Chapter 141:

At 6:30 the next morning, Fangallo was awakened on time by the biological clock, but Xu Yiyang woke up earlier than him. At this time, he was lying beside the bathtub, staring anxiously at his injured shoulder.
"Brother, are you better?" He said this phrase for about an entire night, and he didn't knock at all when he spoke.
"It's all done, you see." Van Gaal flexed his arms flexibly, which made the little boy smile easily.
Infected by this smile, Van Gogh held the child's cheek and kissed him under his eyebrow. He is rarely so close to people, his movements are a little stiff and unnatural, but when he is also kissed gently by the child and feels the obsession of the guardian passed by the other party, his indestructible heart melts into one. Holding warm spring water.
"Brother will grow up with you." He rubbed Xu Yiyang's head and made a firm commitment.
"I will protect my brother too!" Xu Yiyang waved his fist to Xu Hongyuan.
Half an hour later, the big one and the little one pampered themselves, put their eyes on the balcony to blow air, and fed a little bug to the frog, so they were ready to go to school.
Song Rui called at the right time and said that he had already driven downstairs and told them to hurry down.
"The school is a little bit biased. I'm afraid you can't find a place and you will spend too much time on the road. This is the second day of school. Don't let Xu Yiyang be late, otherwise the class teacher will have opinions on him. , You will drive him by yourself in the future. "The reason given by Song Rui is too strong, and Van Gogh has no way to refuse.
"Thank you Dr. Song." In addition to thanking him, he could only smile gratefully.
"Xu Yiyang, I read your previous transcripts yesterday. You are a little partial. Optical math and English are not good. Other subjects have to catch up. This is the study plan I made for you. You can take a good look." After attacking the big one, Song Rui started to attack the small one again.
Xu Yiyang quickly reached out two short hands, and took over the study schedule with respect. Because his brother valued his studies, he did not dare to relax himself at all, and was distressed by his uneven performance. It's great that Dr. Song can make effective suggestions at this time!
"I also have a look: reasonable time planning, fun to learn, the important thing is not to learn, but to trigger thinking ..." Van Gogh nodded frequently while chanting the small title on the schedule: "Yes, This is the case, Dr. Song is quite right. Yangyang, my brother will work with you on this plan. At the end of this semester, we will learn better than anyone else, OK? "
"Good!" Xu Yiyang happily agreed to come down and study with his brother is undoubtedly the happiest thing for him. After he fell to the chair back, he said sweetly: "Thank you Dr. Song!"
"No need to thank, if you have any questions about your studies, you can ask your brother or ask me on WeChat, don't you pretend to understand?" Song Rui completely regarded himself as Xu Yiyang's parent. This sense of substitution will make him Quickly integrate into this family.
Sure enough, Xu Yiyang got closer to him and nodded his head hard: "Well, I will study hard. My brother will also encounter questions that I don't understand. Can my brother ask you?"
"Of course, both of you have been contracted by me." Song Rui smiled lowly while playing the steering wheel. As he expected, today is also a very pleasant day. As for what Meng Zhong asked him to do, he was not really in a hurry, so I can talk about it later. At that time, he had an excuse to visit "intimate friends".

After sending Xu Yiyang away, Fangallo consulted Dr. Song with a lot of educational questions before returning to the Moon Bay community with full thought. Today is a day of nothing to do, he moved the lazy chair to the balcony, holding a pair of eyeballs, and basking in the sun lazily. The frog looked at him across the fish tank and called to him from time to time, and every sound of this spirit could make him subconsciously lift the corners of his lips.
Suddenly, the mobile phone placed on the round table rang. He picked it up and found that this was a transfer message sent by Qu Xianfen. Ten thousand yuan was already a huge expenditure for ordinary people. She just divorced and had no deposits. Where did the money come from?
Van Gogh stared at this message for a long time without clicking to receive it.
There seemed to be anxiety over there, so I called directly and asked, "Mr. Fan, have you seen the money I transferred to you?"
"See, Ms. Qu, how are you doing recently?" Fangallo tried to understand her current situation.
