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

Chapter 432 Stay and react!

The driver of the extended version of Rolls-Royce obviously has extremely superb driving skills, coupled with Rolls-Royce's top shock absorption.

Sitting in the car, Lin Fan and Zhang Ting couldn't feel any bumps, acceleration, or braking at all.

Even the cup of tea placed in front of him showed no signs of shaking at all.

If Zhang Ting hadn't opened the curtains curiously and saw the tall buildings receding outside, she would have thought that the car had been standing still.

"Crack!"

About half an hour later, the driver opened the door very respectfully.

Only then did Zhang Ting know that she had already arrived at her destination.

In front of you is a building with a sense of age.

Red bricks and green tiles, jade railings.

There is also a pair of mighty and majestic stone lions at the door.

Directly above, there are two large characters: Mufu!
see this...

Zhang Ting couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and said, "Didn't you mean to take us to the house of that patriarch? Why did you come here?"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

At this moment, a Maybach, a Rolls-Royce, and two Bentleys stopped nearby.

Previously, the members of the four major families who had been following behind them all got out of the car.

The old head of the Wang family said respectfully: "Mr. Lin, this wooden mansion is the house of the patriarch, and it has always maintained the same appearance as before."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ting opened her mouth wide.

In fact, when she saw all the vehicles parked here, she had already expected it.

However, after hearing this answer, Zhang Ting still couldn't help being horrified.

This wooden mansion, even if you don't measure it, it is more than 1000 square meters at a glance!

You know... this is a magical capital where every inch of land is precious!

Regardless of the unique value of the old buildings, the land price alone is already very scary.

Lin Fan didn't pay attention to so much, nodded and said: "Okay, then let's go in and have a look."

"Okay." The old master of the Wang family said.

Although, he is old.

However, he still took the lead, walking in the forefront like a soldier.

The old head of the Wang family came to the vermilion lacquered gate, took out the key and turned it lightly against the big bronze lock.

"Crack!"

The door lock snapped open.

Immediately, an elegant fragrance rushed over.

Look up and look inside...

You can see the spotless ground and a field of flowers in full bloom.

The old head of the Wang family explained in a timely manner: "We have people come in to clean and maintain it every day."

Lin Fan nodded to show he knew.

Everyone walked through the spacious courtyard together and came to the ancient wooden room.

Generally speaking, a house that has not been lived in for a long time will have a strange smell.

However, after everyone walked inside, there was a faint fragrance that was refreshing.

Look up.

only see...

On the walls are ancient poems full of dragons and phoenixes, and beautiful and simple pictures.

""Song of Peach Blossom Temple", "Waterfall Viewing on Lushan Mountain"...Tang Bohu..."

Zhang Ting murmured softly, "These...couldn't be the authentic works of Tang Bohu?"

If it was placed in the past, Zhang Ting would only think it was just a fake, just like in the imperial box in Mingyue Building.

However, after going through things like booking an entire floor of Mingyue Building and taking a Rolls-Royce extended version.

She gradually became a little uncertain.

The old head of the Wang family said: "These are indeed Tang Bohu's authentic works."

"hiss!"

Zhang Ting couldn't help but gasped.

Tang Bohu was the first of the four great talents in the Ming Dynasty.

The poem "Song of Peach Blossom Temple" and the painting "Viewing Waterfall on Lushan Mountain" can be said to be his most famous works.

How much are these two authentic works worth?

She... was unbelievable!
Accompanied by members of the four major families, Lin Fan walked around the entire Mufu.

He sniffed the fragrance in the air, looked at the antique furniture, and suddenly became interested.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Lin Fan said, "I'll live here today."

Everyone in the four major families was slightly taken aback.

live here?

If another person said such words, his mouth would be smashed in the next second.

However, the person who said this was Lin Fan.

The direct descendant of the Qinghong sect patriarch!
Lin Fan asked suspiciously, "What? Can't you?"

The old head of the Wang family hurriedly said: "Of course there is no problem. I will send someone to deliver the mattress, quilt cover, water, and various daily necessities later."

This wooden mansion is the house of the ancestor of Qinghongmen.

And Lin Fan is the direct descendant of the patriarch, the current sect master!

If anyone in this world is qualified to live here, obviously, only Lin Fan is the only one.

