In the cave on Beishan Mountain, Lu Fan, who had been meditating, slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly, "Alas! My body's weakness still cannot be tempered by the Primordial Spirit Liquid. I've been cultivating the Shennong Health Preservation Art for so long, why can't I improve as rapidly as before?
Could it be that 'one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things' requires the return of all to one to recover? If so, I might only be able to cultivate Duanmuxiu's swordplay and the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill!"
Thinking of the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill, Lu Fan closed his eyes again, gradually adjusting his breathing.
As dawn approached, Lu Fan rode his second senior sister back to the villa. In the large courtyard of the villa, he began practicing his swordplay.
It was quite embarrassing, really. This swordplay was created by himself, taught to Duanmuxiu before he even had a name for it. Yet now, he had to re-learn it, and he was struggling.
It wasn't that he didn't know how, but there were some movements he simply couldn't perform. His inability to recover his cultivation was a major hurdle. Although he had a clone that had merged with him, it could only cultivate the Flowing Cloud Fist and Falling Blossom Sword.
However, these techniques were utterly insufficient to deal with the opponents he currently faced. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and practice this nameless swordplay!
Wang Yan came out with her son. Seeing her father practicing, Lu Chenglong also ran over and began to imitate the movements, practicing each stance. Wang Yan went back to cook.
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After breakfast, Lu Chenglong went to school. Lu Fan continued to practice his swordplay. As noon approached, a commotion suddenly erupted from the village.
Lu Fan stopped and listened intently. At this moment, Wang Yan also came out of the room.
"Xiao Fan, you were right," Wang Yan said.
"Let's go see," Lu Fan put away his wooden sword and walked out of the villa's courtyard.
As the two entered the village, they heard the clamor of arguments. It seemed like many people were involved.
At Wang Laowai's doorstep, a crowd had gathered.
"Wang Yajie! What do you think you are? Why should we listen to you? Hmph! Don't forget, your family was the poorest in the village. Now that you have a little money, you want to climb over everyone else? Dream on."
The one shouting was a man in his fifties from the village, named Jia Renyi. The young people called him Uncle Jia. He had a son named Jia Hong, also a university graduate who had been out for two years.
At this moment, Wang Yajie's eyes were red, tears welling up, and she looked very wronged.
"What's all this shouting and commotion about?" Lu Fan asked, parting the crowd to enter.
"Brother Xiao Fan!" Seeing Lu Fan, Wang Yajie's pent-up grievances could no longer be contained, and she burst into tears.
"We're planning to establish a vegetable wholesale company to transport vegetables to the city. We had just contacted a few households when Uncle Jia insisted that his son be the company manager. As soon as I explained that all participating farmers would vote, he started scolding me endlessly! Wuwuwu...!" Wang Yajie said, crying.
"So, you know it's not easy to do anything, right? Stop crying. Since they are willing to do it, just let them have it," Lu Fan said, gently patting Wang Yajie's shoulder.
"Uncle Jia! Since you also want to start such a company, then you do it. As long as it can help the villagers sell their vegetables and mountain goods, it doesn't matter who takes the lead! I support you, Uncle Jia!" Lu Fan said loudly to Jia Renyi.
Jia Renyi was slightly taken aback. He had been startled when Lu Fan appeared, as he dared not provoke Lu Fan. However, upon hearing Lu Fan's words, he immediately smiled, "Xiao Fan! Actually, I've wanted to start a vegetable wholesale company for a long time. Wang Yajie was clearly trying to go against me today. I was just angry when I scolded her."
"Alright! Uncle Jia! Then you carry on! We'll be going now." Lu Fan and Wang Yan took Wang Yajie and left.
"Hmph! A little girl, trying to be a manager." Seeing Lu Fan and the other two leave, Jia Renyi snorted disdainfully.
At Lu Fan's home, Wang Yajie had stopped crying, but she still looked wronged. She had genuinely wanted to do something good for the village, so why was she scolded for no reason?
"Yajie! Tomorrow, go to the county town, rent a place, and register a fruit and vegetable wholesale company. Here's two million for you." Lu Fan took out the two-million bank card that Wang Laowai had given him and said.
"What? Didn't you just tell me not to..." Wang Yajie asked, stunned.
"Hmph! I didn't tell you to do it with the villagers, but I didn't say you couldn't do it yourself. Once your company is established, you can return to the village to buy vegetables and fruits, and then wholesale them. But one thing, you must suppress the purchase price to the lowest possible." Lu Fan said.
"Why? I want to lead the villagers to prosperity...!" Wang Yajie was suddenly a bit confused.
"Charity needs strategy; you can't let people think it's a given. You're a university student, don't you understand the principle of 'a peck of favors makes one ungrateful'?" Lu Fan said, his tone slightly intensifying.
"I... I understand!" Wang Yajie was startled. It seemed like Xiao Fan Gege was angry with her for the first time.
"Xiao Fan! Didn't Jia Renyi say he was going to start a wholesale company? Won't this make the conflict between them even bigger?" Wang Yan said worriedly.
"He just can't stand seeing others do better than him. Just watch, this matter will probably pass as if nothing happened," Lu Fan said with a curl of his lip.
Wang Yajie left, driving to the county town.
Lu Fan strolled out of the villa and came to the front of the Bùfán Group office building in the village. Looking at the tall office building, he felt a sense of nostalgia. The Liu family must have made a lot of money these past few years!
There were only a few people left in the building; the leaders were all gone, leaving only a few resort administrators and ticket sellers.
Although the tourists were sparse, as long as there were any, it was free money. If the scenic spots were completely open and tourists could play for free, they wouldn't be willing.
Lu Fan suddenly took out his phone and dialed Liu Chifeng's number.
"Hello! Xiao Fan!" Upon seeing Lu Fan's call, Liu Chifeng's body trembled. He wondered if some minor ancestor had provoked this great ancestor.
"I want to take back the Bùfán Group!" Lu Fan said calmly.
"Okay, okay, I'll have a lawyer come over immediately to handle the procedures with you." Liu Chifeng didn't dare to say anything else and hastily agreed.
Lu Fan hung up the phone and slowly walked towards Beishan Mountain.
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The next day at noon, a car stopped outside the gate of Lu Fan's villa courtyard. A lawyer carrying a briefcase hurried out.
"Mr. Lu! Your Bùfán Group procedures are complete. Master Liu also asked me to bring you fifty million. Here are the documents and the bank card!" The lawyer immediately took out a stack of documents and a bank card upon seeing Lu Fan.