Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With



At the same time, Qin Weiming also picked up his cup and poured the tea into his mouth.

Instantly, his tiger eyes widened as he shouted, "Good tea!"

Then, he picked up the teapot, poured another full cup, and brought it to his mouth.

"Old Qin, my cup is empty too."

"Don't you have hands?" Qin Weiming glanced at him."

Although he said that, he still poured a cup for her.

Then, he said to Hong Hanlin and the others, "Don't just sit there. Take your own cups and drink!

"Why… Do you want me to serve you?"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly said, "We'll do it ourselves…"

As a matter of fact, when they heard Qin Weiming and Zhang Jian's praises, they were already very interested in the tea.

However, due to Qin Weiming's and Zhang Jian's identities, they did not dare to make a move.

Hearing Qin Weiming's words, the crowd did not hesitate anymore. They picked up their teacups and poured the tea into their mouths.

As soon as the tea entered their throats, a refreshing feeling that they had never felt before immediately surfaced in their hearts.

This feeling… It was as if their bodies, throats, and even their stomachs… were all weighed down by mud.

However, they were suddenly washed by a clear spring.

It was a sense of clarity and relaxation that they had never felt before.

Everyone's faces revealed an intoxicated expression that was difficult to conceal.

At this moment, Zhang Jian, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said, "I've drunk quite a bit of tea before, but even they are far inferior to this tea… Little Brother Lin, what kind of tea is this?"

Everyone around pricked up their ears. It was obvious that they were also very concerned about this.

If they could drink this tea often, it would definitely be a pleasure.

If they gave it to someone else, it would definitely be the best gift!

Lin Fan replied, "I used a special method to grow these tea leaves. There are very few of them.

"After drinking this tea, it can make one feel refreshed. It detoxifies and nourishes the skin. It can also help prolong one's life... It's very magical. It's a little like the spiritual liquid in fantasy novels, so I call Spirit Tea."

After all, Lin Fan could not say that he got it from a red packet.

Of course, even if he did say it, everyone would only think that he was joking.

When everyone heard that Lin Fan had used a special method to grow the tea and that the amount was very small, they all revealed a helpless look.

Forget about giving the tea as gifts, they might not even be able to drink it a second time.

Zhang Jian said, "This tea actually has such magical effects… Spirit Tea? It's a good name!"

Although he said that, he did not care much about whether he could maintain his appearance and prolong his life.

The key was that the tea was indeed delicious.

After a pause, Zhang Jian continued, "My body is getting worse and worse year by year. Maybe I won't be able to open my eyes again when I close them one day. With these two bags of tea leaves, I think I should be able to hold on for a few more years.

"Little Brother Lin, thank you for the tea leaves!"

Qin Weiming, who was still drinking tea, shouted, "What do you mean by that?

"He gave the leaves to all of us!"

Lin Fan looked at the two old men who were like children fighting over their favorite toys. He could not help but laugh, "Although there aren't many tea leaves, I can still give some to Elder Qin next time."

"Haha!" Zhang Jian was overjoyed when he heard this. "Look..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he could not help but cough violently.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

In fact, he even seemed to be out of breath.

The expression of the middle-aged man with the badge on his shoulder changed drastically. He hurriedly shouted, "Doctors!"

Two doctors in white coats ran over quickly and went forward to help.

At this moment, Zhang Jian's coughing suddenly slowed down and disappeared.

He waved his hand and said, "There's no need. I'm fine now."

"Old Leader, for the sake of your health, it's better for you to have a physical examination first," said a short and thin doctor.

"It's just a cough. What's there to make a fuss about?!"

"Yes, Sir!"

The two doctors did not dare to say anything.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was not as relaxed as before. It became extremely solemn.

Everyone was worried about Zhang Jian's health.

At this moment, Lin Fan smiled and said, "Indeed, Elder Zhang is just coughing. There's no need to make a fuss about it. Just drink some water."

As he spoke, Lin Fan spent ten million yuan to buy Medical Water from the system and handed it to Zhang Jian.

The middle-aged man with the badge on his shoulder frowned slightly and took a step forward, looking like he wanted to say something.

"That's right!" Zhang Jian said casually. "I'll just drink some water and I'll be all better." 

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand to receive the Medical Water and was about to pour it into his mouth.

"Old Leader, you can't!" The middle-aged man hurriedly dissuaded him.

Then, he said to Lin Fan in a very strict tone, "What kind of water is this?"

Lin Fan understood that this was the responsibility of the middle-aged man.

Dedication to duty was the most basic requirement of a soldier, not to mention that he probably held a higher position.

Therefore, Lin Fan was not angry. He opened his mouth and prepared to explain.

However, Zhang Jian shouted, "What are you shouting for?! Isn't it just a small bottle of water?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he poured it into his mouth.

Gulp!

"Old Leader!" The middle-aged man widened his eyes and shouted.

Zhang Jian acted as if he did not hear him. He curled his lips and said, "It doesn't seem to have much taste. It can't compare to the Spirit Tea just now."

Then, he shouted, "Alright, I've drunk the tea and the water… Let's play two games of chess now!"

Lin Fan nodded his head and said, "Alright."

Qin Weiming shouted, "Lin Fan, don't hold back. You have to win him!"

As he spoke, he even rolled up his sleeves.

That appearance… it was as if he was going to fight someone.

"You're a junior, so you can start first," Zhang Jian said.

"Then I'll accept your offer," Lin Fan said.

"Fire the cannon!"

"Pegasus!"

The two of them moved the chess pieces quickly. It made a crisp sound when the chess pieces touched the surface of the board. It was like a hurried piece of music.

It had to be said that Zhang Jian's chess skills were indeed not bad.

At least… he was the strongest player Lin Fan had played with so far.

However, Zhang Jian had encountered... Lin Fan. He had Professional Chess Skills and Absolute Focus.

As the game progressed, Zhang Jian's reaction became slower and slower.

However, Lin Fan was getting faster and faster.

At this moment, Lin Fan moved the chess piece again and said, "General, dead chess piece!"

Zhang Jian was slightly stunned. Obviously, he had not thought of this move.

Qin Weiming, who was sitting beside him, laughed and said, "Hahaha! Good! Lin Fan played well! As expected, you didn't disappoint me! I didn't ask you to come here in vain!"