The American Scripture

Zhen Fan did not return to Billy Foshan Villa in the evening. He left a message to Mia, saying that he had stayed in Temecula. Mia asked a few words, nothing more than asking him to call whenever he needed.

This evening, Zhen Fan did not idle, but discussed Chinese medicine with Tang Shaoyang for half a night. As the discussion continued to infiltrate, Tang Shaoyang benefited a lot and felt that he had further developed the concept and application of Chinese medicine. He has untold gratitude to Zhen Fan for his promotion, and he wants to repay him immediately.

But what can he repay? So much so that he kept screaming: "I really... owe you too much, I don't know how to repay..."

"Just help me run the clinic well, it's a reward for me!" Zhen Fan patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "By the way, don't you often live with Tang Xiaobei? It's also a holiday now, why? Didn't see her come back?"

Tang Shaoyang smiled bitterly: "She wants to stay in Los Angeles. That's right. She just stays as long as she likes. It's okay. When the child is older, you can't always let her stay with her. When it's time to fly, let her fly. Right!"

When the two were talking straight, they saw Lance in pajamas suddenly open the door of the guest room, walked to the living room, dazedly wanted to find food in the refrigerator, and asked him to find a can of drinks, and then Went to the living room and sat down and said to Zhen Fan and Tang Shaoyang, "Why are you still here?"

This is inexplicable.

Zhen Fan looked at this guy in an incredible way, and shook his head: "I should ask you this. Why are you still here? Lance. I heard that a place in the vineyard has been arranged for you, but you still You have to live there, that's where you should go. Forget it tonight! Move in tomorrow!"

"what?"

Now Lance's sleepiness was completely awake, and he stared at Zhen Fan: "Didn't we just say it? I live here in this place, why should I move out?"

"Because the plan has changed, Lance, if you want to live here, then... my decision is... you will go to New Jersey, which is more suitable for you!" Zhen Fan didn't care about Lance's surprise at all. Instead, he said to him in a non-negotiable tone, "Do you agree?"

"It's not fair, Zhen. You gave me a decision, but you didn't let me have a chance to argue. It's not fair!" Lance started to complain. He just thought it was very good. It suits him to live here. But after one night, he moved out again and lived in the vineyard.

"Yes, this is my decision, because here and the vineyard are my decision, do you agree with my opinion?" Zhen Fan smiled at Lance.

"Actually... Mr. Mitchell can live here. It is very large and spacious. Even if Tang Xiaobei comes back, he can still live!" Tang Shaoyang became embarrassed.

"Yes. That's right, it's very spacious, and...Mr. Tang doesn't mind, why not let me live here? This is a waste of resources!" Lance said to himself.

"Sorry, Lance, I think I made it very clear! I need you to help me watch the vineyard. You are the person I rely on, and if you do well, I will soon let you be the security guard The deputy director of, your salary and power will be greatly enhanced. Think about it, we will expand further. You are one of the main managers of this wine empire. If you don’t get involved in it now, you will. Missed opportunity!"

Zhen Fan chatted with Lance in a serious tone, as if their age had been reversed. He was over thirty and Lance was over twenty.

"Okay, okay, I agree!" Maybe it was because Zhen Fan had been fooled, Lance suddenly made a decision, gritted his teeth and said, then added, "I hate the vineyard!"

"But you can drink the latest fine wine at any time, it is very valuable!" Zhen Fan then added.

Obviously, this sentence was the last straw that overwhelmed Lance, and a smile finally appeared on his face. Yes, there was the place where the wine was produced. This was the only condition that moved Lance's heart.

Seeing Lance agreed, Zhen Fan turned his head and smiled at Tang Shaoyang: "Come here tonight, you are old, I have hidden some h﹒c﹒d here, you can drink a little every day, that’s right Your body has great benefits. I want you to work for me for a few more years."

"Okay, Mr. Zhen! I'm going to rest first, good night!" Tang Shaoyang was still full of respect for Zhen Fan, and he turned his head to Lance and said, "Good night, Mr. Mitchell!"

"Good night, Doctor Tang!" Lance waved to Tang Shaoyang and watched him approach his bedroom. Then he smiled at Zhen Fanna, "I like this old man, he always looks polite. The guys I mix with all call me by my nickname, and then add a sentence like'you bastard' or'you **** thief', of course, not including you!" Lance looked at Zhen Fan's The look in his eyes was a little bad, and he quickly added a sentence.

