"How could a man like him have a woman?" Mr. Jiang waved his hand and said disapprovingly: "He is a foreign girlfriend, quite beautiful."

"Father, this Annie is not a simple person, she is a famous superstar in Hollywood. She is very famous and has a strong influence." Jiang Pingjiang sighed: "Fang Han is still very good at women."

"Pingjiang!" Meng Ying glanced at him.

Jiang Pingjiang coughed lightly and said, "Father, this Fang Han is not ordinary passionate. He has at least five or six girlfriends, including this Annie Cole!"

Meng Ying said: "Annie Cole is indeed a top superstar. Dad. Foreign stars are different from ours in China and have completely different status."

"Hmph, what is the status of the actor?" Mr. Jiang curled his lips.

Meng Ying shook her head and said, "Dad, you're wrong. The status of the stars in our country is not the same as before. It's even more amazing abroad. Like Annie Cole, she is a billionaire. Dad, you also know the foreign system, money is power and everything. With her influence, she is really a big shot."

Mr. Jiang shook his head and said, "This world is really messy!...Okay, Pingjiang, what can you do to repay others?"

Jiang Pingjiang smiled and said, "Fang Han has two girlfriends, one is Li Tang and the other is Qi Hairong, both of whom are from the entertainment industry."

"Li Tang is also his girlfriend?" Meng Ying asked in surprise.

Jiang Pingjiang nodded and said, "Isn't it amazing? Both big stars are his women. This Qi Hairong is even more amazing. She is the president of Tianyu!"

"Tianyu?" Meng Ying asked: "The largest entertainment company in China?"

Jiang Pingjiang nodded and said, "This Qi Hairong has an extraordinary origin. She is the sister-in-law of Haitian's richest man and has close ties with the Jiang family."

"Oh, with the protection of the Old Jiang family, no wonder it can be bigger." Mr. Jiang nodded.

Jiang Pingjiang said: "This star Li Tang is quite interesting, I decided to help her."

"Well, it's a good idea to repay his girlfriend." Mr. Jiang nodded and said, "This kind of miracle doctor is simply a person who changes his fate against the will of heaven and cannot be offended!"

"I understand, father." Jiang Pingjiang nodded.

———

On the third day, Fang Han came to the Jiang family alone. Annie Cole, Ge Miaomiao and Zhou Xiaochai went shopping together. He didn't have to accompany him.

Mr. Jiang watched him stab the needles into his chest in one breath and exclaimed: "Xiao Fang, your technique is really amazing."

Fang Han smiled and said, "Just take action faster."

"Xiao Fang, are you proficient in killing skills?" asked Mr. Jiang.

Fang Han raised his eyebrows and smiled, "How can I see it?"

"These acupoints are not something that ordinary people can recognize. For you martial arts practitioners, you know these acupoints. Just hit someone and hit someone accurately!" Mr. Jiang said: "I carried a gun with Lao Jiang at the beginning. I heard him talk about it."

Fang Han asked with a smile: "What is the relationship between the old man and the master?"

"We..." Mr. Jiang sighed helplessly: "We used to be in the same class. He saved my life, and I also saved his life."

Fang Han was surprised.

Mr. Jiang shook his head and said, "It's a pity that our officials became bigger and bigger, but they became less and less likely to deal with it. If you deal with me and I will deal with you, I will become an old opponent!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "It's not bad to be an opponent for the rest of your life."

"It's good to think about it now." Mr. Jiang laughed and said, "If it weren't for him, I would be really lonely. Isn't it just a fight when I live!"

"Fighting with the sky is endless fun, fighting with the earth is endless fun." Fang Han smiled.

Mr. Jiang clapped his hands and smiled, "It's endless fun to fight with others!... Alas, I really miss the days at that time. Now, it's a bad old man, it's useless. I can only eat and wait for death!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "I don't want to hear this from Brother Pingjiang!"

"This kid is quite promising." Mr. Jiang said: "If I don't have me, I can still hold on. If you have anything to do in the future, please come to him, don't be polite!"

Fang Han nodded with a smile: "I will inevitably trouble Brother Pingjiang in the future."

"He's still happy if you can trouble him." Mr. Jiang said with a smile: "Fang Han, do you think I can practice qigong?"

Fang Han raised his eyebrows: "Old man believes this?"

"Of course I believe it." Mr. Jiang said with a smile: "But I don't have a good ending when I see those who practice qigong, so I don't want to practice it."

He has experienced the qigong craze and met many qigong masters, but these masters often practiced themselves to death in the end, and none of them lived longevity, so he decisively gave up on qigong practice.

But now I saw Fang Han’s kung fu, and his magical medical skills, and Jiang Cheng’s increasing spirit. In addition, this time I almost died and lived, I changed my mind.

Fang Han said: "I really want to practice, so I will teach you one move."

"One move?" Mr. Jiang tilted his head to look at him.

Fang Han smiled and said, "One move is enough, I'm optimistic."

He got up and did a slow move, then sat back on the sofa and laughed, "As long as you practice this move, the old man's health will be fine."

"It's very simple." Mr. Jiang said: "It's like a Tai Chi action, right?"

Fang Han nodded: "The appearance is similar but the spirit is not similar."

He reached out and pulled out the golden needle, then explained this move until Mr. Jiang fully mastered it, and then told him to practice it at least a hundred times a day before it worked.

