CHAPTER 311: CHAPTER 311: GOLDEN CARD OF THE 100 BILLION CLUB

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief and became cheerful again, glad that they hadn’t mistaken the person.

Lin Dawei looked like an old farmer, which didn’t really match the image of the invisible super-rich Lin Beixuan, so Chen Zhenfeng’s words made them doubt.

Now that Lin Fan had personally identified him, there was naturally no mistake.

Although Lin Dawei looked like a farmer, this just reflected his low profile, much like Lin Fan, who often dressed in street-market clothes, extremely low-key. Those who didn’t know, who could tell he was a billionaire?

It was confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed Lin Fan’s uncle.

Song Rongmao also stepped forward, cupping his hands towards Lin Dawei with a smile, "Hello Mr. Lin, let me introduce myself, I’m Song Rongmao, the Chairman of Yun City Chamber of Commerce. I’ve heard a lot about you, it’s an honor to finally meet you."

Song Rongmao proactively shook hands with Lin Dawei.

Lin Dawei was once again bewildered. Wasn’t this a mistake? Were they really here to see him? How was he deserving of such respect from them?

Lin Fan was also a bit bewildered. Did Song Rongmao just say he had long admired Third Uncle’s name?

"Elder Song is right, it’s a great honor for the junior to witness the style of Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin’s name resounds like thunder, we’ve all been looking forward to this day."

"Back then, Mr. Lin boldly spent 3 billion to buy Yunding Manor, and 6 billion on Chiba Island. The name of the mysterious tycoon resounded throughout Yun City. I longed to meet Mr. Lin someday!"

"I too was impressed by Mr. Lin’s grand gesture!"

The crowd followed Song Rongmao and showered Lin Dawei with flattery.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh.

He finally understood why everyone was so enthusiastic about Lin Dawei. They had mistaken Lin Dawei for Lin Beixuan!

For a moment, Lin Fan wanted to laugh out loud. Lin Beixuan was a fictional character he created, a nonexistent person, and unexpectedly, Third Uncle was benefiting from it.

Lin Dawei continued to look bewildered, feeling that the world had gone crazy, with a crowd of strangers flattering him and saying things he couldn’t understand.

What thirty billion, sixty billion.

Mad, his entire worth was only 3000!

Lin Fan didn’t want to clarify; a misunderstanding was just a misunderstanding. It wasn’t a big deal, and clarifying might make everyone feel awkward.

To avoid embarrassment, Lin Fan said, "Thank you all for caring about my uncle, but my uncle’s health is poor and needs rest, so it’s inconvenient to host everyone. Please forgive us."

Everyone naturally understood Lin Fan’s meaning. Indeed, having so many people crowded here might not be good for a patient.

"Since Mr. Lin needs rest, then I won’t disturb him. I’ll visit Mr. Lin again next time."

"Mr. Lin, take care!"

"Wishing Mr. Lin a speedy recovery!"

"Mr. Lin, I’ll take my leave now."

The crowd exchanged polite words before leaving one after another.

Lin Fan seized the moment to turn his head toward Chen Zhenfeng and said coldly, "Dean Chen, what did you say before? You wanted to kick us out?"

Chen Zhenfeng was already drenched in sweat by now.

He had witnessed the entire process and couldn’t believe his eyes at all.

Was this for real?

These business tycoons showed such respect to Lin Fan, referring to him as Mr. Lin, and it was clear they all knew Lin Fan, so there was no question of mistaken identity!

Moreover, the elder standing next to Lin Fan was none other than the Chairman of Yun City Chamber of Commerce, Song Rongmao!

Then, the scene of everyone praising and groveling to Lin Dawei made Chen Zhenfeng break out in more cold sweat.

The person these tycoons were looking for really turned out to be Lin Dawei!

What? Lin Dawei spent 3 billion to buy Yunding Manor, and 6 billion to buy Chiba Island?

Lin Dawei is the mysterious tycoon Mr. Lin who caused a sensation in Yun City?

Chen Zhenfeng’s face turned a bit pale. Is this Lin Fan the same Lin Fan from Mortal Group, whose market value just surpassed a trillion?

Song Rongmao’s expression darkened, "Dean Chen, isn’t it? Did you ask Mr. Lin to move rooms? You really have a lot of authority! Perhaps you don’t know yet, but Mr. Lin just became a member of our Trillion Club, holding a Golden Card, which grants him priority arrangements in medical care. Shall I ask Dean Zhou what’s going on?"

