Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With

Zhang Yong tried to persuade them for a while, but it was useless.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up. He also told Lin Fan, Xia Bing, and Xia Xue to go back and think about it.

Zhang Yong thought for a while and walked toward the counselor's office.

He wanted Sun Yaodong to help persuade them.

It was not easy for someone from Jiangbei University to win a National Award in the National Mathematical Modeling Competition.

Zhang Yong did not want to give up the opportunity to go further.

Sun Yaodong, who was drinking tea, stood up when he saw Zhang Yong.

"Professor Zhang, you're here because Lin Fan will be going to Jingbei, right? I'll definitely approve his leave!"

Now, as long as Sun Yaodong mentioned Lin Fan, his face would be filled with smiles.

He had really made a name for himself!

A National Award!

That was the only National Award of Jiangbei University!

"Lin Fan doesn't want to go to Jingbei," Zhang Yong said.

"Huh?"

As if a fishbone was stuck in Sun Yaodong's throat, his voice suddenly stopped.

...

At this time, Zheng Jinbao was blocked by two people outside the corridor.

"Zheng Jinbao, didn't you say that designing a drainage system is the simplest? What's going on now? We didn't even get the provincial third prize! I've asked a lot of people, and as long as they chose the drainage system, none of them won the award!" a man of medium build complained.

"My goal this year was to be second in the province!" the short man said.

The two of them were considered top students.

They placed great importance on this National Mathematical Modeling Competition.

However, the result was not what they had expected.

Zheng Jinbao could not help but feel a little guilty when he was interrogated by them.

He looked around and saw Lin Fan, who had just returned from Zhang Yong's place.

His squinted eyes immediately widened as he said, "That's because those who chose the drainage system aren't good enough!"

Then, he walked in front of Lin Fan and said, "This is my roommate, Lin Fan! He won the National Mathematical Modeling Award! He'll be going to Jingbei for an oral defense soon, and he might even come back with a Higher Education Cup!

"Do you know which question Brother Lin Fan chose?

"The drainage system!" Zheng Jinbao answered his own question.

Of course, the medium build and short man knew that Lin Fan had won a National Award.

This matter had long been spread.

However, they had no idea which question Lin Fan had chosen.

Zheng Jinbao said in the tone of an elder, "Don't look for the reason in others whenever there's a problem. You should reflect more on yourselves."

The two of them could not help but lower their heads and walk away.

Zheng Jinbao placed his hand on Lin Fan's shoulder and smiled. "Brother Lin Fan, thank you for your help!

"Oh right, Brother Lin Fan, when are you going to the capital?"

"I'm not going," Lin Fan said.

"Huh?" Zheng Jinbao squinted his eyes and blinked twice. He was a little stunned.

At this time, Sun Yaodong ran over in a hurry.

"Lin Fan, how can you not go to Jingbei to defend your dissertation? This is a very good opportunity! Your ability is outstanding. The honor of our class depends on you!" Sun Yaodong said.

These words again?

This time around, Lin Fan was not the only one who was speechless.

Zheng Jinbao was also speechless.

Sun Yaodong only knew how to spout such things to deceive people?

Sun Yaodong did not realize this and was about to say something.

At this moment, the bell rang in the school.

"Class is starting," Lin Fan said. "Counselor Sun, I'll go in first."

"Hey, you... You should think about it again," Sun Yaodong said.

In the back row.

"Brother Lin Fan, are you really not going to the capital to defend your dissertation?" Zheng Jinbao could not help but ask.

"You're not going to Jingbei for your oral defense?" Ma Zhong was surprised. "Why?"

Obviously, he knew the rules of the National Mathematical Modeling Competition.

Lin Fan yawned and said, "Do you guys have to be so excited? Why do I have to go to Jingbei?

"Instead of going so far to answer some questions, why don't I just sleep?"

What...

That was the selection for a National Award!

Countless people dreamed of going there.

Lin Fan... He actually said that it was better to sleep?

Ma Zhong opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the old professor had already walked in with a textbook.

Lin Fan listened to the old professor's lullaby-like lecture and quickly fell asleep.

When Lin Fan woke up, it was mealtime.

After having a leisurely lunch, he returned to the dormitory and prepared to sleep again.

At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

12:00 PM!

The red packets were here!

[Ding! Congratulations, you've received ten yuan.]

[Ding! Congratulations, you've received 300 yuan.]

...

[Ding! Congratulations, you've received 10,000 yuan.]

[Ding! Congratulations, you've received five yuan.]

Lin Fan received a total of 40,500 yuan from the red packets today.

He glanced at the red packets that he had received after spending three million yuan on the furniture yesterday.

He muttered in his heart, '300 red packets? I'll wait a little longer. I'll gather 1,000 of them and open them together.'

Then, he put his phone aside and fell asleep again.

...

At the same time, in the big conference room of Jiangbei University.

The professors and deans of the Mathematics Department were all gathered together.

They discussed in low voices. They were all puzzled as to why they were suddenly informed of a meeting.

As time went by, it was not only the members of the Mathematics Department who came but the members of other departments too... Even the school leaders had arrived.

This made everyone even more confused.

It was rare for Jiangbei University to hold such a large-scale meeting, especially since the meeting was hosted by the Mathematics Department.

The dean of the School of Mathematics, Hu Chuan, was sitting at the head of the table. He took a sip of tea leisurely and looked at Zhang Yong, who was sitting not far away. He seemed to be a little worried and smiled. "Professor Zhang, why do you look like you have something on your mind?"

"Dean Hu." Zhang Yong sighed. "You should know that the students from Jiangbei University won a National Award in the National Mathematical Modeling Competition this year.

Hu Chuan nodded and said, "I know about that. It's Lin Fan's team, right? That's a good thing. Why do you look so unhappy?"

"Lin Fan doesn't want to go to Jingbei to take part in the oral defense for the National Award..."

"Huh? Why not? What a great opportunity this is!"

"Does that child not know what an oral defense means?"

"I have to persuade him!"

"Does he have any difficulties?"

The surrounding professors and leaders were all surprised and asked one after another.

Zhang Yong said, "I've said everything I needed to say, but ... Lin Fan doesn't seem to be interested at all."

Hu Chuan, who was sitting at the head, thought for a while and said, "Since he doesn't want to go, then let's forget it."

"Huh?" Zhang Yong's mouth was half-open, and his face was full of confusion.

Hu Chuan continued, "I was already very surprised that Lin Fan participated in the mathematical modeling competition. At that time, I thought that he was probably just playing around.

"If we let Lin Fan do the oral defense, it would be the same as letting him bully others. It's normal for Lin Fan to choose not to go."

"Huh?" Zhang Yong's mouth was wide open, and he was even more confused.