Chapter 482: The storms and turbulence in the world of night battles since half a month

Seeing Fang Ran holding a nest of small white rabbits, turning his face awkwardly with a stiff smile, an expression like'Sister Recovery, why can't I hear you', trying to pretend to be stupid, resurrecting my heart. Silently.
Unable to laugh and sigh lightly, the recovery followed his words and raised his brows and put on a gentle smile and said:
"The group's profit has indeed increased a lot recently, and it is thanks to you, Fang Ran, brother."
"Thanks... to me...?"
I decided to pretend to be stupid because I had a bird on my head, and I would definitely not get a hand knife. I never expected that the recovery would not be corrected, so I just followed his greasy uncle's common greeting. Time asked in a daze.
What is credit to me? What does the profit of your group and the hospital have to do with me?
Seeing Fang Ran's puzzled, dazed, ‘what are you talking about’ expressions, a funny look appeared in the revived bright eyes, pretending to be ashamed and chuckles:
"Yes, thanks to Fang Ran, you gave me the analysis of the group's trend in the second half of the year, as well as the new management methods issued, which have improved a lot of efficiency in terms of personnel arrangement, work distribution and capital flow."
Um...Analyze trends, management methods?
Have you ever done something that sounds tall and majestic for Sister Recovery?
Fang Ran, who was holding the little rabbits in his arms who had already started to fight, listened to the recovery and said that this was all his credit and praised him, with a dazed expression, and there was no such thing in his mind that he had done such a great achievement. memory.
Fang Ran looked at the bright and beautiful resurrection like a goddess in the forest with complete incomprehension. Her smile was gentle and charming, but the words of a smile suddenly changed when she stared at him for the next second:
"Even without these, just reaching cooperation with Fisdel on the North American market is a big enough cake."
Σ(￣д￣lll) Fang Ran: Surprised!
Um... I just don’t know when I did such a great job of analyzing trends and management methods,
Was it the time to throw the pot to Abel...
Listening to the recovery, the conversation suddenly turned and he shook out the incident lightly. Fang Ran's face became stiff and suddenly remembered the last time he was thrown here by the group to become the'general manager'. He seemed to have completely dumped the technical work. The pot is dealt with by Abel...
"Also, even though it was actually attacked, but being able to participate in the planning of the city's hot night with several large companies, do you know how much the Sacred Heart Group's market value has risen recently?"
Taking a sip of the scented tea lightly, reviving her beautiful eyes and sliding, the corner of her eyes looked deeply at Fang Ran.
Sure enough, Sister Recovery still noticed this...
The stiff expression disappeared, Fang Ran rubbed his face with a wry smile.
Although Abel had told him not to reveal his existence, he used his sudden change of mind and other reasons to perfuse the past,
But after the night at the end of last month, Fiesder was so obtrusive, on such a large scale, that he did not hesitate to use all his power in the capital to open the way for him.
The luxury cars gathered at the climax of the night on Veuve Clic’s Avenue to separate the road for him who was driving the sordid carriage. It’s impossible not to let people think of something.
To blame, he can only blame him for revealing his identity in front of the recovery...
Fang Ran sighed helplessly with a wry smile, and admitted in a disguised form that it was indeed him who did it, well, even if he didn't admit it, he had guessed the recovery.
"Sister Recovery, how come you can speak this cunning way."
With a chuckle, he resuscitated and put down the scented tea cup in his hand, and placed it crisscross on his delicate thighs, with a smile on his face indicating that he did not understand what Fang Ran was saying.
"Heh, didn't you talk to Fang Ran, brother, about the recent boom."
How can...do it, I really said it first,
Sure enough, there is too much difference in conversation skills between college students with no social experience and beautiful presidents of listed companies...
"So, Fang Ran, you obviously just became a participant in just a few months, how on earth did you get involved with a behemoth like Fisdel?"
"Before that, Sister Recovery, don't you ask me how I became a night crow after just a few months after becoming a participant?"
Listening to the question of Resuscitation, Fang Ran smiled helplessly and shook his head, remembering the last night when he cried hoarsely, and finally resuscitated patted him on the back, and spoke softly in a distressed tone.
‘It’s okay, it’s okay, Fang Ran, brother, just sleep.’
Did not ask anything.
"About that..."
Hearing that Fang Ran was willing to take the initiative to mention this issue to himself, the recovery also smiled knowingly:
"Later, Mrs. Water asked Li Ze to tell me some basic information, saying that it was caused by coincidence and belonged to you but not entirely your power, and hoped that I kept it secret. Apart from that, I don’t know what else detail."
"So..."
Fang Ran lowered his eyes, watching one after another fluffy snow-white rabbits rolling on his lap, rubbing himself, slowly closing his eyes and exhaling.
Is it the grandmother who always feels that she knows everything... and let her do her own aftermath... trouble...
"That...about Fiesder..."
