Lin Fan drove the Rolls-Royce, heading to the auction venue.
At this moment, he didnât know that Liu Yina had already reported to Liu Jinwei, but even if he knew, Lin Fan wouldnât care.
In fact, he had already put this matter behind him.
He was now only thinking about the land. At this time, the auction was on a lunch break and would continue in an hour. Currently, the land price had reached 5.11 billion yuan, with Mortal Group leading by 1 million yuan.
Each time adding just 1 million more than the opponent was Lin Fanâs instruction to Wei Yueâer, itâs a bidding strategy with many benefits. Firstly, it can drag the opponent, and secondly, itâs a psychological tactic.
Wei Tiansheng on that side was probably furious, but they had no choice but to follow Mortal Groupâs pace.
From here to the auction wasnât very far, and suddenly feeling a bit hungry, Lin Fan decided to eat something first.
Passing by a neighborhood, he saw a convenience store by the roadside. Opposite the convenience store was a temporary parking lot filled with cars, so Lin Fan parked his car in the temporary parking and went into the convenience store.
Although Lin Fan is now the richest man in Yun City and seemingly only delicacies can match his status, he himself is not picky about food. As long as itâs clean and hygienic and can fill his stomach, thatâs enough. Inside the store, Lin Fan bought a bottle of mineral water and a bagged bread, a simple meal costing no more than 10 yuan.
Beep! Beep!
"Thatâll be 7.5 yuan, thank you," the store clerk girl wearing a baseball cap said indifferently. Seeing Lin Fan dressed in cheap clothes and buying nothing expensive, she thought he might be a nearby laborer, so she had no enthusiasm.
Lin Fan took out his phone, ready to pay via QR code, but the storeâs signal wasnât very good, causing some delay, "Sorry, just a moment."
The store clerk girl saw Lin Fanâs phone, a Rice 6?
Suddenly showing some disdain, itâs indeed a poor manâs phone. They say Rice 6 is a phone for the poor, Rice phones themselves claimed, "He who wins the poor, wins the world."
This broke guy probably doesnât even have 7.5 yuan, does he? The girl had an impatient expression.
Beep!
The signal was too weak, but eventually, Lin Fan successfully completed the QR code payment, grabbed his water and bread and prepared to leave.
"Tsk, what year is it, and someoneâs still using a Rice 6, hahaha..." A contemptuous laugh came from behind Lin Fan. It was a woman holding a kitten, irritated by Lin Fanâs slow QR code payment, expressing her displeasure with sarcasm.
The store clerk girl heard this and chuckled as well, showing great disdain toward Lin Fan.
Lin Fan wasnât petty; others teasing him a bit, he didnât care. But the womanâs demeanor and tone were really asking for it; Lin Fan didnât intend to let such a busybody off.
"What phone I use, what does it matter to a busybody?" Lin Fan chuckled.
The woman was stunned; she never thought Lin Fan would dare to talk back!
She had seen many of Lin Fanâs kind, downtrodden people often wouldnât argue when bullied, especially when faced with a loudmouth woman, better to avoid them.
Lin Fan talking back was one thing, but he called her a busybody!
The woman almost jumped in anger, raising her voice by eight octaves, "What did you say? What did you just call me? Say it again!"
The store clerk girl was also surprised, thinking she misheard, did this broke guy have the guts to talk back?
Lin Fan chuckled, "Busybodyâs mouth is cheap, but is it deaf too?"
The woman was furious, "You broke guy, you stinking loser, you took forever to pay and wasted my time. Canât I say something?"
Lin Fan replied, "Itâs bad signal, can you blame me? If you have the skill, go argue with the telecom company."
The woman retorted disdainfully, "Why canât I blame you? Itâs because of your loser phone!"
Lin Fan was certain that the bad signal had nothing to do with his phone, as he had been watching the auction live stream smoothly using data until reaching here.
"Is that so? What phone do you use anyway? Why not try it yourself?" Lin Fan chuckled.
The woman said, "Just you wait, Iâll use my Apple 12 to slap your face! This phone is the latest model, top configuration, over ten thousand yuan paid in full, a world apart from your stinking loser phone!"
Indeed, the woman pulled out an Apple phone, planning to scan to pay.
Yet...
A predicament occurred; it didnât go as she said. Instead, the scanning page kept spinning and wouldnât complete.
Cold sweat formed on the womanâs forehead, anxious about why it was so slow. This was so damn urgent.
Lin Fan couldnât help but laugh; it was just as he judged, unrelated to the phone, simply bad signal.
"Seems busybody hasnât slapped my face but slapped her own," Lin Fan grinned.
This smile almost enraged the woman to death. She was both angry and anxious, asking the clerk, "Whatâs going on?"
The store clerk girl was a bit scared, "Seems like they said the nearby base stations started maintenance today, possibly affecting the signal..."
The woman was furious, pointing and scolding the girl, "Why didnât you say earlier!"
Causing her embarrassment, being mocked by Lin Fan!
The store clerk girl lowered her head, not daring to speak, feeling a wave of inferiority, realizing she was less than Lin Fan, the broke guy. Lin Fan dared to confront the woman, she didnât. How could she have looked down on Lin Fan?
Seeing Lin Fanâs teasing smile drove the woman mad, she pointed at Lin Fan, "Donât be pleased, even if youâre right, youâre still a broke guy. You use a Rice loser phone, I use an Apple!"
Lin Fan responded, "Oh really? Nowadays people find superiority in their phones, huh. I just didnât bother to change mine. The loser phone you see, I find it works quite well, no worse than Apple."
Lin Fan was sincere, thereâs nothing to boast about a phone, as long as it works; if he truly wanted to show off with a phone, it would take no time to get one worth over a million with diamonds.
This Rice 6 was bought when he was a delivery man, used for two years, never had any issues. Although he later got wealthy, since the phone worked fine, he didnât bother to change it, continued using it until now.
Upon hearing Lin Fanâs words, the woman mocked, "Indeed youâre a broke guy, just making excuses for your poverty. Can you even afford an Apple? Broke guy!"
Embarrassingly, she never succeeded in scanning to pay, apparently not even as good as Lin Fanâs Rice 6.
"Screw it, not buying!" The woman angrily dumped the items, disdainfully glancing at Lin Fan, "Canât be bothered with a stinking loser like you!"
With a stomp, she left the store.
Lin Fan chuckled, such a busybody was really aggravating.
Lin Fan also left the convenience store and stepped outside.
Suddenly, from the temporary parking lot ahead, came sounds of a quarrel and the cries of a little girl.
Just then, a middle-aged woman was shrieking at a high pitch, "How can you watch your kid! If she dares hurt my dog, Iâll beat your child to death!"
The one scolded was a man, holding the crying little girl, his face reddened with anger, "How can you be so unreasonable!"
Lin Fan shook his head in disbelief, what was going on, why were there so many loudmouth women?