Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With



How much golden thread nanmu was used to build such a huge house?

How much was it worth?

No one could answer this question.

Not long after…

Bedding, purified water, toiletries, and other things were sent over.

Perhaps it was because they were staying in a house made out of golden thread nanmu, but that night, Lin Fan and Zhang Ting slept very comfortably.

...

They were comfortable, but some people could not sleep or eat in peace.

Liu Wei had just returned home. His wife, Zhang Mudan, saw the miserable appearance of her son, Liu Kaijun, at a glance. His face was red and swollen.

"What's going on?" Zhang Mudan shouted. "Son, tell me, who hit you?! I'll definitely teach him a lesson!"

Then, she looked at Liu Wei, who was sitting on the sofa and about to smoke. She shouted, "Smoking again? All you know is smoking!

"Why don't you smoke yourself to death? Don't you see that your son has gotten beaten up? Do you still want to smoke?!"

As she spoke, Zhang Mudan stepped forward and snatched the cigarette from Liu Wei's hand.

Liu Wei was furious. He shouted, "Fuck! What are you shouting for? He was beaten up? Let me tell you, I was the one who hit him! If you weren't usually conniving, why would he cause trouble outside?!"

At this point, Liu Wei's heart was filled with anger again. He slapped Zhang Mudan's face.

A loud voice echoed in the living room.

This slap directly stunned Zhang Mudan.

She looked at Liu Wei in disbelief.

At this moment, Liu Wei's phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was a call from the director of his mold factory.

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

An anxious voice could be heard from the other end.

"President Liu, there's bad news. Speedy Electric, Carl Medical, Wang Family Machinery... Almost all the companies that are working with us called to say that there's a problem with our quality. Not only will they stop working with us in the future, but they also want us to compensate them…"

"We'll immediately resolve the quality issue they raised," Liu Wei said. "We'll also offer a solemn apology and take the initiative to compensate them. However, we must continue our cooperation…"

Liu Wei hung up after a long while.

He had just hung up when the phone rang again.

This time, it was his factory manager who called.

Liu Wei pressed the answer button hard.

"President Liu, bad news. Starlight Equipment Company, Dongfang Company, Southern Sky Company… All the companies that are working with us are saying that there's a problem with our quality. They say that they want to terminate their cooperation with us. They're also demanding compensation from us..." The factory manager said in a panic.

When Liu Wei heard this, his heart tightened.

A very bad premonition surged into his heart like a tidal wave.

However, he still forcefully suppressed that premonition to the bottom of his heart. He took a deep breath and said, "You..."

Liu Wei finally came up with another plan.

Then, he hung up.

However, immediately after…

His phone rang again.

"President Liu, bad news..."

If one of his companies had a problem, it might just be a coincidence.

However, two, three… If every business was facing problems, then it was definitely not a coincidence!

As Liu Wei listened to the bad news, he felt as if his strength had been drained. He even lost the strength to hold his phone and slowly dropped it to the ground.

He understood… that the punishment from the mysterious young man or the four great families had started!

The storm was unstoppable!

He... was done for!

...

On the other hand, in America.

Just as the Wang family's patriarch had said, Elder Ye seemed to be coming to Modu personally.

At this moment, Elder Ye, who had a head full of hair, raised his dragon-headed walking cane and slowly walked out of the manor.

"Dad, you haven't been feeling well. Do you have to go there yourself?" A middle-aged man could not help but ask. "Why not let Lin Fan come to America? After all, he's still very young."

Elder Ye, who had a peaceful expression on his face, suddenly had a cold look in his eyes.

He picked up the dragon-headed walking cane and whipped the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was in so much pain that the corners of his mouth twitched, but he did not dare to make a sound.

"Mr. Lin is the direct descendant of the founder and the current leader of the Qing Hong Sect!" Elder Ye said coldly. "All disciples of the Qing Hong Sect must treat themselves as juniors!

"This strike is just a small punishment!

"If anyone dares to call Mr. Lin by his name or disrespect him again, it won't be as simple as getting whacked by a stick!"

Just as the middle-aged man had said, Elder Ye was indeed not in good health.

After saying his piece, he could not help but cough violently.

He even coughed out traces of blood.

This scene almost scared everyone present.

"Elder Ye, are you alright?" someone cried out in fear.

"Doctor!"

"Doctor, come over!"

Soon, a doctor in a white coat rushed over with a medical kit on his back.

"There's no need to examine. I know my body." Elder Ye waved his hand. "Now, hurry up and go to the airport. I want to go to Modu immediately!"

"This…"

Everyone hesitated.

"What?" Elder Ye glared at them and shouted. "Are my words useless now?"

As soon as he said this, it was as if a tall mountain had appeared on everyone's shoulders. They were so frightened that they lowered their heads and no longer dared to say anything to stop him.

"To the airport!" Elder Ye said.

As he spoke, he got into the Rolls-Royce in front of him and sped toward the airport.

At this moment, a luxury plane had already stopped in the middle of the airport.

...

Meanwhile, in Jingbei.

An old man with a serious expression looked at the message on the screen and said in surprise, "Wha? Ye Xiu is going to Modu?

"This is very rare!

"He has made great contributions in the past. We must let him feel our etiquette. At the same time, we must ensure his safety!

"Call Modu immediately!" the old man said.

Immediately after, Audis and Jeeps quickly drove into Modu Airport, causing the originally noisy Modu Airport to have a sense of solemnity that had not been seen in a long time.

...

Lin Fan was completely oblivious to all of this.

When the morning sun shone on the window sill, Lin Fan slowly opened his eyes.

He glanced at his phone screen out of habit.

At this moment, there were two messages on his phone.

[Notice from Merchant Bank: 37,893,200 yuan was deposited into your account.]

[6:10, Qin Yuxuan: Lin Fan, you're in Modu?]

Lin Fan chose to ignore the first message.

Lin Fan focused his attention on the second message and made a call.

The phone only rang for a moment before the call was picked up.

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

Lin Fan said, "Yes, have you returned to Modu?"

"I'm back!" Qin Yuxuan said.

"Okay, then I'll come look for you later. By the way, is there anywhere you want to do?" Lin Fan asked.

Qin Yuxuan thought for a moment and said, "Orlando!" I've been in Modu for so many years, and I've always wanted to go to Orlando!"

Lin Fan immediately said, "Alright, then we'll go to the theme park today."

"Yay!" Qin Yuxuan shouted excitedly like a child.

The two of them chatted sweetly for a while before hanging up.

Then, Lin Fan slowly walked out of his room and started to wash up.

When he arrived at the dining hall, there were already Australian lobster, matsutake egg tarts, M9 beef, and many other exquisite and delicious dishes on the table.

At this moment, Zhang Ting happened to walk over.

Lin Fan said, "Cousin, you're awake too. Let's eat something."

"Alright." Zhang Ting nodded.

However, she did not eat slowly like Lin Fan.

She seemed to be in a hurry and was wolfing down her food.

Lin Fan said, "Cousin, eat slowly. Don't choke."

Eat slowly?

With so many precious and delicious delicacies, she wished she could swallow her own tongue. How could she slow down just because she wanted to?