The family drinks tea and chats at home, which is extremely relaxed and warm.
At this time, Lin Xiaoyao seemed to have thought of something and asked: "By the way, brother, did you answer the hail conjecture?"
This incident was the news she saw on her phone today.
However, the news only mentioned the school and name, and did not include any photos at all.
Originally, Lin Xiaoyao planned to call and ask Lin Fan today.
Now, you can ask in person.
Lin Fan responded: "Yes."
Lin Xiaoyao's eyes immediately widened and she shouted, "Fuck! That's awesome!"
Dai Weixue scolded: "Xiaoyao, all girls don't pay attention to what they say."
Lin Xiaoyao said: "Mom, that's Hailibing's conjecture! The world's unsolved problems!"
"Then you should also pay attention to what you say...Do you still want to get married in the future?" Dai Weixue said.
Lin Xiaoyao said indifferently: "Why are you getting married? I'm getting married. Who should I spend my brother's money on?"
The time at home flies by quickly like running water.
In a blink of an eye, it was the next day.
Under the urging of his parents, Lin Fan drove the Mercedes-Benz G and headed towards Jiangbei early after lunch.
As soon as he arrived at Panlong Villa, Lin Fan's cell phone rang a brisk ringtone in his pocket.
He glanced at the call notification, with a look of surprise on his face.
Because the caller was Mr. Qin Weiming.
Lin Fan still had a good impression of this old man.
Be generous and repay kindness.
And more importantly...if it weren't for the hard work and blood of Mr. Qin Weiming and his group, there would be no happy life today.
Lin Fan didn't hesitate at all and directly pressed the answer button.
"Hello, Mr. Qin."
Qin Weiming's hearty voice came over the phone: "Lin Fan, how about you too!"
After a pause, Qin Weiming said again: "I came to Jiangbei with an old friend. He is not in good health. If you are free, can you come over and take a look?"
His character is like this, he has something to say and doesn't like to beat around the bush or be polite.
Not only was Lin Fan not disgusted with this,
On the contrary... He also likes this method of communication very much.
Mr. Qin Weiming's good friend is probably also an old hero.
So, Lin Fan responded: "Okay, I'll come over right now."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan casually packed two more bags of tea, then drove the Mercedes-Benz G and galloped away into the distance.
Not long after, Lin Fan arrived in front of the manor he had visited before... Just like that time, there was a sentry at the door.
Obviously, they had received the order a long time ago and did not block Lin Fan's vehicle at all, they just let it go.
At this time, Qin Weiming, Yue Zixiao who was carrying the wheat ear badge on his shoulder, Hong Hanlin, the leader of Jiang Province, and others were sitting in the yard chatting for a while.
After Qin Weiming heard the voice, he turned around slowly and said with a hearty smile: "Lin Fan, you came at the right time, we just talked about you!"
Suddenly, everyone present...all focused on Lin Fan.
To know…
Everyone present was in a high position, and there was a strong aura surrounding them.
Ordinary people, even when facing the gaze of any one of them, would probably be so frightened that their arms would tremble, their backs would be covered in sweat, and they would not dare to step forward.
However, Lin Fan remained extremely calm.
He smiled and said, "I wonder what Mr. Qin is talking about me?"
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!" As he spoke, he pointed to the old man sitting next to him in a wheelchair.
Lin Fan couldn't help but quietly look at the old man.
Although, the old man is skinny and has wrinkled skin.
However, his pair of cloudy blue eyes are like an eagle soaring in the sky, very energetic, giving people a feeling of calmness and self-power.
The old man said: "Old man, my name is Zhang Jian. Little brother Lin, just now Lao Qin said that you are amazing..."
"However, I have always believed that seeing is believing. What's more, this guy Lao Qin always likes to shoot off guns everywhere."
"So, little brother Lin, can you play two games with this bad old man like me?"
Qin Weiming immediately blew his beard and glared: "Zhang, since when did labor and management like to set off cannons everywhere?"
Zhang Jian smiled and said: "Why... are you afraid of being laughed at by exposing your background in front of so many people? Are you angry from embarrassment?"
In fact, who among the people present dared to laugh
Qin Weiming was so anxious that he jumped a little and said: "Okay! Lin Fan, kill him quickly and leave no trace behind! Don't hold back your hands!"
Lin Fan glanced at the chess table next to him and the boiling water that was gradually boiling, and said, "When I came here, I brought some good tea. Let me make some tea for everyone first."
"Then we drink tea and play chess. What do you think, Mr. Zhang?"
The middle-aged man standing behind Zhang Jian, carrying the wheat badge on his shoulder, took a step forward and opened his mouth to say something.
To know…
Old leaders such as Zhang Jian and Qin Weiming can't eat just any food.
Even if it’s just tea, it won’t do.
However, Qin Weiming took the lead and said, "Okay! Let's make tea first!"
Then, he said to Zhang Jian: "I forgot to mention just now that Lin Fan's tea art is also a master!"
Zhang Jian said unexpectedly: "Really?"
At this time, Lin Fan had already walked over with two large 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 the cups.
Then he said: "Mr. Qin, Mr. Zhang, and everyone... please have tea."
See this…
Zhang Jian couldn't help but glance at Qin Weiming strangely.
That look, it seems to be saying... Is this a master-level tea art
Qin Weiming's face turned slightly red and he shouted: "Lin Fan, this is not how you made tea last time!"
After all, he had just demonstrated Lin Fan's tea skills.
It's just... a slap in the face in the blink of an eye.
Lin Fan said: "That was too wasteful last time."
Qin Weiming seemed to want to say something else, but Zhang Jian smiled and said: "Not bad! It's easy to drink tea this way and not wasteful. I think it's good!"
While speaking, he took the lead in picking up the teacup and poured it into his mouth.
"Gulu!"
After drinking the tea, Zhang Jian froze completely as if a body-holding technique had been cast on him.
At this moment, Zhang Jian seemed to have returned to a time when he was strong and prosperous.
He no longer needs a wheelchair. He can carry a spear and a machete, run as hard as he can on the ground, and knock down one enemy after another...
Everything is so smooth and relaxing!
The middle-aged man standing behind him, carrying the wheat badge on his shoulder, saw Zhang Jian holding the tea cup and not moving for a long time. His heart suddenly tightened and he asked anxiously: "Old leader, what's wrong with you?"
This shout finally brought Zhang Jian back to reality, and he sincerely praised: "Good tea!"
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