Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With - Chapter 382
382 Returning to School; Trouble with the Song Family!
At this moment, Lin Fan’s phone vibrated.
12:00 PM!
The red packets were here!
[Ding! Congratulations, you’ve received three yuan.]
[Ding! Congratulations, you’ve received 999 yuan.]
!!
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[Ding! Congratulations, you’ve received 1,888 yuan.]
[Ding! Congratulations, you’ve obtained a herbal tea recipe.]
…
This time, Lin Fan received a total of 32,189 yuan and a herbal tea recipe.
Regarding the 32,189 yuan, Lin Fan naturally did not mind at all.
He immediately turned his attention to the herbal tea recipe.
[Herbal Tea Recipe: A drink that refreshes the heart and mind, reduces internal heat, nourishes the stomach, and maintains beauty.]
Then, a complete recipe for making herbal tea appeared in Lin Fan’s mind.
Seeing this…
Lin Fan touched his nose and thought, “Herbal tea? It doesn’t seem to be of much use.”
If he wanted to drink tea, he could just brew some Spirit Tea.
Why go through so much trouble?
Lin Fan, Hu Chuan, and Song Guotao had lunch and packed their things at the hotel before they sat in the first-class cabin.
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Jiangbei City, Song family.
Song Wenming slowly hung up the call.
“Old Master, what did King Herbal Tea say?” Song Yichen asked hurriedly.
Instantly, the entire hall fell silent.
Everyone’s faces were filled with worry.
Back then, the old man of the Song family, Song Wenming, had accidentally come across a delicious herbal tea. He thought that there was a big market for it, so he opened a herbal tea shop.
The facts proved that Song Wenming had a very unique vision!
The business of the herbal tea shop was very good. Gradually, he began to open branches.
After that, he made a gamble, built a factory, and expanded the business to Jiangbei City, Jiang Province… and even the entire country!
Song Herbal Tea’s development momentum was just right.
However, they found out that the recipe that Song Herbal Tea used belonged to an ancestral recipe, and the man, Wang Hu, had already registered a patent for it.
Therefore, Song Wenming wanted to buy the patent.
However, Wang Hu proposed a condition of only renting and not selling.
After some consideration, Song Wenming still chose to accept it.
This lease lasted for more than ten years.
It was Song Herbal Tea that made the Song family one of the top families in Jiangbei and even Jiang Province!
Seeing that Song Herbal Tea’s sales were so high, Wang Hu founded a company called King Herbal Tea a few years ago.
The taste and effects were all exactly the same.
However, the sales of King Herbal Tea were always very poor. In fact, they were less than one-tenth of Song Herbal Tea.
A few days ago, when the Song family was preparing to pay the patent fees for the next year, Wang Hu suddenly suggested not to rent the formula to the Song family.
The entire Song family instantly became gloomy.
The Song family might be wealthy and powerful now, but the sales of Song Herbal Tea were huge. Correspondingly, the factories, workers, machinery, and raw materials… There were also many of them.
If they could continue to produce and sell herbal tea, the Song family’s power would also increase.
If the market gradually shrank, the Song family needed to slowly reduce production and safely withdraw.
It was very fatal to suddenly stop production like this.
Song Yichen said, “If it really doesn’t work, let’s use No. 5 Herbal Tea to replace the herbal tea we have now?”
No. 5 Herbal Tea?
In fact, Song Wenming had great foresight.
He understood that renting the herbal tea recipe was like having someone choking him.
There would be a problem one day.
Therefore, he set up a research and development department a long time ago and created several herbal tea formulas that belonged to him. He then quietly introduced them to the market as new products.
However, even though these new products were heavily promoted, there were not many sales.
This made the Song family very helpless.
The No. 5 Herbal Tea that Song Yichen was talking about was a type of herbal tea that had been recently developed. Its taste and effects were very similar to those of the old-fashioned herbal tea.
Of course, it was only similar.
“That’s the only way,” Song Wenming thought for a moment and said.
Song Jiaxin, who had always been carefree, sighed slightly when she heard the conversation between the elders.
Future Group.
Sun Luguo: [Sister Jiaxin, how is Song Herbal Tea doing now? Our Sun family can take out some funds to help with the turnover.]
Liu Zhenyu: [Our Liu family can do it too!]
Duan Qian: [And our Duan family!]
Zhang Bin: [Our Zhang family has no problem with helping out either!]
Tan Shengyu: [And the Tan family!]
Song Jiaxin: [Thank you for your kind intentions. When I need it, I’ll definitely ask for it.]
Song Jiaxin: [Let’s not talk for now. I still have some things to deal with here.]
Tan Shengyu: [Do you guys think Brother Lin Fan knows about this?]
Duan Qian: [I think so. Isn’t Brother Lin Fan in the same class as Sister Jiaxin?]
Tan Shengyu: [That’s true. However, this herbal tea problem… is indeed not easy to resolve.]
The few of them chatted in the Future Group for a while before falling silent.
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Lin Fan returned to the Coiling Dragon Villa and played with his phone for a while. Then, he lay down on the soft bed and fell into a deep sleep.
In the blink of an eye, it was the second day.
He glanced at his phone out of habit.
[Notice from Merchant Bank: 7,532,900 yuan was deposited into your account.]
Then, he turned his attention to the sign-in system.
“Sign in!”
[Ding! Congratulations, you’ve received 1,000,000 yuan.]
Seeing this…
Lin Fan could not help but mumble, “Did my luck run out again?”
After breakfast, he drove the Cullinan straight to Jiangbei University.
At that moment, a bright banner hung in front of the gate of Jiangbei University.
‘We warmly congratulate our school’s Lin Fan on winning the Shiing-Shen Chern Mathematics Prize!’
Lin Fan was already used to seeing such banners, so he did not pay much attention to it.
After arriving at the classroom…
“Brother Lin Fan, how was the capital?” Song Yi asked excitedly. “Was it fun?”
Lin Fan nodded. “Not bad!”
“Did you meet any pretty girls?” Zheng Jinbao asked.
Beside them, Song Yi and Ma Zhong could not help but perk up their ears.
Obviously, they were very concerned about this matter.
When he heard the words ‘pretty girls’, Lin Fan could not help but think of Xu Jingrou, and his lips curled up.
Zheng Jinbao seemed to have understood something. He gave a thumbs up and praised, “As expected of Brother Lin Fan!”
“Brother Lin Fan, awesome!” Song Yi said.
“Awesome!” Ma Zhong said.
At this moment, a crisp bell rang throughout the entire campus.
The old professor walked in slowly with a book in his arms.
He first scanned the classroom with his turbid eyes.
When he saw Lin Fan, his eyes lit up.
The old professor ‘loved’ Lin Fan to the bone.
First, he won the Higher Education Cup, then he solved several math problems…
Now, he even won the Shiing-Shen Chern Mathematics Prize!
Most importantly, Lin Fan had been studying very hard. It could be seen from how he slept in class every day.
After a while, the old professor picked up the name list and said, “Today, I’ll do the roll call first.”
The management of the university was very loose, and most of them relied on self-study.
The professors rarely called attendance.
However, that did not mean that they never called out names.
Otherwise, how would the credits be distributed?
“Ma Zhong!”
“Here!”
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“Lin Fan!”
“Here!”
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“Wang Xinhui!”
“Here!”
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