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Zhang Ting and said, "Cousin, do you want to stay together today?"

In fact...

Zhang Ting is also very fascinated by this Mufu.

Walking here made her feel as if she had become an ancient princess.

Stay here for one night, it's definitely nice!

So Zhang Ting nodded and said, "Okay."

Everyone wandered around again for a while, Zhang Ting stroked a pillar, and said, "What kind of wood is this house made of? It's golden and yellow, and there is no trace of moth or rot."

The old head of the Wang family said: "The whole house is made of golden nanmu."

Originally, Zhang Ting, who was still stroking the pillar, couldn't help but froze in place.

The whole is made of golden nanmu?
Although, Zhang Ting has not studied wood in detail.

However, she has read a piece of news that every inch of nanmu is worth every inch of gold!

The price of golden nanmu can be equated with gold!
How much golden nanmu is used for such a big house?

How much is it worth? !
Obviously no one has answered this question.

Soon...

All kinds of bedding, purified water, toiletries, etc. were brought over one after another.

Perhaps, it is the reason for living in a house made of golden nanmu.

That night, both Lin Fan and Zhang Ting slept very comfortably.

…………

They are comfortable, but some people have trouble sleeping and eating.

When Liu Wei just returned home, his wife Zhang Mudan saw his son Liu Kaijun's pitiful red and swollen face at a glance.

Zhang Mudan shouted: "What's going on? Son, tell mom, who beat you?! I want him to look good!"

Then, she turned her eyes to Liu Wei who was just sitting on the sofa and was about to smoke, and shouted: "Smoking, smoking, you know smoking!"

"Why don't you beat yourself to death!? Didn't see your son being beaten like this! Still whipping!"

While talking, Zhang Mudan stepped forward and hid the cigarette from Liu Wei's hand.

Liu Wei was also angry, and shouted: "Call, call, call! What's the name!?"

"He was beaten? Tell you, it was me!"

"If it wasn't for your usual connivance, how could he cause trouble outside?!"

Speaking of this, Liu Wei's heart became angry again, and he slapped Zhang Mudan hard on the face.

"Snapped!"

A loud voice echoed back and forth in the hall.

This slap stunned Zhang Mudan.

She stared blankly at Liu Wei with disbelief all over her face.

"Jingle Bell!"

At this time, Liu Wei's mobile phone rang with a rush of ringtones.

He glanced at the notification of the call, and it turned out that the call was from the director of his mold factory.

Liu Wei endured the anger in his heart and pressed the answer button.

All I could hear was an anxious voice coming from inside.

"Mr. Liu, it's not good. Huosu Electric, Carl Medical, Wangjia Machinery... Almost all the companies that cooperate with us have called to say that our quality has problems. Not only will they no longer cooperate with us in the future, but they also want us to give them compensation……"

Liu Wei said: "Immediately solve the quality problems they raised, and solemnly apologize, and take the initiative to compensate, but we must continue the cooperation..."

After Liu Wei talked for a while, he hung up the phone.

"Jingle Bell!"

He just hung up the phone when the phone rang again.

This time it was a call from the director of his refitting factory.

Liu Wei pressed the answer button hard.

"Boss Liu, it's not good. Starlight Equipment Company, Dongfang Company, Nantian Company...the companies that cooperate with us all say that our quality has problems, that they want to terminate their cooperation with us, and demand compensation from us..." The director of the refitting factory panicked.

When Liu Wei heard this, his heart tightened.

A very bad premonition flooded into my heart like a tide.

However, he still forced that premonition to the bottom of his heart, took a deep breath, and said, "You..."

Liu Wei finally talked about the plan again.

This hung up the phone.

But then...

His cell phone rang again in a hurry.

"Boss Liu, it's not good..."

If there is a problem in one of my own companies, it may be just an accident.

However, it is definitely not an accident that two, three... or even every family has problems!

"Clap!"

Hearing the bad news one after another, Liu Wei seemed to be drained of strength, and even lost the strength to hold the phone, and slowly dropped the phone to the ground.

He understood...that mysterious young man, or the punishment of the four major families...has begun!

The wind and rain are irresistible!
Myself... It's over!
…………

On the other hand, the United States.

As the old Patriarch of the Wang family said before, it seems that Ye Lao is going to visit the magic capital himself.

