The richest man in the world: starting from receiving 70 billion red envelopes

Chapter 125 Earthquake Predictor, Meet Friends! (seeking a monthly ticket)
After Lin Fan left the library, he returned to the dormitory.

At this time, the dormitory was empty and very quiet.

[Do you want to receive an earthquake predictor and its manufacturing principle? 】

"Yes!" Lin Fan said silently.

"Wow!"

In the next moment, a pitch-black cuboid machine about 1 cubic meter appeared in front of him.

This is the Earthquake Predictor!

On top of the earthquake forecaster, there is a large stack of data.

At the top of the information, there are nine big characters - the manufacturing principles of earthquake predictors.

Lin Fan first took a look at the black machine, and murmured, "This is the earthquake forecaster, right? It looks a bit like a box."

Then, he picked up the file and quickly looked through it.

"Crash!"

For about 3 minutes, I remembered all the content about the manufacturing principle of the earthquake forecaster in my mind.

"Can you predict earthquakes in the next 5 days? It's not bad at all."

Forecast earthquakes in the next 5 days?

Still barely good?

If earthquake experts heard it, they would probably scream.

You know, with today’s science and technology, it is impossible to predict even in 5 minutes, let alone 5 days!

Lin Fan yawned, then lay down on the bed, and fell asleep in a deep sleep.

He didn't sleep all night last night. Even though he has the skill violence aesthetics and his body has been strengthened, he still feels a little sleepy.

…………

physics lab.

"Buzz!"

Dull voices, one after another.

After a long time, it slowly stopped.

Looking at the data on the computer screen, Wang Guohai couldn't restrain a smile on his face.

Zhong Wenting next to her said excitedly: "Let's sort out these data, and we should be able to publish several SCI articles!"

"Yes." Wang Guohai nodded.

"Then what are you waiting for? Get to work!" Zhong Wenting said.

…………

Lin Fan slept very comfortably this time.

When a beam of hot sunlight fell on his face, he slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Fan lay on the bed and relaxed for a while.

"Ding!"

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated slightly.

12: 00!

Red envelopes appear!

"Ding! Congratulations, you got 10 yuan."

"Ding! Congratulations, you got 1999 yuan."

……

"Ding! Congratulations, you got 50000 yuan."

"Ding! Congratulations, you got 1 yuan."

Today, Lin Fan received a total of 72121 yuan.

Lin Fan didn't care about the money, and put the phone back in his pocket.

Then, slowly walked outside.

Lin Fan didn't leave for long when Zheng Jinbao, Ma Zhong and Song Yi strolled in.

"What is this?" Ma Zhong pointed at the earthquake predictor.

"It would be great if it was higher, it just serves as a table." Song Yi said.

Zheng Jinbao also looked at it curiously, but he quickly turned his attention to his computer.

……

Before 12:[-], there was a long queue in the school cafeteria.

After 12 o'clock, it is crowded with people.

Lin Fan didn't want to squeeze, so he drove the Lamborghini directly to the AB restaurant not far away.

Crystal Shrimp Dumplings, Plain Green Vegetables, Suckling Pigeon Soup, Stir-fried Yellow Beef...

A simple and affordable lunch of 600 yuan made Lin Fan very satisfied.

After a full meal, Lin Fan walked out of the AB restaurant, ready to return to school.

At this time, a somewhat familiar figure appeared not far away.

"Zhang Song!" Lin Fan called out.

Zhang Song, Lin Fan's good friend in high school.

The reason why Lin Fan attended the last high school reunion was that Zhang Song was one of the people he wanted to meet.

Although, the man not far away is taller, darker, and thinner than Zhang Song in high school...

However, Lin Fan still confirmed that it was his former good friend, Zhang Song.

The man not far away obviously heard someone calling him, so he couldn't help turning around.

He said in a somewhat uncertain tone, "You are... Lin Fan?"

Lin Fan saw that he recognized him and said happily: "Haha! It's me. I didn't expect that we would meet here."

For being able to meet high school friends, Zhang Song also seemed very happy, saying: "I didn't expect that either!"

Lin Fan asked again: "When did you arrive in Jiangbei?"

"I've been in Jiangbei," Zhang Song said.

"What? You didn't tell me earlier, I've been in Jiangbei too! By the way, our class had a party in Jiangbei not long ago!" Lin Fan said.

Zhang Songdao: "Yes...is it?"

In fact, he knew about the party.

However, he has been very unsatisfactory these years, so he didn't participate.

Lin Fan said: "At the last meeting, I just wanted to meet some of your good friends, but in the end, none of you went. If I had known, I would not have gone either."

"Jingle Bell!"

At this time, Zhang Song's cell phone rang with a rush of ringtones.

"Hui Ling, what's the matter?" Zhang Song answered the phone.

Huiling, whose full name is Zhang Huiling, is Zhang Song’s sister.

"Mom fell to the ground, her head is bleeding..." There was a flustered voice on the phone.

"What? I'll be right back!" Zhang Song said anxiously.

Lin Fan, who was standing nearby, heard everything on the phone clearly and said hurriedly: "My car is right next to me. I will take you back."

"Thank you." Zhang Song said.

Then, Lin Fan directly opened the door of the Lamborghini and quickly got on it.

Zhang Song was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that Lin Fan was driving a super sports car.

Lin Fan said: "Come up quickly."

Only then did Zhang Song come to his senses, and hurriedly sat on it.

If it wasn't for the phone call just now, Zhang Song would definitely be curious about supercars.

However, at this time, apart from a hint of surprise, he was more worried.

After Lin Fan asked about Zhang Song's exact location, he stepped on the accelerator.

"boom!"

Immediately, the whole Lamborghini jumped out, galloping in the middle of the road like a lightning bolt.

Not long after, Lin Fan came to the only factory in Jiangbei City.

Only the factory is an old factory with a history of decades, so the overall look is a bit old.

And Zhang Song's home is in the only factory worker's compound.

"boom!"

Zhang Song rushed into the house quickly and asked anxiously: "Mom, how is it?"

The woman whose head was wrapped in gauze, and a trace of blood was faintly oozing from the gauze, said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, it's just a little skin scratch."

Then, in a somewhat reproachful tone, she said, "Huiling, you are the same, why are you so excited?"

Zhang Huiling next to her had red eyes. Obviously, she was really frightened just now.

At this moment, the woman finally saw Lin Fan following Zhang Song, and said, "This is..."

Lin Fan said: "I am Zhang Song's high school classmate, a very good friend!"

"It turns out he's Xiaosong's friend. Please sit down quickly. The house is a little messy. Don't take it personally. I'll pour you some tea." After the woman finished speaking, she limped towards the coffee table.

Zhang Huiling said: "Mom, let me pour some water."

Apparently, this family is very hospitable.

　PS: Ask for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)