After Wang Zan left, Dong Congshuang casually looked at his circle of friends. Dong Liangsheng drank tea and asked, "Daughter, what do you think of Wang Zan?"

"How do you think about anything? I don't even know what he does. What can I see?" Dong Congshuang quit from Wang Zan's WeChat boredly. This person's circle of friends was a bit outrageous, and there was not a single one.

Dong Liangsheng said: "Do you know why I had to compete with Long Qingxiang's boss for his scissors?"

Dong Congshuang nodded and said, "It should be that this person has some problems. Judging from his outfit, his clothes are very ordinary on the surface. Wang Zan does not have the aura of a family of officials, and his words look very plain. I guess his background should belong to the traditional gangsters?"

Dong Liangsheng said: "You are right. The Wang family is called the Knife Creator in the folk. They walk around the streets and alleys with kitchen knives and scissors. They usually leave some evil language wherever they pass. They understand yin and yang, and are very proficient in divination and calculation. However, they never act with money. No matter how much you spend, they may not be able to ask them to open a golden mouth. But they may take the initiative to answer your questions and answer questions. If they leave a knife, you can also ask the Knife Creator to plan for themselves. In short, it is quite rare to know them. This time, it is not useful, but it will not be said to be very useful."

Dong Liangsheng is engaged in antique transactions, and his family is of origin. Debaozhai has been passed down for several generations. Most of them are familiar with most folk affairs in the world. Although Dong Congshuang does not run a shop at home, she has become familiar with some strange and strange things since childhood. So she was not surprised when she heard this father talking about the knife-maker.

Instead, she began to be curious about Wang Zan. Most of the people of the same age she knew were working in office buildings, or they were running their home business. However, people like Wang Zan took a very surprising path. It was quite interesting to think that he would adapt to this kind of life at a young age.

Dong Congshuang then picked up his phone again, clicked on Wang Zan's WeChat, and edited a message and sent it.

"Does the scissors thrown by your credit knife man mean that as long as you find you in the future, no matter what you ask you to do, you will be responsible?"

"Of course, the premise is that you cannot kill someone and set fire, do something that is harmful to the world."

Dong Congshuang smiled and replied to him a few words: "I understand, thank you!"

Dong Liangsheng turned his head and looked at the message sent by his daughter, then asked in surprise: "What are you going to do?"

Dong Congshuang reached out to put his arm around his arm, and said in a slightly slight tone: "Dad, can you give me those scissors?"

After Wang Zan came out of Debaozhai, he returned to Boss Lin's shop. When the other party saw him holding a brocade box containing Guanyin Lotus, he knew that he had brought the scissors to him and it worked.

"I have known Lao Dong for several years. Although I don't have much contact with you, I still think people are quite accurate. If he finds you in the future, he will not have any major problems. If he is suffocating, he will just look at Feng Shui or calculate the future for his children. Your business is quite worth it, and it is not a loss!"

Wang Zan nodded and said, "Well, I think so too."

After getting the stuff, he felt relieved about the problem of giving gifts. This thing is not very valuable, but it has a good meaning, and it is worth enough, and it is definitely a unique one. If you give it to Fan Zhongxin, it would naturally be the best.

Two days passed in a flash. The day before Fan Zhongxin got married, Chang Xinjian called him at noon and said that there was a bureau in the evening. Not many people participated. They were basically the few friends around Fan Zhongxin, and they must be the closest ones. Men? There was always a farewell ceremony for singleness the day before marriage. Fan Zhongxin was no exception. After all, from now on, he had to live as a husband and father at home. Of course, Wang Zan could not refuse, so he asked Chang Xinjian to come and pick him up.

At around 1:00 in the afternoon, Chang Xinjian came over to pick up Wang Zan, and the car was driven to the outskirts of the capital.

"When will you get married?" Wang Zan turned his head and asked.

Chang Xinjian drove the car and said with a smile: "Will you get married first? Only then can you dare to get married? After CITIC is done, it will be my turn. It will take only one or two years."

Wang Zan asked curiously: "Is there a master?"

Chang Xinjian smiled faintly: "What master? I introduced it to you a few years ago. I was about the same age as me. I have been studying abroad before and only came back at the end of this year. So I got married next year. My marriage is just a lonely one. To put it bluntly, the elderly at home are enough to be happy."

Wang Zan understood that Fan Zhongxin's identity did not require marriage, but Chang Xinjian's family was not good. For the future prosperity and long-term prosperity of the Chang family, they still needed marriages between their children.

This is also impossible. Everything has to be wrong and there will be gains. You cannot get both fish and bear's paws. You have to give up the same thing. If your family is prosperous, no matter whether you are doing business or doing anything, it will definitely work.

After the car drove out of the city, it took only half an hour to arrive in a place similar to a horse farm. Fan Zhongxin would definitely not go to any hotels or nightclubs when he held a farewell party, so he could only come to such a remote and more private place.

When their car was parked in front of a building, there were already several cars in front of them. Wang Zan paid attention to these license plates. Most of the car numbers were from Beijing, but there were two or three from other provinces, one Tianjin license plate and another Yu license plate. The car with Tianjin license plate was more luxurious, it was a Bentayga, and the one next to it was simple, with an ordinary A6, Wang Zan knew that this must be within the system and in business.

When Wang Zan and Chang Xinjian entered the hall, several people were sitting on the sofa chatting, with tea and snacks on the table, and Fan Zhongxin sat in the middle.

Seeing Wang Zan come in, Fan Zhongxin paused, then stood up and said, "A friend is here" and walked towards him, stepped forward and hugged Wang Zan's shoulder.

Fan Zhongxin's actions immediately made the people sitting next to the sofa stunned, and they were immediately surprised at the thought of who this person was. With Fan Zhongxin's identity, his every move was profound and he would pay great attention to the influence.
Chapter completed!