Divorce Only Makes a Son-in-Law Stronger-Chapter 195 - 194, Billionaire Tycoon!

The discussion on the phone was about how to handle Lin Fan. Zhang Ao reported that upon arriving, he had witnessed Ying Rufeng deliberately provoke and attack Lin Fan first, only to be defeated, severely injured, and left unconscious before being sent to the Battle Zone Hospital.

Zhang Ao gripped his phone tightly. He glanced at Lin Fan, looking much more relaxed.

"Yes, yes! I understand."

After a while, he put down his phone, looked up, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

"I have to say, you’re a lucky kid. The Kim family took it upon themselves to report the incident to the relevant authorities, letting you off the hook."

Zhang Ao slapped Lin Fan’s shoulder, his eyes filled with relief.

It wasn’t just Lin Fan who had escaped a calamity, was it? After all, this involved over a dozen lives, including Kim Sooeun, the little princess of the Guxin Group! If a thorough investigation were pursued, Fatty Chu and Xia Bingbing would have had trouble escaping responsibility too!

"This isn’t about luck. A strong fist is what makes people back down."

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment before he understood.

Without a doubt, the death threat I made to Kim Soohwan in the basement had worked. That guy used to be a lawless scion from a wealthy family, but unfortunately for him, he ran into me. He was so scared he lost control of his bowels right there. Besides, the Kim family’s own hands aren’t clean. If they dared to pursue this, they would truly be tired of living.

"Exactly! That Kim Soohwan was completely subdued by my Brother Fan. How would he dare act up now!"

Fatty Chu and Xia Bingbing also breathed a sigh of relief, then began to laugh joyfully. He looked extremely proud, as if he were the biggest hero of them all.

"That Kim Sooeun thought she could collude with Jiang Taizhong just because she had the Ying family’s backing. Who knows how many innocent girls they tricked." As Xia Bingbing spoke, her laughter turned into a hateful gnashing of teeth. "They got what they deserved!"

"Mm, the remaining twenty billion from the Kim family has also arrived." Just then, Lin Fan pulled out his phone, glanced at the transfer notification, and nodded in satisfaction.

Twenty billion? What in the world is going on? You killed their daughter, and the Kim family turns around and gives you twenty billion? Are they completely insane?!

Seeing this, Zhang Ao stared blankly, completely dumbfounded. Fatty Chu and Xia Bingbing were also stunned, exchanging glances.

"This is compensation from the Kim family to the Yun City Shen Family, totaling thirty billion. I’m just holding on to it for them and will transfer it later," Lin Fan explained calmly, putting his phone away. "Kim Soohwan caused the patriarch of the Shen family to die from a heart attack. It’s reasonable for them to pay some compensation, right?"

Reasonable, it’s definitely reasonable... It’s just that this "little bit" of money is terrifying.

"It must be in Goryeo won, right? After conversion, that’s still several hundred million," Fatty Chu muttered, no longer as shocked.

Xia Bingbing nodded in deep agreement.

Zhang Ao, however, was uncertain. He wondered if he should report this news to his superiors.

"No, it’s thirty billion, solid Xia Country currency," Lin Fan said, shaking his head. Just as he was about to continue, his phone buzzed again with a new message.

"What’s this now? It says my account has been temporarily frozen due to a massive cross-border transfer today?" He frowned and turned to explain to the trio, completely oblivious to the fact that they were already staring, gobsmacked, as if they had seen a ghost.

HOLY SHIT! A full thirty billion in Xia Country currency! Right now, just sitting in Lin Fan’s personal bank account? Damn it, this guy looks so unremarkable, but he’s already a multi-billionaire!

GULP. GULP.

Zhang Ao swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry.

Xia Bingbing and Fatty Chu exchanged a look, their eyes filled with envy.

"Hello, is this President Luo? What’s going on with your bank? You’ve frozen my card?" Lin Fan frowned, dialing the private number of Luo Da, the president of Haicheng Commercial Bank.

When the call connected, the loud traffic around the hospital made it impossible to hear anything clearly. He simply pressed the speakerphone button and turned up the volume.

"Director Lin, my apologies! Our system just sent a risk control alert, and we didn’t have time to notify you. I’m truly sorry!" President Luo’s apologetic voice came from the phone, followed by a chuckle. "Please rest assured, I’ll have someone submit the information right away. Your account will be unfrozen within an hour at most."

"Director Lin, the deposits in your personal account with our bank have now exceeded forty billion. Would you be interested in having me recommend a few investment funds?"

"No need. I have urgent use for the money, so I don’t need to purchase any financial products right now." Lin Fan shook his head and hung up amid President Luo’s flattering voice.

He looked up to find three pairs of eyes staring straight at him, gleaming green like hungry wolves.

"Tycoon, let’s be friends!" Fatty Chu yelped, grabbing Lin Fan’s arm.