Qu Xianfen smiled heartily: "Mr. Fan, I ’m just about to tell you that I ’m doing very well now and work as a special nurse in Taikang Senior Apartment. Do you know the special nurse? It ’s a special care for the weak and not self-care Elderly. It was also my luck to say that when I left the community, I saw a recruitment notice on the roadside pole, saying that the nursing home was recruiting babysitters, and I had to eat and live. I was worried that there was no place to go. The three words "bao zhi zhu" were tempting, and quickly drove over and happened to meet them for an interview. "
Qu Xianfen ’s voice was particularly loud and full of vitality:
But I ’m wrong. Did you know? The interviewer was a special nurse that day, not a nanny at all. I did n’t know, I went in directly, and those people did n’t ask me. What kind of academic credentials do I need to clean up the body of an old lady who is paralyzed in bed? I can rest assured at first glance. This is not something I do in the Pan family every day. I am too familiar! So I took the old lady It was clean, fresh and refreshing. The old lady had a bad temper, and she scolded me, I pretended to be close to my ears, saying nothing to her, and laughing. Can her temper be compared with my parents-in-law? I saw that her fingernails and toenails were too long, and I repaired her with scissors and files. "
"Take care of the old lady, I think the room is too dirty, I cleaned it a bit, dragged the floor, and stood at the door to wait for the interviewer to check. At this time, the leaders of the nursing home began to clap and applaud me, congratulations on my admission , I communicated with them for a long time to know that I am not applying for a nanny, but a special care, and the monthly salary is 10,000 yuan. Mr. Fan, the fate is really wonderful, the same job, all I get at the Pan family is insult and blame Yes, I can be respected and grateful here. You are right. Get out of that circle and look outside. I will find that the world is very different. "
Speaking of which, Qu Xianfen choked up and paused for a long time before saying: "Mr. Fan, although I used to study in key universities and received higher education, but now I am doing these dirty and tiring jobs, but I am a little bit I do n’t feel embarrassed, because I know I ’m valuable, and I can create value. When I think about what happened, I do n’t feel full of resentment anymore, because they bring me more than hurt, and I ’m not afraid of suffering or tiredness. Spirit and tenacity. My youth has not been wasted in vain. Thank you, Mr. Fan, I have found my place and found my life, and I am living well now. "
Van Gaalo listened carefully after she finished speaking and said softly: "So I won't accept the 10,000 yuan. Your good life is the most valuable reward for me."
"Mr. Fan, thank you, uh, really thank you!" Qu Xianfen forcibly resisted the urge to cry. How lucky should she be to meet such a good person in desperation? She bit her tongue and tried to make her voice as positive as possible: "Mr. Fan, then I won't disturb you. I have to take care of grandma Qian. She is now my employer. Although she has a hot temper, she has a deep heart Very good, it is a typical knife mouth tofu heart, she lent me ten thousand dollars. Oh, Mr. Fan, I will always help you against the black, please do n’t gossip in the accident world! "
"Thank you, come on." Fangallo responded with a smile, and waited until the end was hung up before opening.
"It's really bothering." After understanding what anti-black is, he was helpless, but his eyes were shining.
All the negative news about him on the Internet has disappeared. Many people apologized to him on social media, and more people asked why. When all videos were deleted and related vocabulary was forbidden to be sent, many netizens who did not see the live broadcast in time couldn't understand what happened yesterday. Why did Van Gogh's word-of-mouth on the Internet come to 180 degrees Great reversal. There are people who don't know the truth constantly seeking science through Weibo, but no one can fully describe the "evil boy incident".
In a world where consultation is well-developed, it is easy to spread a message madly; it is also easy to ban a message.
The Chengxi Branch deleted two case reports and replaced it with an apology statement, bluntly saying that our office was negligent in its investigation and misunderstood good people. The incident of child abuse is purely false. Even the official media stood up and apologized, and those sprayers who said that Van Gaalo's team was very good at whitewashing had nothing to say.
A netizen forwarded a piece of news and attached a series of "hahaha", many people also followed "hahaha", saying that they seemed to see the real version of "Approaching Science". Fangallo read the news carefully, and his expression was hard to express.
The mosaic photo of Fan Luo with a fan blade on his shoulder was placed on the homepage of the news. The title was-"The fan is out of control and hurt several teachers and students. Why do the teaching equipment have quality problems?" 》
Well, the electric fan manufacturer backed Xiao Yan Ling this time. During the live broadcast, the hurricane blowing in the classroom for no reason seemed to have found the source. In order to appease the public and cover up the truth, it is difficult for these media people to fabricate such "logical" reasons.
Van Gogh laughed, but his eyes were attracted by a seemingly ordinary report-some people reported that hundreds of students in dozens of middle schools were about to commit suicide, and the police immediately came to the rescue. But when the police rushed to school, they discovered that these students were not prepared to commit suicide, but rehearsed the chorus program of the National Day celebration. This rumor caused the relevant department to dispatch a special police team of hundreds of people, causing a great waste of social resources. At present, the police have found the person who reported the fraud, and severely criticized and educated the other party. I hope that the general public will not create rumors and rumours in order to prevent adverse effects on society ...
No matter how you look at it, there is nothing special about this report. The oolong incident did not cause too bad social impact, but Van Gogh stared at these densely written words and fell into a precarious state. The dark awns in his pupils are slowly flowing, gathering and disappearing, and then form a mysterious nebula. No one can understand the regularity of these hazy nebulas, but Van Gaal can see through the trajectory of his life when he changes.
He immediately turned off the news report and called Zhao Wenyan directly, with an affirmative sentence: "Su Fengxi is coming back."
"... Yes." Zhao Wenyan was silent for a long time before spitting out a word, and then quickly asked: "What should I do?"
"I don't know yet. Let's take a step by step." Van Gogh pressed his eyebrows and said solemnly: "Every time she comes back, her strength will be stronger than the last time. You have to be mentally prepared."
