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Chapter 160 The Price of a Meal

While Ding Fan was looking at Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin was also looking at Ding Fan.

She behaved decently, neither humble nor overbearing. Although she was dressed in simplicity, she had a decent aura and did not dare to be underestimated in the slightest.

Who is Mr. Qin?That is the founding father of the country. On every birthday, even the leaders of the country would make special phone calls to greet him, although now Mr. Qin has retired.But Qin Lao's subordinates and disciples are all over most of China.

Mr. Qin, that's a true hero, the domineering arrogance when commanding thousands of troops, the arrogance that is used to seeing life and death...

You know, when ordinary people see Mr. Qin, they will definitely be affected by Mr. Qin's aura.Even after Xu Guanjie had been with Mr. Qin for so many years, when he saw Mr. Qin, he still felt very uncomfortable.

But just like that, Ding Fan, a man in his early 20s, was able to behave so calmly in front of Elder Qin, and Elder Qin couldn't help but have a better impression of Ding Fan.

"Little friend, please come inside."

Elder Qin made a gesture of invitation to Ding Fan.

At this moment, Qin Manshu, who was at the side, saw this scene, and felt envious of Ding Fan for a while.

One must know that the old man has never greeted Mr. Qin in person when the officials of the frontiers from various provinces came to visit. If the scene of Mr. Qin welcoming Ding Fan is seen by others, it will inevitably arouse a heated discussion.

Ding Fan didn't pretend either.Immediately, he walked into the living room with Mr. Qin.

In the living room, dried fruit snacks have already been prepared at this time.Ding Fan and Mr. Qin sat down separately.

"Before this old man fell ill, if it wasn't for the pills made by my little friend to save me, my old life would not be saved. Today I am loyal and want to thank my little friend face to face."

Elder Qin valued righteousness the most, even if a drop of water springs up to repay each other, let alone his life-saving grace at this time.

"That day, it was just a business, and I was just collecting money for medical treatment. It would be too much to say thank you..." Ding Fan did not take the credit.

At that time, Ding Fan was penniless, so the refining of elixirs was indeed just for some money. Qin Manshu spent money on medicines, and his own pills cured diseases and saved lives. From Ding Fan's point of view, this was nothing more than a normal thing.

Seeing that Ding Fan said it indifferently, Qin Lao felt a little more fond of Ding Fan.

Mr. Qin has been a soldier all his life, and he has seen too many people and things. It is too rare to see people who can be proud of their achievements and not discouraged by victory or defeat.

At this time, a servant came over and brought the tea.

Elder Qin and Ding Fan started chatting, at first they just chatted about some household chores, later they talked about health preservation, and finally, they talked about the world...

Ding Fan's words are quite good, and the point of entry and angle of what he said are different. After listening to it, it is thought-provoking for a while.

"Grandpa, the meal is ready."

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Manshu walked over and said to Elder Qin with a smile on his face.

"Little friend Ding Fan, I have prepared a family banquet, and I would like to invite you to enjoy it."

"Then bother you!" Ding Fan was not polite.

The three of them moved to the courtyard at this time, and they were preparing to eat under the vines in the courtyard.

There are no more than six flavors in the dishes, but the combination of meat and vegetables is very particular, three meat and three vegetables, in addition, there is a bowl of soup.

Ding Fan could tell with just a glance that these few dishes were definitely not made by ordinary people. It could be seen just from the knife skills that ordinary chefs would never be able to accomplish such fineness.

"Manshu, I'm very happy to meet little friend Ding Fan today. You bring the Moutai, and I want to have a few drinks with you." Elder Qin said to Qin Manshu who was beside him.

"Grandpa, two days ago, the doctor said that your liver is not good, and told you not to drink alcohol..." Qin Manshu frowned slightly.

"Isn't this little friend Ding Fan here? Am I happy? Let's go..." Mr. Qin said to Qin Manshu as if coaxing a child.

Qin Manshu smiled helplessly at this moment. "That's only this time, it won't work in the future."

After Qin Manshu finished speaking, he went to get the wine.

Not long after, Qin Manshu came back with two bottles of Moutai.

At this time, Qin Manshu helped Ding Fan and Mr. Qin to pour a glass each.Then they began to entertain Ding Fan and Mr. Qin for dinner.

The meal was quite satisfying. Although Mr. Qin has been in a high position for a long time, he will inevitably have the aura of a superior person, but he is very polite to Ding Fan.

"Little friend Ding Fan, I have a question, may I ask you?"

After Mr. Qin and Ding Fan drank two glasses of wine, Mr. Qin began to get down to business.

Ding Fan nodded. He naturally knew that Mr. Qin was not looking for him just for food, it was as simple as that.

"Little friend Ding Fan, I don't know if you've heard of the hidden door."

Hidden door?

