Tan Lun seemed to notice his little movements and explained with a smile: "Don't guess. In it, except for a yellow talisman, it is just a spice that can calm down. It can be worn or placed next to a pillow at night, which will help improve the quality of sleep."

Xia Ningxuan also curiously put the amulet in front of her nose and sniffed it. She could indeed smell some fragrance, which was quite comfortable.

"Han Lan, I know you should have a set of your own practice methods, and temporarily stabilize your state of mind, but you will run around the world next time, and you don't know what will happen, so there will inevitably be accidents. The spices in this amulet may help you if necessary." Tan Lun reminded Han Lan again with some vague reminder.

Han Lan nodded: "I know, thank you Mr. Tan."

"What?" Xia Ningxuan next to her was confused again, "You can still practice?"

"That's sure, your husband is so powerful and he knows magic. I'll perform for you tonight? Hiss...why are you pinching me?"

"Hmph! I'm full of inappropriate words."

"Hahaha……"

"Girl, don't think too much, just some ways to calm down and regulate your emotions. Nowadays, people are under great pressure, and they will inevitably have some problems in their hearts. At the least, they can be insomnia and nightmares, and at the worst, they will be depressed and negative. Don't look at this kid who always laughs and is not serious. He is alone in such a large Tomahawk Group, and he has various troubles inside and out every day, and his inner pressure is unsatisfactory." Tan Lun explained to her for Han Lan.

Xia Ningxuan felt relieved. She looked at Han Lan and thought that he was busy after taking over the Tomahawk Group, and felt a little distressed.

"Oh, it's not as serious as Mr. Tan said. Am I fine? Moreover, the company's affairs have been quit, and it will be much better in the future." Han Lan also smiled and comforted.

"Eat meals, the food is about to be cold." Han Yiping greeted with a smile.

...

...

The next morning, Han Yiping and Tan Lun flew to Wudang.

Han Lan and Xia Ningxuan stayed in Yanjing for a while, visited some new and old acquaintances in Yanjing one after another, and then flew back to Lin'an before the end of the holiday.

Employees of Tomahawk Group have begun to return to work in batches, and several senior executives have also received news from Han Lan in advance that they will return to the company after the holiday and accept new work arrangements.

Tomahawk Group took out 15% of its equity as an incentive, inviting Ding Qiuwen and others to join the board of directors to jointly supervise the company's operations and be responsible to the chairman. Ding Qiuwen will also take over as the next CEO and shoulder the banner of Tomahawk Group.

Although the CEO has replaced Ding Qiuwen, the grand strategy of Tomahawk Group remains unchanged. Ding Qiuwen's next CEO will continue to work one by one according to the pre-developed plan to ensure the company can develop stably.

In addition to personnel changes at the upper level of the company, many middle-level grassroots managers have also been promoted and vacancies have been filled. So for most people, it is a happy thing.

There are a lot of things that Han Lan and the new CEO Ding Qiuwen need to hand over, especially the news obtained in Yanjing this time, which requires centralized the company's think tank to conduct research, and make up the general plan before Han Lan officially resigns.

By the time everything is done, it is already the end of October.

Only then did Han Lan and Xia Ningxuan board the plane to travel abroad.

...

...

Late autumn.

The mountain behind Wudang is getting cooler.

The breeze blows, and a golden rain falls from the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree.

The ground was covered with golden leaves.

Tan Lun changed into his most comfortable Taoist robe and sat under the tree to play the piano. What he played was not the guzheng that pleased the audience, but the guqin that pleased himself.

He took the lead in igniting a handmade incense, and the blue smoke rose up and was disrupted by the breeze.

What is not chaotic is the state of mind.

The sound of the piano is long, as if it is shaking the hands and feet of the martial artists more ahead.

Two Taoist men, one thin and one fat, faced the ginkgo tree, and slowly practiced Tai Chi.

Su Yuanming's Taoist robe was very thin, and the bleak autumn wind hit him, looking even thinner.

But he remained motionless and slowly played his Tai Chi.

Han Yiping's Taoist robe was also very thin, and the bleak autumn wind hit him and was bounced away.

He was also still and unchanged, with Su Yuanming's rhythm, slowly and slowly.

This life like a god... really makes people miss the big fish and meat at the foot of the mountain.

"Junior brother, your heart is in chaos again." Su Yuanming did not look back, but seemed to see the saliva at the corner of Han Yiping's mouth, and slowly opened his mouth to remind him.

Han Yiping opened his eyes, wiped the corner of his mouth without knowing it, and continued to slowly practice Tai Chi.

Just now, I was a little sleepy.

This was his biggest gain since he went up the mountain, and he learned to doze while standing.

"Oh~ Two senior brothers, why haven't you returned to China when you say my son beat me to my daughter-in-law?" Han Yiping sighed and raised the topic on Han Lan and Xia Ningxuan, so as not to be laughed at.

Tan Lun was still immersed in his music world and was not disturbed by him.

Su Yuanming's movements did not pause. While slowly practicing Tai Chi, he said, "Junior Brother Han, Han Lan and the others have only been abroad for more than a week, so how could they come back so early? Besides, didn't you just use the phone the night before yesterday?"

"Ahem, is that right? Hahaha... I'm just worried about them." Han Yiping smiled awkwardly.

"Junior Brother Han, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. When we reach our age, don't worry about eating carrots and eating them salty. Carefully regulate your body and live a few more years." Su Yuanming said.

"Senior Brother Su is right! Oh, this mountain is indeed more spiritual..."

"Junior Brother Han is a negative ion." Tan Lun suddenly spoke and corrected.

"Ahem, negative ions, well, negative ions are rich. After staying for a long time, I feel much more comfortable all over." Han Yiping smiled, "But Senior Brother Tan, I really can't feel at ease with my son smashing me. Why don't Senior Brother Tan, please help me to tell me what I'm smashing me now?"

"Junior Brother Han, are you treating me as a satellite sky eye?" Tan Lun said with a slight joking smile.

"Hahaha..." Han Yiping smiled, and felt that his request was a bit too much.

The breeze blew by, and another golden rain fell.

The blue smoke from the incense burner was upright, and it was still motionless.

"Maybe, they are the same as us." Tan Lun's piano sound stopped at some point and sighed.

"Just like us?" Han Yiping was stunned for a moment, feeling much more relieved.

It turns out that if you hit them, you are also playing Tai Chi?

Really, do you go abroad to practice Tai Chi?

Su Yuanming listened to Tan Lun's words, but subconsciously looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

They are above the Genting.

...

"ah"

"Oh~"

Xia Ningxuan's screams and Han Lan's excited screams echoed above the clouds.

A second ago, Xia Ningxuan was standing at the cabin door so nervous that she didn't dare to look down. The next second, Han Lan was hugged and jumped down, and she didn't even have time to react.

"Han Lan, you bastard"

"What did you say? I can't hear it"

"ah"

"Open your eyes, don't be afraid! Didn't Mr. Tan give you a talisman?"

"I***"

"Xuan'er, how can you say swear words? You are a goddess! Your character is broken~"

“Ahhhh~”

"Open your arms together, Romantic~"

"I want to go home~"

"Oh"

Han Lan held Xia Ningxuan's arms high in the sky, and the two of them spread the word "ri" in the air.
Chapter completed!