Not many people know Zhang Dafu, everyone is asking, who is this guy, daring to challenge Feng Wanshan!
Zhang Dafu stood up and said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang Dafu, and I am here representing my familyâs young master, Mr. Lin, to participate in the auction."
Mr. Lin?!
Everyone was curious, who is this Mr. Lin?
No one knew the answer.
Feng Wanshan was furious; he thought Yunding Manor was already his, only to be blindsided by this unexpected competitor.
Who on earth is this Mr. Lin!
"1.7 billion!" Feng Wanshan gritted his teeth, deciding to fight for it.
Zhang Dafu was unwavering: "1.8 billion!"
No way he was giving face to Feng Wanshan; Lin Fan had instructed him to make sure he bought it!
Feng Wanshan shouted, "1.9 billion!"
"2 billion!"
"2.1 billion!"
"2.2 billion!"
Seeing Zhang Dafu keep up closely, Feng Wanshan finally lost his temper and yelled: "I am Feng Wanshan, are you looking for death, can you not compete with me?"
Zhang Dafu chuckled, "I speak for my young master, fair competition for everyone, Boss Feng, are you not convinced? If not, beat me with money!"
Lin Fanâs saying, "money is not an issue," was his confidence.
Feng Wanshan, in a fit of rage, roared, "2.5 billion!"
2.5 billion!
A grand sum, isnât it!
Everyone was shocked; this was already a sky-high price and Zhang Dafu should surely give up!
Who knew!
"3 billion!"
Zhang Dafu said calmly.
As soon as he said this, the whole city went crazy!
"Damn!"
"3 billion for a mansion, thatâs insane!"
"This is a truly astronomical price, absolutely!"
"What an astonishing dark horse!"
Feng Wanshan almost spat blood, pointing at Zhang Dafu and cursing, "Zhang Dafu, are you out of your mind!"
Zhang Dafu calmly replied, "My young master is just that rich and willful, seeing you so inexperienced, havenât you seen anything like this?"
Feng Wanshan was left speechless, only able to fume.
The host was so excited his voice shook: "3 billion, does anyone want to raise the bid? Mr. Feng, do you want to bid more?"
Feng Wanshan was so angry he was gasping for breath, saying nothing.
The host then said, "3 billion once, 3 billion twice, sold!"
Bang!
The gavel fell!
The mysterious buyer, Mr. Lin, successfully purchased Yunding Manor for 3 billion!
The news spread, shaking the entire Yun City.
Every street and alley discussed it, everyone guessing madly, who exactly is this Mr. Lin?
Various media began frantically digging for information, tracing through every Lin family possible.
Many wealthy people were closely watching, speculating endlessly.
But not a single person could guess Mr. Linâs true identity, as if he appeared out of nowhere, like a godsend!
Some speculated Mr. Lin might be a legendary hidden tycoon.
Others guessed Mr. Linâs personal assets might have already exceeded billions!
All kinds of exaggerated speculations filled Yun City in no time.
Mr. Lin quickly gained a nickname recognized by the public.
God of Wealth!
God of Wealth Mr. Lin!
At this time, Feng Wanshan sat paralyzed in his chair, dejected, like a defeated rooster.
He was utterly downcast, who is this Mr. Lin?
"No way, I must find out who you are!" Feng Wanshan muttered through gritted teeth, secretly vowing.
Additionally, after Mr. Lin bought Yunding Manor, a minor thing happened.
The security guard at Yunding Manor was fired.
Upon learning of his dismissal, the guardâs face turned pale, his sense of dignity and high salary vanished in an instant.
The guard cried for mercy, but there was no room for redemption, rumored to be ordered by Mr. Lin himself.
For the rest of his days, he would likely wonder who this Mr. Lin was and how he had offended him.
Meanwhile, as the whole city speculated about Mr. Linâs identity.
Lin Fan leisurely rode out of an inconspicuous alley on an electric scooter; he had just completed his last delivery of the day and was planning to go home.
"Did you hear? Yunding Manor was bought for 3 billion!"
A passerby exclaimed in surprise.
Immediately, a group of passersby gathered and began to discuss enthusiastically.
That person animatedly described what he saw on TV, so excited it was as if he had bought Yunding Manor himself.
Indeed, at this time, just mentioning Yunding Manor would instantly make you the center of attention, drawing a crowd and gaining a sense of presence you wouldnât usually enjoy.
If you boasted about knowing Mr. Lin, it would be even more remarkableâyour usual indifferent goddess would likely come over for a chat.
Of course, boasting is risky; when the goddess finds out you donât know Mr. Lin at all, she may never heed you again.
Lin Fan overheard the discussion among passersby and thought to himself, 3 billion, not that much really...
Just then, a call came from Zhang Dafu, prompting Lin Fan to stop and take the call.
"Boss, Iâve already bought Yunding Manor, spent 3 billion; do you think it was too expensive?" Zhang Dafu asked cautiously, even though Lin Fan had said money was not an issue, he still feared Lin Fan might blame him for overspending.
Lin Fan smiled slightly: "You worked hard, as long as itâs bought, 3 billion is not expensive at all."
The roadside crowd overheard this, all looking at Lin Fan as if he were crazy.
Then came a wave of ridicule.
Passerby A: "Whatâs that delivery guy saying, 3 billion isnât expensive?"
Passerby B: "As if you could afford it, pretending out of your league!"
Passerby C: "Look at this clueless nobody, acting like heâs seen the world!"
"..."
Lin Fan smiled slightly; the mansion was indeed purchased by him, and 3 billion really wasnât much to him.
Lin Fan saw no need to argue with these passersby, instructing Zhang Dafu: "Dafu, once the formalities are done, just tell me to wire the money."
After hanging up, Lin Fan drove off on his scooter.
At this moment, the roadside TV was still broadcasting live, the camera turned to Zhang Dafu, and the reporter prepared to interview him.
Immediately, the group of passersby was all drawn to it.
Reporter: "Mr. Zhang, would 3 billion for Mr. Lin also be an astronomical figure? Does it need to be paid in installments?"
Zhang Dafu chuckled: "You know nothing of my young masterâs wealth, I just talked to him, he said once the formalities are done, just tell him to wire the money!"
The crowd paused for a moment, why did that sound so familiar?
Damn!
Wasnât that what the delivery guy just said!
Damn!
That delivery guy is Mr. Lin!
All at once, the onlookersâ worldview was overturned, but unfortunately, it was too dark earlier, and most hadnât even noticed what Lin Fan looked like.
By then, Lin Fan had already disappeared without a trace.
On Lin Fanâs way home, people were talking about Yunding Manor everywhere.
All these people speculated about who Mr. Lin was, without realizing Mr. Lin was riding past them on a scooter...
Lin Fan returned to the apartment he rented, seeing several elderly ladies chatting together, including his landlady, Aunt Li.
They were also discussing Yunding Manor.
Stopping his scooter in the corridor, Lin Fan thought for a moment and said, "Aunt Li, I might be moving out soon, just letting you know."
Aunt Li joked, "Little Fan, are you moving to Yunding Manor?"
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Yes, Auntie, how did you know?"
His words were true, but they obviously didnât believe him, and the group of elderly ladies burst out laughing.