The Strongest Tycoon

Ms Mei didn't dare to not let Qiao Chen go. When she investigated Lin Fan's identity, her first reaction was disbelief. She thought she had made a mistake.    

    

But after repeatedly verifying that the information was accurate and accurate, Ms Mei's forehead immediately broke out in cold sweat and was so scared that she almost could not stand.    

    

There were many families in this world, but the only one that could make her feel extreme fear was the Lin's.    

    

The Lin Family was an underground king family that controlled one-third of the world's wealth. Compared to her, the so-called king of Mingzhou City, it was simply the difference between a small monster and the Jade Emperor.    

    

As long as the Lin Family had a single thought, the Eye of Dark Night would be turned into ashes overnight. This was not an exaggeration.    

    

Ms Mei did not expect Lin Fan to have such a powerful background. She also did not expect that the heir of the Lin Family would undergo family training in the Mingzhou.    

    

She felt a wave of fear and fear in her heart. She had almost offended Lin Fan to death just now. If there was no way to save Lin Fan, then she would be doomed forever.    

    

After that, Ms Mei felt lucky that Lin Fan was not too strong and had given her enough leeway. There was a trace of excitement in her heart.    

    

If she could maintain a good relationship with Lin Fan and the Lin Family, then the future of Eye of Dark Night would be limitless.    

    

Ms Mei hoped to borrow Lin Fan's background to develop and strengthen Eye of Dark Night, so she fawned over Lin Fan and sent Qiao Chen and him out of the club.    

    

When they stood on the street, a cool breeze blew over. Qiao Chen only regained her senses after trembling for a while.    

    

"I have left Eye of Dark Night. I will never be controlled by them again?"    

    

Qiao Chen felt very incredulous in her heart. She left the huge net that she thought she would not be able to break free from just like that. All of this happened too quickly, making her feel like she was in an unrealistic dream.    

    

She looked at the indifferent Lin Fan beside her. She was even more puzzled. What kind of identity did he have to make Ms Mei, who had such a powerful force, bow to him?    

    

Qiao Chen knew that Lin Fan was definitely not an ordinary Rich Second Generation. Otherwise, he would not be able to take her away so easily.    

    

But she was also puzzled. Since Lin Fan had an extraordinary identity, why did he still pick up trash from school for three years? This was really against common sense.    

    

Lin Fan saw Qiao Chen's various expressions on her face, and his expression was conflicted. He said, "Don't let your imagination run wild. You have already left Eye of Dark Night. Isn't it worth being happy about?"    

    

Qiao Chen smiled, "If it wasn't for you, Ms Mei wouldn't have let me go so easily. Now I really don't know how to repay you."    

    

Speaking up to this point, Qiao Chen thought about how she threw herself into Lin Fan's arms in the private room and immediately became shy again.    

    

"Although you didn't have any relationship with me just now, my first time will always be saved for you. When you want it, you can come and find me at any time." After Qiao Chen said those words with her eyes closed, she was shocked.    

    

Qiao Chen did not know why she would say such bold words, but since she said it, she could not take it back. She did not know that she had some resistance just now, but now she had some expectations.    

    

Lin Fan laughed involuntarily. Since Qiao Chen had said such words as a girl, wouldn't it make her very sad if he rejected her directly?    

    

He nodded. "Okay."    

    

Qiao Chen saw Lin Fan agree and immediately did not dare to look at him again. "I will go back to school first."    

    

As she spoke, she quickly stopped a taxi and got in. She ran away like a wisp of smoke and disappeared.    

    

Lin Fan smiled and also stopped a taxi.    

    

"I want to go to East Street."    

    

After Lin Fan told the driver the address, he leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes, deep in thought.    

    

Wu Zihao wanted to use the champion of the fashion design competition as the stepping stone for the family's new industry. The first step of Lin Fan's counterattack was to make him unable to win the championship.    

    

Lin Fan recalled Xu Murann saying that she also wanted to participate in the international fashion competition. The corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a smile.    

    

Wu Zihao, I'll let you relax for a few days first. You won't have a chance to be proud of yourself in the future.    

    

"Little brother, we have arrived at East Street." The driver said.    

    

Lin Fan opened his eyes and looked at both sides of the street. The East Street was a relatively crowded place in the Mingzhou City. The reason Lin Fan came here was to buy a car.    

    

Generally speaking, men would have feelings for cars that they could not part with. Buying a car was like looking for a partner. Many men even called cars their wives and would especially cherish their cars.    

    

Lin Fan was no exception. The car provided by the family belonged to the family, although it was allocated to him. After all, it was not the model Lin Fan liked, and he usually did not want to use it.    

    

When they arrived at the entrance of unknown VTR 4S shop, Lin Fan's eyes lit up, and he asked the driver to stop at the side.    

    

The VTR was a top brand that specialized in producing pureblood cross-country cars. The exterior design of each car was very tough and sturdy, and it was very much in line with Lin Fan's taste.    

    

People said that real men played with off-road vehicles, and only weak men drove sports cars. Lin Fan agreed with this point of view. He did not like the exaggerated appearance of sports cars and the short body of the car, which made people feel weak just by looking at it.    

    

Lin Fan walked into the store. A beautiful sales lady saw him enter and greeted him.    

    

"Hello, aren't you Lin Fan?" The female Salesman looked at Lin Fan and said in surprise.    

    

Lin Fan asked curiously. "You know me?"    

    

"I am Wang Xiaolee. We were in the same class when we were in the first year of high school. After the second year of high school, we were no longer in the same class. Don't you remember me?"    

    

Lin Fan really did not remember her. He felt a little awkward. After thinking for a while, he vaguely remembered that there was such a classmate.    

    

"It's you. You're dressed so formally. I didn't recognize you at all." Lin Fan smiled and said.    

    

Wang Xiaolee was quite pretty. She wore a snow-white shirt on her upper body, which stuck close to her body. Her chest was very obvious. She was wearing black tights, which made her legs long and slender. She had delicate makeup on her face, which made her look professional and experienced.    

    

Wang Xiaolee kept looking at Lin Fan. She saw Lin Fan get off the taxi just now, and now she saw Lin Fan dressed like a normal person, with a backpack on his back. She suddenly had a sense of superiority in her heart.    

    

After many people entered society, they met classmates whom they had not seen for a long time, and they all wanted to compete with each other. It was very strange, but it was a very common phenomenon.    

    

Did you buy a house? Did you buy a car? How much was the house? What brand was the car? What kind of work was it? Even if the wife was not beautiful, the child's intelligence could be compared.    

    

If they found out that they were stronger than others, they would feel a sense of satisfaction and superiority in their hearts.    

    

Wang Xiaolee's current state of mind was like this. After working for a few years, she had long been able to determine the social status of this person through a person's clothing, appearance, and temperament.    

    

In Wang Xiaolee's eyes, Lin Fan was clearly the kind of ordinary person who ran around on the streets. Wang Xiaolee instantly looked down on Lin Fan. She felt that it was too embarrassing for a boy to be like this.    

    

She looked at Lin Fan, who was carrying a bag on his back. She asked plainly, "Lin Fan, what are you doing here? Are you here to sell your credit cards?"