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Chapter 560: Overturn the table after eating

"Don't talk to me anymore. I want to be quiet. If you keep talking, I might drive into the guardrail." Zhao Xingmin gripped the steering wheel tightly, almost losing control because of Lin Fan's words.

More than ten minutes later, the Bentley stopped in front of the Tianlong Hotel. The two got out of the car and saw Lu Tianlong already waiting.

"Haha, Lu Tianlong really gives you enough face." Zhao Xingmin looked at Lu Tianlong and smiled.

"Given his status, there aren't many people who can make him wait in person." Lin Fan glanced at Lu Tianlong.

"Have you ever thought about it? If your identity is exposed, he won't even be qualified to stand here." Lin Fan said to Zhao Xingmin.

"Okay, okay, you are the boss, you are the king of football." Zhao Xingmin rolled his eyes.

"King of Football? What does that mean?" Lin Fan was puzzled.

"The abbreviation of the emperor on earth, the emperor of the ball." Zhao Xingmin said unhappily, then opened the car door.

Lin Fan stood beside the car, smiled slightly, and declined the offer to open the door: "I can do it myself."

"Welcome." Lu Tianlong came over with his son Lu Zhen, smiling, as if sunshine was shining in everyone's heart.

When Zhao Xingmin saw Lu Tianlong, he immediately put on a proper smile and greeted him politely while maintaining a certain distance: "Master Lu."

"Don't be so distant. Just call me 'Brother Tianlong'."

Lu Tianlong smiled and closed the distance between them, then said, "We are all busy with our own things, so it's rare for us to get together tonight."

"Yes, Brother Tianlong, you are very busy, but I am free and can accompany you anytime." Zhao Xingmin responded casually, with a little more intimacy in his tone.

During the greeting, Lu Zhen's gaze inadvertently swept over Lin Fan, and a hint of imperceptible hostility flashed in his eyes.

However, Lin Fan still caught the fluctuation at this moment, and sneered in his heart: This kid obviously hasn't let go of the grudge in his heart.

Lu Tianlong turned to Lin Fan, his smile growing even wider. "This must be Mr. Lin, right? I've heard a lot about you."

He then turned to Zhao Xingmin and joked, "Xingmin, you are so lucky to have such an outstanding son-in-law."

"How can it compare to you having such an outstanding son like Xiaozhe?" Zhao Xingmin said with a smile, praising Lu Zhen's changes: "After not seeing him for many years, Xiaozhe has become even more handsome."

"Hello, Uncle Zhao." Lu Zhen greeted politely, obviously having a good relationship with Zhao Ziqing.

"I heard that you have made great achievements abroad and brought back a lot of funds to support national construction. It is really admirable." Zhao Xingmin praised, his words full of expectations for the younger generation.

Hearing these words, Lu Zhen unconsciously straightened his back, but when he glanced at Lin Fan, the dissatisfaction in his heart surged again. If it weren't for Lin Fan, he would have been the focus of everyone's attention.

Lin Fan suddenly spoke, his voice calm but powerful: "You want to kill me?"

The moment these words came out, the atmosphere froze. Lu Zhen, startled, controlled his emotions, trying to conceal his inner thoughts.

"Mr. Lin, you misunderstood."

Lu Tianlong hurried to ease the situation: "My son has already explained the misunderstanding between you. He very much hopes to shake hands with you and have a good time."

"Handshake and say hello?"

Lin Fan chuckled and was about to say something else when Zhao Xingmin interrupted him: "Minor frictions between young people are normal. Just like us back then, fighting today and making peace tomorrow, wasn't that pretty good?"

"That's right, that's right." Lu Tianlong echoed, trying to make the scene more relaxed and harmonious.

Lu Tianlong quickly took over the conversation and was glad that it was a wise decision to invite Zhao Xingmin to accompany him today.

"Okay." Lin Fan nodded, glanced at his father-in-law Zhao Xingmin, and smiled.

"Actually, I don't want to be an enemy of Young Master Lu. How can I, a son-in-law from outside, have the courage to go against the number one figure in Ancheng?" Lin Fan looked calm, but a little helpless.

"Mr. Lin, I asked you to come here today because I want Zhen'er to apologize to you."

Lu Tianlong's humble attitude displeased his son, Lu Zhen. He didn't understand why his father was so servile to this young man, even if he had heard that Lin Fan had a military background, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

"Master Lu, you don't have to be polite. Minor frictions between young people are normal. As long as Young Master Lu stops targeting me, I have no intention of becoming his enemy." Lin Fan said calmly.

"I'm relieved by your words. Let's go in and talk, please."

Lu Tianlong breathed a sigh of relief and invited everyone into the private room on the top floor of the hotel. It was clear that Lin Fan had given his father-in-law, Zhao Xingmin, enough face.

After the four of them sat down, Lu Tianlong asked the manager to prepare a few bottles of good wine. Soon the table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, the standard of which was astonishing.

Lin Fan placed his hand lightly on the edge of the table, as if testing its stability.

This action caught Zhao Xingmin's attention. He realized that Lin Fan might be considering a more intense reaction, but he did not point it out.

"Haha, thanks to my excellent son-in-law, I have the opportunity to sit at the same table with Brother Tianlong again."

Zhao Xingmin joked, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

However, he himself could not remember the last time he had dinner with Lu Tianlong. Since Lu Tianlong became the head of the Lu family, the two had almost no contact.

"Xingmin, don't say that. The Lu family and the Su family have always had a good relationship. This is definitely not because my brother neglected you."

Lu Tianlong explained: "Being the head of the family is really too busy. I don't even have time to eat with Zhen'er."

"Since you're so busy, why not give the position of head of the family to someone else? That way you can enjoy life, like my father-in-law does, playing cards and relaxing. Isn't that great?"

Lin Fan suggested softly, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Tianlong's smile froze instantly, and Lu Zhen couldn't help but clenched his fists.

If he hadn't considered the loss he suffered at the hands of Lin Fan before and that the meeting tonight was arranged by his father, he really wanted to explode immediately.

"Mr. Lin, you're joking. Zhen'er still needs more experience."

Lu Tianlong responded reluctantly, noticing his son's expression shift from anger to deep thought—as if he agreed with Lin Fan's point of view.

To ease the atmosphere, Lu Tianlong turned to his son and said, "Come on, Lu Zhen, apologize to Mr. Lin."

"Okay, Father."

Lu Zhen calmed down and raised a glass of wine: "Lin Fan, a toast to you, cheers!"

Lu Zhen drank it all in one gulp, trying to show his sincerity and calm the tense atmosphere through this action.

Lin Fan watched coldly, not touching the wine glass in front of him.

Apologize? That doesn't even sound like an apology.

At this time, the phone vibrated.

The message was simple and direct: "Don't be quick to get angry, eat first. There are so many delicious dishes on the table, it would be a waste not to eat them. It's not too late to overturn the table after you finish eating."

Lin Fan glanced at Zhao Xingmin, secretly surprised:

This message was actually from my father-in-law? He hardly even touches his phone. Could it be that he can touch-type? Where did he learn this skill?

Lin Fan muttered to himself, calmly put down his phone, and picked up the wine glass.

"Since Mr. Lu has said so, then of course I have to have a drink with him."