"Kid, what on earth have you been doing for the past seven years? Even robbing a bank wouldn’t have earned you this much, right?" Zhang Ao licked his dry lips, his expression so ravenous he looked like he wanted to eat Lin Fan.

"I’ve worked myself to death all these years managing Qianqiu Airlines for my family, and our net profit was never this high..." Xia Bingbing lamented quietly.

The three of them exchanged looks, their expressions a mixture of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

Although a little over forty billion was a drop in the bucket for the great families of the Imperial Capital, it was an immense sum for a young man like Lin Fan to possess personally. Such a thing was exceedingly rare, even among the younger generation of the capital’s elite circles.

"It’s not all my money. Stop looking at me like that." Lin Fan fell silent for a moment, then turned to the surrounding warriors. "Can I go now?"

"...You may. But according to the higher-ups, you can only return to the Xia Family Mansion for now. You are to wait there for further instructions." Zhang Ao suppressed the turmoil in his heart and nodded, feeling a deep sense of emotion.

Comparing people really is infuriating. This guy in front of me caused a massive incident, yet several military bigwigs were secretly pulling strings to help him and clean up his mess. He’s holding a fortune that will let him live worry-free for the rest of his life. Not to mention, his martial arts abilities don’t seem to have disappeared at all. Perhaps one day in the future, he’ll be able to clear his name and soar high once again!

At this thought, Zhang Ao’s heart skipped a beat. His gaze toward Lin Fan now held a faint trace of reverence.

"The Qi Replenishing Pill is good. I need to find some time to take it and absorb it quietly... Thanks." He nodded, gave a quick farewell to Lin Fan’s group, and waved his hand to lead his team away.

"Bro, you’re my real brother! You’re so damn awesome!" Fatty Chu retracted his gaze, his small eyes now blazing with fervor as he grabbed Lin Fan’s arm and shook it frantically. "You have to bring your little brother along in the future! If I can just make a little money, I won’t have to deal with my old man’s attitude anymore!"

"We’ll talk about it later. Let’s head back first." Lin Fan shook his head, a complex look in his eyes.

This matter isn’t completely over. I wonder how I’m going to face Mr. Xia Sr. when I get back?

He took a long look toward the hospital’s operating rooms, then turned and walked toward the black Mercedes parked by the road.

「Deep within the Ying Family’s Ancient Mansion.」

"Mom, Ah Fu has already gone to The First People’s Hospital. He’s definitely secured the bone marrow." Inside the lavishly decorated Buddhist hall, Shen Yueli walked up with a smile and spoke to Mrs. Ying Sr., who was kneeling, eyes closed, chanting scriptures while rhythmically tapping a wooden fish.

"Good, very good. Once my dear Rufeng completes the transplant surgery, he’ll be able to attend the Shen family’s ancestral worship ceremony tomorrow without a hitch."

The rhythmic tapping came to an abrupt halt. Mrs. Ying Sr. opened her narrow, triangular eyes, her face breaking into a wide smile.

With Shen Yueli’s help, she stood up. She then quickly and piously clasped her hands together, praying to the Buddha statue in the shrine.

"Actually, there’s more good news. I was afraid of disturbing your prayers, so I didn’t say it immediately." Shen Yueli also clasped her hands in a brief prayer before flashing a charming smile at Mrs. Ying Sr. "Wen Yuan just called. He’s flying back to Xia Country tomorrow, on the old king of Sha Country’s private plane!"

What? Even Ying Wenyuan is coming back? And on such a momentous day for the Shen family, no less!

"The Bodhisattva protects us! Truly, the Bodhisattva protects us! My years of devotion have not been in vain, hahaha!" Overjoyed, Mrs. Ying Sr. bowed before the Buddha statue once more.

"Wen Yuan said the old king is visiting Xia Country on official business and will also be signing a project cooperation agreement in the Imperial Capital," Shen Yueli continued with a smile, her eyes shining with pride. "Wen Yuan will be representing the Xia government to sign with the old king of Sha Country. It’s sure to cause a sensation throughout the entire nation!"

"Heaven blesses the Ying family! Heaven blesses our Ying family!" Mrs. Ying Sr. was so happy she began to cry, raising a hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.

"Mom, I need to take this call. It’s from Kim Byeonghyun’s secretary at the Guxin Group. It’s probably about further discussions on our cooperation." Just then, Shen Yueli pulled out her buzzing phone and smiled at Mrs. Ying Sr.

She pressed the speakerphone button, but before she could say a word, a cold voice came through the phone.

"Mrs. Shen, I’m calling on behalf of President Kim to formally notify the Ying family of our unilateral and immediate termination of all cooperative projects."

For a moment, the Buddhist hall was plunged into a deathly silence. The smiles on the faces of Shen Yueli and Mrs. Ying Sr. froze, and their expressions changed drastically.