Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God-Chapter 789

An Audi A8 stopped outside the restaurant. The driver was a man in a suit with slicked-back hair. After parking, he hurriedly got out and respectfully opened the rear door to assist a middle-aged man out of the car.

"This place?" The middle-aged man frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the environment of the restaurant before him.

The man with slicked-back hair chuckled awkwardly: "Boss, this is the only decent restaurant around here. Don't be fooled by its appearance; the food is actually quite good."

The middle-aged man spat: "What a godforsaken place. I'm seriously doubting if investing in this dump is the right choice."

The man with slicked-back hair looked troubled and said, "Boss, should we find another? But to get a high-end restaurant, we might have to drive twenty kilometers."

The middle-aged man frowned: "Forget it. I'm starving. Let's just grab something here."

The man with slicked-back hair breathed a sigh of relief. He, too, didn't want to drive that far and quickly said, "Boss, this way please, take it easy."

He walked ahead to open the restaurant door, cautiously ushering the middle-aged man inside.

The restaurant was bustling, with not a single seat available, and people were crowded in the hallway waiting for spots.

The middle-aged man frowned deeply, increasingly dissatisfied: "No place to eat here either."

The man with slicked-back hair said, "Boss, wait a moment."

He hurriedly looked around and suddenly, his gaze landed on Lin Fan and Wei Yue'er. It seemed they were almost done eating, and judging by Lin Fan's outfit, he estimated Lin Fan was just a laborer.

So he went straight up to Lin Fan: "Kid, finished eating? If you've finished, hurry up and leave, give your seat to our boss!"

His attitude towards the boss and Lin Fan was worlds apart; he was fawning over the boss like a pet dog while acting superior towards Lin Fan, perhaps thinking Lin Fan was easy to bully.

Just earlier, Lin Fan had told Wei Yue'er to hurry up and finish eating to give up their seats to others, so Lin Fan was willing to vacate the seat, but if only the man's tone had been polite, he would have ended his meal early.

"Not finished," Lin Fan said calmly, refusing to give up the seat.

The man with slicked-back hair was instantly annoyed: "You've clearly finished. Look, your bowl is empty, yet you're not hurrying away? Our boss is waiting to eat!"

Lin Fan said: "There are more people waiting to eat, not just you. There should be a system of who comes first, right? You've just arrived, so even if we are leaving, it's not your turn."

The man with slicked-back hair was furious: "What the hell are you saying? Do you know what kind of person our boss is? He doesn't need to queue with these laborers. Stop blabbering and get lost! Making our boss wait, you'll get slapped!"

The commotion here caught the attention of the diners in the restaurant. Upon hearing the words of the man with slicked-back hair, everyone turned their heads, especially the laborers dining inside, feeling offended and annoyed.

However, due to not knowing who the middle-aged man was, no one dared to provoke him lightly. What if he was someone significant?

Recently, quite a few big shots have been near here; just now, a Rolls-Royce worth 8 million was parked outside. It's better not to make enemies easily; you never know if you'll accidentally offend someone you shouldn't.

For the moment, everyone was watching Lin Fan, waiting to see his reaction.

Most believed Lin Fan would back down, considering the middle-aged man indeed looked like someone important. Otherwise, the man with slicked-back hair wouldn't be so arrogant. This was simply the fox borrowing the tiger's power.

However, everyone guessed wrong.

Lin Fan completely ignored the man with slicked-back hair, waved his hand: "Boss, come here, another bowl of rice."

The restaurant owner, an uncle, also noticed the situation. Lin Fan was one of the first group of customers today. He had chatted with Lin Fan earlier, knowing Lin Fan was the owner of the Rolls-Royce outside.

The man with slicked-back hair, yelling at Lin Fan like this, really wasn't afraid of kicking the iron plate.

"Coming!"

The uncle quickly scooped a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Lin Fan: "Boss, enjoy."

Seeing this, the man with slicked-back hair was furious. He grabbed the uncle: "You're the owner here, right? This guy is clearly done eating, but still hogging the seat. Hurry up and tell him to leave, clear the space for my boss!"

The uncle chuckled: "Sorry, customer, this boss hasn't finished eating yet. Please wait a bit."

He didn't dare offend Lin Fan or the man with slicked-back hair, trying to mediate.

The man with slicked-back hair looked back at the middle-aged man and saw the latter already showing signs of impatience; he was anxious and said, "No, he's doing it on purpose. Didn't you see? Here, you tell him to leave. I'll pay double for today's meal!"

His only thought now was to quickly let the boss eat, avoiding being blamed for incompetence.

The uncle was troubled: "This isn't about money. This boss hasn't finished yet, and I have no reason to make him leave early. Look, so many people are waiting for seats, not just you, please be considerate."

Lin Fan smiled: "Boss, I have a suggestion for you. Your business is so good, it might get even better as more people come. It's time to implement a number queue. People can have seats based on numbers; they can't let people like this disturb the order."

The uncle nodded: "That's a good idea. Thank you for the suggestion, boss."

The man with slicked-back hair was infuriated: "What do you mean 'disturb the order'? Do you know the status of my boss? He doesn't need to queue with these laborers. There should be respect and hierarchy!"

"If the big boss's status is so noble and he doesn't want to queue with our laborer brothers, you can go elsewhere," Lin Fan said, his gaze coldly meeting the man with slicked-back hair.

This statement struck a chord with everyone; they all nodded in agreement. They had long been fed up with the man with slicked-back hair.

The man with slicked-back hair was furious: "Dirty laborer, I'm telling you again, are you leaving or not? Believe it or not, if my boss's name comes out, it'll scare you!"

Lin Fan uttered a calm "Oh": "Then go ahead, see if you can scare me."

The man with slicked-back hair coldly snorted: "Our boss is the chairman of Xingye Real Estate in Yun City. Know Xingye Real Estate? A top ten real estate company in Yun City. Our boss has connections in both political and business circles. Just tell which construction site you're from, and a single call from our boss can leave you unemployed!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

In this restaurant, there were evidently people from the real estate industry. Hearing this, their expressions changed.

"He is the boss of Xingye Real Estate, Sun Hongxing!"

"Not simple, it's true, Sun Hongxing is indeed a big shot in real estate!"

"He is indeed not to be trifled with."

Listening to these real estate industry people, it's clear that Sun Hongxing is not easy to mess with.

Sun Hongxing, seeing this, raised his head proudly, nostrils flared, feeling good about himself, convinced he was really not someone to mess with.

Lin Fan said calmly: "A single call can leave me unemployed? I don't believe it."

The man with slicked-back hair coldly snorted: "Kid, you're very arrogant. Report your construction site, and I'll immediately slap you down."

"Mortal Group car manufacturing plant, Lin Fan." Lin Fan looked at Sun Hongxing, smiling, "Boss Sun, to whom do you plan to make this call to see me unemployed?"

What?

Once these words were spoken, the entire restaurant was stunned.