Green Moon Company.

Lin Fan walked to the front desk of the company with a takeaway bag and saw a strange and beautiful girl at the front desk.

"Hello, delivery." Lin Fan said with a smile.

The girl at the front desk didn't look good when she saw it was a delivery person, and said coldly: "Tell me what you're doing, call yourself!"

This woman's attitude is a bit bad.

Lin Fan said "Oh" and called the number left on the order: "Hello, the meal you ordered has arrived. Please come out and pick it up."

After waiting for ten minutes, a man slowly walked out.

The two people's eyes met in one place and they were both stunned for a moment.

"You are Lin Fan!" The man pointed at Lin Fan and laughed loudly, "I read that right, you are actually delivering food now!"

Lin Fan's heart sank. Zhao Gang was the colleague who plotted against him and caused him to be fired from the company!

They are really enemies. It was actually Zhao Gang who placed the order.

Lin Fan kept his face calm and said: "This is the meal you ordered, please take it."

Zhao Gang did not answer, pointed at Lin Fan, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, you are new here, don't you know this guy used to be our colleague, and now he is delivering food, don't you think he is pitiful?"

The girl at the front desk chuckled: "No way, he's doing so poorly, how come he has the nerve to come back and embarrass himself?"

Lin Fan chuckled and said, "This young lady works regardless of high or low status. She makes money with her own hands and feet. She neither steals nor robs. Is there any problem?"

The girl at the front desk curled her lips, as if she didn't care to talk to Lin Fan.

Zhao Gang smiled and said: "You are wrong. I think us white-collar workers in the company are nobler than errand-running coolies like you. What do you think, Xiao Zhang?"

The receptionist seized the opportunity and complimented her: "Director Zhao is right."

Director Zhao? Lin Fan frowned.

Zhao Gang said with a smile: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that since you were fired, I have been promoted to project manager."

Zhao Gang looked proud. When he competed with Lin Fan for supervisor, in order to win over Lin Fan, he designed and framed Lin Fan. Lin Fan could not defend himself and was eventually fired from the company.

Lin Fan snorted and sneered, "Congratulations then."

Hearing the sarcasm in Lin Fan's words, Zhao Gang felt unhappy. He reached out to grab the takeout box and touched it: "Why is my rice cold? You must have been delayed for too long on the road!"

Lin Fan chuckled and said: "Zhao Gang, that's it. Don't push yourself too far. I called you ten minutes ago. It was you who was late."

Zhao Gang got angry, pointed at Lin Fan and scolded: "You damn delivery guy, if you dare to contradict me, I'll call you to complain! I heard you will be deducted for complaining!"

Lin Fan is a person who fights with reason. Even though he used to rely on his salary to support his family, he never worried about customer complaints. When he encountered customers who were looking for trouble, he would deal with them one by one and fight to the end.

What's more, now, he is not short of money at all!

Lin Fan looked at Zhao Gang with a sinister look.

Zhao Gang thought he had grasped Lin Fan's lifeline, he chuckled and said: "Lin Fan, I will give you a chance now. If you kneel down and apologize to me, I will not complain to you."

At this time, many people noticed the movement here, ran over to watch the excitement, and talked a lot.

"Isn't this Lin Fan? It's so miserable. Why is he running to deliver food?"

"The relationship between them was not good before, but now they are really enemies."

"The delivery people are afraid of complaining, and every shot is accurate. If Lin Fan doesn't want to be fined, he can only kneel down and apologize!"

Zhao Gang felt confident and looked down at Lin Fan, waiting for Lin Fan to kneel down.

Just when everyone was waiting to see Lin Fan make a fool of himself, Lin Fan slowly picked up his cell phone and made a call.

"Hey, is this Mr. Zhang? I'm Lin Fan. Yes, I'm the Lin Fan who was fired by you before. Since being fired by you, I've gone back to inherit hundreds of millions of family assets. I heard that Qingyue Moon is for sale. I'm now

Decided to buy it.”

