Chapter 1088 - 1087

Song Residence.

The last time Lin Fan came here was for Song Rongmao’s birthday banquet, and it hasn’t been long since then. This time he was invited again for the birthday party of Song Rongmao’s grandson.

This banquet was originally meant to be an internal family gathering for the Song family, inviting only relatives and friends. In the business circle, Song Rongmao invited only a few close friends, and Lin Fan was one of them, which shows Lin Fan’s importance in Song Rongmao’s eyes.

Indeed, Song Rongmao greatly admires Lin Fan and truly wishes to establish some familial connection with him.

"Mr. Lin is here, truly an honored guest!" Song Rongmao personally greeted Lin Fan at the door. Seeing Lin Fan approach, he came forward with a hearty laugh.

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Congratulations, Elder Song, on the joy of having a grandson. This is just a small token of my respect. I wish the little one can grow up strong and vigorous. With a grandfather like Elder Song, he will surely become a great person in the future!"

As he spoke, Lin Fan presented a large red envelope with both hands.

Wei Yue’er also said, "Congratulations."

Lin Fan’s courteous words made Song Rongmao very comfortable. Accepting the red envelope, he laughed, "Thank you, Mr. Lin. With your blessing, my little grandson is truly fortunate."

"Hahaha..."

All the Song family members around heard this and laughed, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

After all, he is the richest man in Yun City, and the weight of Yun City’s wealth is naturally not something ordinary people can compare to. Lin Fan’s blessings brought great joy to the Song family, giving them a sense of privilege.

Even though the Song family is also very wealthy, Lin Fan’s status in their hearts is still extremely prominent.

Song Rongmao said with a smile, "Please, both of you, come inside."

With that, Song Rongmao personally led Lin Fan into the inner hall.

At this time, the Song family had already filled the seats with high-profile guests.

Song Rongmao took Lin Fan and Wei Yue’er to sit at the main table. Lin Fan saw a familiar face at the table, Li Jian, the head of Xingjian Group. Lin Fan had just purchased a prime piece of land from him to build the Mortal Headquarters Mansion.

Li Jian is a lifelong friend of Song Rongmao, so his presence here is not surprising.

"Mr. Lin, you came too," Li Jian stood up and greeted Lin Fan.

Although Li Jian and Lin Fan had previously had conflicts, now that Lin Fan is a shareholder of Xingjian Group and Li Jian is counting on Lin Fan to help him with the group’s listing, whether he still harbors resentment is unknown, but he certainly does not dare be disrespectful to Lin Fan outwardly.

"Mr. Li," Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Please have a seat," Song Rongmao invited Lin Fan and Wei Yue’er to sit down.

Despite Wei Yue’er being only Lin Fan’s assistant, due to Lin Fan, she also sat at the main table, and Song Rongmao did not treat her with any negligence.

Not long after Lin Fan arrived, the full moon banquet commenced, with guests mingling and the air full of laughter and joyous exchanges.

A young and beautiful woman, accompanied by a middle-aged man, brought forth a chubby infant.

The middle-aged man is Song Rongmao’s son, and the young woman is his daughter-in-law. The chubby infant is today’s main character. Truly a wealthy family, securing a young wife and providing ample nutrition, the baby is adorably chubby and endearing.

As cheers erupted from the guests.

"Come, bring Lin’er over," Song Rongmao gestured.

The young woman came over with the baby and handed him to Song Rongmao.

Held by Song Rongmao, the infant’s large eyes curiously turned towards Lin Fan, releasing giggles and waving his limbs, seemingly reaching out to be held.

"Haha, Mr. Lin, it seems Lin’er really likes you," Song Rongmao remarked with a smile.

Everyone laughed heartily.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "May I hold him for a bit?"

Song Rongmao quickly replied, "That would be an honor."

He then handed the baby to Lin Fan.

With skilled hands, Lin Fan took the baby and played with him, prompting continuous giggles from the chubby infant.

Song Rongmao praised, "Mr. Lin, your method of holding a baby is even more adept than mine."

Lin Fan replied, "It’s from experience. When I was young, my family was poor, and my parents were busy working. I personally took care of my younger sister."

Song Rongmao commented, "No wonder. Mr. Lin truly has a way with children. This kid sticks to you so much that I, as his grandfather, am almost jealous."

The crowd laughed loudly.

