Jin Hesheng, the largest shareholder of the top law firm Xingquan Law Firm, a gold-medal lawyer, undefeated in his career, renowned far and wide.
Jin Hesheng smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, upon hearing that your Mortal Groupâs market value has surpassed a billion, I just finished my case and was planning to call and congratulate you."
Lin Fan is the third largest shareholder of Xingquan. Jin Hesheng has always held a bit of awe towards Lin Fan because he still canât understand what extraordinary means Lin Fan used to acquire shares in their law firm.
As for this mysterious tycoon, Jin Heshengâs attitude is to avoid offending him and to foster a good relationship.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Thank you. I called you this time mainly because of a case..."
Lin Fan explained the situation.
Jin Hesheng quickly said, "Alright, Iâll personally go to the police station and immediately draft the complaint!"
After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan looked at the muscular man and said, "Iâve entrusted Lawyer Jin Hesheng from Xingquan Law Firm to sue you. Youâll see each other soon at the police station."
The muscular manâs face changed drastically.
Xingquan Law Firm, its reputation is legendary!
Jin Hesheng is the supreme figure of Xingquan Law Firm.
Lin Fan actually managed to mobilize Jin Hesheng!
"You little brat!"
The muscular man, agitated, wanted to rush forward to hit Lin Fan. However, as soon as he moved, he felt a fierce pain in the place where Lin Fan had kicked him earlier, and suddenly his whole body was powerless, leaving him with no strength to hit Lin Fan.
Two policemen took the opportunity to arrest him and had him taken away.
The muscular man excitedly said, "Officer, he just kicked me; you should arrest him too!"
The policeman coldly said, "He acted in self-defense, stop shouting nonsense."
Without further ado, they shoved the muscular man into the police car.
Lin Fan chuckled in his heart. With Jin Hesheng taking action, this guy would have to stay in jail for a few years. His earlier kick, though not very apparent, had already caused irreversible internal injuries to the other party, leading to an inevitable demise over time.
This scumbag no longer had any chance to take revenge on Lin Fan because the day he was released from prison would be the day he suddenly died!
And so the muscular man was taken away by the police.
Lin Fan turned and got into the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.
Everyone watched the Cullinan drive away, dumbfounded; the whole process from Lin Fanâs arrival to the resolution of the matter was so cool.
One couldnât help but sigh, having money is great. The muscular man really made a mistake provoking Lin Fan, this tycoon; it was truly a path to self-destruction.
No one would sympathize with the muscular man. He was simply scum, and everyone felt he deserved it. If he really went to jail, it would be immensely satisfying.
Inside the Cullinan.
Lin Dawei was utterly bewildered, feeling as if he was dreaming, an unreal dream.
He found himself inside a car, such a luxurious car. Even though he didnât know much about cars, he could tell it must be worth a lot.
"Little Fan, is this car yours?" Lin Dawei swallowed hard, asking in disbelief.
He initially thought Lin Fan would come to pick him up on an electric scooter or by bus, but it turned out to be such a small car!
Lin Fan was pondering how to explain it to Lin Dawei.
"If itâs someone elseâs car, wouldnât it be bad if we made it dirty," Lin Dagui added a bit awkwardly, "It must belong to someone else, right? Little Fan, where would you get the money to buy such a car, this car doesnât look cheap at all."
Zhao Jiayi was a bit puzzled; isnât this uncle a relative of the chairman? Why does he seem unaware that the chairman is rich?
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Rest assured, uncle, this car is mine."
Lin Dawei was surprised and said, "You bought a car? It seems being a food delivery worker is quite profitable. How much did this car cost, does it cost ten million?"
Zhao Jiayi broke out in a cold sweat. This car, ten million, could probably buy one wheel... Surely not, could the chairmanâs uncle really think the chairman is working as a food delivery guy? What a joke, a food delivery guy couldnât afford a Rolls-Royce Cullinan costing eighty million even in several lifetimes.
Lin Fan said, "Well, roughly, this car isnât very expensive."
He didnât plan to explain too much to Lin Dawei for now. In Lin Daweiâs eyes, buying a ten million car was already remarkable. If he were to tell him he had multi-billion assets, he might scare him into fainting.
Lin Fan bought a "ten million" car, Lin Dawei felt genuinely happy for Lin Fan; it looked like Little Fan was making progress. When he gets back to the village and tells the villagers, heâd feel proud, and Lin Fanâs parents would have even more face.
