Chapter 162: Miss 3 is back.

The secretary has not spoken yet, and the young man took the initiative to get up and said: "I am Yin Fan of the Yin Family in Beijing, Yin Zhuoran is my uncle!"
"You are Qinhou?"
Yin Fan’s eyebrows looked awkward and looked at Qin Yu with a suspicious look.
He really can't see, this thin, ordinary boy, how can he be able to be praised by his uncle.
Moreover, at the same time, young people, he believes that his talents are excellent, and he met with Qin Yu, and it is inevitable that he will be provocative.
"Ok!"
Qin Hao nodded proudly.
"Hello there!"
Yin Fan sneered and smothered his hand.
Qin Xiao smiled slightly, reached out and held a hand, calmly said: "Hello!"
The two hands intersected, and Yin Fan’s face flashed a sneer, his eyes plummeted, and the internal forces of his hands rushed into the sea.
‘Hey, what Qinhou, the name is quite prestige, and see what you really have. ’
Yin Fan’s mouth smirked and sneered.
‘Good boy, actually came to explore me? A little bit interesting! ’
Qin Yu knows the meaning of Yin Fan.
From the point of view of the internal force burst, Yin Fan's cultivation is extremely high, at least to the end of the internal refining, close to the peak.
If Huang Yaodong is a genius of martial arts, then Yin Fan is a genius in genius.
His internal strength is extremely incomparable, and I am afraid that the general master of internal refining is not his opponent.
Yin Jia is a famous political family in China, and he has lived in the temple for generations.
I didn’t think about the children of the family. It’s also true that I’m going to be a master of the martial arts.
Qin Hao smiled indifferently, and he was so angry that he calmly held Yin Fan with two points.
Yin Fan was shocked and constantly urging internal forces. However, no matter how hard he tried, he was always suppressed by the Qin dynasty.
He is not a coward, seeing Qin Qin's demeanor, and knowing that his cultivation is far above him.
"It’s better to see you for a long time. Yin Fan is a good man to see him today." Yin Fan’s ability to remove the power, respectfully laughed.
"Ok!"
Qin Hao lightly stopped.
"Especial secretary, what is the land in Yuxi?" Qin Hao sat down, took the fragrant tea, and blew the tea, and asked.
"Mr. Qin, things are not very good. That piece of land was marked by the previous one to the Song family of Shijing before Mr. Yin came."
"The Song family is a veteran family in Shijing, and the strength is strong. Yuxi has a clear contract. Mr. Yin is the first to come, and he hopes that you can solve it privately."
The secretary is quite helpless.
"Song family?" Qin Biao frowned.
"You are talking about Song Zhonghao, Song Zhongchu, the Song family of Song's two males?" asked Wan Xiaoyu.
"Exactly!" Special Secretary nodded.
"Mr. Qin, the Song family is not a small influence in the political and military circles. It is also a local snake. You wait for my uncle to sit firmly and help you to win the Yuxi. It must be hand-to-hand." Yin Fan said proudly.
"No, this land, I have to win it years ago. The Song family, I personally deal with it."
Qin Yi brow a comfortable, cold.
Song Zhonghao is his uncle, he did not want to deal with the old Song family.
Now his grandfather is in critical condition, and his mother asked him to go to the Song family to visit his father a few days ago.
Just take this opportunity to win the Song family's inheritance rights and get Yuxi.
"Mr. Qin, you can rest assured that you are fighting with the Song family. On the bright side, my uncle will give you a green light. What is it, Jiangdong is also his decision!"
Yin Fan took a picture of the chest.
Seeing Qin Hao refreshing, Yin Fan is also relieved.
When Yin Zhuoran first arrived in Jiangdong, it was precisely when he needed to use people, and Qin Xi’s peerless talent was not only for him, but also for the entire capital Yinjia.
If it is because of this, it will not be worth the loss.
After a chat for a while, Yin Fan is a young man after all, and he has to pull Qin Qin to ask for advice and advice.
After Qin Hao pointed out his tricks, Yin Fan was even more respectful to Qin Qin, but he was listening to Yu Xuan for three days.
"Qin Xiong, I went to Shijing, the provincial capital, and reported my name to Yin Ham."
Yin Fanhao slammed the cloud and hit the ticket. This was only urging by the secretary, and he was forced to get on the bus.
"I just checked, this Yin Fan is a bad one. It is one of Yanjing's four less, and the energy is very big. Qin Houru can make a good relationship with Yin Jia, and there is no doubt that there is a powerful assistant in dealing with Yan family in the future.

Wan Xiaoyu attached the road.
"Well, get your luggage ready, I will go to Shijing tomorrow!"
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The next day, Qin Lan took a bus to Shijing.
Shi Jing, the capital of Jiangdong!
The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the Qin wind, the Changhe River, and the white snow in the winter, add a little more refined and refined gas, looking along the river, making people pleasing to the eye.
Song Mansion.
Covering an area of ​​tens of acres, a large piece of palace building is located on the bank of the most elegant and elegant Wuyi River in Shijing.
The Wuyi River is an artificially developed urban river.
Take the righteousness from Wuyi Lane, where the two giants of Xie and Wang in the Eastern Jin Dynasty lived.
The most important residences and merchants who can live here are Shijing’s most up-and-coming bureaucrats and merchants. It’s far from the small Dongming Lake’s ~EbookFREE.me~ Song Gongguan has been built for some years!
Near the year, you can see the workers renovating the old man's land.
The magnificent and magnificent house in the Wuyi River, which can cover the gold and the size of the earth, is a remarkable achievement of the Song family in Shijing decades ago.
At this time, the luxury car at the door is raining.
The year was closed, and the Song family, who had the money and everything, went to the Song Mansion.
Of course, those who can get in and out of this place are all people with faces in the Song family.
Everyone knows that the Song family is not going to die. The people who come here are not so much to visit the father, but to come to the new home.
Qin Lan and his parents met in front of the pavilion and entered together.
Song An, the old butler of the Song family at the door, led several bodyguards, staring at the big eyes and distinguishing the identity of the people entering the library.
When Qin Hao went to the door, there was a low-ranking Song family who was blocked from the door and blew it out.
"Song Shu, all of them, let me go in and see the old man." The man pleaded.
"Going, a small department-level cadre also wants to enter the Song Mansion, where is the cool to go, where is the Song Gongguan?"
Song An screamed at a middle-aged man with a gift.
The man still wants to plead, and the bodyguards on the side don’t say anything, but they are thrown out like garbage.
"Song Shu!"
Song Rujun came forward and said hello.
Song Anyi helped the reading glasses. To see the plain Song Lujun, I couldn’t help but horrified: "You, you are Miss San?"
He hasn't seen Song Rujun for 20 years, but he can still see the figure from the face of this charm.
"I am, Song Shu!" Song Rujun looked at the familiar former residence, could not help but mourn from the heart, the voice has already choked.
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