Early in the morning, he Xie with a thoughtful face came out of the basement, followed by yawning snow.

One night, they both interrogated the real Mr. Yan in the basement.

With what evil means, Mr. Yan naturally quickly recognized the reality. In order to suffer less pain, he cooperated very much.

Under the double examination of He Xie and Si Nuo, basically all Mr. Yan's secrets were drained.

Just now, he Xie personally sent Mr. Yan on the road. He Xie showed his martial arts and buried him in the basement.

A generation of owls went quietly.

Snow also saw his master's cruelty, cruelty and indifference for the first time. He killed for money without changing his face.

But unexpectedly, it was very to her appetite.

She now fully understands that he heresy understands her murder. I don't know if it is to comfort her, but really think so.

The death of Mr. Yan has also solved Sinoe's great trouble. The murder of Songpa can finally come to an end.

However, there are those two people, Tang Ren and Qin Feng

Snow looked up and saw he Xie looking at her. She couldn't help smiling.

"What are you thinking?" He Xie asked.

"Songpa." Snow didn't hide it.

He Xie understood Snow's worry as soon as he thought about it.

"Stop thinking about it." He Xie smiled, "I've filled all the loopholes. Even if they find anything, there won't be any evidence."

Snow was stunned and felt warm in his heart.

She nodded silently and said, "where is master going to start next?"

Mr. Yan's assets are really amazing. It's not too much to say that he is rich. Peddling independence is really making too much money. As once the largest independent owl, Mr. Yan can really buy a small African country with the money he makes from selling alone.

Of course, his assets are not known to be the sole income of traffickers. Over the years, money has made money, which has also doubled Mr. Yan's assets several times.

Energy industry, automobile, heavy industry, electronic equipment, communication internet, taxi, real estate, catering and retail, construction and entertainment, etc. Mr. Yan has been involved in almost all walks of life in Siam.

Not only that, he has business in lighthouses, cotton mats, Laos, China and even European countries.

Not to mention, the cash cow of the golden triangle is still contributing assets to him.

He laid down a big Mac business empire!

No wonder even the king of Siam dared not touch him. Even the lighthouse was afraid of him.

And now, all this belongs to what evil!

He Xie's purpose is not to make money, let alone to protect himself and enjoy himself like Mr. Yan. How to allocate these resources for the purpose of providing services is actually a headache.

You need to think twice before you act. Although the business empire is so huge, it is precisely because of this that every decision should be made with caution, because every word of He Xie's next words will affect tens of thousands of individuals. It is not impossible for a careless group to fall apart. Such examples are common.

"Lao Yan is too superstitious about the power of money, but ignores the foundation of his survival." He Xie shook his head. "Even without us, he would take jujube pills."

"Golden Triangle?" Si Nuo immediately understood the voice outside He Xie's words and nodded: "it's true. The interests of this place outside the law are intertwined. It's actually promising to take this as a springboard."

He Xie was about to speak when he suddenly moved and shut up.

Soon, the gray haired old housekeeper batipan appeared in front of them.

"Sir, I just came out of your bedroom." Batipan looked serious. "Why didn't you go back to bed all night? It hurts you to stay up so late! "

He Xie said with a smile: "I know. Go and prepare breakfast. Today, I'm going to have a banquet and officially accept my daughter."

Batipan opened his mouth and said helplessly, "master, don't think I'm nagging. You really have to pay attention to your health. Last time Dr. salanu said your blood pressure was a little high. You stayed up late in a few days. I'll call the doctor later and ask her to check you again."

"You old man, don't bother about that!" He Xie smiled and scolded, "tell you the business, remember?"

"Give a banquet to recognize women!" Batipan said, "I'll inform chachai and tirad later and let them arrange."

"Stop barking, doctor!" He Xie waved his hand, "hurry to cook. I'm hungry."

"OK, OK, I'll go now." Batipan muttered and turned around, saying something like "shouldn't stay up late".

After batipan left, snow whispered, "master, the old housekeeper is here. It will be a hidden danger sooner or later."

After all, he Xie is a young man, not to mention that he can't contact a doctor at all, otherwise he will reveal his true feelings. Just saying that his living habits as a young man must be different from those of the elderly.

Batipan has been with Mr. Yan for more than 40 years. If he gets along with him for a long time, he will inevitably see flaws.

Moreover, he Xie needs to keep changing back and forth in two identities. The existence of such a housekeeper who knows the former master and can enter and leave the master's bedroom at will is indeed a great threat to He Xie.

Snow's worry is not unreasonable, but he Xie doesn't think so.

"He is not a threat, but a mirror." He Xie smiled, "with him, you can always remind me not to be careless."

If he Xie only seeks money, he doesn't need to be careful, because as long as he doesn't touch the high level, the world is not dangerous to him.

But what he wants to do must deal with the superstructure of the whole world. No matter how high his martial arts are, can he defeat aircraft, tanks and missiles? Can you avoid all pervasive high technology?

Therefore, the existence of batipan, the old housekeeper, is very meaningful, which will make He Xie seriously play the role of Mr. Yan and take every next step seriously.

Snow's eyes brightened, and her eyes showed a look of worship again. She found that the biggest gap between herself and master was the angle and pattern of looking at problems.

She felt like she had learned another lesson.

"Go to practice." He Xie said to snow, "this can be practiced in a big way, and there is no need to hide it. After practice, you can have a rest. In the afternoon, I will officially accept you as my daughter. It's best to have a good mental state at the party. "

Snow blushed inexplicably and said with a smile, "master, I, I'd better go back to my room to practice."

Then he turned around and ran away.

“……”

He Xie thought of something and couldn't help reaching out and touching his chin.

After breakfast, he Xie ordered the housekeeper batipan to take care of snow, and then went out.

Mr. Yan's life is very regular. In the morning, he usually goes to Desheng building to listen to Kunqu Opera, and then fumanzhai to have afternoon tea. In the afternoon, he will go to night Shanghai to sing. At this time, his head will come here to report business to him.

In the evening, Mr. Yan will go home for dinner, and then play taijiquan in the yard for a while. He has two Siamese twins raised from childhood. They are all beautiful black pearls. He will give him a spa in the sweat room. When he is interested, Mr. Yan will have a dragon and two phoenixes, and then go to bed.

He Xie doesn't intend to change Mr. Yan's living habits for the time being.

Except for the Black Pearl twins, of course.

The two girls are only fourteen years old, but they have served Mr. Yan for five years.

Mr. Yan is really a beast.