Chapter 3 The Fang family, in Yundu?

An hour later, the meeting was dissolved.

Han Beiting sat quietly behind his desk, the flashing figure in the video appeared in his mind.

The dark dark lines slowly climbed up the back of his hand, but were instantly suppressed by him, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

Sight through the glass window, looking at the green hills in the distance, and sat quietly for a long time.

He didn't know how much time he had. Before leaving, he had to arrange everything at home and get rid of all potential safety hazards.

The fat girl was specially prepared by Han Beiting for Mrs. Han.

Not only can she take care of her food and daily life, but also chat to relieve boredom. Most importantly, the fat girl's attack and defense capabilities are extremely strong, and she can protect the safety of Mrs. Han at close range.

Thinking of his mother calling this morning and saying that he would go to Wuwei Temple to count his marriage for him, Han Beiting turned the three words "Wuwei Temple" in his mind.

Dial the phone number of the housekeeper of the Han family's old house, and the other side quickly connected.

"Check Luancheng's view of inaction again. Don't tell mother about everything."

Before Mrs. Han settled in the old house in Luancheng, Han Beiting had someone check Luancheng carefully.

Especially the concept of inaction, because the reputation has gradually increased in recent years, and Mrs. Han believes in it very much, so she checked it carefully.

At that time, no abnormality was found. Now it seems that it is not that there is no abnormality, but that the other party is hiding too deeply.

The housekeeper of the old house is the person who assisted Mrs. Han in conquering the business empire of the Han family. He is capable and loyal to Mrs. Han.

It is most appropriate for him to investigate the concept of inaction.

In the view of doing nothing, Taoist Qingyao sent off Mrs. Han, and hurried to the laboratory after receiving the news from Fang Zhou.

"Who's here today?" Fang Zhou asked, quickly browsing the freshly released experimental data.

"It was the old lady of the Han family, and my apprentice personally received it." Daoist Qingyao replied respectfully.

If anyone sees that, with the skill of fortune-telling, Qingyao Taoist nun, who has become famous in Wuwei Temple, recognizes a 16-year-old girl as her teacher, they will be shocked.

What outsiders don't know is that her fortune-telling skills were taught by Fang Zhou, her fame, and the reputation of Wuwei Guan are all thanks to Fang Zhou.

"She brought an AI robot?"

Daoist Qingyao nodded, "Yes, Mrs. Han brought a few bodyguards, and the AI ​​robot didn't follow Mrs. Han for a while."

I wondered in my heart, could it be that Master is very interested in other people's robots?

But this Han family is not an ordinary family, so it may be difficult to come and study it.

Fang Zhou got the answer she wanted, and waved her hand to signal that she could go back.

Daoist Qingyao was about to turn around when she suddenly remembered something and hesitated to speak.

"The Fang family?" Fang Zhou asked clearly.

Daoist Qingyao said cautiously: "The Fang family called and said that the person who will pick you up will be here tomorrow, and your second aunt will come here in person."

Fang Zhou paused for a moment, then circled the problematic data with a pen, and frowned tightly.

There is no problem in theory, but the unsatisfactory result is still because the material is not suitable.

Thinking of this, she put down the data, turned on the computer, and entered a website called "Taihang.com".

After quickly browsing the news about the recent auction, he asked, "The Fang family is in Yundu?"

"Yes."

"Book a ticket to Yundu tomorrow morning." Fang Zhou said.

Although she can also walk in the air, it takes a lot of spiritual power to go from Luancheng to Yundu.

Flying is fine, she likes it.

(End of this chapter)

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