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In fact, Xu Fan had already communicated with the airline staff when he arrived, so the process was quick, since he was already in first class.

Han Zilu looked up at Xu Fan with a puzzled expression. Xu Fan said, "Go to the front warehouse and get some rest."

Han Zilu's condition was indeed not very good because of the flight, especially after the turbulence.

So he nodded and followed Xu Fan to the first-class cabin.

Han Zilu pulled out the seat, lay down on it, and began to rest.

When the plane landed, Xu Fan couldn't help but frown.

Han Zilu opened her eyes and asked softly, "Have we arrived yet?"

Xu Fan hummed in agreement and said, "It's a bit cold. Do you have a coat? Wear one."

Han Zilu nodded and said, "Yes."

Harbin was a bit cold in mid-October.

Xu Fan, dressed in sportswear and wearing black-rimmed glasses, couldn't help but think: I'm afraid I've come to the wrong place.

Han Zilu put on a coat, looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and said to Xu Fan, "The snow came a bit early this year. Although the probability of this is small, it still happens quite often."

Xu Fan sniffed; he really hadn't expected it to snow in Harbin.

You should know that the weather in Zhonghai is fine enough to wear short sleeves.

He knew that the average temperature in Harbin was lower, so he specifically wore a sports sweatshirt, but he didn't expect it to still be a bit cold.

In October, although there are snowflakes in Harbin, they don't accumulate into snow; they melt into water as soon as they fall to the ground.

Xu Fan pulled Han Zilu's small suitcase, while Han Zilu wore a coat as they exited the airport.

Pedestrians come and go, and traffic flows like a river.

People in Harbin seem to have gotten used to the cold, and they dress casually.

But everyone protected themselves very well.

Han Zilu's face was no longer covered in sweat, and Xu Fan knew it was because of the cold weather, so he said, "After we go home and take a look, we'll go back to Zhonghai."

Han Zilu looked at Xu Fan and said with a smile, "What's wrong, are you cold?"

Xu Fan said, "How could that be? I just feel that such cold weather is not suitable for recuperating."

Han Zilu nodded and hailed a taxi.

"Master, could you please go to the ice cream shop outside Harbin No. 3 Middle School?"

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===Chapter 254 The Meaning of "Leadership"===

The streets were somewhat deserted, and snowflakes were falling from the sky.

Xu Fan and Han Zilu stood there watching the taxi drive away; there were few pedestrians on the empty street.

The falling snowflakes melted instantly upon hitting the ground, and the two people stared at the ice cream shop in silence for a long time.

Han Zilu smiled and said, "Want to eat?"

Xu Fan shook his head and said, "You didn't come here just to eat ice cream, did you?"

Han Zilu shook her head, put her hands in her pockets, and walked towards the ice cream shop.

Xu Fan stared at Han Zilu's back for a moment, slightly taken aback. Her tall figure revealed that she was wearing seamless skinny jeans on her slender legs, making her legs appear even thinner and longer.

Looking at her, she's wearing a simple denim jacket and has long hair draped over her shoulders; she looks really good.

Han Zilu turned to look at Xu Fan and asked, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Xu Fan followed, asking in confusion, "Is this your home?"

Han Zilu shook her head and said, "No, my dad came here to pick me up."

Han Zilu's father is a genuine farmer. He is wearing a camouflage uniform he bought from a street vendor and is sitting in an ice cream shop chatting with the owner.

When he saw Han Zilu come in, a relieved smile appeared on his rough, stubble-covered face. He walked over and said gently, "You're back."

Han Zilu nodded, forcing a smile on her somewhat pale face, and called out "Dad."

Han's father looked at Xu Fan, a look of doubt flashing across his face.

Xu Fan asked his uncle, and Han Zilu replied, "My boss, Xu Fan."

Han Dongchen nodded and said, "It's so far, and I'm sorry to have troubled you to come all this way with me."

Xu Fan shook his head, and Han Dongchen said, "It's getting late, let's go back now. Your mother has prepared lunch at home."

Han Zilu nodded and led Xu Fan to follow behind Han Dongchen to the back of the ice cream shop.

A tractor was parked there, and Han Dongchen took out two pairs of ordinary gloves, which cost two yuan each, from the tractor.

He looked at them, brushed the dust off the gloves, handed a set to Xu Fan, and said, "It's cold in the car, wearing these will make you feel better."

Xu Fan thanked her, and Han Zilu took another pair of gloves from her father and smiled at Xu Fan.

Her smile was sweet, but seeing the white lines on her face, Xu Fan felt he still needed to hurry back to Zhonghai.

Han Dongchen took out the tractor handlebars, squatted down, and shook it vigorously.

Da da da!

The tractor emitted its characteristic, aggressive sound as Xu Fan and Han Zilu sat inside the carriage.

Snowflakes were falling from the sky. Fortunately, the carriage had been modified by Han Dongchen. In order to pick up Han Zilu, he specially made a canopy above the carriage using a bed sheet, just like how rural people used to pick up their wives on a three-wheeled vehicle in the early 2000s.

The temperature inside the carriage was relatively better, but Han Dongchen, who was driving, had to endure the biting cold wind.