"Is the strength strengthened again? How strong is it? Can control the people all over the world at once? Does she have the strength to be a star, is it not good to be the president directly?" Zhao Wenyan's voice shook a little, but quickly stabilized. Began to be cruel. He seemed determined to resolve with Su Fengxi.
"I just guessed that everything was hard to say before I saw her. What is she going to do after coming back?"
"Issue a new album and start a concert. This time is awesome. The official organization is standing behind her. No one can move her! Damn, this woman can't beat Xiaoqiang!"
"Don't be afraid, there will always be a way." Fangallo hung up the phone with a simple comfort, but his eyes showed a contemplative look. Through the hazy nebula, he seemed to see a huge black shadow standing behind Su Fengxi. The black shadow gave him a very familiar feeling. Perhaps he would meet an old man soon.

The news that Su Fengxi was about to return to the concert soon became public. Her old album, which had been banned for sale, had resumed its normal release. The new album was airborne to the top of the major music charts. The disappeared period of time cannot only affect her Popularity, on the contrary, made her thick and thin, and the trend was even fiercer. Her fans are all happy and crazy, touting her own idol while fighting her enemies.
[Now many people on the Internet are saying that Van Gogh is a real psychic, I just watched it and thought hehe! Didn't he say that our family's brook is a decaying monster? Take a good look, we have a new album in Xixi! Over 100 million views! She is indeed a monster, but she is a monster born for music! She is invincible! 】
[If Van Gaal is really a psychic, then Van Gogh is probably dead now? 】
[If you scold Van Gogh, you scold Van Gogh, why attack Van Gogh? Everyone has another subsidiary to go public today, okay! 】
[So some people are really suffering from incurable diseases! Red eyes are also sick and need to be cured! 】
[I just want to take away the old house worth hundreds of millions, and Van Gogh dare to think too! 】
[...]
Due to Su Fengxi's strong return, the Internet has begun to dissect Fangalo's remarks in large numbers, but he currently also has a lot of diehard fans, and the combat effectiveness is not comparable to the past.
Sitting in the reception room, Kong Jing read these remarks. She was disgusted when she saw Kwavangaro. She was refreshed when she saw him, and her emotions fluctuated up and down. A document in the bag.
Fifteen minutes later, after the meeting, Fan Kaixuan looked at his mother in amazement: "Will?"
"Yes, make a will, you also know what is the virtue of Fan Luoshan. Although I married him, he still has many mistresses and illegitimate children outside. Just in case, you make a will. If you really have something wrong, at least I and your brother have a bite to eat. "Kong Jing squeezed his dry lips, and his heart was like a drum.
Fan Kaixuan understands her mother's mood very well, she will make this seemingly outrageous suggestion, one is because Van Goro's alarmist sensation makes her uneasy; second, because she used to live a hard life before, afraid to go back; It is because Fan Luoshan is indeed not a reliable person, and must be carefully guarded. If he dies, Fan Luoshan will never be sad, but will be overjoyed, because he can take away all the property under his son's name. Mother doesn't understand anything, but can't compete with him. My brother is still young and can't even take care of himself. How can he manage his inheritance? In the end, his hard-earned foundation will only cheapen this irresponsible father.
Although Fan Kaixuan did not think he would die early, but for the sake of Ann's mother's heart and for the protection of his younger brother, he simply signed the testament neatly and entrusted a lawyer to do notarization.
"Mom, do you feel relieved now? I leave everything to you and my brother. Fan Luoshan don't want to get me a dime." Fan Kai twirled across the desk and hugged her mother gently. Since adulthood, the mother and son have rarely been so close.
"Mom was also scared. We used to have a hard time." Kong Jing slapped his son's broad back at a glance, his eyes slowly getting wet.
Reminiscing about the bumpy years, the mother and son spoke with emotion for a while, and then separated: Fan Kaixuan had to go to a press conference, and Kong Jing had to go back to take care of his young son.
The reporters sent by the major media have long been waiting for the press conference, and the senior members of the Triumph Group are sitting on the podium and talking and laughing. In just a few years, he has developed a small company into a giant in the financial industry, and Vanguard ’s leadership is beyond doubt. He is definitely a top young talent in China. At a young age, he has surpassed his father's achievements and concluded a new glory. The wealth he has now is twice that of Fan Luoshan.
When Fan Kaixuan appeared in the venue, the reporters immediately pressed the shutter and scrambled to record his heroic posture. The suddenly bright spotlight almost blinded the eyes of the company's senior executives. Everyone stood up and applauded quickly, with a smile of joy and excitement on their faces.
A reporter raised his microphone and shouted: "Mr. Fan, did you check up today? What do you think of Van Gogh's prophecy?"
The aspiring Vatican triumphant: ...
Company executives: ...
This sentence instantly froze the warm atmosphere in the field, and the company's vice president Ding Yu was so angry that he was about to let the security guards blast out this wild reporter who didn't know the current affairs.
This scene scared everyone, and Van Gogh's predictions came out abruptly, resounding in everyone's mind-your body may have a big problem, a fatal disease ...