Mr. Jiang started practicing slowly. After practicing it once, he felt comfortable all over. After practicing it again, it felt more comfortable. His body was warmer and he seemed to take a hot bath.

When Jiang Pingjiang returned home, he saw his father practicing boxing in the living room. He looked over curiously and saw him practicing only one move repeatedly, and found it funny: "Father, what are you practicing?"

"Xiao Fang Chuan's Kung Fu." Mr. Jiang said.

"Father, have you learned Kung Fu from Xiao Fang?" Jiang Pingjiang smiled and said, "Aren't you opposed practicing Kung Fu?"

Mr. Jiang said, "Xiao Fang's kung fu is different. It's really amazing. It's so comfortable to practice! Pingjiang, you can practice too."

"I'll forget it." Jiang Pingjiang shook his head and said, "I'm not that piece of material, and I'm used to training. There's no need to change it."

"Okay, I'm fine." Mr. Jiang did not force himself, and he kept moving. He felt more comfortable every time he did it, which was simply addictive.

———

In the evening, Fang Han and Annie Cole were sitting in Zhou Xiaochai's car and heading to the airport. They were preparing to return to Cambridge City directly from the capital.

Qi Hairong called at this time and said that Zhang Rouxi won the first place in Nanjiang District and wanted him to write two more songs. This time his opponent was too strong. It would be difficult to win without a good song.

Fang Han had no choice but to agree, and then passed the two songs directly over.

A villa in Wanghai Garden was brightly lit, and Qi Hairong, Zhang Tong and Zhang Rouxi were sitting at the dining table. The three girls all had blush on their faces, as beautiful as flowers.

They were having a meal. Before they knew it, they drank an extra glass of wine, so Qi Hairong became more handsome and called Fang Han directly.

She saw these two songs on her phone and nodded with satisfaction.

Zhang Tong hurriedly said, "His he really agreed?"

"This is the song he wrote." Qi Hairong handed the phone to Zhang Tong and snorted lazily: "He can enjoy it. He has been playing with Annie Cole for so long!"

"Sister Zhang, I'll take a look too!" Zhang Rouxi ran over to Zhang Tong, and the two of them watched the songs on their phones together, with the lyrics accompanied by the music score.

Zhang Rouxi hummed softly and frowned. These two songs are not easy to sing. The conversion of high and low notes is very abrupt and violent, and requires a strong breath.

Her breath has been getting better and better, calm and powerful, and she still feels a little difficult to sing this song because she has not been able to proficiently yet, and she will definitely be much better if she is proficient.

Zhang Tong turned his head to look at Zhang Rouxi and smiled, "It's not bad, it sang very well!"

"It's Brother Fang's song!" Zhang Rouxi exclaimed: "It's so amazing. I wrote two songs in the blink of an eye. I admire you so much!"

Qi Hairong waved her hand lazily: "No matter how fast he is, it can't be so fast. It must have been written long ago. It seems that he is quite concerned about you!"

Zhang Rouxi smiled: "Brother Fang is really good to me!"

Zhang Tong smiled and said, "Silly girl, aren't you afraid of this person being jealous?!"

Zhang Rouxi was stunned and hurriedly smiled: "Brother Fang only regards me as his sister, and he doesn't have that kind of meaning. I understand, how could Sister Qi misunderstand!"

Qi Hairong glanced at Zhang Tong and snorted: "I am jealous and jealous, why are you jealous of Rouxi?...Okay, take these two songs back and practice them well, but you can't rush to sing. When will the company's arrangements be arranged, design a strategy, strive to maximize the use of these two songs and win a good ranking!"

Zhang Rouxi nodded slowly: "Yes!"

This time she participated in a singing competition, she realized that there were even more powerful players among the strong players. She felt that her talent was already good, and she followed the famous teacher and probably had no rivals, but she didn't expect that she had talent in the competition, and her voice was straightforward and better than herself.

This contestant named Zhang Hao seems to be born as a singer. He can sing any song into his heart and soul. With touching power, it is simply amazing.

Her singing skills are very good, her breath is strong, and she can also impact people's hearts, but her talent is still worse than Zhang Hao and she has been suppressed by him.

She was angry and anxious, and ran to discuss with Qi Hairong, and decided to seek help from Fang Han, ask him for songs, and use the power of the song to defeat his opponent.

She didn't have much hope at first. After all, she knew how busy Fang Han was. She had so many girlfriends to accompany her and even if she had songs, she had to give them to Li Tang. She really didn't expect that he had already written it.

"Okay, you go." Zhang Tong waved his hand gently, and Zhang Rouxi nodded quickly. She saw that Sister Qi's face turned dark and she was in a bad mood.

After Zhang Rouxi left, Zhang Tong shook his head and said, "You, this is asking for trouble!"

Qi Hairong snorted unhappy. When she thought that Fang Han was with Annie Cole, she was unhappy and was unconsciously frustrated. Zhang Tong could see the reason at a glance.

"Fang Han was considerate and created it in advance." Zhang Tong said: "His song is still good, and Rouxi has the hope of winning the championship!"

"I hope..." Qi Hairong curled her lips and said, "The little girl's singing skills have improved very quickly. This time she participated in the competition."

"Do you want her to win the championship?"

"No matter how you win the championship, who will remember the runner-up!" Qi Hairong snorted.

"It's a pity that Li Tang is filming." Zhang Tong shook his head and said, "If Li Tang is there to give me some advice, Rouxi will have hope."
Chapter completed!