…

Lin Fan wants to buy Qingyue!

As soon as the news came out, the whole company was in a sensation. They all came over to watch, and it was packed to the rafters.

Zhang Dafu, the CEO of Qingyue Company, his biggest worry recently is that he is in a hurry to transfer the company but cannot find a buyer. He is so anxious that he went to the TV station to advertise.

After receiving Lin Fan's call, he immediately jumped up with excitement and ran out in a hurry.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhang Dafu separated the onlookers and finally squeezed his way to the front. When he saw Lin Fan, he was dumbfounded.

The Lin Fan that I remembered was now wearing a takeout uniform and carrying a takeout bag. At first glance, he looked like a takeout deliveryman.

Zhang Dafu seemed to have been poured cold water on his head, and his face darkened: "Lin Fan, didn't you say you would go back and inherit a family fortune worth hundreds of millions?"

Zhao Gang rolled with laughter: "Mr. Zhang, you have been deceived by this guy. He has an inheritance. He is just delivering food. How can he have the money to buy the company!"

Everyone burst into laughter. Lin Fan's joke was indeed too big.

Zhang Dafu was very angry: "Lin Fan, if you come to cause trouble, get out of here right away!"

Lin Fan calmed down and said with a smile: "Who said billionaires can't deliver food? If Mr. Zhang doesn't believe that I have money, I can pay you a deposit first and you can set a price."

Seeing how calm he was, Zhang Dafu couldn't help but be stunned and doubtful: "Are you really rich?"

Lin Fan said: "There is no one to take over Qingyue now. Mr. Zhang must be very anxious. I may be Mr. Zhang's only chance. If Mr. Zhang is not willing to give it a try, I will leave immediately."

Zhang Dafu was really anxious. He was still waiting to sell Qingyue to cash out.

Zhao Gang smiled even more wildly: "I'm dying of laughter, Lin Fan, stop fooling Mr. Zhang here. If you can buy Qingyue, I will kneel down and call you daddy!"

Lin Fan snorted: "Everyone has heard that he wants to be my son."

Zhao Gang said: "Mr. Zhang, you won't believe this bastard. As I see it, you should file a complaint against him immediately and ask the security guards to drive him out!"

Zhang Dafu is not Zhao Gang. Zhao Gang has a personal grudge with Lin Fan, so naturally he wants to drive Lin Fan away, but he really needs money. Any opportunity to sell Qingyue immediately, even if it is slim, he will not miss it!

Zhang Dafu gritted his teeth and made a decision: "Okay, I will give it a try. Lin Fan, please transfer me a deposit of 30 million first. If it succeeds, I will believe you!"

"no problem."

Lin Fan said cheerfully that he now has 100 billion in cash, and 30 million is just a drop in the bucket. Even if it were thrown into the sea, he would not blink an eye.

Zhang Dafu immediately asked his assistant to get the computer and asked Lin Fan to transfer the money.

Zhao Gang thought it was too nonsense: "Mr. Zhang, is there any need to waste time with this guy? Look at his hanging silk appearance. He is an ancestral farmer of the 18th generation. Do you really believe that he has a mine at home?"

Zhang Dafu said solemnly: "Stop talking, I have already decided."

Zhang Dafu had his own plan. If Lin Fan really couldn't pay, he would personally deal with Lin Fan without Zhao Gang having to tell him.

Zhao Gang stared at Lin Fan and sneered: "Lin Fan, since you want to humiliate yourself, I won't stop you, and I will take care of you later!"

The computer has been brought in, and Mr. Zhang's assistant quickly set up the transfer page. Lin Fan only needs to perform the transfer operation.

Everyone felt that Lin Fan was just kidding and they were just waiting to see his jokes.

Because Lin Fan looks like this and really has nothing to do with rich people.

Lin Fan walked to the computer, quickly entered his bank account number, and then entered 30 million in the remittance amount.

Sure!

Simple operation to complete the transfer.

drop!

A beep sounded.
Chapter completed!