After making an appointment with my grandfather to have lunch together at noon, Han Xuan went downstairs to find Ramirez first. His phone number had already been called and said that after the interview was completed, he called him to help.

When he went downstairs, Anya said to him: "Han, I want to go to the art center you gave me, is that OK?"

Afraid that she was bored by her side, it would be better to go out for a walk. Han Xuan smiled and said, "I'm not a tyrant, so don't ask for my opinion when I go. There is a distance to Santa Monica Beach. Take a helicopter and call me if you have any questions."

Anya smiled and nodded with her eyes, "Okay, see you in the afternoon."

"Well, let the bodyguards follow you, I'll help you arrange the helicopter..."

Fat Ding followed Anya and Han Xuanze came to the headquarters of Black Hole Records and was about to acquire Times Records, but he did not intend to merge Black Hole Records and Times Records.

This company is the industry of him and Ramirez. He signed contracts with bands and independent singers. He can borrow the channels of Time Records in the future and believe that the prospects will be broader.

When he continued shooting with the photographer, he saw Ramirez lying on the sofa in the lounge and covering his face with a hat. He seemed to be sleeping, Han Xuan asked: "Are you asleep? It will start in a few days. It's best to finish rehearsals as soon as possible and hurry up."

Ramirez was just closing his eyes to rest, reaching out to take off his hat, looking at Han Xuan with dark circles and a frustrated look, unhappy and complaining: "I didn't sleep all night last night and didn't start sleeping until after five in the morning.

I usually rest for more than eight hours a day, but now I feel that my head is not my own, so let me lie down for a while, OK?"

Few people talk to Han Xuan like this, especially after their wealth soared to such a terrifying number today.

It is precisely because of their good relationship that they knew each other before Han Xuan became rich and had been roommates together for so long that Ramirez dared to tease Han Xuan this time and planned to pull him onto the stage.

It's good for Han Xuan to have such a friend. He likes to tease Ramirez even if he's fine. This guy is a bit naughty and fickle, but in fact he has good personality and character, otherwise he wouldn't have played together. Isabelle, Harris, Ramirez, and Han Xuan are all still in friendship. It's really not easy.

Han Xuan kicked Ramirez's leg with his feet and said with a smile: "Do you understand why you are not as popular as Mr. Michael Jackson?

Because you are too lazy, Isabelle only slept for two or three hours a day, so her investment business has made huge returns, and she has also achieved success in various research. I always feel that she will become the youngest Nobel winner in history.

If you are willing to shorten your sleep time every day to five hours and contact dance or other instruments for the rest of your time, then you will…”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ramirez. He said in an impatient and frustrated voice: "I will die suddenly!

Can I compare that guy Isabelle? She is an alien, I can't do it. I just want to sleep now, and I will continue to think about new songs when I wake up."

Ms. Victoria couldn't help laughing. The filmmakers were also laughing. This plot took place on two celebrities, Ramirez and Han Xuan. They were well-known good friends. They added some jokes to the plot, which felt pretty good. I wrote down the time in the notebook, and this paragraph must be preserved.

Han Xuan felt very happy when he found out that Ramirez was in this state. He guessed that he was stumped by thinking about a new song. How could he be unhappy if he succeeded in his plan? He left a sentence: "Okay okay, okay, we are all waiting for your song rehearsal, hurry up."

Then I went out to find the members of the Magic Red Band...

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Far from the east coast of the United States, Miami, Florida.

It is sunny today, and it is already evening. In December, when the northern United States is covered with ice and snow, people in Miami are still wearing cool summer clothes. The lowest temperature here is only 17 degrees in winter, which is a good place for people to spend the winter.

The waves hit the beach, and many people were surfing or swimming. The girls were wearing swimsuits, and occasionally there were hot-bodied beauties, and people always stared at them.

An old acquaintance who had just met Han Xuan more than half a month ago was also here. Lawrence, who was responsible for investigating the insider of the Snow Mountain Group for Han Xuan. After obtaining the clues, he did not fulfill the confidentiality agreement, but instead tried to blackmail Han Xuan.

Mr. Nathan Franklin, former chief risk officer of Snow Mountain Group, sold a lot of information about Snow Mountain Group, causing heavy losses to the company, which has become an uncertain factor that can threaten Han Xuan's safety.

Lawrence, who was not sure how much insider information, was also an uncertain factor at this moment, because his testimony could prove that Han Xuan was indeed related to Franklin's disappearance, so the next second, Lawrence fell from the beach chair, foaming from the corner of his mouth, and twitching all over his body and dying.

