Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Zhao Fan quietly waited for the person on the other end of the phone to finish speaking, and then said: "I have already contacted the lawyer for the divorce agreement. The next time I go back to sign the agreement, the lawyer will contact you."

As soon as this sentence was said, the voice on the other end of WeChat disappeared instantly.

"Zhao Fan, you..." Seeing that the other end of the phone was about to start yelling again, Zhao Fan didn't want to listen anymore, so he directly cut off the WeChat link.

She contacted lawyers before she came to the federation, and contacting these people today is just the time to make a final decision.

She hung up the phone and ignored these people. Instead, she looked through WeChat, found the WeChat of a domestic lawyer, and discussed this issue with him again.

at the same time.

On the other side of WeChat, a middle-aged couple stood together. The woman's face was full of sternness. When she saw the WeChat that was hung up, she was furious: "It's really upside down!"

The middle-aged man's face was a bit simple and honest, he glanced at the woman, "Xiao Chen..."

"How can there be a husband and wife who are constantly fighting, and the Ren family's Xiaochen still has few things for her, so she dares to go back to the country, and she won't show up for a long time?" The woman frowned.

"But they've been separated for two years," the middle-aged man was silent for a while, "we won't be able to find her if she doesn't show up..."

"Isn't Xiao Chen's company going to move back to China?" The woman tilted her head, "They were bought by the Yang family, and they just returned to China. When the time comes, use a plan to let her come back, and leave the rest to Xiao Chen."

Talking here.

For Meng Fu, she has already arrived at the small kitchen downstairs. It has been more than half a month since she saw her. The "small kitchen" here has been fully built by Chris, and there is a small stove in the middle designed by Su Di himself.

Seeing Meng Fu coming down, Su Di turned on the fire and stewed the soup, "Sister Fan went up to find you just now?"

Su Di could tell that Zhao Fan was not in a good mood just now.

He didn't cooperate much with Zhao Fan, but he also knew that Zhao Fan had spent the New Year by himself or with Meng Fu in recent years.

Last time when she had a car accident with herself, his parents were there, and Zhao Fan was only taken care of by Meng Fu's people. At that time, Su Di wanted to ask, but because of Meng Fu and Su's mother, he finally I didn't ask so many questions, thinking that Zhao Fan was also an orphan.

But just downstairs, Zhao Fan said he had something to do with her parents.

"There's something wrong." Meng Fu glanced upstairs, "There are two more people in the evening, so we can cook more."

Obviously, Meng Fu didn't want to say more, so Su Di took the question back.

Not long after, Zhao Fan came down from upstairs. Her expression seemed to be the same as before. Su Di didn't notice it, so she put the matter aside and asked about Meng Fu's signal instead.

"I'm discussing this matter with Brother Cheng." Meng Fu put her hands in her pockets, and when she saw the Sudi pot was on fire, she couldn't help taking a step back, "He's designing a receiver."

The signal here is shielded by the magnetic field, but it is not impossible to receive information in a small space, but it is a bit expensive.

Hearing that Su Cheng took over, Su Di didn't ask any more questions.

After dinner, Zhao Fan followed Yang Hua to undo the affairs of the mansion, and Locke had been sitting in the hall since the meal, looking at Meng Fu from time to time.

When he didn't speak, Meng Fu went upstairs and ignored him.

Chris had been waiting for Meng Fu to come back to report on the manor, and when Meng Fu had time after dinner, he came up to Meng Fu with a bunch of documents.

Locke had already joined the manor before coming here, and he also received his own spices, with a guaranteed minimum of two per month.

He had seen it, and although these two were somewhat different from the one he got in the capital, they were not much different, and they were both top-quality spices.

After he actually got the spice, he realized that it was not a dream, but a fact.

He saw Chris follow Meng Fu upstairs, and he followed after thinking about it.

Chris knows that Locke is a master, and he is very humble now. Yang Hua, who thought he was an ordinary person, can control Su Di without using his hands. Zhao Fan, who thought he was still an ordinary person, Su Di called her Sister Fan.

Now there is a super-expert Locke on the bright side, and Chris reports to Meng Fu very calmly.

