Starting From Receiving 7 Billion Red Envelopes Chapter 280: Niubi, invited by Mr. Qin!

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The family drinks tea and chats at home, which is very relaxed and warm.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyao seemed to think of something and asked, "By the way, brother, did you answer the hail conjecture?"

This is the news she saw today by swiping her phone.

However, the news only mentions the school and name, not a single photo at all.

Originally, Lin Xiaoyao planned to call Lin Fan today.

Now, it is possible to ask in person.

Lin Fan replied, "Yes."

Lin Xiaoyao's eyes immediately widened and she shouted, "Fuck! Awesome!"

Dai Weixue scolded: "Xiaoyao, a girl from a family, don't pay attention to her words."

Lin Xiaoyao said: "Mom, that's a hail conjecture! The world has not solved the problem!"

"Then you should also pay attention to your words... Do you still want to get married in the future?" Dai Weixue said.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't care: "Why are you getting married? I'm married. My brother has so much money, who should I spend it on?"

Time at home, like running water, flies fast.

In the blink of an eye, it was the next day.

At the urging of his parents, Lin Fan ate lunch and drove the Mercedes-Benz G to Jiangbei early.

As soon as he arrived at Panlong Villa, Lin Fan's cell phone in his pocket rang a brisk ringtone.

He glanced at the call notification, a look of surprise on his face.

Because, the caller is Mr. Qin Weiming.

Lin Fan still has a good impression of this old man.

Frank and generous.

And what's more important...If it hadn't been for the hard work and hard work of Mr. Qin Weiming's group, there would be no happy life today.

Lin Fan didn't hesitate at all, just pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Mr. Qin."

On the phone, Qin Weiming's hearty voice came, "Lin Fan, you are fine too!"

After a pause, Qin Weiming said again: "I came to Jiangbei with an old friend. He is not very well. If you have time, can you come over and take a look?"

That's his character, he talks about things, and doesn't like cornering and politeness.

In this regard, Lin Fan is not only disgusted.

On the contrary...he also really likes this type of communication.

A friend of Mr. Qin Weiming's father, who is probably also an old hero.

Therefore, Lin Fan responded, "Okay, I'll come here."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan packed two more bags of tea, and then drove the Mercedes-Benz Big G and galloped away into the distance.

Not long after, Lin Fan arrived in front of the manor he had been to before... Just like that time, there was a sentry at the door.

Obviously, they had already received the order, and they didn't stop Lin Fan's vehicle at all, and just let it go.

At this time, Qin Weiming, Yue Zixiao with the badge of wheat ears on his shoulders, Hong Hanlin, the leader of Jiang Province, and others were sitting in the courtyard, playing chess, drinking tea, and chatting for a while.

After hearing the voice, Qin Weiming slowly turned around and said with a hearty smile, "Lin Fan, you are here at the right time, we just talked about you!"

Suddenly, everyone present... all turned their attention to Lin Fan.

Be aware of...

All the people present were in high positions, and there was a strong aura around them.

Ordinary people, even facing the gaze of any one of them, would be scared to the point of trembling, sweating, and dare not step forward.

However, Lin Fan was always indifferent.

He smiled and said, "I don't know what Mr. Qin is talking about?"

Seeing this, everyone nodded secretly.

Qin Weiming said: "I said your chess skills are very good, but this old guy still doesn't believe it!" While speaking, he pointed to the old man sitting in a wheelchair next to him.

Lin Fan could not help but quietly looked at the old man.

Although, the old man is bony and wrinkled.

However, his turbid blue eyes are like an eagle soaring for nine days.

The old man said: "My name is Zhang Jian, old man. Brother Lin, what Lao Qin just said was amazing..."

"However, I have always believed in seeing is believing, not to mention, Lao Qin always likes to shoot guns everywhere."

"So, little brother Lin, can you accompany this poor old man in two rounds?"

Qin Weiming immediately blew his beard and stared: "When did the surnamed Zhang like to shoot guns everywhere?"

Zhang Jian smiled and said, "Why... exposing your old secrets in front of so many people, afraid of being laughed at? Feeling embarrassed?"

Actually, who would dare to laugh at everyone present?

Qin Weiming jumped a little anxiously and said, "Okay! Lin Fan, hurry up and kill him! Don't be polite!"

Lin Fan glanced at the chess table next to him, and the boiling water that was gradually boiling, and said, "When I came, I brought some good tea. Well, let me make some tea for everyone first."

"Then, let's drink tea and play chess, what does Mr. Zhang think?"

Standing behind Zhang Jian, the middle-aged man with the wheat ear badge on his shoulder took a step forward, opening his mouth to say something.

Be aware of...

Old leaders like Zhang Jian and Qin Weiming can't eat just any food.

Even if it's just tea leaves.

However, Qin Weiming took the lead and said, "Okay! Let's make tea first!"

Afterwards, he said to Zhang Jian, "I forgot to mention that Lin Fan's tea art is also a master!"

Zhang Jian said unexpectedly: "Really?"

At this time, Lin Fan came over with two big bags of tea.

He put the tea leaves directly into the teapot, then poured a full pot of boiling water, and finally, poured it into a cup.

Only then did he say: "Elder Qin, Mrs Zhang, and everyone...please have some tea."

See here...

Zhang Jian glanced at Qin Weiming strangely.

That looks like it's saying... This is the master-level tea art?

Qin Weiming's face turned slightly red and he called out, "Lin Fan, you didn't make tea like this last time!"

After all, he just blew a wave of Lin Fan's tea art.

It's just... just a slap in the face.

Lin Fan said: "Last time was too wasteful."

Qin Weiming seemed to want to say something, but Zhang Jian smiled and said, "Not bad! It's easy to drink tea~IndoMTL.com~ and it's not wasteful, I think it's pretty good!"

While speaking, he took the lead in picking up the teacup and pouring it into his mouth.

"Gollum!"

After drinking the tea, Zhang Jian froze completely as if he had been immobilized.

At this moment, Zhang Jian seems to have returned to the age of strong physique and prosperous years.

He no longer needs a wheelchair, he can carry a long gun, a machete, and run **** the ground, knocking down one enemy after another...

Everything is so smooth and easy!

Standing behind, the middle-aged man with the badge of wheat on his shoulders, saw Zhang Jian holding a tea cup, and did not move for a long time, his heart suddenly tightened, and he asked anxiously: "Old leader, what's the matter with you?"

This shout finally brought Zhang Jian back to reality, and he sincerely praised: "Good tea!"

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