The Richest Man In the World

The Richest Man In the World: Chapter 1: Seven billion people in the world gave me red envelopes!

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　　 Jiangbei City.

　　 At noon, Qingfeng Restaurant.

　　The woman with a melon-seeded face, black hair and an appearance of 85 points, casually glanced at Lin Fan, who was sitting on the opposite side, all dressed up, a look of disdain appeared on her face.

　　 For a while, the woman used a somewhat arrogant tone, and said: "First introduce myself, my name is Qiao Shiya, I am 23 years old this year, graduated from 211 college, and have an annual salary of 200,000 yuan."

　　 Lin Fan said: "My name is Lin Fan, I am 23 years old, graduated from high school, and my monthly salary is 4,000 yuan."

"Oh."

　　 Qiao Shiya casually replied, and the disdain on her face grew a bit more.

　　 At the same time, I started to blame my mother, why should I introduce myself to such a blind date!

　　Although, Lin Fan is a bit handsome.

　　 But, can you be handsome as a meal?

　　Education is not required!

　　 To work but not work!

　　 is simply a poor-hanging-silk!

　　 Lin Fan is not worthy of him at all!

　　 Qiao Shiya picked up the juice in front of her and drank it casually.

　　...

　　 Lin Fan admitted that Qiao Shiya is indeed very beautiful.

　　 However, her lofty tone and disdainful expression were all in Lin Fan's eyes.

　　 Lin Fan is not licking a dog, others don't look down on him, and he doesn't bother to pay attention.

　　 The two sat opposite each other, with nothing to say, and the atmosphere was a little dull for a while.

"Ding!"

　　 At this time, Lin Fan's phone vibrated rapidly.

　　 He took out his phone, but there was a strange message.

[Ding! Received 7 billion red envelopes, do you receive it? ]

　　 Lin Fan couldn't help being a little funny.

　　 7 billion red envelopes?

　　 Doesn't that mean... Almost everyone in the world has given me red envelopes?

　　 Now mobile phone ads are really exaggerated.

　　 If it is on normal days, Lin Fan will definitely turn off the ad.

　　 But, at this time, Lin Fan, who was extremely bored and curious, clicked OK.

　　 He wants to see what content will appear next, and he can pass the time.

"Ding!"

　　 The next moment, a dazzling red light appeared on the phone screen.

　　 A red envelope appeared on the phone screen.

　　 Lin Fan clicked on 'Open' smoothly.

　　 "Ding! Congratulations, you got 19,999 yuan."

　　 Then, another red envelope appeared on the screen.

　　 Lin Fan clicked 'Open' again.

　　 "Ding! Congratulations, you got 99 yuan."

　　 Then, another new red envelope appeared on the screen.

　　 Lin Fan couldn't help but wonder: Is this a program that keeps clicking on red envelopes? It's really boring.

　　 Thinking of this, Lin Fan wanted to turn off and exit.

　　 However, at this time, the cell phone shook slightly, and the bank sent two text messages to remind him in a row.

　　 "China Merchants Bank reminds you to deposit 19,999 yuan at 12:00."

　　 "China Merchants Bank reminds you to deposit 99 yuan at 12:00."

　　 Lin Fan was startled.

　　 These two amounts turned out to be the two red envelope amounts that I just received!

This…

　　 Isn't it an advertisement? It's a real red envelope?

　　 Lin Fan, with a hint of excitement and doubt, clicked the red envelope 'open' again.

　　 "Ding! Congratulations, you got 29,999 yuan."

　　 "Ding! Congratulations, you got 2,000 yuan."

　　...

　　 "Ding! Congratulations, you have obtained professional car driving skills. Unparalleled driving skills give you a unique charm."

　　 "Ding! Congratulations, you got 5 yuan."

　　 Lin Fan kept tapping the screen to 'open' the red envelope.

　　 At the same time, the bank kept sending SMS reminders.

　　He understands...

　　 These are all real red envelopes!

　　 Qiao Shiya, who was sitting across from her, frowned slightly when she saw Lin Fan hadn't spoken for a long time, but had been tapping the phone screen.

　　 Qiao Shiya couldn't help pulling her neck and glanced at Lin Fan's phone screen.

