The richest man in the world: starting from receiving 70 billion red envelopes

Chapter 280 Niubi, Mr. Qin Invites!
The family drinks tea and chats at home, which is extremely relaxed and warm.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyao seemed to think of something, and asked, "By the way, brother, did you solve the Hail conjecture?"

This matter is still the news she saw on her phone today.

However, the news only mentioned the school and its name, without any photos at all.

Originally, Lin Xiaoyao planned to call Lin Fan today.

Now, you can ask in person.

Lin Fan responded, "Yes."

Lin Xiaoyao's eyes immediately widened and she shouted, "Fuck! That's awesome!"

Dai Weixue scolded: "Xiaoyao, the girls are like each other, and they don't pay attention to what they say."

Lin Xiaoyao said: "Mom, that's Hailibing's conjecture! The world's unsolved problems!"

"Then pay attention to what you say... Do you still want to get married in the future?" Dai Weixue asked.

Lin Xiaoyao said indifferently: "Why are you getting married? I'm getting married. Who should I spend my brother's money on?"

The time at home, like running water, flies by quickly.

In a blink of an eye, it was the next day.

Under the urging of his parents, Lin Fan drove the Mercedes-Benz Big G early after lunch and headed towards Jiangbei.

As soon as he arrived at Panlong Villa, the cell phone in Lin Fan's pocket rang with a brisk ring.

He glanced at the notification of the incoming call, with a look of surprise on his face.

Because the caller was Mr. Qin Weiming.

Lin Fan still had a good impression of this old man.

Be forthright and repay your kindness.

And more importantly... if there is no old man Qin Weiming and his group who sacrificed their lives and sprinkled their blood, there would be no happy life today.

Without any hesitation, Lin Fan directly pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Qin, hello."

Qin Weiming's hearty voice came over the phone: "Lin Fan, how about you too!"

After a pause, Qin Weiming said again: "I came to Jiangbei with an old friend. He is not in good health. If you are free, can you come and have a look?"

His character is like this, talk about things when he has something to say, and he doesn't like turning corners and being polite.

Not only was Lin Fan not disgusted with this,

On the contrary...he also likes this method of communication very much.

Qin Weiming's friend is probably also an old hero.

So, Lin Fan responded, "Okay, I'll come right now."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan casually packed two more bags of tea, then drove the Mercedes-Benz G and galloped away into the distance.

Not long after, Lin Fan arrived in front of the manor he had visited before... Just like that time, there was a sentry at the door.

Obviously, they had received the order a long time ago, they didn't stop Lin Fan's vehicle at all, and let it go directly.

At this time, Qin Weiming, Yue Zixiao who was carrying a badge of ears of wheat on his shoulders, Hong Hanlin, the leader of the Jiang Provincial University, and others were sitting in the yard chatting for a while.

After Qin Yuming heard the voice, he turned around slowly, and said with a hearty smile: "Lin Fan, you came at the right time, we just talked about you!"

Immediately, everyone present... all turned their attention to Lin Fan.

To know……

All the people present were in high positions, and there was a strong aura around them.

Ordinary people, even when facing the gaze of any one of them, would probably be so frightened that their arms would tremble, their backs would be covered in sweat, and they would not dare to step forward.

However, Lin Fan remained indifferent from beginning to end.

He smiled and said, "I don't know what Mr. Qin is talking about about me?"

Seeing this, everyone nodded secretly.

Qin Weiming said: "I said you are very good at chess, but this old man still doesn't believe it!" While speaking, he pointed to the old man sitting in a wheelchair next to him.

Lin Fan couldn't help but secretly looked at the old man.

Although, the old man is skinny and has wrinkled skin.

However, his pair of cloudy blue eyes are like an eagle soaring in the sky, very energetic, giving people a feeling of calmness and self-power.

The old man said: "My name is Zhang Jian, old man. Little brother Lin, just now what Lao Qin said about you is amazing..."

"However, I have always believed that seeing is believing. What's more, Lao Qin always likes to shoot guns everywhere."

"So, little brother Lin, can you play two games with this bad old man like me?"

Qin Yuming immediately blew his beard and stared at him and said, "The surname is Zhang, since when did labor and management like to shoot guns everywhere?"

Zhang Jian said with a smile: "Why... expose your old background in front of so many people, afraid of being laughed at? Are you angry from embarrassment?"

In fact, who would dare to make a joke among the people present?

Qin Weiming was so anxious that he jumped a little and said: "Okay! Lin Fan, kill him quickly and leave no trace behind! Don't hold back your hands!"

Lin Fan glanced at the chess table next to him and the boiling water, and said, "When I came, I brought some good tea. How about this? I'll make some tea for everyone first."

"Then, we are drinking tea and playing chess at the same time, what does Mr. Zhang think?"

Standing behind Zhang Jian, the middle-aged man with the ear badge on his shoulder took a step forward and opened his mouth to say something.

To know……

Old leaders such as Zhang Jian and Qin Weiming can't eat just any food.

Even if it’s just tea, it won’t do.

However, Qin Weiming took the first step and said: "Okay! Let's make tea first!"

Then, he said to Zhang Jian: "I forgot to mention just now that Lin Fan's tea art is also a master class!"

Zhang Jian said unexpectedly: "Really?"

At this time, Lin Fan had already walked over with two bags of tea.

He put the tea leaves directly into the teapot, then poured a full pot of boiling water, and finally poured it into the cups.

Then he said: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Zhang, and everyone... please drink tea."

see this...

Zhang Jian couldn't help but glance at Qin Weiming strangely.

With that appearance, it seems to be saying... This is the tea art of a master?

Qin Yuming blushed slightly, and shouted: "Lin Fan, you didn't make tea like this last time!"

After all, he just played a wave of Lin Fan's tea ceremony.

It's just... just a slap in the face in the blink of an eye.

Lin Fan said: "That was too wasteful last time."

Qin Weiming seemed to want to say something else, but Zhang Jian smiled and said: "Not bad! It's easy to drink tea this way and not wasteful. I think it's good!"

While speaking, he took the lead in picking up the tea cup and poured it into his mouth.

"Gollum!"

After drinking the tea, Zhang Jian froze completely as if a body-holding technique had been cast on him.

At this moment, Zhang Jian seemed to have returned to the era of being strong and strong and prosperous.

He no longer needs a wheelchair. He can carry a spear and a machete, run as hard as he can on the ground, and knock down one enemy after another...

Everything is so smooth, so easy!
Standing behind him, the middle-aged man with a badge of ears of wheat on his shoulder saw that Zhang Jian was holding a teacup and hadn't moved for a long time. His heart tightened suddenly and he asked anxiously, "Old leader, what's wrong with you?"

This shout finally brought Zhang Jian back to reality, and he sincerely praised: "Good tea!"

PS: Welcome to my finished book "Super Red Envelope Gods".

(End of this chapter)