Zhao Fan quietly waited for the person on the other end of the phone to finish speaking, and then said, "I have contacted the lawyer for the divorce agreement. The next time I go back is when I sign the agreement, and there will be a lawyer to contact you."

As soon as this sentence was said, the sound on the other end of WeChat instantly disappeared...

"Zhao Fan, you..." Seeing that the other end of the phone was about to roar again, Zhao Fan no longer wanted to listen and directly cut off the WeChat link.

She contacted the lawyer before coming to the federal government. Today, she contacted these people, but it was time to make the last one.

She hung up the phone, no longer cared about these people, but looked through WeChat, found the WeChat of a domestic lawyer, and negotiated with him again about the issue.

at the same time.

On the other side of WeChat, the middle-aged couple stood together, and the woman's face was full of harshness. When she saw the hanging WeChat, she was angry and angry: "It's really a rebellious thing!"

The middle-aged man had a little honest face. He glanced at the woman, "Xiao Chen..."

"How can a couple make a fuss? The Ren family Xiao Chen has given her less things. She dares to return to China so much, and she hasn't appeared for a long time?" The woman frowned.

"But they have been separated for two years," the middle-aged man was silent for a moment, "We can't find her if she doesn't show up..."

"Isn't Xiao Chen's company moving back to China?" The woman turned her head, "They were acquired by the Yang family and just returned to China. At that time, she would use a trick to get her back. If the rest is left, she would just leave it to Xiao Chen for treatment."

This is talking.

Meng Fu has arrived at the kitchen downstairs. She hasn't seen her for more than half a month. The "kitchenette" here has been fully built by Chris, and there is also a small stove designed by Su Di in the middle.

Seeing Meng Fu come down, Su Di turned on the fire and stewed the soup, "Sister Fan just went up to find you?"

Su Di could see that Zhao Fan was not in a good mood.

He didn't cooperate much with Zhao Fan, but he also knew that Zhao Fanhao had been spending the New Year himself or spending the New Year with Meng Fu in recent years.

The last time she had a car accident with her, his parents came here diligently, and Zhao Fan was only the people from Meng Fu to take care of him. At that time, Su Di wanted to ask, but because of Meng Fu and Su's mother, he didn't ask so much in the end, thinking that Zhao Fan was also an orphan.

But just now downstairs, Zhao Fan said that there was something to do with her parents.

"Something is wrong," Meng Fu glanced upstairs, "Two more people will be added to the evening and cook more rice."

Meng Fu obviously didn't want to say much, and Su Di took back the question he said.

Soon, Zhao Fan came down from the building. Her expression seemed to be no different from the past. Su Di didn't see it, so he let go of this matter. Instead, he asked Meng Fu's signal question.

"I'm discussing this with Brother Cheng," Meng Fu put his hand into his pocket. Seeing that Su Di's pot was on fire, she couldn't help but take a step back, "He is designing a receiver."

The signal here is blocked by a magnetic field, but it is not impossible to receive information in a small space, but it is just a little cost.

When Su Cheng heard that Su Di took over, he didn't ask much.

After dinner, Zhao Fan followed Yang Hua to get rid of the mansion. Since the meal, Locke has been sitting in the hall, looking at Meng Fu from time to time.

He didn't say anything, Meng Fu went upstairs and ignored him.

Chris waited for Meng Fu to come back to report on the manor. When Meng Fu had time after dinner, he came to Meng Fu with a bunch of documents to find Meng Fu.

Before coming, Locke had joined the manor and received his own spices, guaranteeing two of them every month.

He saw that although these two were a little different from the one he got in the capital, they were not much different, they were both top-notch spices.

After actually getting the spices, he realized that this was not in a dream, but in a fact.

He saw Chris follow Meng Fu upstairs, and thought about it and followed.

Chris knew that Locke was a master, and he was already very humble now. Yang Hua, who thought he was an ordinary person, could control Su Di without taking action. Zhao Fan, who thought he was still an ordinary person, and Su Di called her Sister Fan.

