The Richest Man In the World: Starting From Receiving 7 Billion Red Envelopes Chapter 432

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

As a result, Lin Fan and Zhang Ting could not feel any bumps, acceleration or braking while sitting in the car.

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

If it hadn't been for Zhang Ting's curiosity to open the curtains and see the tall buildings that were receding outside, she would have thought that the vehicle had been standing still.

"Crack!"

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

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

In front is a building with a sense of time.

Red bricks and green tiles, carved with jade columns.

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

Right above, there are two big characters: Mufu!

See here...

Zhang Ting couldn't help but froze for a moment, and said, "Didn't you mean to take us to the house of the ancestor? Why did you come here?"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

At this time, a Maybach, Rolls-Royce, and two Bentleys stopped aside.

Previously, all the members of the four major families who followed him got out of the car as if they were entourage.

The old patriarch of the Wang family respectfully said: "Mr. Lin, this Mu Mansion is the house of the ancestor, and it has always maintained its original appearance."

When Zhang Ting heard this, her mouth opened wide.

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

However, after hearing this answer, Zhang Ting was still shocked.

This Mufu, even if you don't measure it, is more than 1,000 square meters at a glance!

You know... this is the magic capital of every inch of land!

Regardless of the special value of the old buildings, the land price alone is already terrible.

Lin Fan ignored that much and nodded, "Okay, then let's go in and take a look."

"Okay." Wang's old family said.

Although, he is very old.

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

The old Patriarch of the Wang family came to the gate of Zhuqi, took out the key to the big bronze lock, and twisted it lightly.

"Crack!"

The door lock opened.

Suddenly, an elegant fragrance hits his face.

Lift your eyes and look in...

You can see the spotless ground and the blooming flowers.

The old Patriarch of the Wang family explained in due course: "We will let people come in for cleaning and maintenance every day."

Lin Fan nodded to show that he knew.

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

Generally speaking, houses that have been unoccupied for a long time will have a strange smell.

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

Lift your eyes and look up.

I saw...

On the walls are ancient poems dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and beautiful and simple pictures.

""Peach Blossom Temple Song", "Lushan Waterfall View"...Tang Bohu..."

Zhang Ting whispered and said, "These...couldn't they be the real works of Tang Bohu?"

If it was placed in the past, Zhang Ting would only be the same as in the royal box in the Mingyue Tower before, thinking it was just an imitation.

However, after contracting a whole floor of Mingyue Building and taking the extended version of Rolls Royce.

She gradually became a little uncertain.

The patriarch of the Wang family said: "These are indeed the authentic works of Tang Bohu."

"hiss!"

Zhang Ting couldn't help taking a breath.

Tang Bohu, that was the head of the four great talents in the Ming Dynasty.

The poem "Peach Blossom Temple Song" and the picture "Lushan Waterfall View" are arguably his most famous works.

How much would such two original works be worth?

She... can't believe it!

Lin Fan walked around the whole Mu Mansion, accompanied by members of the four major families.

He sniffed the fragrance in the air and looked at the antique furniture. For a while, he was also very interested.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker, Lin Fan said, "I will live here today."

Everyone in the four major families was slightly stunned.

live here?

If another person said such a thing, the next second, someone would be beaten up.

However, the person who said this was Lin Fan.

The descendant of the ancestor of Qinghongmen!

Lin Fan wondered: "What? Can't it?"

The old Patriarch of the Wang family said in a hurry, “Of course it's okay. I'll have someone bring the bedding, duvet cover, water, and all kinds of daily necessities in a while.”

This Mufu is the house of the ancestor of Qinghongmen.

And Lin Fan is the patriarch's descendant, the current sect master!

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

Lin Fan nodded in satisfaction and turned to Zhang Ting, "Cousin, are you going to live together today?"

In fact...

Zhang Ting is also very fascinated by this wooden mansion.

Walking here makes her feel like an ancient princess and gege.

Stayed here for one night, it was absolutely great!

So Zhang Ting nodded and said, "Okay."

After everyone wandered for a while again, Zhang Ting stroked a pillar and said, "What kind of wood is this house made of? It is golden and golden, and there is no trace of moth-eaten or decay."

The Wang family's old master 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 specifically studied wood.

However, she has read a piece of news, every inch of nanmu and every inch of gold!

The price of golden nanmu can be equal to gold!

How much golden nanmu is used for such a big house?

How much is it worth? !

Obviously no one answered this question.

Not long before...

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

Perhaps, it was the reason for living in the golden nanmu house.

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

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

As soon as Liu Wei returned home, his wife Zhang Mudan saw the miserable appearance of his son Liu Kaijun's face red and swollen.

Zhang Mudan yelled, "What's going on? Son, tell mom, who is the one who beat you?! I must make him look good!"

Then, she looked at Liu Wei who had just been sitting on the sofa and was about to smoke, and shouted: "Smoke, smoke, you know smoking!"

