Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 682
President Chen had indecent intentions towards Liu Mengjie but ended up drinking the drug he prepared himself and spent the night with an old and ugly madam. π§πβ―β―π€β―π£πβ΄πππ.ππ°π
Thinking about how President Chen would wake up the next day to find himself next to the madam, the scene was unimaginable. Liu Mengjie felt both disgusted and amused, but also scared; this President Chen actually used such lowly tactics to harm her.
If Lin Fan hadnβt been there tonight, she probably couldnβt have escaped President Chenβs clutches.
Liu Mengjie was very grateful to Lin Fan.
"Little Fan, luckily you were here tonight," Liu Mengjie said gratefully.
It must be said, Lin Fan was incredible. President Chen was completely played by Lin Fan like a monkey. Lin Fan even managed to get President Jiang from De Xinglong involved and had the entire KTV staff cooperate with him.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Just a small matter. Donβt forget, tonight Iβm your assistant, who else would I help if not you?"
Liu Mengjie was moved inside. Lin Fan was really great, such an outstanding man, truly captivating, she really liked him a lot...
"Sister Mengjie, itβs getting late, let me take you home," Lin Fan suggested.
"Okay," Liu Mengjie replied.
On the way home, Liu Mengjie leaned against the car window without speaking, seemingly preoccupied with something, her expression a bit gloomy.
"Sister Mengjie, whatβs wrong, worried about the investment?" Lin Fan asked.
Liu Mengjie said, "Little Fan, I canβt hide anything from you. I really donβt know what to do. I originally thought President Chen was reliable. Now I know he isnβt. Who else can I find to invest?"
Lin Fan said, "Sister Mengjie, no need to worry, am I not still here?"
Liu Mengjie quickly said, "Little Fan, didnβt I say I wouldnβt take your money? I hope there wonβt be any monetary interests between us. We are just us, purely us."
Lin Fan said, "I know, I didnβt say I wanted to invest money in the school. I meant I want to help you solve the problem."
Lin Fan, possessing top-class investment master skills, found resolving the schoolβs investment issue to be a piece of cake.
Originally, he had so much money, he could easily buy out the music academy and become a board member, but he respected Liu Mengjieβs wishes, so he didnβt invest the money himself.
Liu Mengjie, curious, asked, "How will you solve it?"
Lin Fan said, "Do you know why the few board members fell out with each other? Earlier at the KTV, I used the excuse of going out to fix the car to make a call and find out the situation. As I suspected, itβs all about profits. Everyone comes for profits and goes for profits, nothing else but profit."
Liu Mengjie was taken aback and said, "You mean our school isnβt being managed well?"
Lin Fan said, "Yes, actually private schools operate similarly to companies. Board members invest in order to make a profit. If itβs not managed well, conflicts are bound to arise."
Liu Mengjie sighed, "I didnβt know this, Iβve been a clueless principal all along."
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You canβt be blamed, Sister Mengjie. As the principal, your main responsibility is the educational work and the management of teachers and students. The schoolβs operational state is not within your job scope."
Liu Mengjie said, "Actually, I have heard a bit about it. The schoolβs operations have indeed encountered problems. There was a loss last year, but Iβm not familiar with that. Little Fan, what do you think we should do?"
Lin Fan said, "No one dislikes money. Precisely because the school is losing money, the board members argued. If the school can turn losses into profits, and everyone can make a lot of money, there will naturally be no conflicts. Right now, the board members are red-faced, seeming like enemies. Once the school makes money, theyβll surely be close as brothers."
Money is indeed like a devil; it can drive one to accomplish anything and makes everything negotiable with wealth.
Liu Mengjie said, "Little Fan, do you have a way to turn the school around to profitability?"
Lin Fan smiled slightly, "Investment requires a return, and this happens to be my strength. Tomorrow, Iβll personally meet with the board members. Can you help me arrange that?"
Liu Mengjie said, "Tomorrow, when you meet them, in what capacity will you do so?"
Lin Fan said, "As Yun Cityβs richest man."
Lin Fan took Liu Mengjie back to Lijing District, and the night was already late.
"Little Fan, itβs too late already. Iβm a bit scared. Can you see me upstairs?" Liu Mengjie said.
Lin Fan said, "Sure."
So, the two got out of the car, and Lin Fan accompanied Liu Mengjie upstairs to the door of her apartment, where Liu Mengjie fished out her keys to open the door.
Liu Mengjieβs heart was beating faster. She was indeed a bit frightened because she nearly got harmed by President Chen tonight, but not to the point of being unable to go home alone. She had a reason for asking Lin Fan to escort her upstairs... It was so late, she wondered if she could let Little Fan stay over for the night...
"Little Fan, itβs so late, how about..."
Liu Mengjie shyly suggested while turning to look at Lin Fan, but was stunned.
Lin Fan quickly ran towards the elevator, pressing the button, and cheerfully said, "Just in time, the elevator is here. Sister Mengjie, Iβll be off now. You have a good rest; see you tomorrow."
"Are you coming down?" a chubby woman in pajamas yelled from inside the elevator. Her husband had woken her late at night to throw out the trash, and she was already in a bad mood.
Lin Fan apologized with a smile, "Iβm going."
That said, he hurried into the elevator.
Leaving Liu Mengjie speechless.
After a while, Liu Mengjie bit her lip and stomped her foot. Seriously, this guy doesnβt understand a womanβs heart at all; he actually rushed to catch the elevator and ran off!
Lin Fan was in the elevator, feeling like something was off. Just now, Sister Mengjieβs expression seemed as if she wanted to say something, but in a rush to catch the elevator, he didnβt pay attention, feeling as if he missed something.
In the elevator, the chubby woman glanced up and down at Lin Fan, noticing his cheap clothing, showing a disdainful expression, "Delivering food, arenβt you?"
Delivering food so late, it must be tough work. The chubby woman clearly looked down on such laborious work. Besides, Lin Fan pressing the elevator had delayed her.
Indeed, strangers appearing at this hour in the district were mostly food delivery people.
Lin Fan smiled slightly, politely said, "Iβm not."
The chubby woman said, "Oh, not delivering? Then driving a cab! Hah, so now you drivers also take guests upstairs, donβt tell me youβre taking advantage of female passengers?"
Saying this, the chubby woman became more suspicious, subconsciously moving aside and tightening her collar.
Lin Fan said calmly, "No, I was just sending a friend home, no need for overthinking."
The chubby woman clearly didnβt believe Lin Fan, still looking wary.
Quickly they reached downstairs, the elevator doors opened, and the chubby woman moved aside, letting Lin Fan go first. Lin Fan, too lazy to argue, walked out first.
The chubby woman followed out, stepped outside, and looked up. She froze upon seeing a Rolls-Royce Cullinan parked in front of the building while Lin Fan walked straight up to it and pressed the car key.
The carβs headlights shone brightly, Lin Fan opened the car door.
Oh my God, this car belongs to this pauper?
"This car... is yours?" the chubby woman said, stammering.
Lin Fan smiled slightly, "Now do you believe me, Iβm not delivering food, nor driving a cab? Oh, by the way, even if I were a pervert, youβd be very safe."
Saying this, Lin Fan got in the car, shut the door, and drove away.
The chubby woman realized, stomping her foot in anger, "What do you mean!"
