In the morning, the soft sun slowly climbed up the trees and set on the bright windowsill. Purple curtains flutter in the breeze. On the round and wide Simmons, a man was lying on his stomach.

The door lock turned silently, the door opened gradually, and a middle-aged woman with curly hair walked in. Look at the man's sleeping appearance, showing a kind and amiable face. She walked over to the window and opened the curtains, and a meter of sunlight shot directly at the man on the bed. The man squinted, turned his body and continued to sleep.

Han Juan sat on the edge of the bed and gently pushed the man on the bed: "Son, son."

Fang Zihao finally opened his eyes under the shaking of his mother, and a disc-like face immediately appeared in front of him.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

"The sun is getting old, and you're still lazy, your father will be nagging again when he comes back."

"He can talk as much as he likes. Anyway, he didn't treat me as my own son. He would yell at me all day long and talk about me."

"Who said you weren't his biological son?"

"Am I?" Fang Zihao said, "He's more affectionate to Han Shaolin than me."

"That's your cousin's progress and the council."

"I think he's flattering!"

"Look at your child." At this time, Han Juan really hated that iron could not be made of steel, and pointed to his forehead and said, "You also need to know that you must improve and learn more, and the family business in the future will be yours."

"Father, he doesn't have me in his heart at all. He knows how to yell at me and blame me all day long. He only has big brother in his heart." Fang Zihao said bitterly: "The industry will definitely be left to big brother."

"It is impossible to leave it to an outsider who is not a relative!" Han Juan said with a frown. Knowing that she had slipped, she immediately shut her mouth.

"What? Mother, what did you say?"

"I can't let my cousin take care of the business for a lifetime, right?" Han Juan continued with a sigh of relief: "So, son, you must use dim sum to protect our Fang family's property."

Fang Zihao's heart blossomed with joy. The Fang family's property is huge, and it will never be spent in a lifetime. "Mom, I will."

"You should stop making your father angry in the future." Looking at her son, Han Juan said again: "Your father's temper is not recognizing his relatives. I finally got him out, maybe he will be called back that day."

Seeing Han Juan grumbling on the side, Fang Zihao didn't understand what he was saying and asked, "Mother, what are you talking about?"

"I asked someone to stew the ginseng soup, don't forget to drink it later." After speaking, he turned around and went downstairs.

After drinking the ginseng soup, looked at the rising sun, and called Feng Xiaoliu.

"Master!"

"Go get the car ready, I'm going out."

"Well." Feng Xiaoliu turned around and left.

Fang Zihao goes around the textile factory every day. His reputation is to manage the factory. In fact, he goes there to get money and spend money outside. The golden sunlight fell on the scattered houses, the cool breeze swayed on his cheeks, and he couldn't help whistling when he was in a good mood.

"Master, look." Following Feng Xiaoliu's gesture, Fang Zihao saw Zhou Ning in a flowing white dress and a classmate handing out flyers.

"It's her?" Zhu Wendi was heartbroken, and Zhou Ning's beauty and simplicity made his eyes shine. Gradually slowed down.

Suddenly a long whistle sounded, and the street immediately dodged left and right. Several policemen with long sticks chased the students distributing flyers not far away, and several students who couldn't run fast were arrested.

Seeing this, Fang Zixiang hurriedly asked Feng Xiaoliu to drive the car over.

"Quick, get in the car!" He shouted quickly as he opened the door. Seeing the strange man, Zhou Ning was hesitating, but Chuan Xuemei hurriedly pulled her into the car.

The patrol police not far away watched the car fly by, helpless.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Fu Xuemei felt happy when she saw the young master in front of her.

Zhou Ning looked vigilantly at the man in the white shirt and the bad driver. "Who are you? I want to get off!"

Feng Xiaoliu squinted his eyes and said proudly, "I really don't have long eyes. Do you know who our young master is?"

"Shut up!" Fang Zihao glared at him angrily, then turned around gracefully and smiled, "Introduce yourself, my name is Fang Zihao, you can call me Big Brother Fang."

