In front of the stunned staff in the lobby, Zhou Yi, linking arms with Lin Fan, walked straight to the reception desk and instructed, "This is a very important friend of mine. From now on, if he comes to see me, notify me immediately."
"If I'm not in the office, please invite him to my office and treat him well."
The receptionist nodded repeatedly, "Yes, Chairperson!"
"Mmm."
Zhou Yi responded, then walked towards the elevator with Lin Fan.
"Who was that?"
"Must be the Chairperson's relative, right?"
"Whoa, look at how close they are. If he comes to the company, he's at least a manager!"
"Damn, why don't I have such good relatives."
The staff whispered amongst themselves, completely unaware that the security guard at the entrance had turned ashen, as if he had just survived a great ordeal.
"So fortunate, so fortunate."
The security guard muttered, feeling immensely grateful to Lin Fan.
If Lin Fan had said even a word, just a hint, the security guard would have lost his job.
After Lin Fan, Xiao Zheng, and Zhou Yi entered the elevator, the others quickly made way, not daring to step inside.
"Xiao Fan..."
As the elevator neared the eighteenth floor, Zhou Yi's expression suddenly turned troubled.
"Sister Zhou, is something wrong?"
Lin Fan was puzzled. He was the one here to see her, but it seemed like she had something to ask of him.
Zhou Yi smiled sheepishly, "I have another friend here, he..."
"Sister Zhou, just say what you need to say."
Lin Fan vaguely felt it wasn't good news.
"It's like this..."
Zhou Yi recounted Long Yun's background and then said, "He's pestering me relentlessly. I want to send him away, but he's like sticky candy, clinging on and refusing to leave. It's so annoying!"
Lin Fan understood. He knew what Zhou Yi meant.
However, interfering with someone's livelihood was akin to murder, and it wouldn't be easy. There would inevitably be some trouble.
But he had come today to borrow a car and a business venue. He couldn't just ignore this matter.
Well, let's see the situation first!
Ding!
The elevator stopped smoothly at the eighteenth floor.
Zhou Yi and Lin Fan stepped out of the elevator together, with Secretary Xiao Zheng following closely behind.
The marble floor was polished to a spotless shine, so bright it could be used as a mirror.
Lin Fan only glanced down and knew this stuff was expensive.
His home renovation wouldn't be able to afford such material.
He was still short of money!
He wondered if Zhou Yi had prepared any gifts like a golden compass today.
As his mind wandered, the three of them had already entered a luxurious office.
The office was about a hundred square meters, with a super large balcony on the east side.
The balcony was surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows.
The beautiful scenery outside could be taken in at a glance.
At this moment, Long Yun was sitting on the sofa, leisurely sipping tea.
He looked up and was instantly stunned.
This wasn't right!
He had expected someone around his age, a weathered old man.
Unexpectedly, it was a young man who looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old!
"Master Long, my friend is here."
Zhou Yi walked up to Long Yun and introduced with a smile, "Lin Fan, he's also an expert."
"An expert?"
Long Yun smiled faintly, "I can't tell."
He cupped his hands towards Lin Fan, "This old man is Long Yun. I've heard much about you."
"Heard much about me?" Lin Fan chuckled, thinking, "Heard much about me where?"
Although Lin Fan found it amusing, he politely introduced himself, "My name is Lin Fan, and I'm a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner."
Seeing Long Yun targeting Lin Fan from the start, Zhou Yi felt a flicker of displeasure.
So, she deliberately sat down next to Lin Fan, intending to provoke Long Yun.
Long Yun, however, paid no attention to this and kept scrutinizing Lin Fan.
After observing for a while, he finally noticed something extraordinary about Lin Fan.
He felt that despite Lin Fan's young age, his calm and composed demeanor, his ability to remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, was not something an ordinary person possessed.
And...
A sense of mystery he couldn't quite describe!
"Kid, you've got something. No wonder you could fool Zhou Yi."
Long Yun's vigilance heightened internally, and he planned to give Lin Fan a difficult time.
At this moment, Xiao Zheng stepped forward to refill the tea for the three of them.
Wisps of steam rose, and the fragrant aroma of tea permeated the air.
Even Lin Fan, who didn't know much about tea, knew this was definitely high-quality tea.
"It's rare for two esteemed experts to gather here."
Zhou Yi looked at Long Yun and then smiled, "Xiao Fan was just being modest. I've personally witnessed his physiognomy skills. All my sisters have consulted him, and they were all accurate."
"Oh, that's at most a dozen times. Perhaps it was a fluke, or they stretched the interpretation to fit, it's also possible."
Long Yun maintained an air of being a master, yet his words were laced with hostility.
Lin Fan nodded indifferently, "Mmm, you're right."
"Huh?"
Lin Fan's frank admission actually left Long Yun at a loss.
If Lin Fan had gotten angry or furious, he would have had a way to respond.
As long as Lin Fan lost his composure, he could demonstrate his own superiority.
But Lin Fan's nonchalant attitude completely befuddled him.
He had been in this profession for decades and had encountered at least a hundred peers, yet this was the first time he had seen someone like Lin Fan who didn't play by the usual rules.
Zhou Yi understood this perfectly and smiled, "Young people like to joke around. Master Long, please don't take it to heart."
"Xiao Fan truly has real skills. If nothing else, he diagnosed my illness with perfect accuracy, without the slightest error."
Upon hearing this, Long Yun's expression immediately turned grim.
He couldn't do medical diagnoses!
Feng shui divination, fortune-telling, and such were his specialties.
If it came to medical skills, he would be completely out of his depth.
Lin Fan scoffed inwardly, "What Master Long? He's just a charlatan."
He had already used his Zi Ji Ling Tong to observe.
The red mist above Long Yun's head was gradually fading and accelerating its decline.
In other words, Long Yun's fortune and luck were rapidly disappearing.
To put it plainly, Long Yun was about to have a string of bad luck!
Long Yun rolled up his sleeve, picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and then asked, "Who instructed you to practice physiognomy?"
He placed the teacup in the center, staring intently at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan frowned, finding it inexplicable.
Especially when Long Yun placed a full cup of hot tea in the middle, what did that mean?
Was he trying to be mysterious?
Little did he know, this was a rule of the Jiang Xiang sect, passed down for over three hundred years.
Left is noble, right is lowly. Left is high, right is low.
By placing the teacup in the center, Long Yun was signaling his intention to compete.
However, seeing Lin Fan's clueless expression, Long Yun knew he had overthought things.
So, he was just an ignorant, reckless kid!
Hmph!
Long Yun's expression turned contemptuous.
Over twenty years ago, during the era when people from all over the country were flocking to the coastal regions to make their fortunes, he had gone south to seek wealth.
Unexpectedly, before he could get rich, he was almost penniless from being swindled.
Later, by chance, he was accepted into the ancient and mysterious Jiang Xiang sect.