What? Yun Cityâs wealthiest?
Fan Zheyu froze, gazing up at Lin Fan in shock. Wei Yueâer just said, what, Lin Fan is Yun Cityâs wealthiest?
"Are you kidding, Yueâer? Donât joke around here. This country bumpkin, how could he be Yun Cityâs wealthiest? Even if you donât fancy me, you donât have to try to scare me like this!" Fan Zheyu chuckled.
He had been calling Lin Fan a country bumpkin and a poor ghost for some time now. If Lin Fan were truly Yun Cityâs wealthiest, then heâd be super embarrassed.
Wei Yueâer said, "Why would I lie to you? If you donât believe it, you can ask the villagers around you. They all know."
The villagers watching nodded in agreement.
Fan Zheyu saw this, and laughed angrily, "Alright, you country bumpkins, did you all band together to mess with me? A group of poor ghosts, of course, youâre all from his village, youâd gang up against an outsider like me!"
The villagers shook their heads again, denying Fan Zheyuâs words.
Fan Zheyu suddenly had an idea, looked at Lin Fan, and chuckled, "Country bumpkin, today Iâll show you what money can doâitâs like a devil making a deal!"
Lin Fan responded with an "Oh," "What did you say?"
Fan Zheyu took out his wallet. A real leather wallet, anyone who knew their stuff would recognize it right away. Just this wallet alone costs at least over ten thousand yuanâtruly the mark of a wealthy man.
Fan Zheyu opened his wallet, a wad of red bills insideâreally enticing. Several tens of thousands!
A wealthy man is indeed different. Randomly carrying tens of thousands of cash, the villagers watching had never seen so much money. Their eyes were all wide.
Fan Zheyu leisurely drew a red bill from the wallet.
Then he pointed at an older lady with his finger.
"Auntie, come out, donât just stare. Iâm talking about you. Talk to me honestly, and this 100 yuan is yours. Tell me, is Lin Fan Yun Cityâs wealthiest?" Fan Zheyu said.
Auntie said, "Yes."
Fan Zheyu was at a loss, damn it, canât even buy off this auntie for a hundred yuan.
"Next one!" Fan Zheyu said angrily.
Auntie held out her hand, "You said youâd give me a hundred for speaking honestly, hand over the hundred yuan."
Fan Zheyu said, "Damn, is that the truth? Get out of here."
Auntie wasnât happy, but didnât dare argue with Fan Zheyu, and could only curse under her breath, "Crazy!"
Fan Zheyu pointed at an elderly man and said, "Old man, you tell me. Considering your age, you wouldnât lie, right? At such an age, you should keep some morals. Tell me, is Lin Fan Yun Cityâs wealthiest? Tell me the truth, Iâll give you 300! Looking at your outfit, things must be difficult at home. Iâll give you a chance to earn 300 yuan!"
The old man, not only old but quite sharp, clearly learned from the auntieâs experience, said, "Give me the money first, then Iâll tell you the truth."
Just 300 yuan, Fan Zheyu didnât hesitate and handed three red bills to the old man.
"Old man, you can speak now."
The old man clutched the three red bills, quite pleased, and said, "Young man, Iâve never lied in my life. You can ask around everywhere if Old Chen has ever deceived anyone."
The villagers nodded in agreement. Uncle Chen might not have much ability, but he had a great reputation and was known for his integrity.
Fan Zheyu said, "Alright, old man, just say it!"
The old man said, "This kid Lin Fan indeed is Yun Cityâs wealthiest. At first, I didnât believe it either, but yesterday the city party secretary and the mayor came, and personally verified it."
Fan Zheyu was stunned; the old man sounded pretty convincing, then angrily said, "Damn, youâre cheating me out of my money!"
The old man protested, "I told you I donât lie, I earned this 300 yuan fairly, donât sully my reputation young chap."
Fan Zheyu fumed but wasnât about to snatch away the old manâs 300 yuan, so he pointed at a young fellow: "You, tell me the truth, Iâll give you ten thousand yuan!"