Ding Fan nodded. The previous Bailianmen, Sanhuomen, Haoshan He's family, and Dejiang's Lu's family should all be regarded as hidden gates.

A family or sect with ancient martial arts inheritance.

Seeing Ding Fan nodding, Elder Qin's eyes flashed a gleam. "I don't know that little friend is from the hidden door?"

Ding Fan pondered for a moment, but he never thought that Elder Qin would ask himself this question.

"I'm."

Ding Fan used a pill back then to help Mr. Qin cure a disease that even experts in the world could not cure. With Mr. Qin's wisdom, he would definitely notice something wrong.

Ding Fan is a monk, but on the earth, cultivators are still too shocking, so Ding Fan might as well say that he is a member of the hidden sect.

"Mr. Qin, if you have anything to do, you might as well just say it. If I can help, I can do my best."

At this time, Elder Qin's eyes became eager. "I really have something to ask my little friend."

"please say."

Elder Qin pondered for a moment and said. "I have an old friend. When the war was raging, he and I were good brothers who lived and died in bed...I have nothing to hide from you. My old friend is now the team leader of 3567."

3567 groups?
At this time, Ding Fan remembered Ye Ningqing and others he met in Chang'an Ridge. Aren't they the members of Group 3567?Ding Fan once remembered that this 3567 group only belonged to the central government. It can be said that this 3567 group can be completely understood as the former emperor's guard.

The old friend Qin Lao mentioned must be a very remarkable person.

Elder Qin continued. "A few days ago, my old friend was injured when he was on a mission. The person who injured him was someone from the hidden door. My old friend has already found many doctors and experts to treat him, but until now, Not only has his injury not improved at all, but his spirit has become worse and worse these days...

I thought, since it was a person from the hidden door who injured my old friend, then the wounds on my old friend should naturally be healed by someone from the hidden door. My old friend and I have lived and died all the way to the present, If the little friend is willing to help, my Qin family will definitely be grateful! "

When Qin Lao said this, he stood up and saluted Ding Fan very respectfully.

Ding Fan also stood up. "Old Qin is serious. If I can heal, I will do my best."

Martial Artist Ceremony is the etiquette of warriors.Thinking of Qin's older generation of heroes on the battlefield who were willing to treat each other with courtesy for the sake of their former comrades-in-arms, regardless of their own status, Ding Fan was deeply moved.

"I don't know, where is your old friend now?" Ding Fan asked after Ding Fan and Mr. Qin sat down.

"Yanjing."

Sure enough, it was in Yanjing.Ding Fan nodded instead.

Last time in Chang'anling, Ye Ningqing invited herself to her birthday party. Ding Fan was not the one who broke the promise. Moreover, Yanjing is the capital of China, where the country's fortune and luck are gathered in one place, where dragons live in tigers. Naturally, Ding Fan wanted to see it too.

"I'm going to Yanjing in a while, and after I'm done with the things I'm busy with, I'll go visit old Qin's old friend." Ding Fan said.

After the matter was finalized, Mr. Qin seemed very happy, and immediately drank a few more glasses with Ding Fan.

"Brother Fan, this is for you."

When the meal was almost finished, Qin Manshu handed a bank card to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan was taken aback, but he didn't understand what Qin Manshu was going to do.

"Brother Fan, don't forget, you are still the manager of the logistics department of the Qin Group, Dongcheng Branch." Qin Manshu said this and smiled. "This is your salary card."

Elder Qin on the side smiled.Then he said to Qin Manshu jokingly. "Boss Qin, you are too stingy to give little friend Ding Fan such a small official position..."

Ding Fan smiled. "This official position is already very high for me, and I'm just a freelancer."

"Brother Fan, in two days, the Dancheng branch of the Qin Group will reopen after renovation. There will be a reception at that time. Brother Fan, can you do me a favor and go with me?" Qin Manshu said with a smile on his eyes Said to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan didn't really want to go at first, after all, such an occasion was not suitable for him, but seeing Qin Manshu's expectant eyes, he couldn't refuse.

"Okay." Ding Fan nodded.

"If sister Ruoran can do it that day, she must bring it with her."

Ding Fan nodded again.

Ding Fan felt speechless for a while, this meal was a bad job for himself, Yan Jing was treating old friend Qin's doctor, and in two days he would go to a reception with Qin Manshu.

This meal is a bit of a loss.

……

After dinner, Mr. Qin originally wanted to stay Ding Fan for a cup of fragrant tea.However, Ding Fan missed Zhou Ruoran, so he said goodbye to Mr. Qin directly.

Qin Manshu now acted as Ding Fan's full-time driver.

Qin Manshu's car was very stable. In addition, Qin Manshu played a burst of music with a good sense of mood, rolled up the window, and felt very comfortable.

But at this moment, a black car chased Qin Manshu's car overbearingly, and finally stopped Qin Manshu's car directly.

(End of this chapter)