A man of great strength should be able to yield and stretch.
This was what the man lying on the ground thought for Brother Hao.
"Very well, I won't argue with you, but I hope you don't run into me again." Hao steadied himself, immediately grabbed the heavily made-up woman, and fled. As he left, he shouted "yao ya."
Bai Lin watched Chen Fan, who had suddenly attacked someone for her. Although this behavior was not ideal, she was overwhelmed by the sense of security Chen Fan gave her.
She looked at Chen Fan with affectionate eyes.
The two sales assistants also saw this scene.
"Sir, do you still need this bag?"
Hearing the sales assistant's reply, Chen Fan immediately swiped his card to pay.
The sales assistants saw Chen Fan's prowess and his extravagant spending.
They all thought to themselves, "If only I had a boyfriend like this."
Rich, handsome, and good at fighting.
Then, they thought about how their own looks couldn't compare to the one next to him, and that making money was more important. They became even more enthusiastic in pushing Bai Lin to buy more.
Bai Lin, being a girl, also followed the sales assistants' suggestions. She wanted this and that, and soon had emptied almost the entire store!
"Hello, sir. Your lady has spent a total of one million six hundred and thirty thousand US dollars in our store. Will that be cash or card?"
Hearing the sales assistant's words, Chen Fan's face darkened.
Who would bring over 1.6 million US dollars to spend, and with exact change? What kind of idiocy was this?
Seeing Chen Fan's dark expression, Bai Lin thought he didn't have that much money. She secretly ran behind Chen Fan and pushed her card into his hand.
Chen Fan turned to look at Bai Lin and found it amusing.
"Quick! Take it!" Bai Lin whispered to Chen Fan from behind.
Chen Fan still ignored Bai Lin and directly took out another black card from his pocket and handed it to the sales assistant.
"Holy cow! A Centurion card!" The sales assistant exclaimed in surprise as they took the credit card from Chen Fan's hand.
Bai Lin was also stunned, as she had only heard of the Centurion black card. Even the Righteous Temple had mentioned this black card. If the Thirteenth District had this card, their overall consumption level could rise by at least one point.
Bai Lin never expected that a holder of the legendary Centurion card would be right beside her.
The Centurion black card required a net worth of over ten billion and an invitation to use.
Another sales assistant, hearing the cashier's exclamation, also leaned over to take a look.
After all, in this luxurious Red Sun Nation commercial street, having been sales assistants for decades, they had seen almost all the most prestigious credit cards in the world, but this was the first time they had encountered the Centurion black card.
The sales assistant's attitude changed instantly, and Bai Lin's admiring gaze intensified.
Perhaps this was another facet of a rich man's charm.
Bai Lin had always thought Chen Fan was poor.
The sales assistant had always thought Chen Fan was rich, but not to this extent.
However, Chen Fan's actions directly slapped everyone in the face.
This was the mature charm of a rich man.
Despite her admiration and affection for Chen Fan, he was still the one carrying the items.
As they walked out of the shopping store, the sales assistants followed them respectfully.
The bags and packages filled Chen Fan's hands, while Bai Lin, carrying nothing, ran ahead cheerfully.
Looking at Chen Fan's retreating figure, the two sales assistants bowed respectfully, imagining themselves having a boyfriend who would protect them.
Of course, in the secular world, Chen Fan's true strength was even greater.
They shopped from afternoon until late into the night.
The two were about to part ways.
Bai Lin reluctantly hugged Chen Fan.
Chen Fan hesitated to let go.
"Chen Fan, you must come for the interview tomorrow," Bai Lin whispered in Chen Fan's ear.
Chen Fan immediately agreed.
Because in the afternoon, Bai Lin had applied to the Thirteenth District for the reorganization of the Thirteenth District.
The Thirteenth District had immediately approved it.
And the meeting would be held tomorrow at the Thirteenth District's office building in the city center of Red Sun Nation.
They hugged for a long time.
"I'm leaving! See you tomorrow," Bai Lin finally let go of Chen Fan reluctantly.
Chen Fan replied,
"See you tomorrow."
They then parted ways and walked in their respective directions.
After Chen Fan left, he immediately hailed a taxi and headed to his hotel.
However, in the distance, several black cars with Red Sun Nation license plates saw Chen Fan get into the car and began to follow him.
Chen Fan, sitting in the car, had already noticed the cars behind him.
But these tailing cars were clearly more trained than domestic gangsters, maintaining a safe distance.
However, it was precisely because of this special safe distance that if the vehicle turned, they had to follow closely, otherwise, the target could easily escape.
Seeing a corner ahead and the black cars still following, Chen Fan instructed the driver to turn into the corner and then get out and leave.
The black cars, seeing the taxi turn into the corner, followed closely. But as soon as they reached the corner, they only saw the empty taxi emerge from inside.
The black cars immediately turned into the corner.
In the pitch-black long road, Chen Fan's figure was nowhere to be seen.
The black cars stopped by the roadside. From each black car, four or five men in suits emerged, holding batons. Roughly counting, there were about twenty of them.