It seemed that he had decided where to go tonight in his heart, and then Fang Ran raised his head a little embarrassedly. Some did not know how to explain to her, scratching his cheeks with his fingertips with a wry smile.
This was the first time he had told others about these things.
"In fact, it was the night jewel who met Sister Ling Yan. At that time, my brother and I were still small or trapped on the boat. We had no choice but to become the Night Crow. But you know Sister Recovery, that would be'Night Crow'. I was still wanted by the night bureau, just in case I found someone I knew on the boat to help me become like me, so as not to find any clues in case Ye Sheng arrives..."
"Then..."
Hearing his explanation, the recovery was also a little foreseeable, and asked with a subtle expression:
"Later it was discovered that that person turned out to be the master of Fiesder..."
With a slap on the face, Fang Ran sighed with a melancholy smile, even after thinking about it.
Although I was a little skeptical when I met him, who would have thought that "Monica" with tortoiseshell glasses, who was weak in writing, turned out to be the real master of Fiesde.
Veronica O'Brien! ?
recovery:"......"
How can I describe your luck, brother Fang Ran...
"So, the fact that you are a night crow, brother Fang Ran, was discovered by Fiesde’s master at that time?"
Hearing the explanation of this coincidence that couldn't be more coincidental, the recovery was also dumbfounded and asked in disbelief.
"Ah... yeah..."
Thinking of Veronica, one of the big heads and two big Fang Ran drooped down his neck and sighed, the long-tailed Qiao Weaver on the top of his head clapped its wings dexterously and returned to the bird companion on the side of recovery.
"But thanks to this, that night, I was able to mobilize Fieseld's industry in the capital, and use live broadcasts and various grand ceremonies to cover up my large-scale use of capabilities."
"Brother Fang Ran, let me first say yes. A person who can control a financial empire like Fiesder is definitely not a simple character. The scheming, calculations and the city government of that kind of character are far deeper than you think. ,"
Hearing Fang Ran's admission, feeling the resuscitation of this situation, he rubbed his eyebrows, and then his intellectually beautiful face became serious, watching Fang Ran speak in a serious tone:
"Quickly tell me honestly, did he make you a condition?"
Yes, I always turn the topic in the direction of adults. The and seductive always want to use to fool myself, a healthy teenager into the world of capitalist luxury and pleasure...
For a moment, all the complaints about Veronica passed through his mind speechlessly, but Fang Ran, who couldn't make it clear to the recovery, listened to her questioning, and his words suddenly choked with embarrassment.
"Listen to me. In any case, he wants to use your power. He must not trust the other person, let alone be tempted by money or women to go into evil ways..."
Seeing Fang Ran's expression stiff and not answering, the recovery frowned slightly, and he got up and leaned forward, his wrists were like white lotus on the bamboo table holding the teapot, and then as the distance between the two of them shortened, he was subconsciously taken aback.
The other hand gently tapped on Fang Ran's head.
Boom...
"Did you hear me?"
Sitting in the original position, Fang Ran watched the recovery quite close to him, with some dazed mouths slightly open, the usual intellectual and gentle recovery was uncharacteristically harsh at this moment, and his soft eyes were full of worries and concerns for himself.
I originally wanted to say that she didn’t feel any malice from Veronica. Her goal was indeed because of her own ability, but she expressed this directly, and used Fieseld’s entire industry in China. I want to let myself gradually understand the benefits of money, rights, etc., to me~EbookFREE.me~
But seeing the recovery in front of him, Fang Ran was still stunned for a moment. It seemed that he was a little dizzy because of the ‘knocked’ on his head.
"Oh... well, I... got it, sister recovery."
The moment his eyes were erratic, his face became hot quickly, and Fang Ran from this angle of view could just see it.
The body leaned forward to revive. The neckline of the silk scarf is tied, the neck is white, the collarbone is slender, and the softness of the side pressed by the arms in front of her chest seems to have just got up with her, and she shakes it slightly...
"Say...let's talk about it!!! Sister Recovery, you told me to come...what the hell...what is it!?"
For a moment, even if it was just a small corner of feminine charm, it still reminded Fang Ran unstoppable of the softness that he had lied in the recovery arms and cried in embarrassment that night, vaguely felt.
(Although he couldn't remember anything because he was crying so passionately, so hoarse.)
But still ashamed and panicked, Fang Ran grabbed the smallest furry white rabbit, and when he stammered, he began to frantically change the subject!
"Ah... that,"
Seeing that he honestly agreed, he sat back to his position with satisfaction, and picked up the scented tea with a chuckle, as if the tone was stretched out of the plan, instead of answering directly, he raised another question.
Taking a sip of the scented tea, resuscitating looked at the fluffy baby rabbit and smiled:
"By the way, Fang Ran, after you know that you declared to the night net as a night crow,"
"What happened in the world of Night War for half a month?"
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