Xu Fan looked through the gap at Han Dongchen's back as he drove the tractor, and felt a pang of sadness.

The road was bumpy and difficult to travel, and the journey from the ice cream shop to Han Zilu's rural home was really long.

No wonder Han Dongchen would be waiting for Han Zilu here so far in advance.

Han Dongchen's back view was simple and unassuming. Like most fathers, he was not good with words.

Xu Fan was the leader Han Zilu mentioned, but he didn't seem to have much emotion in his eyes, nor did he understand much.

There wasn't much conversation along the way. When they arrived at Han Zilu's house, her mother had already set up the stove.

Xu Fan finally felt the temperature in the room and felt much more comfortable.

Han Zilu pulled a hand warmer out of some box and handed it to Xu Fan, saying, "I bought this for my mom. She never uses it. Try it."

Xu Fan accepted it and said thank you.

Han Zilu's mother made lunch, just ordinary home-cooked dishes, but Xu Fan ate his fill. He wasn't a picky eater, and Han's mother was indeed a good cook.

It was even colder in the rural areas of Harbin, and after lunch, Han Zilu's face was covered in sweat again.

Both Xu Fan and her parents advised her to take a rest.

Han Zilu agreed, and Xu Fan sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), pulling at the quilt without much restraint.

Xu Fan, though a southerner, had heard of the kang (heated brick bed) many times.

However, this is the first time I've sat here.

Zhao Feiyang is from the north, so he has a natural fondness for kang (heated brick beds) and always talks about it.

After tidying up the table, Han's mother pulled Han Dongchen outside and said something to him. Then the two of them hurriedly returned to their room.

Han Dongchen tightened his coat, held his hands up to the stove to warm them, and suddenly looked up at Xu Fan and said, "You are Xiao Lu's boss."

Xu Fan nodded and said, "I guess so."

Han Dongchen shook his head and said, "You should know Xiaolu's current situation, so thank you for bringing her back."

Xu Fan was taken aback, not understanding the meaning of those words. He looked at Han Dongchen with some confusion, but still said, "Uncle, I know about Zilu's condition. I brought her here because I was worried that no one would take care of her along the way."

Han Dongchen nodded, then suddenly stood up and said, "Oh dear, look at my forgetful mind, I forgot to pour you a cup of tea."

Xu Fan was taken aback, and with a slightly embarrassed look, picked up the cup in front of him and said, "Uncle, there's tea."

Han Dongchen said "Ah" and then "Oh," before saying, "You're a kind-hearted kid, but as you can see, given our family's situation, I'm afraid Xiaolu's illness can't be cured."

Just as Xu Fan was about to explain, Han Dongchen continued, "I am truly grateful that you were able to bring Xiaolu back under these circumstances. I can see your sincerity towards Xiaolu. It's just that our family can't hold you back, and I can't let Xiaolu hold you back either. Kid, Xiaolu is not good enough for you."

Xu Fan was completely dumbfounded, standing there in a daze.

What's going on here? Didn't I already tell you that I'm her boss?

How did we get onto the issue of whether it's a good match or not?

Xu Fan remained silent, stunned. Han Dongchen assumed Xu Fan had taken his words to heart, so he continued, "Xiao Lu told me that she's not leaving this time. We know she's just here to die. We've borrowed all the money we could, and there's really nothing more we can do. So, you should go. Xiao Lu won't be sad. Thank you, kid, thank you."

As he spoke, tears streamed down Han Dongchen's somewhat aged face.

Xu Fan, with his sharp ears, heard Han Zilu's mother sobbing softly not far away.

Anyone would feel desperate in this situation, knowing that their child is going to die but being powerless to do anything about it. This is probably the most heartbreaking thing in the world.

Xu Fan knew that Han Zilu must not have told her parents about jumping off the building. Seeing Han Dongchen's tears, he felt a little bad and quickly said, "Uncle, Zilu and I have no relation. She is my friend. I came here because Zilu wanted to see you. After this, I will take her back to Zhonghai for further treatment. This illness should be curable."

Han Dongchen watched as Xu Fan reached out to wipe away his tears, sighed, and said, "It's alright, it's alright."

Xu Fan saw that although Han Dongchen said this, he clearly did not believe it, so he did not explain further.

Just as he was about to speak, Han Dongchen asked doubtfully, "You...you think Xiaolu's illness can be cured?"

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===Chapter 255 Unable to Go Deeper===

Seeing the excited look on Han Dongchen's face, Xu Fan composed himself and nodded, "That's right."

Han Dongchen smiled briefly, then slumped back down, shaking his head and saying, "Sigh, kid, I can see you're truly devoted to our Xiaolu, but this illness is a bottomless pit."

The words were about an illness, but the real meaning was about the money needed for treatment.

Xu Fan's focus was on the phrase "sincere," because he couldn't believe that Han Dongchen could see from that that his feelings for Han Zilu were genuine.

If Han Zilu hadn't tried to jump off the building, triggering the system mission, she and I would probably have had absolutely nothing to do with each other.

Xu Fan coughed lightly, unsure how to explain, so he said, "Uncle, Zilu will be working at my company in the future, and she can earn this money."

That's true; Han Zilu's personal abilities are indeed outstanding.