"Why don't you smoke yourself to death!? You haven't seen your son be beaten like this! Still pumping!"

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

Liu Wei was also angry and shouted: "Call, call, call! What is called!?"

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

"If it weren't for you to indulge, how could he make trouble outside?!"

Speaking of this, Liu Wei burst into flames again, and slapped Zhang Mudan's face with a slap.

"Snapped!"

A loud voice rippled back and forth in the hall.

This slap slapped Zhang Mudan directly.

She looked at Liu Wei in a daze, with a face full of disbelief.

"Jingle Bell!"

At this time, Liu Wei's cell phone rang a hurried ring.

He glanced at the call notification, which turned out to be the call from the director of his own mold factory.

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

I only heard 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 and said that our quality is problematic. Not only will we no longer cooperate with us in the future, but we will also give them compensation. …"

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

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

"Jingle Bell!"

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

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...all of the companies we cooperated with said that our quality was problematic, saying that they would terminate the cooperation with us and demand compensation from us..." The director said in a panic.

Liu Weiyan heard this, his heart tightened.

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

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

Liu Wei finally talked about the plan again.

Then I hung up the phone.

But, immediately...

His cell phone rang a hurried ring again.

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

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

However, it is definitely not an accident that two, three... or even all of them have problems!

"Patter!"

Listening to the bad news, Liu Wei seemed to be drained of energy. He even lost the strength to hold the phone and slowly dropped the phone to the ground.

He understands...that mysterious young man, or the punishment of the four big families...began!

Unable to resist the gust of wind and rain!

I... it's over!

On the other hand, the United States.

As the Wang Family Patriarch said earlier, Ye Lao seemed to be going to the Demon Capital himself.

At this moment, Ye Lao, with his head full of flowers, holding the leading cane, slowly walked out of the manor.

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? Or, let Lin Fan come to the United States? After all, he is still very young."

Originally, the peaceful Ye Lao's eyes suddenly drenched.

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

"Snapped!"

The middle-aged man's mouth twitched with pain, but he did not dare to scream.

Elder Ye said coldly: "Mr. Lin is the descendant of the patriarch, the master of the Qinghong Sect today! Any disciple of the Qinghong Sect must regard himself as a junior!"

"This stick is just a slight punishment!"

"If someone would dare to call Mr. Lin's name directly next time, or be disrespectful to him, it would definitely not be as simple as a stick!"

"Cough cough cough!"

As the middle-aged man just said, 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 at the scene.

Someone shouted in horror: "Lao Ye, are you okay?"

"Doctor!"

"Doctor, come here!"

Soon, a doctor in a white coat, carrying a medicine kit, hurried over.

Ye Lao waved his hand and said, "No need to look, my body, I know. Now, hurry up and go to the airport, I want to go to China Magic City immediately!"

"this…"

Everyone present hesitated.

Ye Lao's eyes widened and he shouted: "What? My words are no longer useful?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone seemed to have a high mountain on their shoulders, and they were so frightened that they lowered their heads and dared not say anything to stop them.

Ye Lao said: "Go to the airport!"

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

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

On the other hand, China, Beijing.

"Dididi!"

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

"This is a rare thing!"

"He has done a lot in the past. We must make him feel our etiquette. At the same time, we must ensure his safety!"

After a pause, the old man said: "Call the magic city immediately!"

Immediately after that, Audi and Jeep drove into the Magic City Airport quickly, making the originally noisy Magic City Airport a sense of solemnity that has not been experienced in a long time.

Lin Fan didn't know this at all.

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

He glanced at the phone screen habitually.

At this time, there are two short messages on the phone.

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

"6:10, Qin Yuxuan: Lin Fan, are you here?"

Lin Fan directly 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 little and was immediately connected.

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

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

Qin Yuxuan said: "I'm back!"

"Okay, then I will come to you later. By the way, is there any place I want to play?" Lin Fan asked.

Qin Yuxuan thought for a while, and said: "Disney! I have been in Magic Capital for so many years, and I have always wanted to go to Disneyland!"

Lin Fan said directly: "Okay, then we will go to Disney!"

"Yeah!" Qin Yuxuan exclaimed like a child.

The two chatted sweetly for a while, and then hung up the phone.

Then, Lin Fan slowly walked out of the room door and began to wash. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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

At this moment, Zhang Ting just came over.

Lin Fan said: "Cousin, you are also awake, hurry up and eat something."

Zhang Ting nodded and said, "Okay."

However, she didn't chew and savor slowly like Lin Fan did.

She seemed to be hurrying slowly, and she looked a little gobbled up.

Lin Fan said, "Cousin, eat slowly and stop choking."

Eat slowly?

With so many precious and delicious delicacies, she can't wait to swallow her own tongue into her belly. Where can she slow down if she wants to be slow?

PS: Two chapters in one!

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