"Okay, Lance, now that Mr. Tang is gone, I still have to tell you, letting you be a security guard is not a temporary arrangement, but a long-term plan. Because once our wine is very popular, That would be considered as cutting off the wealth of many wine merchants, and perhaps more vineyards in Temecula have closed..."

"Wait, how come I don't quite understand, your previous h﹒c﹒d was also very popular, why didn't you let those wine merchants go bankrupt?" Lance didn't understand.

"Because now we are occupying the mid-range wine market again. This is a very large cake, but it is estimated that we will eat more than half of it. This way... They used to compete in the high-end but we can concentrate on the low-end market. After all... …The high-end market is so big, it’s totally okay to give up. But now...it's different!"

"You robbed them of money, haha...I like it..." Lance smiled.

"So... there will be a lot of people worrying about our wine recipe, so we have to beware of their various methods, especially what you have to pay attention to is... the aspect that your ability can detect!" Zhen Fan said cautiously With.

"You mean... the soul..." Lance was stunned suddenly, and then yelled softly, "Oh, God, I hope this won't be true. If there are people who can command the soul, Then he's not with you..." Then he looked at Zhen Fan in surprise, somewhat inconceivable.

"Don’t underestimate the people in this world, such as yourself, Helena, and me. In fact, there are many other people of this kind who I know... So... your responsibility is very heavy. The important reason for you to leave there anytime!" Zhen Fan looked at him, "You agreed, I hope you can do it!"

"But... God, I won't make the soul do something..." Lance said embarrassedly, "Or, if the souls of the envoy were to attack me, wouldn't I die faster? ?"

"You don't need to do anything, you just need to notify me of what you see in time!" Zhen Fan said, took off the ring in his hand and handed it to Lance, "This thing is very important, you should wear it every day. On hand, it will protect your safety."

"Really?" Lance felt incredible.

"Yes, you should believe me!" Zhen Fan looked at Lance, "I gave this ring a magical power. Don't worry, you will be safe."

"Well, I believe you!" Lance nodded, then took the ring, looked at it carefully, and put the ring on his finger very carefully.

"Okay, let's go to bed!" Zhen Fan patted Lance on the shoulder, stood up, walked to the door of his bedroom, stopped, and turned around, "Don't think about staying here, I know you are a little unwilling! "After speaking, he opened the door and entered, closing the door with a "bang".

"It's really unwilling. Those imperial souls said, although it's possible, but...who would do that?" Lance shook his head, "Well, since Zhen is about to become a god, I will help him. Maybe I can become an angel in the future! Angel? Hey, maybe it's not bad... But when will Zhen be the real God... This question seems... very far away..." Lance said to himself, obviously he Some demons are startled.

God? Zhen Fan became God? This is too funny.

If these words were spoken to Zhen Fan very seriously, Zhen Fan would definitely think that Lance was crazy and that he was very sick. If you can really become God, why do you still work so hard to make wine and open a clinic? Why did you go to Miami so hard to find answers to other boring things?

The next day, Lance kept his promise and moved out of the house. Tang Shaoyang went to work. Annie asked Tang Shaoyang for leave. She was in the yard early in the morning, calling Claire's name loudly.

"Claire, you have to hurry up, you will be late if you don't come out again!"

"I see, Mom!" Claire rushed out of the room, closed the door, put the key under the carpet in front of the door, and yelled at Zhen Fan's house.

"Uncle Zhen, let's go!"

"I see~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Come out soon!" Zhen Fan responded loudly, then opened the door and walked out, watching Claire wave and giggle at him.

"Hi, Claire!" Zhen Fan closed the door, placed the key next to the flower bed, walked to the fence on the lawn with Annie, jumped slightly, jumped over, and then kept lying on the wood. Claire on the fence said, "We're off!" Then she walked to Annie's car.

"Are you not going to drive?" Annie obviously didn't know that Zhen Fan would take her own car.

"Of course, aren't you still there?" Zhen Fan smiled, opened the door, and sat in the back seat. Claire also crawled in, sat next to Zhen Fan, and fastened his seat belt.

"We can go!" Claire said loudly to Annie in the driving position.

"Yes, let's go, Claire, are you ready?" Zhen Fan turned her head and asked Claire.

Claire rolled her eyes towards Zhen Fan triumphantly, and then laughed: "Of course, I have practiced for a long time, and the teacher said I am the best, so...I'm ready!" (To be continued... )