At this time, Ye Lao, who was full of hair, walked slowly towards the outside of the manor, holding a dragon-headed crutch.

A middle-aged man couldn't help but said: "Dad, your health has not been very good. Do you have to go there in person? Otherwise, let that Lin Fan come to the United States? After all, he is still very young."

Originally, Ye Lao, who had a peaceful face, suddenly froze.

He picked up the leading crutch and slammed it on the middle-aged man.

"Snapped!"

The middle-aged man's mouth twitched in pain, but he didn't dare to cry out.

Ye Lao said coldly: "Mr. Lin is the direct descendant of the patriarch, the current master of the Qinghong Sect! All Qinghong Sect disciples must regard themselves as juniors!"

"This stick is just a slight punishment!"

"If, next time, someone dares to call Mr. Lin by his name or disrespect him, it will definitely not be as simple as a stick!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

As the middle-aged man said just now, Ye Lao's health is indeed not good.

After saying this, the whole person couldn't help coughing violently.

He even coughed up traces of blood.

This scene almost frightened everyone present.

Someone shouted in horror: "Old Ye, are you alright?"

"doctor!"

"Doctor, come here!"

Soon, a doctor in a white coat, with a medical kit on his back, hurried over.

But Ye Lao waved his hand and said: "Don't look at it, I know my body. Now, hurry up and go to the airport, I want to go to Huaxia Magic City immediately!"

"This……"

All the people present were a little hesitant.

Ye Lao stared and shouted: "What? My words are useless?"

As soon as these words came out, it seemed as if there was an extra mountain on everyone's shoulders, and they all lowered their heads in fright, not daring to speak out to stop them.

Ye Lao said: "Go to the airport!"

While speaking, he got into the Rolls Royce in front of him and galloped towards the airport.

At this time, a luxury plane had already parked in the middle of the airport.

…………

On the other hand, China, the capital.

"Drip drip!"

An upright and serious old man looked at the message displayed on the screen and said in surprise, "What? Ye Xiuxiu is going to China Magic City?!"

"This is a rare thing!"

"He has made great contributions in the past, we must let him feel our etiquette, and at the same time, we must ensure his safety!"

After a pause, the old man said, "Call Modu immediately!"

Immediately afterwards, Audis and jeeps drove into the Shanghai Airport quickly, making the originally noisy Shanghai Airport feel more solemn than it had been for a long time.

…………

Lin Fan was completely unaware of these.

When a ray of morning sun fell on the red window sill, Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes.

He habitually glanced at the phone screen.

At this point, there are two text messages on the phone.

"0:00, China Merchants Bank remitted 37893200 yuan."

"6:10, Qin Yuxuan: Lin Fan, have you come to the magic capital?"

Lin Fan chose to ignore the first text message.

Lin Fan focused on the second text message and chose to make a call.

"beep!"

The phone only rang a few times and was connected immediately.

"Lin Fan, are you awake?" Qin Yuxuan's very happy voice came from the phone.

Lin Fan said: "Yes, have you returned to the Demon City?"

Qin Yuxuan said, "I'm back!"

"Okay, then I'll come to you later, by the way, is there anything you want to play?" Lin Fan asked.

Qin Yuxuan thought for a while, and said, "Disney! I've been in Shanghai for so many years, and I've always wanted to go to Disney!"

Lin Fan said directly: "Okay, then let's go to Disney!"

"Yeah!" Qin Yuxuan shouted excitedly like a child.

The two chatted sweetly for a while before hanging up the phone.

Then, Lin Fan walked out of the room slowly and began to wash.

When I came to the restaurant, there were many exquisite and delicious foods on the table, such as Australian lobster noodles, hair-style meals, matsutake egg tarts, M9 beef, etc.

At this time, Zhang Ting just walked over.

Lin Fan said: "Cousin, you're awake too, hurry up and eat something."

Zhang Ting nodded and said, "Okay."

However, she didn't chew her food slowly like Lin Fan did, savoring slowly.

She seemed to be in a hurry, and she seemed a little wolfed down.

Lin Fan said: "Cousin, eat slowly, don't choke."

eat slowly?
With so many precious and delicious delicacies, she can't wait to swallow her tongue into her stomach. How can she slow down if she wants to slow down?

PS: Two chapters in one!
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