Now there is a super expert Locke on the surface, and Chris reports to Meng Fu very calmly.

"These are all the expenses of the mansion in the past half month," Chris looked correct, "Look."

Meng Fu lowered his head and flipped over. It cost a lot to raise a mansion, let alone she wanted to build this base.

The cost was very big. The amount of money she had in her card was from the last team, and she had already used it.

"We have no foreign business dealings. We just need to give the association some materials every year. The association will send a sum of money," Chris reported, "but this money is a drop in the bucket for us."

Meng Fu naturally knew that the mansion had no external business.

After all, Eyun Town is different from other places, and the information is too backward. It is still close to slums and black areas, and there are all kinds of people, so it is not easy to do business.

The first fund was Meng Fu’s private warehouse.

But you can't just sit there and eat nothing.

"Now, the main thing is to build the city wall. As for business..." Meng Fu knocked his finger on the table, "A group of people who are working on the equipment to continue making the parts. I will design one for you. Then you can negotiate the price with the equipment to the equipment. As for the remaining ones, when our medicinal materials rise, we will go to the underground exchange to sell spices."

"Sell spices?" Chris glared.

"Well," Meng Fu scratched the paper on her hand, and then put it away after she turned it in almost the same way. "Miss Jiang will help you in the future. Let her practice her skills first, and there will be other people joining in the future. You will stabilize the base recently, wait for her first batch of spices to try the water in two days, and go to the market by the way. Are there any ingredients that can be used to make a spice, and I will bring it back to me for training myself."

If others say they sell spices, Chris naturally doesn't believe it, but the other party is Meng Fu, who is full of spices when he takes action.

He is also a senior perfumer Meng Fu.

Chris was a little excited, and he felt as if he had seen the power of the eighth-party federal party rising.

Everyone in the Federation knows that behind every super force is a senior perfumer.

Chris has also been in the Federation for so many years, so he naturally has vision.

Even after so many years, he has never seen a perfumer with a higher purity than Mengfu's spices.

Even when the Blues family was still there, their spice purity seemed to be a bit lacking: "Yes, Miss Meng!"

Chris went out with great ambitions and ordered everything.

Beside him, Locke was still standing there, not leaving yet, and he kept watching while the two of them were talking.

Locke is a master, and at the same time, he is proficient in a lot of languages, so he can naturally understand the conversation between the two.

Meng Fu let him watch, turned on the computer, and saw that he was looking over the nth time, she looked up: "What do you want to say?"

When Lock heard this, he paused again.

He didn't say anything, Meng Fu didn't ask, and continued to look down at the computer.

After a while, Locke finally replied: "Who are you? What is the background behind it? I heard that you made the spices in the warehouse. As far as I know, even the Federal Fragrance Association cannot produce spices of such high purity. Not to mention the Fragrance Association, even the Federal Lords do not? You can only do so many spices at one time, but they have already destroyed the family. The Blues clan was the most powerful lineage of the Fragrance Association at that time. They could finally be exterminated because of the spices they had in their hands, but you... have so many spices in your hands, but no one has found out that even those big guys didn't do it..."

Meng Fu looked at the computer login, looked up and interrupted him: "What do you want to say?"

Locke paused again.

He held the spice in his hand and looked up: "I didn't mean to invade your family. After I came out, someone told me about your family... and then I went to the capital. That person was a rebel group..."

Even if he surrendered to Meng Fu before, he had never told Meng Fu. He didn't talk about these things until now.

"I didn't mean to be in trouble with you," Locke continued, "those people have been watching your family for a long time. Your family should have what they want, probably not spices."

He talked a lot, Meng Fu leaned back and smiled, "I know, do you have anything else to say?"

Locke looked up, "Happy cooperation."

Meng Fu: “…”

She looked at the computer and it was already turned on. Zhao Fan’s WeChat page had not been turned off yet. She was about to turn it off, but there was a message on Zhao Fan’s WeChat—
Chapter completed!