Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God
Chapter 1225 - 1224
Lin Fan successfully turned around, shaking off the two yellow-haired guys on motorcycles, and soon merged into the traffic on a main road.
"You have deviated from the route, recalculating the route for you..." the navigation system announced.
Yun Qingyao’s eyes at this moment were filled with helplessness. It’s not that her people were useless, but Lin Fan was too strong. If their target were someone else, the car would have already broken down, and the rescue plan could have moved to the next step. Unfortunately, they were up against Lin Fan.
If this guy were that easy to deal with, she wouldn’t have fallen into his hands.
"I changed my mind. We’re headed to the Yun Sect now. Give me directions," Lin Fan said flatly.
Yun Qingyao glanced at Lin Fan, mocking him, "What, are you scared? This is just an appetizer, and you’re frightened already?"
Lin Fan said, "I told you, I’m here to reason things out. Since you’re unwilling to reason, I won’t be courteous. I want this matter resolved before dawn."
Yun Qingyao bit her lip, was silent for a moment, then said, "You should first head to a place called Cyan Ox Stronghold; the map can navigate it."
If her people couldn’t rescue her successfully before she returned to the Yun Sect, she’d have no choice but to bring Lin Fan into the sect, and then let her family deal with Lin Fan directly. The problem was, she was in Lin Fan’s hands, bound to be manipulated by him, and she disliked that feeling. So, even the slightest chance, she must escape.
"Cyan Ox Stronghold." Lin Fan entered the address into the navigation, and indeed found the place, heading west, it was a two-hour drive. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
But Lin Fan didn’t immediately drive off; instead, he looked to the roadside, and after a moment, he drove off the highway into a roadside 4S store.
"We’re going to repair the car now, I’ll restore your mobility later, don’t run off," Lin Fan said.
With that, Lin Fan parked the car at the store entrance and then got out.
Seeing the owner of the Rolls-Royce, the store employees immediately greeted him warmly, with wide smiles, almost too enthusiastic.
"May I have your surname, sir? Is there anything I can help you with?" an employee asked, nodding and bowing.
Lin Fan said, "My surname is Lin. While reversing, my car accidentally bumped into something, help me fix it."
Lin Fan led the employee to the rear right side of the car, indeed, the taillight was damaged, along with scratches and dents, caused by the collision with the motorcycling yellow-haired guys.
Seeing the damage, the employee’s face changed, and he exclaimed, "This is seriously damaged, Mr. Lin, do you need the car urgently? It’s too late today, I’m afraid we can’t fix it because your car is a Rolls-Royce, and we need to get some parts."
Lin Fan responded, "No worries, I’ll leave the car here, you fix it."
The employee said, "About the price..."
Lin Fan said, "Money isn’t an issue, use original parts, just quote me a price."
Truly wealthy, financial swagger, only the truly rich can say money isn’t an issue when repairing a Rolls-Royce.
The employee said, "I need to check the price, Mr. Lin, why not come inside the store first, I’ll get you a glass of water..."
Lin Fan said, "No need, just give me an approximate quote, we’ll settle the details when I come back to pick up the car."
Impressive!
The employee was impressed and said, "Conservatively, the repair costs for the taillight and scratches would be around five hundred thousand."
Lin Fan nodded, "Alright, I’ll leave the car with you. Also, I’d like to rent a vehicle, I need one for mountain roads, get me a robust Hummer, how long will that take?"
The employee’s heart pounded, impressive. In this small town, all year round, it’s rare to encounter such a bold, straightforward, and generous customer, a true magnate.
"I need to prepare some documents and paperwork for you, it would take about half an hour," the employee said.
Lin Fan said, "Okay, is there somewhere nearby to eat?"
The employee pointed in a direction, "Walk a few hundred meters that way, there are many restaurants there."
Lin Fan tossed the car keys to the employee, "Get it done, we’ll go eat, come back to pick up the car after dinner."
After saying that, Lin Fan returned to the car, grabbed his cellphone and other personal items, then pulled out the Silver Needle from Yun Qingyao’s body, restoring her mobility.
The two then got off the car and went to eat.
"You heard it, the repair costs are around five hundred thousand, this bill should be charged to your Yun Sect," Lin Fan said flatly.
Yun Qingyao sweated; no wonder Lin Fan was so generous, not even blinking - turns out, he’s charging it to the Yun Sect. Even if the repair cost was a million, he wouldn’t flinch, only the Yun Sect would suffer from this. The guy’s clearly a billionaire, yet he charges fifty hundred thousand to the Yun Sect; no, Lin Fan even said earlier that the highway fees should be paid by the Yun Sect. He’s so petty, truly a skinflint.
No matter what, he must defeat Lin Fan!
Yun Qingyao pondered; she couldn’t get her ten billion, and she couldn’t bring back the debt to her family, that’s unacceptable.
"Then I’ll settle an account with you, give me ten billion, how about it?" Yun Qingyao said coldly, "Lin Fan, don’t blame me for not reminding you, this is your last chance, once you enter our Yun Sect territory, you won’t be able to leave."
Lin Fan did not respond, only saying, "Hurry up, we have just half an hour for dinner, and then we hit the road."
They quickly arrived at a nearby snack street. The foot traffic here wasn’t much, and it was almost nine in the evening, the street was practically empty, many stores already closed, while the night stalls were setting up.
Lin Fan was just looking to fill his stomach, not picky, so he entered the first restaurant he encountered, which had only a few scattered guests and plenty of empty seats.
The lady boss came with a menu, warmly greeted, "Handsome guy and pretty lady, dining? Please have a seat, what would you like?"
Lin Fan chose a spot and sat down, didn’t look at the menu, smiled, "Just make us a couple of home-cooked dishes, fast."
The lady boss smiled, "Alright."
Yun Qingyao surveyed the restaurant, then looked at Lin Fan, saying, "I want to use the restroom."
Lin Fan glanced into the restaurant, the restroom was furthest back, next to it was a back door, Yun Qingyao was still plotting to escape.
"I’ll accompany you," Lin Fan said, standing up.
At the toilet door, Lin Fan peeked inside, confirmed there was no escape out of the restroom, then let Yun Qingyao in, while he stood guard at the door.
Yun Qingyao resignedly entered the restroom, Lin Fan was watching so closely, her escape plan foiled again.
Lin Fan stood outside the toilet, suddenly hearing the roar of engines and boisterous laughter coming from outside. Turns out, several motorcycles arrived—all with at least three riders, some four—all with hair of various colors, dressed in non-mainstream styles, young men and women. Such people were common in small towns, idle folk with no jobs, spending all day loafing around, commonly known as punks.
Parking their bikes outside, the group swaggered into the restaurant, sitting with big grins and laughter, seemingly unmindful of Lin Fan’s presence.
But Lin Fan already recognized them; a few among them were the ones who had scattered spike traps on the road, attempting to intercept him earlier.