The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 536 Assassination Intent (Second Update)

Zhang Fan didn’t pay attention to these people, wrapping his arm around Ye Xuan and pushing through the crowd as he headed straight for the school’s interior.

Money, for him, had always been a simple matter: having enough was all that mattered.

Moreover, he still had hundreds of millions in his account, and it seemed that up to now, he had barely spent any of it—plus there’s his mom’s Tianfan Group!

Did he really need to bust his ass selling his image to make this money?

A way to make money without any difficulty was something he looked down on!

"How much meat did you buy?"

"Quite a lot, it’s enough for today."

Listening to Zhang Fan and Ye Xuan discussing such mundane topics made the people around them so angry they could burst.

Dammit, they had seen arrogant people before, but never anyone as arrogant as this.

That’s hundreds of millions we’re talking about, damn it, if you don’t want it, give it to me!

Qin Tian stood there stunned, his hair blown about in the wind!

Dammit, was he being scorned?

Especially Zhang Fan’s comment, "acting like they’ve never seen money before," burned Qin Tian’s face with a stinging pain!

Was this a self-inflicted slap to his own face?

At the same time, the furious teachers from Hua Sports who were ready to tear into Zhang Fan also stared at each other in disbelief.

They had thought Zhang Fan was just being greedy, wanting a higher price. But Zhang Fan’s words nearly made them spit blood.

Dammit, were they being scorned?

And to be scorned under such a huge monetary temptation.

Unbearable! Utterly unbearable!

"Hahaha, Dean Qin, it seems your headhunting skills aren’t up to snuff. I suggest you go learn some real skills at Lanxiang and then come back," Li Liang’s laughter broke the eerie silence, particularly his mocking tone, which made the faces of Qin Tian and his group even darker.

Qin Tian could swear that this was the first time their headhunting efforts had failed in the history of Hua Sports.

Seeing Li Liang’s smug face, Qin Tian clenched his fists: "Director Li, we’ll see about that. Zhang Fan, I will poach you."

Immediately after, Qin Tian turned and left, his face full of immense frustration, earning him almost audible snickers from the people around from the province’s sports team.

Although they had also failed in their headhunting efforts, the fact that Hua Sports couldn’t poach Zhang Fan even with such an astronomical offer meant they could at least excuse themselves when they returned!

Watching Zhang Fan’s back, the people from Beijing University clenched their teeth.

The scene of over fifty instructors protecting Zhang Fan was not lost on them.

Pick a fight with Zhang Fan now? They would be beaten to a pulp!

However, watching as Zhang Fan simply walked away, they felt a hundred times more reluctant to let him go.

It was only after Zhang Fan and Ye Xuan’s figures had completely disappeared that they started to grind their teeth and burst out, "Darn that Zhang Fan for running so fast!"

"Shush, shush, shush!"

The group from Tsinghua immediately turned their heads, looking at the people from Beijing University as if they were morons.

"Heh, it’s not that Zhang Fan ran away, but that he left gracefully, you dimwits!"

"Cowards!"

After cursing, the group scattered, but at the same time, they spread the sensational news far and wide.

"Big news, big news, shocking big news!" one person spread the exaggerated words in the class group chat.

"Damn, what’s up now? Dammit, it’s not Zhang Fan causing trouble again, is it?" someone asked in shock and suspicion.

"Pfft, causing trouble is nothing, this time you guys are way off by a billion!"

"Off by a billion? Dammit, who’s handing out red envelopes? Come forward, you sneaky envelope sender, be careful or you’ll never get a girlfriend!"

"Tch, salty fish, how much is a red envelope worth? Hua Sports’ principal personally blocked Zhang Fan at the front gate just now, and the scene was earth-shattering!"

"Damn, Hua Sports? Did they come to beat up Zhang Fan?" more astonished voices rose.

"Don’t overthink it; they came to poach Zhang Fan, along with a bunch of other people. Do you know how much Hua Sports offered Zhang Fan?"

"For our Tsinghua’s breach of contract fee of 96 million, they offered Zhang Fan 300 million, and if Zhang Fan wins a Gold Medal, it’s 60 million for each medal."