Chen Zhenfeng was startled.

The Trillion Club Golden Card!

That’s an extraordinary thing. Holding a Trillion Golden Card indeed allows one to walk unchallenged in this hospital; it’s one of the card’s privileges.

If Song Rongmao really asked Zhou Nanhua to intervene, Chen Zhenfeng would be in big trouble and might end up packing his bags and leaving at any moment.

Chen Zhenfeng hurriedly offered a flattering smile, "No need, Elder Song, it’s all a misunderstanding. I was mistaken!"

Song Rongmao responded with an "oh," "Really, you’re sure it was your mistake?"

Chen Zhenfeng replied, "I’m sure, absolutely sure! Mr. Lin, I’m truly sorry, it was my mistake, please be magnanimous and forgive me."

Chen Zhenfeng quickly nodded and bowed to Lin Dawei, apologizing like a dog wagging its tail in supplication.

Then he apologized to Lin Fan, "Mr. Lin, I offended you before, it was my fault, I promise it won’t happen again in the future. Please be forgiving and pardon me this time?"

Lin Fan chuckled, "I’m reasonable, and since you realize your mistake, I won’t do anything extreme to you. I just have a small request."

Dealing with Chen Zhenfeng was a wave of a hand thing for Lin Fan.

But there’s no practical benefit to kicking Chen Zhenfeng out, so it’s better to have him do something useful.

Chen Zhenfeng quickly said, "Mr. Lin, please tell me?"

Lin Fan said, "My uncle’s illness can’t wait. Last time, Dean Zhou seemed to ask you to arrange a doctor. I hope you can do it soon."

Chen Zhenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Lin Fan might request something excessive, but it was just this request.

That’s very simple, he laughed, "No problem, I’ll immediately call our hospital’s best liver disease expert, Dr. Guo, over."

Chen Zhenfeng quickly took out his phone, planning to call the doctor over.

But just then, a chubby middle-aged doctor walked in from outside.

This middle-aged doctor saw Chen Zhenfeng there too, was a bit surprised, but didn’t say anything.

"I am Dr. Guo Yu," the middle-aged doctor introduced himself, seeming quite enthusiastic.

Lin Fan internally acknowledged, this Dr. Guo Yu was indeed the best liver disease expert here.

Unexpectedly, even before Chen Zhenfeng called, he himself came over.

"Dr. Guo, I heard you’re the best liver disease expert here, I’ll leave my uncle’s illness to you." Lin Fan chuckled.

Guo Yu replied, "Not really, I have limited skills, but I’ll do my best. How about you show me the test reports first?"

Lin Dawei found the test reports from his bag and handed them to Guo Yu.

Guo Yu seriously looked over them and said, "The report is somewhat incomplete, so I’ll write up a form for a comprehensive check-up, and once the report is out, contact me."

As he spoke, he wrote out a bunch of check-up forms.

Lin Fan furrowed his brow. Despite how Dr. Guo Yu seemed to be acting responsible, it looked like he was stalling them.

Lin Fan directly said, "Doctor, my uncle has recently had these tests, isn’t it a bit unnecessary?"

Guo Yu chuckled, "It’s necessary, listen to me, I’m the doctor; you can’t go wrong."

As he spoke, Guo Yu gave a wink to Chen Zhenfeng beside him.

Lin Fan internally laughed coldly. Hadn’t Chen Zhenfeng said that Guo Yu was his close friend? Could it be that Chen Zhenfeng wanted Guo Yu to give them a hard time?

"Dean Chen, is it appropriate for Dr. Guo to treat patients like this?" Lin Fan turned coldly to Chen Zhenfeng.

Chen Zhenfeng felt like crying. He had indeed hinted to Guo Yu to intentionally make things difficult for Lin Fan and them.

Who knew the situation would change, and before he had time to inform Guo Yu, Guo Yu himself came over.

Slap!

Chen Zhenfeng swung around and gave Guo Yu a slap, cursing, "You fool, who told you to see patients this way? Mr. Lin’s illness can’t be delayed, stop wasting time, and quickly treat him!"

Guo Yu’s half face turned red, utterly puzzled. Wasn’t it you who asked me to give them a hard time!