Chen Yanxi asked curiously: "What is his name? What are his representative works? What type of director?"

"His name is Miao Renfeng, who is a film of family ethics and *******."

Hearing this, Chen Yanxi's eyes were confused. After a while, she realized that she reached out and picked up a big pillow at the head of the bed and smashed it over: "Get out! I know it's not a good thing!"

After talking all night, Zhang Fan got on the plane to Dianzhou the next morning and arrived at Dianzhou at about 2 pm.

The study site is in Dianzhou, and the time is seven days.

But in fact, in Zhongyuan Technology, supervisors are already considered to be a higher-level management position. There are less than 300 managers in the entire company, supervisors and above. Therefore, in this case, the so-called further study is actually one-to-one or one-to-many inspection by the company's senior management.

So, rather than talking about further study, this time I go to public travel. The content of the daily further study is to accompany the company's senior management to check out various places in Dianzhou, or drink tea, go to the branch factory to inspect it, and experience the corporate culture.

I won’t mention the matter of further study. I will only talk about seven days later, at around 2 pm after Zhang Fan’s final study, the senior executive of the company, who had just said goodbye to him, came out of a hotel in the center of Dianzhou. I suddenly found a van about ten meters ahead of him, and parked in front of Huairen Pharmacy on the side.

"Swish!"

The window of the van lowered, revealing the face of a young man with slightly dark skin. Looking at his face alone, he felt that this man was at most twenty years old, or even younger. He had a rebellious smile on his face, and he held a cigarette in the corner of his mouth. While lowering the window, he stretched out half of his head and shouted at a young man who had just come out of the pharmacy: "Hey, Zhao Sheng, get in the car!"

"Zhao Sheng?"

At first, Zhang Fan came out of the hotel and was waiting for a taxi on the side of the road. He didn't notice the incident at the front of the pharmacy, but when the dark-skinned young man called the name Zhao Sheng, Zhang Fan's attention was attracted in an instant.

From Zhang Fan's perspective, you can't see the voice of the black-skinned young man at all. It's just a vague idea. Zhang Fan felt that the voice of Zhao Sheng was quite familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Then, Zhang Fan's body was slightly close to the bus stop. Under the gaze of his eyes, Zhao Sheng, wearing a leather jacket, 37-head shape, and shiny black leather shoes, carried a bag of medicine and got on the van with a smile.

Not long after Zhao Sheng got on the bus, the van door was pulled up and started immediately, just passing by the bus stop where Zhang Fan was.

The moment the van passed by the bus stop, through the unclosed van window, Zhang Fan clearly saw a familiar face again!

The dark-skinned young man driving was... Wang Lei, the pickpocket Zhang Fan encountered on the train at the end of the New Year!

"This world is so small! It's not in the same province at all. You can still meet familiar people, and you can meet two at a time!"

While feeling a little moved, Zhang Fan was also confused.

Zhao Sheng? Wang Lei?

How could the two of them get along together?

Isn’t Zhao Sheng in Hecheng City? Isn’t Zhao Sheng in the self-media industry? How could he get along with a gangster like Wang Lei?

With a lot of doubts, Zhang Fan frowned and thought for a while, then stopped a taxi on the side of the road. As soon as he got into the taxi, he said to the driver: "Master, keep an eye on the van ahead, don't lose it!"

The taxi driver didn't ask much, and stepped on the accelerator and followed the van far away.

While following, Zhang Fan kept pinching the watch and watching the time. After about eleven minutes, he found that the van Zhao Sheng and Wang Lei were riding in front was parked at the door of another pharmacy near the suburbs.

The van stopped at the pharmacy for about twenty seconds, and then Zhang Fan saw a half-bald middle-aged man in his forties wearing a white medical coat giving out the prescription and then got on the van.

The middle-aged man got into the van and stayed in the van for about five minutes before getting off the car. Zhang Fan noticed that when the bald middle-aged man got off the car, he smiled and looked in a beautiful mood.

Immediately afterwards, the van pulled up the door and left.

"Swish"

Inside the taxi, the driver glanced at the departure van, turned his head and asked at Zhang Fan, "Are you still following?"

Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the quickly leaving van, shook his head: "Forget it, don't follow me for now, let's go here."

"Hey!" The driver was stunned and nodded: "The fare was sixteen."

After paying the fare, Zhang Fan got out of the car and then squatted on the side of the road and waited.

After waiting for a while, after about ten minutes of the taxi left, Zhang Fan got up, tidied up his clothes slightly, and then stepped into the pharmacy diagonally opposite.

This is a small and medium-sized pharmacy, with about six or seven storefronts as big as a store. There are only two people in the pharmacy. One of them is a young female pharmacist sitting behind the counter playing with her mobile phone, and the other is the bald middle-aged man who had been on Wang Lei’s van before.

The bald middle-aged man looked higher than the young female pharmacist. At this time, he was lying on a leather recliner on the side of the pharmacy.

Seeing Zhang Fan coming in, the female pharmacist immediately put down her cell phone and asked with a smile: "Hello sir, do you buy medicine?"

"Well, I feel uncomfortable when I buy medicine."

"What are the symptoms?"

"It's just that itchy and it keeps itchy."

The female pharmacist thought for a while and said, "This is a symptom of eczema and urticaria. We have medicine here..."

"Yeah." Zhang Fan chatted with the female pharmacist, turned his head and glanced at the bald middle-aged man on the recliner inside, and asked, "That's... your boss?"

"Ah?" the female pharmacist was stunned and said with a smile: "That's our store manager Wang. He is having lunch break. Just ask me if you need anything."

"oh!"

Zhang Fan nodded and walked slowly to the bald middle-aged store manager Wang. Seeing that the latter was still snoring, he reached out to pat his shoulder.

"Swish"

Manager Wang was startled, opened his eyes and woke up, staring at Zhang Fan: "Who are you? Do you buy medicine?"

"Hey, yes." Zhang Fan nodded and said, "The body has always been itchy, it's so itchy. If you don't pick it, it will be uncomfortable."

Manager Wang glanced at Zhang Fan: "How long has this situation lasted? Have you ever seen a doctor?"

"It's been three months, I haven't seen it."

"It's been so long, and I haven't gone to the hospital?" Manager Wang glanced at Zhang Fan's hand: "Is itchy on your hands? Roll up your sleeves to see?"

"It's not just the hands, the head is itchy, the butt is itchy, and the whole body is itchy." Zhang Fan sighed, looking at Manager Wang, and stopped talking: "Actually, the hands and heads are fine, so they just scratched it. Even if they were clenched, it would be fine, mainly..."

“What is it mainly?”

Zhang Fan's face was full of embarrassment.
Chapter completed!