When this message got out, everyone nearly dropped their phones.

"Are you off your meds?"

"You’re kidding me, right?"

"In Vietnamese Dong, maybe?"

"Dong NMB, it’s the real deal RMB."

"Damn it, who are you trying to fool!"

The voice of doubt fluctuated dramatically.

"Do you think we’re idiots or just taking us for fools? Not to mention the Gold Medal, that’s nearly four hundred million—there’s boasting, and then there’s straight-up bullshitting!"

However, at this moment, Li Liang went to the school forum, full of swagger.

"Treating money like dung, integrity in life, please follow Zhang Fan’s example!"

The flamboyant colorful font immediately caught countless eyes.

The ID that posted it was none other than Li Liang’s real name.

Plus, the name Zhang Fan made people click right away.

"Tsinghua offered three hundred ninety-six million, plus sixty million for a gold medal trying to snatch Zhang Fan, but was brutally rejected..."

The fervent thousand words that followed were all praising Zhang Fan!

When a bunch of people saw this, they were spitting blood.

Freaking hell, is this actually true?

Suddenly, a bunch of girls beat their chests and stomped their feet, wishing they could smash those towering peaks.

"Zhang Fan, you idiot, that’s hundreds of millions! Ahhhhh, even just giving me a little would’ve been nice."

"My god, to ignore this much money, how filthy rich must Zhang Fan be?"

"No way, I’ve got to compete with Ye Xuan for Zhang Fan, I must!"

"Team up, team up, Zhang Fan is handsome, academically brilliant, has unique skills, and is rich! Ahhhhh, Ye Xuan can’t get all the goods!"

Seeing the girls’ comments, a bunch of single guys’ eyes instantly turned bloodshot.

"Dammit, I’m going to challenge Zhang Fan to a duel, I want to kill him, I must kill him! My girls, ahhhh, I’m still single!"

"Bro, don’t cry, stand up and strut; luckily, I was fast and got a girlfriend, hahaha, get ready to fend for yourselves with your left and right hands for the rest of your college years!"

Just then, at the Dragon Group Base, a bunch of people stared wide-eyed at the video of Zhang Fan’s marathon.

"Team leader, this guy has gotten such high profile already, what do we do? He’s an Angry Dragon member!"

An elder with deep connections to the Dragon Group pondered for a moment before saying, "Delete all video material related to him!"

"Yes!"

The next second, all videos related to Zhang Fan disappeared from the internet.

Those who were watching the videos screamed.

"What the hell, where did the video go?"

"Even the video I downloaded is gone!"

"Heavens, what happened?"

At the same time, the news of Tsinghua’s nearly four hundred million offer spread like wildfire on the internet.

The colossal amount of four hundred million thrust Zhang Fan’s name into the headlines.

Bai Xi, who was napping on the sofa, was jolted awake by the news.

Especially seeing Zhang Fan’s radiant smile, Bai Xi almost threw her tablet out.

She couldn’t believe her son was now worth four hundred million!

At the Ye Family, Ye Jingtian, Qin Shuang, and Ye Yanran’s eyes bulged as they stared at the photo on the news headline, dumbfounded.

"When did this guy come to the Capital City?" exclaimed Ye Yanran in shock.

Qin Shuang began smiling joyously: "Little Fan is here and didn’t even come to see us."

"He’s made something of himself, stirring up such a big story as soon as he arrives in the Capital City," laughed Ye Jingtian as well.

Meanwhile, at the Ouyang Family, Ouyang Feng sprayed out a mouthful of tea and shouted incredulously, "This kid must be poisoned!"

The Dong Family!

Old Master Dong Shang watched the tablet brought by Dong Qing, nodding continuously.

The atmosphere in the Bai Family was extremely oppressive.

"I want that bastard dead," Bai Le slammed down his phone.

"Dad, Xiaojun is almost back from abroad. Let him take the chance to cause some trouble for that scourge!" Bai Zhenjiang’s robust body trembled violently.

"Yes, it’s been over ten years; it’s time for him to return," Bai Le’s eyes sparkled with a thick intent to kill.