Hearing Fang Zi's family's introduction, Feng Xiaoliu suddenly braked. Has the eldest young master, who has always been showing off his power and standing in the background of his family background, has a fever? He spoke so softly, so low-key.

As soon as Feng Xiaoliu raised his head, he met his master's murderous gaze, and hurriedly grasped the steering wheel.

"I haven't asked Miss Fang's name yet." Fang Zihao looked at Zhou Yun eagerly.

"My name is Fu Xuemei, her name is Zhou Ning." Fu Xuemei, who was quick to speak, replied.

"Zhou Ning, it's so nice!" He praised.

As soon as Zhou Ning raised his head, he met Fang Zihao's attentive gaze and hurriedly lowered his head.

"parking!"

"You're going there, I'll take you there!"

"I want to get out of the car!" Zhou Ning slammed the car window again. Fang Zihao said helplessly, "Anyway, I saved you all just now. I don't ask for gratitude in return. Let's go home."

"I want to get off!" Zhou Ning glanced at him and said decisively.

Fang Zihao reluctantly asked Feng Xiaoliu to stop the car and let her get off.

In the noodle restaurant in the afternoon, there were many people sitting in twos and threes.

Tang Qizhen and Xiao Yuntong found a secluded place and just sat down, the second shop assistant came over with tea water: "Two, what do you want to eat?"

"Here's a bowl of fried noodles." After hearing Tang Qizhen's words, the shop assistant turned to Xiao Yuntong again and asked, "Miss Yuntong, what would you like to eat?"

"I'll do the same." Just when the second shopkeeper turned around, Tang Qizhen noticed that the second shopkeeper was a little strange, and he glanced around, and found that Lin Dasen, who was sitting not far away, was leading several of his men to several places in the noodle shop. Aside from him, Lin Dasen was about to get out of the way. But he was stopped by the sharp-eyed Guangjun Qizhen.

He had to bite the bullet and come over. "Old Tang, why are you so free to eat noodles today?"

Tang Qizhen glared at him and replied displeasedly, "Don't always call me Old Tang, I'm only twenty-nine this year, and I'm not old yet!"

Lin Dasen seemed to care about his feelings flawlessly, scanning the surroundings like a binocular radar. Went away quickly.

"Do you recognize him?" Xiao Yuntong asked.

"He's the chief of the Secret Service. Ignore him, we'll eat ours." Looking around, he found a few customers eating noodles not far from him, and around them sat a few healthy men . He knew that Lin Dasen was fishing, waiting for the fish to be caught.

"What is he doing?" Xiao Yuntong asked softly.

"He has a mission."

"Have a mission?!" Xiao Yuntong frowned,

Involuntarily, he raised his voice twenty decibels.

"Oh." Tang Wanru nodded thoughtfully. Then she decided to sit down. If so, she couldn't leave.

"This secret service is not under the control of the police station. It is a point where the secret service is assigned to Xujiahui."

"Oh." Xiao Yuntong ate slowly. She wanted to know what Lin Dasen's mission was.

Dodging all the way, Tang Jinlin finally arrived at the noodle restaurant. He got information and said that after he came back, he contacted someone code-named "Lightning" at Laoxiang Noodles Restaurant.

He glanced at the various men sitting and walking inside, and finally locked his eyes on a middle-aged man. Just as he was about to take a step, a pleasant voice came from his ears: "Big brother, big brother." Looking back, he was a little surprised to see his sister and Captain Tang eating noodles.

"We both love to eat this braised noodles since we were young..." Qian Yuntong said, "We quarreled about it at that time."

Tang Jinlin smiled and said, "Yes, although Daddy hired a chef for us, I still think the food at home is not as delicious as the food outside." After speaking, he sat down in a row.

At this time, a person wearing a felt hat and a Tang suit came in. Seeing that he was moving, Xiao Yuntong hurriedly stopped him with a wink. Only then did he realize that he had entered the enemy's ambush. Just as Tang Jinju was about to get up, he was stomped on by his sister's foot. He couldn't help but sit down quietly and chat happily.