　　 "Congratulations, you got 5 yuan."

　　 see here...

　　 Qiao Shiya's heart is both angry and contemptuous.

　　 I am a beautiful woman with high education and high income.

　　 He didn't take the opportunity to chat with himself, so he grabbed a red envelope for a few dollars!

　　 Qiao Shiya stood up and said coldly: "I think you should have felt it too, we are not suitable at all. I have something to do later, so I will leave first."

　　 After the words fell, I got up and prepared to leave.

　　 "Ding! Congratulations on getting a Lamborghini Aventador."

　　 When Lin Fan wanted to keep ordering red envelopes, the time on the phone changed to 12:01.

　　 Then, a dialog box popped up on the screen.

　　 [Hint: There are still 23 hours and 59 minutes before the next red envelope. ]

　　 [Reminder: For every 10,000 yuan spent, you can get 1 red envelope immediately. ]

　　 Lin Fan slowly put the phone in his pocket.

　　 At this time, he found an extra car key in his pocket.

　　 Lamborghini's car key!

　　 When I just received the red envelope, I did get a Lamborghini.

　　 But how did the car key get into your pocket?

　　 Red envelopes... all true!

　　 Qiao Shiya glanced at Lin Fan, who was still staring at the phone in a daze, thinking that he was still grabbing a red envelope for a few dollars.

　　 I feel even more contemptuous in my heart.

　　 This kind of person can only be poor-hanging-silk for a lifetime!

　　 Thinking of this, Qiao Shiya never stopped, twisting her waist, and strode outside.

　　 At this time, many people stood at the door.

　　 They looked at a cool super sports car not far away with extremely stunning eyes, amazed again and again.

　　 "Lamborghini!"

　　 "Furthermore, it is still a Lamborghini big bull, with 10 million domestic sales!"

　　 "This silver-gray look...so handsome!"

　　 "We actually have this car in Jiangbei. I don't know who owns it."

　　 An internet celebrity girl in hot clothes walked up to the Lamborghini bull, scratched her head and took selfies.

　　 Qiao Shiya looked at the super sports car with envy on her face.

　　 said in his heart: I wish I could marry this goddess.

　　 When Qiao Shiya saw Lin Fan walking out of the restaurant, her face immediately became very bored.

　　 I have already said that it is not appropriate, why is he still stubbornly following up?

　　 "I drove here by myself, I don't need you to send it."

　　 While talking, Qiao Shiya raised the BMW car key in his hand.

　　 She wanted to let Lin Fan know more about the gap between the two.

　　 I own a BMW car, but he can't even afford a car!

　　 Lin Fan said: "I didn't say to send it."

　　The words fell, he took out the Lamborghini car key and pressed it lightly.

　　 The car lights came on and the horn honked.

　　 Then, strode to the front of the Lamborghini Daniel, opened the door of the car, and sat down.

　　 Lin Fan rarely drove and never drove a supercar.

　　 But when he got on the Lamborghini Bull, he seemed to be a veteran who had been driving for decades. He knew everything in the car very well. It was amazing!

　　 The net celebrity girl who was taking a selfie in front of the car, looked at Lin Fan who walked into the car, and exclaimed in excitement: She is handsome and rich!

　　 The internet celebrity girl leaned over to the car window with excitement and said: "Handsome guy, do you have time to have a meal together?"

　　 "I just ate it." Lin Fan said.

　　 "How about going to the movies together? Several good movies have been released recently." The internet celebrity said again.

　　 "I'm sorry, I'll have something to do later." Lin Fan said.

　　 "Handsome guy, let's add a WeChat first, add a WeChat!" The celebrity girl called out again.

　　 However, at this time, Lin Fan had closed the window and started the vehicle, and did not hear what the internet celebrity said.

　　 With a kick of the accelerator, the Lamborghini Bull shot out like a cannonball.

These ones…

　　 was all in Qiao Shiya's eyes.

　　 She was completely taken aback.

　　 Lin Fan actually left in a supercar!

　　 Is he the goddess? !

　　 He just ate with himself, and even went on a blind date with himself?

　　 Then, I refused him?