwei and didn't take the initiative to speak. Instead, she became more and more familiar with others.

But Fang Buwei was always alert.

A woman as rational as Chen Xinran has lived for two lifetimes and has only encountered such a person with a personality like An Zhirong, which is only in line with her understanding of being a human being in two lifetimes.

The weather is uncertain, the ghosts and gods are unpredictable!

It is more difficult to understand a woman’s thoughts than to understand Yuan Tiangang’s “Tuibei Tu”.

The two of them were in peace until twenty days later.

Just as dawn was dawn in the morning, Li Cunyi called and said that it was the mountain master who was looking for him.

It had just snowed and the road was too slippery, so Fang Buwei didn't drive.

It took him less than half an hour to walk about ten miles away.

Just after turning the street, Fang Buwei saw more than a dozen people shoveling snow at the entrance of Anliangtang. An Zhirong was wearing a dog-skin hat and a thick cotton jacket, wrapped like a bear, and was having a very unhappy time.

As if there were eyes on the back, Fang Buwei's figure just appeared and An Zhirong saw it.

She shoveled the snow with a shovel and ran over from a distance, trying to cover Fang Buwei's head.

What does this woman want to do?

Fang Buwei quickly avoided it and looked around again.

He was afraid that An Qin would suddenly appear.

"When will I take me to meet Chen Xinran?" An Zhirong asked with a smile, leaning on a shovel, "I heard that she is pregnant?"

In Anliang General Hall, everyone knows that An Zhirong already has a family, so it is not difficult for An Zhirong to inquire.

"There is no Chen Xinran here, only Jiang Shangqiong!" Fang Buwei replied with a stern face.

Seeing that Fang Buwei's face was unpleasant, An Zhirong was not annoyed, and asked with a smile: "You haven't said it, how can I know?"

Fang Buwei snorted coldly with his nose, bypassed An Zhirong and continued to move forward.

An Zhirong grabbed Fang Buwei's sleeve: "You haven't finished speaking yet?"

Fang Buwei gently flicked An Zhirong's wrist with his fingers. An Zhirong let out his hand like an electric shock with a "oh".

"The uncle has something to ask me for, I'll go in first!"

An Zhirong took a quick step and stopped Fang Buwei.

"Are you afraid that others will doubt it? You just say a few words. Who can guess the relationship between me and you before?" An Zhirong asked in confusion, "You didn't see it. I and other elder brothers are talking and laughing?"

Fang Buwei widened his eyes and stared at An Zhirong blankly.

It turns out that this is the purpose of An Zhirong's intention to get closer to others?

Just to get close to yourself, don’t let others doubt it!

Fang Buwei sighed deeply.

"Are you a little moved?" An Zhirong asked expectantly.

"I'm definitely not moved, it's true that I'm worried for you!" Fang Buwei replied very seriously.

"What do you mean? Why are you anxious for me?" An Zhirong felt that this sentence was not a good thing and suddenly looked stern.

"Do you think the fifth brother and fourth sister are blind?" Fang Buwei asked helplessly.

On the day when the incense hall was opened, An Zhirong cried as if she had been abandoned hundreds of times. No matter how stupid Zhang Yonghe and Jin Feng were, they could guess it.

An Zhirong's face turned red and he said stubbornly: "How many times have I said to you in the past half month? They guessed it themselves, what can I do?"

"You are not stupid enough?" Fang Buwei cursed, "I have told you a long time ago. The more you are deliberate, the more suspicious it will make people! What happened to you when you met before? Your grandfather and second master are still old friends..."

Yu Erjun and An Qin are both veterans of Zhigongtang, so how could they not know each other?

After the failure of the reform, Anqin settled in Hong Kong and raised funds to run newspapers. One of the sponsors was Yu Erjun.

Fang Buwei's current identity is Yu Erjun's grandson's nephew. An Zhirong is An Qin's granddaughter. After both of them are old friends, what's strange about the two meeting each other?

Fang Buwei even told An Zhirong that if An Qin noticed something, he would say the same when asked about her.

"You know you're smart, right?" An Zhirong followed Fang Buwei tightly and said, "Don't worry, I didn't think I had to see you... Well, Jiang Shangqiong, it's just a talk..."

Fang Buwei laughed secretly.

What am I worried about?

Just like that, if you tied three pieces, you are not Chen Xinran's opponent.

"I just want to ask you, when will you return to China?" An Zhirong asked again.

Fang Buwei's eyelids twitched and glanced at An Zhirong.

"Don't you believe me?" An Zhirong's pretty face turned cold, "I'm afraid I'll reveal your whereabouts?"

When you should be smart, you shouldn't be smart, and when you shouldn't be smart, you will react quickly.

"Do you think I can go back to the country?" Fang Buwei replied angrily.

"Hahahaha..." An Zhirong laughed out loud, "Then I won't reply!"

It’s best not to go back, it’s not that you have to be exhausted by your father.

Fang Buwei sighed inwardly.

No wonder I'm so honest during this period, it turns out that it's because of this.

"It's up to you!" Fang Buwei waved his hand, "Have fun with you!"

"Gee..." The laughter was mixed with exclamations, and Fang Buwei flashed to the right and avoided the snowball that An Zhirong smashed.

"Uncle is looking for you!"

As soon as he entered the hall, Fang Buwei met Li Zaiyi.

"Okay!" Fang Buwei responded and followed Li Zaiyi to the third floor.

The study room is not big, with a fireplace burning inside, which is very warm.

After Fang Buwei entered, Li Zaiyi closed the door, and only Situ Meitang and Fang Buwei were inside.

The old man wrapped in a blanket and sat by the fireplace, as if he was asleep.

Fang Buwei sat down next to him with slight hands.

"The New Year is coming soon. This year's Kenji Conference is scheduled to be in New York. We will start preparing in the next two days. If you have nothing to do on weekdays, you can also help you come up with ideas..." said the old man.

"Okay!" Fang Buwei responded.

Where can I use the old man to explain this kind of thing personally?

Whether Zhang Yonghe or Gao Zhensheng knew it, it would be fine, and there was no need to send Li Zaiyi to wait for him.

The old man must have something important to explain.

"I sent people to China and to Japan!" The old man said again.

What he said was a bit irrelevant, but Fang Buwei knew what the old man meant.

It must be to verify Li Mingxiang's background.
Chapter completed!