Everyone gasped!
What a generous offer, ten thousand yuan!
The young fellow, as if he hit the jackpot, quickly agreed.
Fan Zheyu mentally chuckled; the previous 100 yuan, 300 yuan amounts were evidently too little, couldnât bribe these villagers. This time he went all out, ten thousand yuan, he didnât believe the villagers would continue lying!
"Tell me, is Lin Fan Yun Cityâs wealthiest?" Fan Zheyu said.
The young fellow, without thinking, nodded, "Yes, Brother Fan, he is Yun Cityâs wealthiest."
Fan Zheyu almost coughed up blood, damn, still the same answer, does this young fellow not want to earn even ten thousand yuan!
After speaking, seeing that Fan Zheyu didnât intend to give him money, the young fellowâs smile disappeared: "Hey, I told you the truth, hand over the money?"
This is not just 100 yuan or 300 yuan but ten thousand yuan. Working out of town, itâs three monthsâ wages. This money canât just be forgotten; we agreed on this, itâs what heâs owed.
Fan Zheyu angrily said, "You still want money!"
The young fellow got angry too, "Damn, youâre trying to swindle me now, huh? You donât even realize where you are; fellows, this bruteâs playing tricks, beat him!"
The young fellow led the charge toward Fan Zheyu, followed by some sturdy lads and other villagers who had long been disgruntled with this Fan Zheyu. All swarmed toward him.
Though Fan Zheyu had learned martial arts, could handle one young fellow easily, with so many rushing at him, he couldnât cope. After taking several punches and kicks, he finally couldnât stand it anymore and fled.
The crowd gave chase.
Fan Zheyu hurriedly grabbed some money and threw it down, saying, "You wretched commoners, poor ghosts, Iâll leave this money as alms for beggars!"
The young fellow angrily said, "Damn, this guyâs mouth is too dirty, canât help but hit him!"
The villagers were furious; Fan Zheyu had already incited a general outrage. Despite giving the money, they continued to chase, determined to give Fan Zheyu a beating.
Fan Zheyu feared to stay any longer, like a stray dog, fled hastily, quickly retreating to his car, started it, and escaped swiftly.
Bam!
The young fellow couldnât catch Fan Zheyu, picked up a brick from the ground, threw it over, smashing the rear light of the five-million-yuan Ferrari sports car.
Hearing the light shatter, Fan Zheyu almost cried, damn it, the repair costs alone will be hundreds of thousands, such a huge loss this time, but he dared not stop to investigate and instead pressed the gas pedal.
In a flash, the sports car sped into the distance, Fan Zheyu didnât dare look back.
On the ground, all that remained was the shattered light of the Ferrari sports car.
Seeing this ridiculous scene, Lin Fan couldnât help but laugh. He hadnât done anything at all; this Fan Zheyu really brought it upon himself, came up with such a lousy idea, made a mess of things.
Just timely, Lin Fan wanted to send Fan Zheyu away; this saved him the effort.
Meanwhile, Fan Zheyu fled hurriedly, not daring to stop for a moment, cursed angrily as he drove out of West River Village, initially thinking about repairing the car, but realized a place like Tianhai City wouldnât be able to fix a luxury car, so he sped back directly to Jiangnan.
At three in the afternoon, Fan Zheyu suddenly remembered something, opened his phone, and checked the stock market.
Suddenly, Fan Zheyu was stunned!
The stock market closed, today, a new stock on the GEM boardâTaikang Biopharmaceuticalâactually skyrocketed twentyfold!
One million turned into twenty million!
Lin Fan was actually right!
Oh my god!
Fan Zheyu, like a madman, hurriedly picked up his phone and started investigating, the investigation target was Yun Cityâs wealthiest.
Finally, a picture appeared before Fan Zheyuâs eyes, and strikingly, it was Lin Fan!
Fan Zheyu was instantly stunned.