"Also, have you ever thought about how big a blow it would be to the company's image if your existence is publicly and exposed? How big a blow would the company's stock price and market value be affected?"

When Zhang Fan heard this, he frowned. He had actually thought about these things, but he didn't think about them deeply. Now, after hearing what Liu Bo said, it seemed that he had thought too simply before.

"Also, your father actually offended many enemies in the business world, and there are many people who are jealous of your father. I wish you bluntly, if you stand up at this time, you will not have a stable life for the rest of your life, or even have life at any time."

"In addition, I want to say to you at the end that in the past year, you must be cautious and careful."

Zhang Fan was stunned for a while and asked, "What does it mean? Why is it the last year?"

"Because March next year is the time for a new term. Whether Lao Fan can get up and gain a foothold is the most critical year." Liu Bo frowned and stared at Zhang Fan: "For your father, this is a critical year, and for me, it is the same, and even more so for you. If Lao Fan stands firmly, your father's life in his later years will be much better. Maybe he can take over with your mother and enjoy the joy of family. But if Lao Fan fails to stand, I will be the first to bear the brunt of it."

"My current identity is the person who is Junhao standing in front of the top. When the storm comes, I will be hit the most, and your father will be affected. As for whether you will be affected, it is hard to say."

Zhang Fan was confused when he heard this: "What the hell is going on? Lao Fan? Who is Lao Fan?"

"You won't understand some things even if I say them. Just remember one thing. In the past year, don't be too proud, keep a low profile, don't expose your identity. In addition, don't be idle with the money you give you. When you move, you can use this money to invest and charity, because when the storm comes, your money may turn into waste paper at any time and be worthless."

About half an hour later, Zhang Fan left with a stomach full of doubts.

Liu Bo originally wanted to talk to Zhang Fan about his father, but at the end of the conversation, Zhang Fan's questions became even more.

After all, Liu Bo and Zhang Fan are not of the same generation, and their experiences are almost completely different, so Zhang Fan can understand many things.

Zhang Fan remembered two keywords: spend money and keep a low profile!

Time flies very quickly, and more than a week has passed in a blink of an eye. It was Sunday. In the afternoon, Zhang Fan, who was taking a nap at home, received a call from Zhou Yingying: "Zhang Fan, are you at home?"

"What's wrong with Yingying?"

"Get dressed up and go to a ceremony with me tomorrow morning."

Zhang Fan was stunned: "What ceremony? You know, I don't like this kind of occasion very much, it's too hypocritical."

"You have to go this time! This is what my mother asked me to go, and I will go too!" Zhou Yingying said in a serious tone on the phone: "It is the opening ceremony of a property. The organizer cooperates with our company. I am one of the representatives, so I have to go! You have to go too!"

Zhang Fan responded perfunctorily, "Okay."

"Don't be so casual! This kind of occasion is very important! Zhang Fan! Let me tell you! Don't wear your Ultraman-printed beach pants! You don't know, I feel embarrassed!"

"Okay, okay, when will you be back tonight?"

"The company is working overtime tonight. It may be very late. I am afraid it will be until twelve o'clock when I come back. You don't have to wait for me. I'll have a meal at the company."

"Well, then I'll come and pick you up at twelve."

"Um."

As they said that, the two hung up the phone.

At around 9 o'clock the next morning, Zhang Fan and Zhou Yingying came to their mother's house.

"Mom, hurry up! Stop putting on makeup!" Zhou Yingying frowned at the door of the house and urged: "You are already very beautiful, don't need to wear it anymore. If you are like this, others think you are going on a date!"

"You little girl, you dare to even make fun of your mother!" Wearing a purple brand dress, Tang Yulian looked at the very grand dress with a very grand bag, and saw Zhang Fan teasing the dog at the stairs. She suddenly became angry: "Zhang Fan! Are you so idle? Can you have some eyesight! Still walking the dog here? Go to the hot car! Just tell me about this?"

Zhang Fan had no choice but to return to the cab and start the car.

At around 9:40, Zhang Fan and others arrived at the ceremony.

The so-called ceremony is open air and there are many people. At this moment, the ceremony has not officially begun, and some entertainment programs are being performed on the stage.

In the audience, the audience, the organizers of the partners and other people mingled together, forming their own small circles in groups and gathering together to chat.

Zhang Fan and Tang Yulian naturally followed Zhou Yingying to the side of their partner Daheng Real Estate.

Zhou Yingying is one of the representatives of Daheng Real Estate attending the ceremony, but she is not the leader. On Daheng, the leader is the administrative director of Daheng Real Estate. In addition to the director, there are also the supervisors of the administrative department and others. These people are at the lowest level as the same level as Zhou Yingying. As for the director, they are two or three levels higher than Zhou Yingying. The director is not there at all at this moment. I guess they are going to negotiate with the organizer.

"Oh, Yingying, you're here!"

The person who spoke was a pretty woman with heavy makeup. Her name was Liang Yanyan, and she was the director of the administrative department of Daheng Real Estate. Although she was not Zhou Yingying's direct leader, she was one level higher than Zhou Yingying.

"Well, I'm sorry for being late!" Zhou Yingying smiled and greeted all the Daheng Real Estate colleagues and leaders present: "Sister Yan, Minister Xiao, Brother Tang, I'm sorry! The road was delayed."

"It's okay, it's okay."

"Xiao Zhou, these are all small things. I heard that they are quite good to drink. You can just punish yourself for three cups in a while, haha."

Minister Xiao and others were easy to talk to, but Liang Yanyan spoke a little with a gun and a stick: "Yingying, it depends on what you said. Shouldn't the finale be the last one? Haha."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan, who was beside Zhou Yingying, frowned, but said nothing.

The mother-in-law Tang Yulian, who came together, was particularly keen on friendship and circle culture. At this moment, she had already gone to the other side to chat with the so-called "quality" gentleman and lady.

"The finale." Zhou Yingying blinked, deliberately pouted her lips, and said to Liang Yanyan angrily: "Sister Yan, look at what you said, you just say it's a heavyweight, just say I'm fat."

"That's not, who doesn't know that you are a flower in the company? How many people are jealous of it! Haha." Liang Yanyan teased and then turned her eyes. When she saw Zhang Fan wearing a inferior street stall suit with a sense of age, a hint of contempt appeared in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Is this brother-in-law?"

Zhang Fan was not used to such occasions, and he didn't feel as comfortable as Zhou Yingying when dealing with it. When he heard someone mention him, he took a step forward out of courtesy, and smiled and stretched out his hand at Liang Yanyan: "Hello, hello, I am Zhang Fan, Yingying's husband, come and join in the fun."

"hehe."
Chapter completed!