Song Rongmao’s son then suggested, "Dad, you see how much Lin’er likes Mr. Lin. I have a proposal I’m unsure of whether to mention. If Mr. Lin could become Lin’er’s godfather, it would be a great blessing for Lin’er."

Song Rongmao looked at Lin Fan with a smile, "That... would be my grandson aiming high. It would require Mr. Lin’s approval."

The Song family evidently wishes to establish a familial connection with the richest man in Yun City.

Lin Fan didn’t expect to become a "father" just by attending a full moon banquet.

With so many witnesses, refusing would certainly be a disrespect to Song Rongmao.

Lin Fan didn’t mind at all; being a godfather is merely in name. Furthermore, in the business world, connections are crucial, and forging ties with the Song family is not a bad thing, rather a mutually beneficial arrangement.

"Who could refuse such a lovely little one?" Lin Fan laughed heartily.

Upon witnessing this, Li Jian quickly added, "Brother Song, indeed, congratulations! Little Lin’er having Mr. Lin as a godfather is truly fortunate!"

The guests all nodded in agreement, casting envious glances. After all, who wouldn’t want a connection with the richest man? Even the Song family was considered to be reaching high.

Thus, Lin Fan joyfully became a "father."

As the celebration continued, Lin Fan played with his godson for a bit before returning the baby to his mother.

Song Rongmao then pulled Lin Fan aside, "Mr. Lin, remember I mentioned having a surprise for you tonight?"

Lin Fan responded with a sound of realization, "I thought the surprise had already occurred."

Becoming a "father" wasn’t a surprise enough?

Song Rongmao laughed, "Haha, that’s more of an unexpected joy. The real surprise is this: I heard that Mr. Lin is currently recruiting architects to oversee the construction of the headquarters mansion. I have an excellent candidate to recommend to you."

Lin Fan acknowledged that he indeed had placed the construction of the headquarters mansion on his agenda recently, with the position of architectural designer being one of the vacancies.

"Elder Song, I’m all ears," Lin Fan said.

Song Rongmao continued, "This person is my niece, named Wu Yili. She recently returned from studying in Britain, having delved deeply into architecture. She achieved the title of Royal Chartered Designer in Britain, with many award-winning designs to her name. Upon returning to the country, she was immediately invited by the Jiangnan Architectural Design Research Institute. Her capabilities are top-tier domestically. Upon learning that Mr. Lin is recruiting architects, she was the first person I thought to introduce to you."

Lin Fan, a bit intrigued, thought she sounded like an outstanding talent, "What does she think?"

Song Rongmao replied, "She is quite interested, although she has a somewhat proud personality. So I wanted to inform Mr. Lin ahead of time. If agreeable, she can be invited for a meeting."

Lin Fan agreed swiftly, "Alright, if she’s available, she can come to the company headquarters tomorrow, and we can discuss it face-to-face. Yue’er, make sure to send Miss Wu a formal invitation."

Wei Yue’er nodded, "Alright."

Song Rongmao was pleased, "Great, I’ll inform her as well."

Lin Fan expressed his gratitude, "Thank you, Elder Song, you’re very thoughtful. This is indeed a wonderful surprise."

Song Rongmao was happy, "Mr. Lin is too kind. Now, Mr. Lin, please enjoy the meal. Tonight, let’s celebrate without restraint!"

This banquet was meant for Song Rongmao’s grandson’s full moon celebration, but after Lin Fan’s arrival, he seemed to become the focal point. Being the richest man in Yun City, everyone naturally wanted to take the opportunity to make his acquaintance, each coming forward to toast Lin Fan.

As the banquet concluded, Lin Fan was halfway drunk, fortunately not in an overly disheveled state thanks to his good alcohol tolerance.

Wei Yue’er then drove Lin Fan home.

Upon reaching the village entrance, Wei Yue’er stopped the car and suggested, "You’re drunk, should I help you back?"

She had hoped to stay and look after Lin Fan.

However, Lin Fan didn’t consider it, shaking his head, "No need, I can manage alone. As a girl, in the village paths at night, it’s not safe. Take the car back, and pick me up tomorrow morning."

With that, Lin Fan had already exited the car and closed the door.

Wei Yue’er bit her lip with a hint of grievance, let out a sigh, and reluctantly drove away.

As Wei Yue’er was driving, suddenly her phone rang—it was Wei Tiansheng calling!