"Mr. Lin, please have rcy, you absolutely can’t do this. I don’t want to go to Iceland again; I’ve had enough of the cold there." He Jinsheng almost cried, pleading.
Seeing this, the people around couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
This He Jinsheng tried to act superior earlier, now he’s totally embarrassed himself.
Mr. Lin is incredible, specializes in dealing with such pretentious types.
What elite, in front of Lin Fan, aren’t they just going to kneel.
Lin Fan was a bit surprised. He ntioned sending He Jinsheng to Iceland as a joke, he didn’t even know He Jinsheng’s boss, how could he possibly suggest it to his boss.
Unexpectedly, his casual joke scared He Jinsheng so much that he knelt down, making Lin Fan feel both amused and helpless.
"Alright, I was just saying casually." Lin Fan replied blandly, "Everyone, please be seated; let’s continue the eting."
After speaking, Lin Fan ignored He Jinsheng, found an empty seat nearby, and sat down.
Lin Fan spoke, and everyone quieted down, starting the eting.
He Jinsheng felt relieved, grateful that he didn’t have to be stationed in Iceland, terrified; he really regretted it, knowing Lin Fan’s identity, he wouldn’t have offended Lin Fan, wishing he could give himself two big slaps.
In the following ti, Mo Junliang chaired the tenant eting.
After the tenant eting ended, it was already an hour later, just in ti to go for lunch.
Lin Fan returned to the chairman’s office, and Mo Junliang respectfully asked, "Chairman, are you hungry? There’s a Junyue Restaurant on the third floor; their manager Mr. Qian just begged to make sure you go for a al."
Knowing Lin Fan is the owner of Zhou Tian Mansion property, the tenants here all tried to please Lin Fan as much as possible, and for the Junyue Restaurant, it was relatively simple, just invite Lin Fan for a al.
Lin Fan oh-ed, just about to answer when he suddenly received a phone call from Zhao Jiayi, his personal secretary at Celestial Aviation.
"No problem, Brother Liang, you go down first, I’ll take a call and co down later." Lin Fan said.
Mo Junliang replied, "Alright, I’ll go down to wait for Mr. Lin."
Lin Fan waved his hand and answered Zhao Jiayi’s call.
"Chairman, there’s an important eting at three in the afternoon; the company needs you to attend. Are you available?"
Lin Fan replied, "No problem, I’ll head back."
Zhao Jiayi: "Chairman... there’s one more thing..."
Zhao Jiayi seed hesitant, appearing shy.
Lin Fan asked, "What is it?"
Zhao Jiayi said, "About last night’s issue... it’s my cousin’s fault, Chairman, would you bla ?"
She worried about this the whole night.
Lin Fan chuckled, "Oh that, I don’t even rember it; you don’t need to worry."
Zhao Jiayi was delighted, "Thank you, Chairman, see you this afternoon."
Happily hung up the phone.
Lin Fan smiled helplessly; those of lower status always fear offending people, living cautiously and sotis even humbly, it’s their trouble; but people of high status like Lin Fan also have troubles, such as being too revered, everyone bows and flatters you, they might not sincerely respect you, might just fear your power, which is actually quite boring, making it hard to make genuine friends.
So Lin Fan was often willing to hide his identity to receive others’ honest attitudes, whether good or bad.
Just like He Jinsheng, soone who loves to act superior, soone who points fingers at those beneath, if Lin Fan had revealed his identity early on, he wouldn’t see his true self.
Lin Fan smiled, put away his phone, left the company, and took an elevator to the third floor for lunch.
The elevator stopped on the 50th floor, and a courier ca in.
Lin Fan saw this courier with a sowhat swollen face, looked like soone just hit him, the courier seed down, head down, almost holding back tears.
"Little ng?" Lin Fan called, recognizing this courier as his colleague at the sa station.
Little ng raised his head, saw Lin Fan, and exclaid happily, "Brother Fan!"
Lin Fan smiled, "What a coincidence, are you responsible for delivering parcels here?"
Little ng replied, "Yes, Brother Fan, why are you here, not wearing a courier uniform, not working today?"
Lin Fan did not want to explain too much, casually saying, "I’m here for so business. By the way, Little ng, what’s with your face?"
Little ng touched his swollen face, feeling sowhat aggrieved, sighed, "What else, encountered a demanding custor, got slapped for being a minute late, we dare not do anything to her, just had to swallow it, Brother Fan, you might not know, this kind of thing happens all the ti in our line."
Lin Fan said, "Trust , I know well."
When he was poor, he worked as a food delivery rider, suffered grievances every day, too many weird custors.
While saying this, he casually stopped the elevator.
Little ng curiously asked, "Brother Fan, what are you doing..."
Lin Fan said, "Take up to see, why must couriers suffer such grievances? If she’s wrong, this grievance need not be endured."
Little ng hesitated, "Brother Fan, forget it, it’s not the first ti this kind of thing happened, just endure... what if..."
He worried it might affect his job.
Lin Fan is rich; working as a courier is just for life experience, does not care about offending anyone; but unlike him, he must rely on this job to support his family, cannot lose it.
Lin Fan said, "Don’t worry, I’ve got it covered, if she wants to complain, I’ll talk to the boss lady."
Little ng knew Sister Feng treated Lin Fan well, wanted to worship him like a lord.
With Lin Fan’s assurance, Little ng felt at ease, agreed to take Lin Fan back to settle things with that custor.
They left the elevator, then switched to an ascending one, returning to the 50th floor.
Little ng led Lin Fan to the door of a company.
Looking at the company, Lin Fan noticed it was Danmai International Company, the na sounded familiar, then realized it’s He Jinsheng’s company!
What a coincidence.
He Jinsheng is a market manager at Danmai International Company, and this company represents their Huaxia branch office.
The receptionist at the entrance saw them enter, stood up, recognizing Little ng as the courier who just left, wondering why he returned with soone, seed unfriendly.
"What do you want?" The receptionist asked warily.
Lin Fan asked, "What’s the na of that custor?"
Little ng said, "Liu Xiaodan."
Lin Fan then looked at the receptionist, "Could you please call Liu Xiaodan out, she hit my colleague, I’d like to see what happened."
The receptionist rolled her eyes, "She just went out for lunch, anything else you need?"
Lin Fan chuckled; his top-level insight couldn’t be fooled by the receptionist’s lies.
"If you don’t call her out, we’ll barge in, you bear the consequences," Lin Fan said flatly.
Just then, laughter started, a group walked out from inside, seemingly heading to lunch.
Little ng pointed to a woman, "Brother Fan, that’s her!"
"Liu Xiaodan!" Lin Fan called.
A hefty girl, not pretty but solid, was chatting and laughing, hearing the call, turned to look, seeing Little ng, her face darkened.
"Why are you shouting, is my na for you to casually call? Why did you co back? Oh, went to get reinforcents?" The hefty girl sneered.
Little ng said, "You hit without reason; this can’t just end like this."
The hefty girl sneered, "Got reinforcents, talking tough now, what, want to fight? You two with your builds, co at together, I’ll squash you beneath !"
Her words made everyone burst into laughter; everyone knew Liu Xiaodan is a tough girl, most disregards n.
There were visitor seats nearby; Lin Fan leisurely sat, calmly saying, "We’re not here to fight; you hit Little ng, now slap yourself, then apologize to Little ng, and it’s over."
The laughter ceased; everyone looked at Lin Fan, wondering where he got such confidence.
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