Just now, he had just drank half a cup of juice, and there were many eyes in the crowd, as if he was looking at Lawrence. Unlike the tourists who were panicked or frightened, they seemed to have known that this would happen, so they looked calm.

Parked in an ambulance by the beach, several doctors came out soon and carried Lawrence away. In a panic, someone knocked down the cups containing juice, all sprinkled in the sand.

After putting the dead Lawrence on a stretcher and carrying it away, he directly took it to a hospital. More than two hours later, a policeman went to investigate and learned that the cause of death was acute pulmonary embolism, which was a normal death.

People die every day, and his death seemed very normal. All the rented hotel rooms were searched, and even the toilet was not spared. Everything was kept as it was until the hotel service staff packed his things and handed them over to the police.

Lawrence forgot some rules that cannot be touched, so he died, and the police station was quiet and no doubts arose.

Soon after, the former chief risk officer of Snow Mountain Group, thousands of kilometers away, also suffered a car accident on the way back from Mexico and was under the truck with an assistant.

Before this, the Border Patrolman saw him talking and laughing with his assistant. When Franklin's family heard the news, they were on vacation in the Maldives. They were very sad to take the Maldives Airlines transit and prepare to hold a funeral for him.

Han Xuan did not have many connections and could not do such meticulous work. He learned these two news from the old man. On the morning of the 18th, Mr. Han told his grandson in his own opinion in the study.

The old man was wearing pajamas and silk-made gray pajamas, which were different from those sold on the market. This set of clothes was made of hand-woven fabrics from silk and was very comfortable to wear. He said calmly:

"I have investigated the call records and investigated the people I have been in contact with during this period, and there is no problem yet.

I don't know if the person named Lawrence has leaked the news and is still paying attention to suspicious movements. No matter what, it won't involve you, so let it go.

Have you learned this time? Before you make sure that your subordinates are absolutely safe, don’t let them know too much news, especially news that is prone to inflicts on fire. No matter how bad you are, you should contact them through an intermediary, and there will be problems when doing things rashly."

Mr. Han took out a box of recording tape from the drawer and placed it in front of Han Xuan and continued, "I have asked someone to check it out. It has not been copied. It is the original version recorded directly with the tape recorder. After listening, I found a place to burn it."

After learning the news early in the morning, Han Xuan looked very bad. He was discussing with Executive Anthony a few days ago how to deal with Mr. Franklin's problem. Now there is no need to worry, because the old man has helped to solve the problem cleanly and neatly.

You can think without asking that the technique must be very clean and perfectly solve the problem of Franklin's risk officer and his assistant going to Mexico. Those scavengers have a good job in doing things.

As for the tape in front of him, he guessed the contents of it. He only called Lawrence once and asked him about investigating the insider. It seemed that Lawrence had recorded it at that time.

If this tape is spread and the sudden disappearance of Mr. Franklin, chief risk officer of Snow Mountain Group, could not predict how big the storm would cause, but it is conceivable that the scandal would definitely be bigger than the last time the Los Angeles Times made, and it would be difficult to wipe it clean if the yellow mud fell into the crotch.

Seeing his grandson's face, the old man was afraid that he would think too much, so he continued: "You don't have to worry too much. After all, he is young now and has never taught you many things. There are not only black and white in the world, but also gray areas.

There are too many rich people who have committed crimes, but who do you see actually being arrested and going to jail? The reality is not to shoot TV. A small problem cannot touch them. I just want to tell you to be careful when doing things and not leave any handles.

Whether to drink tea, I will make a cup for you. It is beneficial to wake up in the morning to drink more tea..."

After thinking about this conversation, Old Man Han felt it was necessary to say something, so he told the grandson that he was no longer the child of the past, and he thought Han Xuan should have contacted these things slowly.

Han Xuan understood the old man's meaning, let's not talk about Lawrence for the time being, they are not familiar with each other, and Mr. Franklin, who has known him for many years, does have great uncertainties.

As long as he is still alive, a bucket of gunpowder that may blow up himself and the Snow Mountain Group at any time. As the chief risk officer, Franklin knows too many secrets.

He was "dead" the safest thing for him, but it was difficult to digest the news for a while. At this moment, he sighed and told: "Okay, I understand, I will burn this thing later.

Let’s have a few cups of Pu’er. I will be careful in the future. I will not involve specific matters and leave them to others to do.”
Chapter completed!