213: Chapter 213: Ning Fan Takes Action 213: Chapter 213: Ning Fan Takes Action It was only because the contents of this box were of great importance that Chen Fengnan felt at ease only when he had it in his hands.
“Let’s go.”
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Ning Fan returned to the company, first visiting the security department, then stopping by the HR department to see Lan Kexin.
Ning Fan often came to the HR department for no particular reason and would just loiter in front of her, something Lan Kexin had grown accustomed to.
As Lan Kexin worked on her tasks, she ignored Ning Fan as if she hadn’t seen him at all.
Of course, she did it on purpose, after all, a girl must maintain some reserve.
Her behavior made Ning Fan sigh, “Such a cold world, after helping so much, to still be ignored by her, it’s unbelievable…”
“Tch tch tch!” Seeing him use this as a tease, Lan Kexin could no longer keep up her act.
“Do you need something?”
Lan Kexin blushed slightly, though she hid it well, she couldn’t escape Ning Fan’s eyes.
Ning Fan chuckled mischievously, which in Lan Kexin’s eyes seemed like he was concocting some scheming plan, causing her to frown involuntarily.
“If there’s nothing, could you disappear first?”
“Hey, hey, hey, setting aside the matter of you ruining my reputation, I’m also your benefactor, aren’t I?
They say gratitude should not demand a reward, but we’re not that noble, you might not repay me with your body, but this attitude seems a bit off, doesn’t it?”
Faced with Ning Fan’s rhetoric, Lan Kexin was left speechless, her teeth clenched so tightly that she couldn’t utter a word, though her eyes looked about ready to kill.
Ning Fan found this amusing, but seeing Lan Kexin’s pitiful expression, he didn’t plan to provoke her further; thus, he changed the subject and sighed again, “Ah, I actually have some urgent matters and need to take a leave, so we won’t see each other for a while!”
“A leave?” Lan Kexin was slightly startled, then a hint of regret flashed in her eyes.
Noticing her reaction, Ning Fan raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, “You’re not sad, are you?”
“I…
I’m not sad, who would be sad for not seeing you!
Whether I see you or not, how does it concern me!”
As Lan Kexin argued, her face reddened slightly after her thoughts were uncovered by Ning Fan, showing signs of becoming furiously embarrassed.
Ning Fan watched her with a grin, not saying much more, but his ambiguous look made Lan Kexin’s cheeks burn.
“Ah, I didn’t expect you to be so heartless, I should just leave this sad place!”
Ning Fan feigned an injured demeanor, which did not deceive Lan Kexin this time, as she didn’t even attempt to retain him.
In the end, he could only monotonously head to Xu Ruolan’s office.
“I need to take a leave.”
Ning Fan directly pushed the door and entered, but was met with Xu Ruolan’s cold stare.
“Knock before you enter.”
On seeing that it was Ning Fan, Xu Ruolan’s expression softened a bit, but she remained cool.
Ning Fan looked behind him, touched his nose, and said, “I’m already in, let’s let that be, we’re all family here, no need to make it so complicated!”
“Who’s family with you!”
Xu Ruolan widened her eyes in a slightly flustered response.
She quickly composed herself, and in less than a second, her expression was back to normal.
“We’re all in the same house, aren’t we a family, and besides, I’m here to discuss something serious, I need a leave!”
Ning Fan laughed, reminiscing over Xu Ruolan’s flustered manner just moments ago, although it lasted for less than a second, he had still caught it.
Xu Ruolan looked at Ning Fan with a cold, scrutinizing gaze and asked indifferently, “Reason.”
“I’m feeling unwell…”
As he spoke, Ning Fan’s body began to sway, as if he were about to fall toward Xu Ruolan.
“…Not allowed!”
……
In the end, Ning Fan still managed to get the leave approved at Xu Ruolan’s.
Initially, Xu Ruolan did not agree and strongly insisted that Ning Fan provide a valid reason for her approval.
After much coaxing, Ning Fan managed to get the leave approved.
After leaving the company, standing on the street and watching the bustling pedestrians and traffic, Ning Fan’s thoughts drifted off into the distance.
He remembered Aunt Yun from the village and couldn’t help feeling the urge to return and shout, “I, Huhansan, am back!”
Yet, remembering the troubles he had recently encountered, along with the new information from Ajiu — the Nine Souls Jade was in Chen Fengnan’s possession.
Ning Fan wanted to return home, but for now, he had to restrain himself and suppress the thought.
According to reliable information provided by Ajiu, Chen Fengnan had already returned to the country, and was presently in Zhonghai — such coincidence!
Chen Fengnan was close at hand, or more precisely, the new Nine Souls Jade was right before him.
Now, all other matters had to be set aside temporarily; the Nine Souls Jade was the most important issue.
Thinking of this, Ning Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he turned his head toward a certain place.
The next second, his figure disappeared from the spot, as if he had never been there, drawing no one’s attention.
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By evening, at the Zhonghai International Hotel, the most prestigious hotel in Zhonghai, it was now fully booked by Chen Fengnan.
Outside the luxury hotel, a long red carpet was laid out, and the parking lot ceaselessly admitted one luxury car after another, permeating the air with a luxurious aura.
Today, many people came because of Chen Fengnan; some of them were top-tier celebrities, and one was even an international superstar who had traveled thousands of miles from abroad.
Luxury cars paired with beautiful women, numerous glamorous international models seemed ubiquitous here, hardly worth a second glance.
At the outermost perimeter, the craziest naturally were the media journalists, who made waves even without wind, like cats that had smelled fish or locusts crowding outside, all to get the scoop of the day.
These celebrities and models gathering together were just appetizers; what truly excited the reporters were the household names appearing frequently on television, each a top magnate, all present here today.
The scale, the standard, this was a grand feast, especially since the real protagonist of this feast was indeed making countless people curious and anticipatory.
Around the hotel perimeter, flashlights could be seen everywhere as celebrities and models took photos together, their signatures filling up boards.
These names were household, recognizable to millions in the country even if not internationally known.
With so many important figures arriving, the hotel security was naturally under immense pressure.
Openly, numerous black-suited bodyguards moved in formation, distinctly adding to the banquet’s scenic backdrop.
Secretively, there were also many deeply concealed protectors, mingling in the crowd indistinguishably from the others but vigilantly monitoring for suspicious characters around the hotel.
At the Zhonghai International Hotel, which was now filled with spotlights attracting countless people’s attention, someone’s figure stood atop the hotel’s spire.
Clad in black combat attire, his trench coat fluttering in the strong wind, Ning Fan stood at the summit, observing everything below.
On his face was a pitch-black iron mask.
Despite the strong wind fluttering his coat, nothing could sway Ning Fan’s stalwart figure; he stood there like a lurking hunter, waiting for his prey to emerge.