The trainee starts by splitting bricks with bare hands

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"Mr. Han, I can't help it. I can't persuade you." The manager of the public relations department looked at the various comments under the scarf, his face full of tiredness.

Han Lan also rubbed her head, people are so weird sometimes, do you really like rushing to reincarnate?

"Well, after all, our company's performance these years has been too eye-catching." Ding Qiuwen also showed a helpless smile, "Many investment institutions have been giving us valuations, and they wish we could go public soon so that we can invest in us. Mr. Han, our company is established I have never lost money since then, and with this speed of development, I am also excited!"

"Mr. Han, it seems that Hongrui Capital didn't expect us to really agree to acquire Tianhuo Games at all. They just used us as a signboard to attract money. They changed the concept, cashed out, and left us with this hot potato. At that time, if we don't take over, the Skyfire game will collapse, and there will be all kinds of crying and blaming us in any rhythm."

"But if we take over, we will be dragged down by Tianhuo Game..." Wu Guiyuan sighed and turned his attention to Han Lan again.

He knew Han Lan, Han Lan was not a capitalist.

In this situation, it is impossible to make the same choice as the capitalists!

"Old Wu." Han Lan called him.

Wu Guiyuan replied with a mournful face, "Here!"

But Han Lan ordered with a gloomy face: "Shut down the lawsuit!"

"Eh?"

"Hongrui Capital wants to cash out and leave. It can't be done in a day or two. Before that, kill Tianhuo Game for me!"

"Boss Han, it's useless, a lawsuit can't defeat them at all!"

Han Lan clenched her fists tightly: "Let's talk after hitting!"

"Mr. Han, the license has been suspended! Tianhuo Games has suspended the license!"

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Chapter 915 Xiao Han and Xiao Xiao Han

"Oh~ Uncle Luo, I'm so innocent, I don't understand the sinister nature of human beings."

Han Yiping sat in the small pavilion and shook his head. While refilling a cup of tea for the old man sitting opposite him, he also refilled a cup of tea for Tan Lun sitting next to him.

This is the back mountain of Yanjing. The small pavilion is located among the bamboo forests at the foot of the mountain. The natural wind blows makes people feel refreshed.

Few people come here on weekdays because it is not open to tourists.

This is a nursing home, and it's not good for young people to make noise.

Of course, Han Yiping didn't come to take care of the elderly, he just came to visit the old man sitting opposite him.

Although the old man is getting older and his back is a little bent, he is not as majestic as when he was young, but his eyes are always piercing.

"Xiao Han, old man, although my eyesight is a bit presbyopic, but I am not blind, put my white man back!" the old man scolded.

Han Yiping smiled awkwardly, and put a white piece in his hand back on the chessboard: "You still call me Xiao Han, I'm already an old Han, and it's almost as good as me..."

"Old man, I'm a generation older than you, so what's wrong with calling you Xiao Han? Brat, hurry up!"

The old man squeezed the white piece and urged him to make a quick move.

Han Yiping secretly glanced at Tan Lun who was sitting next to him. Inspired by Tan Lun's eyes, he found a flaw in the opponent's chess game, and then dropped a sunspot.

"Hiss~ You are very particular about how you move this chess..." The old man looked at the chessboard and fell into deep thought.

Han Yiping quietly gave Tan Lun a thumbs up with his hands underneath.

Tan Lun held the teacup and sipped it carefully.

Tea is not expensive, not even tea leaves, but chrysanthemum tea made from dried chrysanthemums that the old man planted in his spare time.

But you can't buy it outside, and ordinary people can't drink it.

"Xiao Han, Xiao Xiao Han is going to ask for a wife this year, right?" The old man thought for a long time before he could figure out where to go, so he chatted casually.

Han Yiping didn't dare to urge him, so he could only smile and nod in response: "I've already got a wife, but I'm short of a wedding. I plan to do it for the National Day this year, and I'm still planning it."

"Think more about the wedding, don't keep thinking about these messy things. The old man, I use my brain more because I am afraid of Alzheimer's. If you bother to use your brain, don't let the old man see you off first someday?"

"Hahaha, it's good to be brave, card face!"

The old man was not surprised by his temper, he shook his head with a smile, and finally gave up.

This time it was Han Yiping's turn to ponder, and he quietly glanced at Tan Lun again.

The old man didn't seem to care much about his small gestures. He took a drink from a teacup and said, "Is Xiao Xiaohan's wedding held in Lin'an?"

"Well, we're going to be in Lin'an for the time being, but we're not sure where we'll go in the end. We'll have to see what the two of them say. My bastard spends all his time thinking about a parachuting wedding. It hurts. Seriously, if Axuan were my daughter, I would definitely not agree to her marrying!"

"Hahaha, this kid..." The old man was also happy when he heard this.

Han Yiping finally found the position of the chess piece, happily put the chess piece on it, and reversed the chess game.

Holding Bai Zi, the old man fell into deep thought again. After thinking for a while, he chatted again: "Don't you plan to come to Yanjing for Xiao Xiaohan's wedding?"

Han Yiping was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Look at their young couple."

"Then let's talk to Xiao Xiaohan. Let's say that the old guys in Yanjing want to be happy, but it's not convenient. If possible, let's go back to Yanjing." The old man laughed.

Han Yiping was silent for a moment before he smiled and said, "Uncle Luo, our family has already started business, so this situation is inconvenient."

"What's the inconvenience? It's not convenient for the old guys to retire for a few years at your wedding. Now that the old guys have retired for so many years, they just want to see him as an elder. Not to mention how many generations of your family How can you lose a soul made of human blood? Do you really love your son so much? If the motherland calls one day in the future, can you really stop him from going to the battlefield?"

The old man smiled and shook his head: "Xiao Han, you can't do it."

"Uncle Luo, since ancient times, there has been no good end to the general family. My son is the only bloodline left in our family. I have to keep him. Besides, the times have changed, and the war is not the war we used to be. Change the battlefield, I will The old Han family can still be loyal to the country."

The old man smiled, but he was not angry. He put down the white tea in his hand, picked up the empty cup, and Tan Lun beside him helped him fill up the tea.

"Sigh~ this move is too difficult, let's close the game. Let me think about it when I have time, old man. I can't think of it now."

"Hey, it's okay, then seal the disk, you can think about it slowly when you have time."

"Little Han."

"Uncle Luo."

"Because of you, Xiao Xiaohan's blood is still there, but after a few generations, it will eventually fade away."

"Uncle Luo, I know, will pay attention."

The old man stopped persuading him and asked him to come over and help push a wheelchair, and the three of them got out of the pavilion and walked to the nursing home.

The escort guarding near the pavilion came to seal up the old man's unfinished chessboard and take it away.