"These are the expenses of the mansion for more than half a month," Chris straightened his expression, "Look at it."

Meng Fu lowered his head and turned over, it costs a lot to raise a mansion, let alone she wants to build this base.

The cost is very high, and the money in her card is still from the last team, and it has already been used up.

"We have no foreign business dealings. We only need to give some materials to the association every year, and the association will send a sum of money," Chris reported, "but this money is a drop in the bucket for us."

Naturally, these Meng Fu also knew that the mansion had no foreign business.

After all, Evian Town is different from other places. The information is too backward. It is also close to slums and black areas. There are all kinds of people, and it is not easy to do business.

The first fund was Meng Fu's private treasury.

But you can't sit still and eat nothing.

"Now the most important thing is to build the city wall. As for the business..." Meng Fu tapped his fingers on the table, "The group of people who make parts for the Equipment Association let them continue to make parts. I will help you design one. Let’s talk about the price with the Equipment Association, and as for the rest, when our medicinal materials go up, we’ll go to the underground exchange to sell the spices.”

"Selling spices?" Chris stared.

"Well," Meng Fu scratched the paper at hand, and put it away after turning it over, "Miss Jiang will help you in the future, let her practice first, and other people will join later, you should stabilize the base recently In two days, wait for her first batch of spices to come out to test the water, and go to the market by the way, see if there is any spice that can be spiced, bring it back and I will train it myself."

If other people say they sell spices, Chris will naturally not believe it, but the other party is Meng Fu who is a bunch of spices when he makes a move.

He is also a senior perfumer Meng Fu.

Chris was a little excited. He felt that he seemed to see the rising power of the eighth party of the Federation.

Everyone in the Federation knows that behind every superpower there is a senior perfumer.

Chris has also been in the Federation for so many years, so he naturally has a vision.

Even after so many years, he has never met a perfumer with a higher purity of spices than Meng Fu.

Even when the Blues family was still there, the purity of their spices seemed to be lacking: "Yes, Miss Meng!"

Chris went out ambitiously and ordered everything.

Beside him, Locke still stood where he was, and hadn't left yet. He kept watching while the two were talking.

Locke is a master. At the same time, he is also proficient in a bunch of languages, so he can naturally understand the conversation between the two.

Meng Fu let him watch, turned on the computer, and saw him looking at it for the nth time, before she raised her head: "What do you want to say?"

When Locke heard this, he paused again.

He didn't speak, and Meng Fu didn't ask, and continued to look down at the computer.

After a while, Locke finally replied: "Who are you? What is the background behind it? I heard that you made the spices in the warehouse. As far as I know, even the Federal Fragrance Association can't show the purity. Such a high level of spices. Not to mention the Xiangxie, even the Federal Lord doesn’t have it? If you take out so many spices at one time, only the Blues Clan can do it, but they are already extinct. The Blues Clan was the incense The most powerful branch of the association, backed by the NO1 at that time, could be wiped out in the end because of the spices in their hands, but you...have so many spices in your hands, but no one has been checked, and no one knows. Those big men don't do anything..."

Meng Fu watched the computer log in, raised his head, and interrupted him: "What do you want to say?"

Locke paused again.

He shook the spice in his hand, then raised his head: "I didn't mean to invade your family. After I came out, someone told me about your family... Then I went to the capital. That person is a rebel The people who organize..."

Even though he had surrendered to Meng Fu, he had never told Meng Fu about these things before, and he had never mentioned them to Meng Fu until now.

"I didn't mean to make things difficult for you," Locke continued, "Those people must have been watching your family for a long time. Your family should have something they want, and it probably isn't spices."

He rambled on a lot, Meng Fu leaned back and smiled, "I know everything, is there anything else to say?"

Locke looked up, "Happy cooperation."

Meng Fu: "..."

She glanced at the computer, and it was already turned on. Zhao Fan’s WeChat page hadn’t been closed yet. Just as she was about to close it, a message popped up on Zhao Fan’s WeChat——

[Xiao Fan, we will return to China next month. Xiao Chen is now Yang’s manager. After you come back, talk to him carefully. We will not force you anymore. If you want a divorce, you can get a divorce, but you should go home first. May I? 】