Chapter 106: Saying Goodbye to the Past! (Fourth Update)

President Yang, you mean you’re looking for me to cooperate?

You establish another company under the Liang family name to attract external investors for the development of Mo Wang Mountain. Soon, big fish will be hooked. I guarantee that within one year, your Liang family’s assets will surpass five hundred million.

Liang He’s eyes widened in shock. Five hundred million—what an impressive figure!

Thank you, President Yang, for your generous support!

Yang Fan’s gaze sharpened. The net was already cast; he simply waited for the fish to swim into it.

How to develop Mo Wang Mountain—come up with a detailed plan as soon as possible, then we can finalize the terms and begin attracting investors.

Good, President Yang, rest assured! Liang He replied excitedly.

One more thing: don’t be so extravagant in the future. If you truly have the means, why not use some to support impoverished students and orphans? That would be far more meaningful.

President Yang, I understand. I’ll be mindful from now on.

This Hanfu Palace sounds promising. I discussed it with the owner last time. Your Liang family might consider taking a stake. The returns are quite substantial. You can simply go directly to the palace’s director.

Thank you, President Yang. Liang He grew even more animated. Of course, this had not been part of Yang Fan’s investment plans. After returning home, he had dismissed the place as worthless.

Not to mention Fanmei; even A Jiu and the others could afford it.

To the Liang family, the item that had been set aside was an unexpected windfall.

Very well, pack me a meal. Invite your classmates and colleagues over to enjoy it here. It would be far better than treating me, as I could never finish it alone.

Liang He agreed promptly. He rose, summoned the waiter, and arranged for the packed lunch to be carried out.

Yang Fan wiped his mouth and hands with a napkin, then slipped the card into his pocket—nothing for nothing.

President Yang, I’ll see you downstairs.

No need. Have a driver deliver the packed items to my car.

I have the strength; I’m fine! Liang He replied. This was clearly a grand farewell.

Yang Fan said nothing more. He summoned the female driver and the three of them descended the stairs.

At the car, Liang He placed the sealed lunch boxes inside. They were securely wrapped and unlikely to spill.

Just here will do. You may go back! Yang Fan waved as he climbed into the vehicle. The female driver started the engine.

Liang He watched the car disappear into the distance, his excitement mounting. He immediately called his father; this was joyous news for the Liang family.

Inside the car!

Mr. Yang, where are we heading?

To Mo Wang Mountain.

Yang Fan spoke, then added after a moment, “When they requested your services, it was for one day of driving.”

Correct—one day of driving.

That’s good! Yang Fan said. First, he dialed Song Shao and inquired about the progress of their relationship.

Learning that the pair were still sipping tea in the café, he smiled. They had clearly treated it as a blind date. Everything was already arranged; what remained to be discussed? He decided to skip that formality and simply let nature take its course.

He then handed the phone to Xiao Yu, instructing her not to sit idly in the café. She should either go shopping or come home directly to bring the matter to a successful conclusion.

Speed was the essence—fast and decisive!

He called Zhang Chen and Xu Tao next. They were still asleep. Yang Fan told them to rise at once; it was broad daylight—what were they napping for?

Finally rousing them, Yang Fan felt his spirits soar.

By the way, I still don’t know your name.

Water meets water—why bother with names? Besides, today will be my last day as a driver.

The girl laughed.

Then I’m honored. Once you quit driving, what do you plan to do?

Guess.

Then I’m afraid I can’t guess.

Help me with one favor, and I’ll tell you what I’m going to do next.

What favor? Say the word—I’m always happy to assist.

Wonderful! The girl replied, continuing to drive.

What kind of favor?

Wait until I send a text message, then I’ll explain. Is that acceptable?

Certainly.

Originally intending to chat a little longer, Huo Xinxi called again.

Leader, you can’t deprive me of a proper vacation!

Can’t I just have a word with you? Huo Xinxi countered.

Of course you can. I wouldn’t dare say otherwise.

When you return, bring me a gift. Oh, Yang Xin wants to speak with you.

Huo Xinxi was at the Women’s College. Xia Yufei was absent, so she had temporarily assumed the role of principal. She was, after all, well acquainted with the students.

Yang Xin!

Master, we’ve all missed you. Please come back soon.

I will return in a few days and bring gifts.

I want one too! Huo Xinxi insisted.

You’re richer than I am—why do you need a gift?

The half-hour drive ended. Mo Wang Mountain rose before them.

Yang Fan remained on the phone, pointing forward. The girl continued driving up the mountain.

His destination was the manor at the summit—the highest peak of the Mo Wang Mountain group, offering a panoramic view of the entire range.

At the halfway point, Yang Fan ended the call.

Was that your wife calling you for so long?

Do you think wives would waste their husbands’ time on lengthy conversations? It was my boss.

Once married, after a stretch of time, wouldn’t one grow weary?

Not at all.

People are like that: the unmarried envy the partnered, the partnered envy the married, and the married deem unmarried life superior.

Yang Fan was momentarily speechless. Here was a living psychologist. It was a pity not to pursue that path.

Then which one are you?

Me? You think you know which I am?

I can’t tell—whether you’re married or not.

I want to marry, but it’s merely a dream.

How could that be? With your looks, hundreds—or at least dozens—of suitors must be chasing you.

Then you’re mistaken.

The summit appeared amid their conversation. The open expanse held a solitary manor.

Yang Fan instructed the girl to drive inside. From the file bag behind the seat, he withdrew a large ring of keys and stepped out.

He did not enter immediately but gazed upon the entire Mo Wang Mountain from outside the gates, where eight peaks stood majestic.

How beautiful!

It is. In time, it will be developed into a pure natural tourist paradise, Yang Fan said.

You must visit often. Bring your husband or boyfriend.

The girl smiled.

Ding-ding! Ding-ding! The girl’s phone rang.

Yang Fan paid no heed to private matters. He watched as she ended the call and tossed the phone over the railing.

What happened?

Nothing. A farewell to the past. The girl continued to smile.