114: The car was burned.

Wu Fan flicked his cigarette ash and said, "Qian Ning is very busy; she's currently filming a movie in Hengdian World Studios. I'll go see her when I have time next."

Dai Mao said with a wicked smile, "When Master Fan goes, with just a slight effort, Qian Ning will surely surrender to Master Fan's powerful skills in bed, haha."

Everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Wu Fan raised his hand and gave Dai Mao a hard flick on the forehead, "Look at your perverted face."

Dai Mao rubbed his forehead, still chuckling.

Tang Xiaorou finished her song and slowly walked down. Her steps were light, like a little fairy descending to earth.

Seeing this, Fei Wei forcefully pulled Wu Fan onto the stage, picked up the microphone, and said, "Next, we have the guitar master Wu Fan to sing Zhao Lei's 'Drum Tower' for everyone. Let's give him a warm welcome with applause."

The audience was mostly big men, and seeing a man go on stage, they weren't very interested, only offering sparse applause.

Wu Fan shrugged helplessly, then turned to look at Tang Xiaorou, finding her watching him with expectant eyes and even giving a thumbs-up.

Wu Fan smiled faintly at her, picked up a guitar leaning against the back of the stage, tested the sound a few times, and then began to sing... I am a silent passerby, leaning against the wall, basking in the sun.

If I feel a little tired, let me wake up here alone.

I stand on the Drum Tower, all the prosperity has nothing to do with me.

This is a crowded place, but I am very ordinary... Wu Fan's voice was hoarse yet sincere, quickly resonating with the audience below.

After the song finished, there was thunderous applause.

Wu Fan bowed and left the stage.

Tang Xiaorou watched him, quickly stood up to greet him, and kept applauding, "Brother Fan, you're full of hidden talents."

She truly hadn't expected Wu Fan's singing and guitar skills to be so high; she was somewhat overwhelmed.

Wu Fan's lips curved upward, and he affectionately squeezed her shoulder.

Tang Xiaorou smiled sweetly.

The two of them clinked a few glasses, chatted with Fei Wei, Grass Chicken, and Dai Mao until the bar closed, then returned to the Haidao Grand Hotel together... (500 words omitted here)

...It wasn't until Tang Xiaorou... that Wu Fan stopped.

Wu Fan held her soft, plump body in his arms and fell into a beautiful sleep.

The next day, Wu Fan was woken by the jarring ring of his phone.

He freed one hand, groggily picked up his phone, squinted at the screen, and saw it was Chen Lu. He quickly answered, "Hello, Xiao Lu."

"Wu Fan, are you still sleeping? Get up quickly, something's happened."

"What happened?"

"A bus parked in the company's parking lot inexplicably caught fire and was burned down to just its metal frame."

"Ah!" Wu Fan released Tang Xiaorou and sat up abruptly, "Who did it?"

As soon as he spoke, he immediately thought of Meng Haitao. Calculating, he hadn't offended anyone else, had he?

Chen Lu sighed, "We only discovered it this morning. We don't know if it was arson or spontaneous combustion."

Wu Fan said, "Spontaneous combustion is impossible; it must be arson. I'm coming right over."

Tang Xiaorou sat up, covering her chest with the quilt, "Brother Fan, what happened?"

"Small problem, don't worry. A bus I had parked burned down." Wu Fan put on his clothes and walked towards the bathroom.

Tang Xiaorou put on her bathrobe and stood at the door, pressing, "Why would a parked bus catch fire? It's very suspicious. Nine times out of ten, it was intentional damage."

Wu Fan hummed in acknowledgment while brushing his teeth.

Tang Xiaorou hugged Wu Fan from behind and said, "Brother Fan, don't be sad. Being burned by fire is a good thing; it means your future will be prosperous!"

"Really, in our hometown, we have this saying, whether a house burns down or other things burn."

Wu Fan rinsed his mouth clean, wiped his face with a washcloth, then turned and put his arm around her slender waist, "Xiaorou, you're quite good at comforting people."

He looked at her small mouth and kissed her a few times.

Tang Xiaorou stepped back, licking her lips, "You should go quickly. Remember to call the police first."

Wu Fan squeezed her, "Mhm, don't forget to go eat breakfast."

"Okay."

...The lone bus parked in the furthest corner was burned beyond recognition.

From this, it can be inferred that it was definitely deliberate destruction.

The culprit did not want the fire to affect innocent parties, which is why they chose the most isolated of the five vehicles.

Chen Lu said tearfully, "Wu Fan, now this is bad. We haven't even started business yet, and we're already down one bus. Your contracting fee is so high, this is going to be difficult. I'm really worried about you."

Wu Fan didn't know why, but seeing Chen Lu made him feel particularly at ease.

Her words also made Wu Fan feel very warm.

Wu Fan patted her shoulder, "Xiao Lu, don't worry. I've invested in other projects now. If one thing doesn't work out, another will. It's just one less bus, a small matter."

Chen Lu still said with great distress, "That's almost 400,000 yuan, just gone like that."

Wu Fan said, "It's fine, it's fine."

He pulled out his phone, first called the police, then notified the insurance company.

The incident had already occurred; they could only await the investigation results.

The person he suspected most was still Meng Haitao, but he kept it to himself and didn't mention it to anyone.

In Chen Lu's office, Wu Fan sat on the sofa drinking tea.

Gu Ling swayed her ample hips as she entered, "Wu Fan, have you caught the arsonist yet?"

Wu Fan teased, "Catching an arsonist is much harder than catching someone having an affair. How could it be so quick?"

Gu Ling's face flushed slightly, "Wu Fan, come to my office for a moment. I have something to discuss with you."

Wu Fan put down his teacup, about to say something, but found that she had already left.

Her office was the innermost room on the second floor, relatively secluded.

A colleague once said that whenever Jin Qiang entered this office, he wouldn't come out for several hours, what they were doing was self-evident.

As Wu Fan walked to the door, a very strange feeling arose in his heart.

When he pushed the door open, he found Gu Ling waiting by the door.

She looked at Wu Fan charmingly, "Manager Wu, please come in."

She casually closed and locked the door.

This was a small suite, with a room, a bathroom, and a large living room, integrating office and rest functions.

Wu Fan took two steps, found Gu Ling leaning against the doorframe without moving, and turned back to ask, "CEO Gu, what's your instruction?"

Gu Ling smiled, her face slightly red, "Wu Fan, one of your buses burned down. I can buy you a new one."

Wu Fan became curious. Was this stingy person finally going to lay an egg? Something abnormal must mean something fishy.

"CEO Gu, just tell me directly, what do you need me to do?"

Gu Ling swayed her perky hips, taking a step closer, "I want you to destroy the photos from last time."

Wu Fan said "Oh," then coldly stated, "The photos are worth more than just one bus."

Gu Ling took another step closer, almost pressing against Wu Fan's body.

"Then what do you say we should do?"

Her eyes revealed a seductive gaze...