There werenât many people in the village who could afford to own a car.
Lin Dawei looked at Zhao Jiayi then and said, "And this young lady... is she your girlfriend? Not bad, very pretty. Little Fan, seems like being a delivery guy has really paid off, you bought a car and even found a girlfriend."
Hearing this, Zhao Jiayiâs hand shook, nearly causing a crash, she broke out in a cold sweat, quickly saying, "Iâm not, I donât dare..."
Her face blushed, her heart racing.
Lin Dawei actually mistook her for the chairmanâs girlfriend; this was too embarrassing. Although everyone would want to be Lin Fanâs girlfriend, she wasnât, especially in front of the chairman...
Lin Fan felt amused in his heart and said, "Uncle, you misunderstood. Jiayi is not my girlfriend, just... an ordinary friend."
Zhao Jiayiâs heart fluttered; she was just his secretary, the chairman gave her too much credit, boohoo, even if she couldnât be the chairmanâs girlfriend, being a friend was satisfying!
She now understood that Lin Dawei really didnât know the chairman was rich, and apparently, the chairman didnât plan on explaining it.
She needed to cooperate with the chairman.
"Yes, uncle, Lin...Fan and I are just good friends," Zhao Jiayi said, her face deeply flushed, but her heart was delighted.
Lin Dawei was a bit disappointed; he thought Little Fan had found such a beautiful girlfriend. If that had been true, his parents would have been overjoyed, as they had long wanted to have grandchildren.
"Sorry, young lady, I misunderstood you," Lin Dawei said, a bit apologetically.
Zhao Jiayi said, "Itâs alright..."
Lin Dawei said to Lin Fan, "Little Fan, seriously, you should really find yourself a proper girlfriend, your parents are eager to have grandchildren."
Upon hearing that, Zhao Jiayi couldnât help but chuckle, and then she thought how wonderful it would be if she really were the chairmanâs girlfriend. The thought made her blush down to the roots of her neck.
Lin Fan was a bit sweaty: "I know, Iâll try my best. Uncle, howâs your back injury? Once we reach the hospital, Iâll find a surgeon to have a look at it?"
Lin Dawei said, "Itâs nothing serious, resting should suffice. Little Fan, you booked a hospital bed for me, right?"
Lin Fan said, "Yes, itâs been booked."
Yun City Peopleâs Hospital.
Lin Fan took Lin Dawei to the inpatient department. As they passed by the regular wards, Lin Dawei thought Lin Fan had booked a regular ward for him; he didnât know there were other wards.
But Lin Fan didnât stop at those regular wards; instead, he took him to the reserved VIP suite.
Opening the door, Lin Dawei was stunned.
The inside was so luxurious, just like what he saw on TV, where rich people lived in star-rated hotels.
"Little Fan, why did you bring me here?" Lin Dawei asked curiously.
Lin Fan said, "Uncle, youâll stay here."
Lin Fan entered, placing Lin Daweiâs bags on a chair.
Lin Dawei was dumbfounded: "Little Fan, did I hear you right? You mean, this is my ward?"
Lin Fan chuckled and said, "Yes, Uncle, come in quickly, youâll stay here during your hospital admission."
"Is this really a ward?" Lin Dawei still couldnât believe it, if it werenât for the medical equipment around; heâd think he was in a hotel.
Lin Fan said, "Itâs indeed a ward, a VIP suite, exclusively for you."
Lin Dawei said, "Such a nice ward, it must be costly, right? Little Fan, is it necessary? Why not switch to something cheaper?"
The elderly always tended to worry about money.
Lin Fan said, "I want you to stay comfortable, Uncle donât worry, this only costs a bit more than regular wards; I can afford it."
Only then did Lin Dawei dare to come in, looking around with admiration: "This ward is so much more luxurious than a home. Itâd be nice if our home could be this beautiful someday."
Lin Fan laughed and said, "The next time I go back to the countryside, Iâll build a villa thatâs ten times more beautiful than this. Uncle, howâs your back after the journey?"
Lin Dawei said, "Not too bad, a rest should do. Little Fan, have you arranged a bed for me here?"
Lin Fan said, "Yes, itâs all arranged."
By 3 pm.
The Yun City Business Conference was held, gathering business moguls from all sectors, all of whom are industry elites.
The central topic of conversation: Lin Fan!