CHAPTER 310: CHAPTER 310: LIN DAWEI’S CONFUSED FACE

Song Rongmao’s office.

Song Rongmao and Lin Fan finished their conversation, and both stood up.

"Mr. Lin, welcome to the Billionaires’ Club. We will host meetings irregularly, and we hope Mr. Lin will participate and engage in discussions." Song Rongmao said with a smile, shaking hands with Lin Fan.

As it turned out, he called Lin Fan for a private conversation to invite Lin Fan to join the Billionaires’ Club.

The Billionaires’ Club, as the name implies, only grants eligibility to billionaires whose company valuation exceeds one billion.

By becoming a member of the Billionaires’ Club, one will enjoy corresponding member rights, but also bear certain member obligations. For the members, these billionaires will have opportunities for collaboration and communication.

Lin Fan didn’t hesitate much before deciding to join the Billionaires’ Club, as it posed no downside for him. Plus, since Song Rongmao personally invited him, Lin Fan wished to show him respect.

Song Rongmao truly admired Lin Fan. Despite his young age, Lin Fan already owned a billion-dollar group, an extraordinary achievement.

Originally, Billionaires’ Club members needed some time of assessment before meeting the criteria to join. For instance, the valuation of Lin Fan’s Mortal Group had just broken one billion, and typically it would require a period of review to ensure the valuation remains above one billion before they could join.

Similarly, if a member of the Billionaires’ Club experiences a valuation drop below one billion, a review period would ensue. If the valuation doesn’t recover beyond one billion after the period, they would be kicked out of the club.

But Song Rongmao omitted this review period, eagerly inviting Lin Fan, showing great confidence in him.

Lin Fan is said to be the first to receive such treatment.

Lin Fan is also the youngest member of the Billionaires’ Club.

Typically, those able to achieve a company valuation above one billion are middle-aged individuals who’ve worked half their lives or even elderly, but Lin Fan, a mere 21-year-old young man, owns a billion-dollar group, a rarity in all of Huaxia.

Song Rongmao was very pleased, then took out a Golden Card, saying: "Mr. Lin, this is the exclusive Golden Card for the Billionaires’ Club, a symbol of identity. Please keep it safe."

Lin Fan accepted the Golden Card and said: "Thank you."

The two then left the office.

"Mr. Lin, I heard your uncle is ill. I wish to visit him if it’s convenient." Song Rongmao expressed his concern.

Lin Fan replied: "Elder Song, it’s very kind of you. Of course, it’s convenient. Elder Song can accompany me."

Song Rongmao, hardly able to contain his joy, said: "Alright."

Song Rongmao was joyful, finally getting to see the legendary Lin Beixuan!

Lin Fan never imagined that Song Rongmao mistook Lin Dawei for Lin Beixuan, nor did he dwell on it. Arriving outside the Expo Center, Lin Fan boarded a Rolls-Royce headed to Yun City People’s Hospital.

Song Rongmao’s car followed behind.

Upon arriving at Yun City People’s Hospital, Lin Fan and Zhao Jiayi brought Song Rongmao to the VIP suite entrance, only to find the VIP suite was surrounded tightly!

And the people gathered at the door were all business elite big shots...

Lin Fan was stunned. What the hell was going on?

Why were all these people congregating here at his third uncle’s hospital room? It’s not a tourist spot. What’s happening here?

Lin Fan looked at Zhao Jiayi: "How did they know my third uncle was here?"

Zhao Jiayi, slightly panicked, replied: "I’m sorry, Chairman. Perhaps it’s because I divulged... When you and Mr. Song were discussing business, I was outside and someone inquired about Uncle Lin’s condition. I carelessly mentioned Uncle Lin was here. I didn’t expect them to actually come over..."

Lin Fan sighed: "Alright then..."

These people came spontaneously to visit, clearly intending to fish for information from Zhao Jiayi, who unintentionally disclosed it, hence they came.

They didn’t expect such a gesture of respect.

At this point, the visitors gathered at the VIP suite were greeting Lin Dawei, introducing themselves.

Each was surprisingly respectful, somewhat ingratiating, as if Lin Dawei were some significant figure.

These were all prominent individuals, introducing themselves one by one, none without weight in their names, starting from manager, presidents galore, not lacking directors and chairmen...

These people left Lin Dawei bewildered.

What kind of scenario is this?

Why suddenly so many people came to greet him? And they all seemed rather significant, each either a president or a general manager of some kind.

Chen Zhenfeng, beside him, was also dumbfounded at the sight.

Damn!

So many big shots greeting one person simultaneously!

This scene isn’t easily encountered!

Initially here to drive Lin Dawei away, the spectacle left Chen Zhenfeng flustered, as Lin Dawei seemed not so simple after all. Just what identity could draw so many business elites to visit?

Chen Zhenfeng couldn’t help but say: "Everyone, I’m the deputy dean here, are you sure you are in the right room, are you certain you’re visiting him?"

He just couldn’t believe it, as Lin Dawei was merely a farmer from the countryside, here for an illness. He’s reviewed Lin Dawei’s medical records, confidently ascertaining Lin Dawei was nobody, definitely not likely to attract such business elite visits.

Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances. The deputy dean said this, could it be they actually made a mistake?

Lin Dawei said: "I was just about to transfer rooms, please let me pass."

Saying this, Lin Dawei picked up his shabby bag.

Chen Zhenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, appears these people truly made a mistake. Clearly, none of them recognized Lin Dawei, a misunderstanding is understandable.

"Everyone, please move aside and let him leave. If you’re looking for someone, I can help you find them." Chen Zhenfeng said.

Everyone duly stepped aside, allowing Lin Dawei to exit.

However, before Lin Dawei could leave, Lin Fan entered.

"Transfer rooms, why transfer?" Lin Fan asked coldly, glancing at Chen Zhenfeng, "Dean Chen, was this your idea?"

Upon seeing Lin Fan, Chen Zhenfeng’s mood soured. He intended to move Lin Dawei away while Lin Fan wasn’t present, but the sudden appearance of Lin Fan made things difficult.

Nevertheless, Chen Zhenfeng wasn’t afraid of Lin Fan being troublesome; he intended to drive them away regardless of today’s circumstances.

"Hehe, last time you had the dean backing you, I let it pass. Today I’m here to reclaim what’s yours, you ought to scram." Chen Zhenfeng sneered.

However, Chen Zhenfeng hadn’t finished speaking.

Seeing Lin Fan arrive, the gathered people promptly, respectfully greeted him.

"Mr. Lin!"

"Mr. Lin, We’ve specially come to visit Mr. Lin."

"We learned from you that Mr. Lin is hospitalized, and we are deeply concerned, so we came to visit voluntarily."

Lin Fan smiled: "Thank you all for your concern. You’ve been very thoughtful."

Someone asked: "Mr. Lin, is this Mr. Lin? The dean here said we’ve mistaken him."

Lin Fan replied: "You haven’t mistaken. This is indeed my uncle."

Chen Zhenfeng was bewildered; what the hell was going on?