Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God Chapter 6: The Mysterious Buyer Mr. Lin

Many were unaware of Zhang Dafu's identity, leaving everyone to question who this individual was, daring to confront Feng Wanshan!

Zhang Dafu rose and announced, "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Zhang Dafu, and I am present today representing my family’s young master, Mr. Lin, to participate in this auction."

Mr. Lin?!

A wave of curiosity swept through the crowd; who could this Mr. Lin possibly be?

No one held the answer.

Feng Wanshan seethed with rage. He had presumed Yunding Manor was already within his grasp, only to be blindsided by this unforeseen challenger.

Just who is this Mr. Lin!

"1.7 billion!" Feng Wanshan declared through gritted teeth, resolved to win the bid.

Zhang Dafu remained unfazed: "1.8 billion!"

There was no question of showing Feng Wanshan any deference; Lin Fan had explicitly instructed him to secure the purchase!

Feng Wanshan bellowed, "1.9 billion!"

"2 billion!"

"2.1 billion!"

"2.2 billion!"

Witnessing Zhang Dafu relentlessly match his bids, Feng Wanshan finally lost his composure and roared, "I am Feng Wanshan! Are you courting death? Can you not compete with me?"

Zhang Dafu chuckled, "I am speaking on behalf of my young master. It is fair competition for all. Boss Feng, are you perhaps dissatisfied? If so, prove your worth by outbidding me with your money!"

Lin Fan's assurance that "money is not an issue" fueled his unwavering confidence.

Feng Wanshan, consumed by fury, roared back, "2.5 billion!"

2.5 billion!

A staggering sum, indeed!

The onlookers were astonished; this was already an exorbitant price, and Zhang Dafu was surely expected to withdraw!

However, against all expectations!

"3 billion!"

Zhang Dafu stated calmly.

His pronouncement sent the entire city into a frenzy!

"Unbelievable!"

"3 billion for a mansion? That's utterly absurd!"

"This price is truly astronomical, without a doubt!"

"What an astonishing dark horse contender!"

Feng Wanshan nearly spewed blood. He pointed a trembling finger at Zhang Dafu and cursed, "Zhang Dafu, have you lost your mind?!"

Zhang Dafu calmly retorted, "My young master is simply that wealthy and willful. Seeing you so inexperienced, haven't you encountered such a situation before?"

Feng Wanshan was rendered speechless, left to fume in impotent rage.

The host's voice trembled with excitement, "3 billion! Will anyone challenge this bid? Mr. Feng, do you intend to bid higher?"

Feng Wanshan gasped for breath, too enraged to utter a word.

The host continued, "3 billion, once. 3 billion, twice. Sold!"

Bang!

The gavel struck!

The enigmatic buyer, Mr. Lin, had successfully acquired Yunding Manor for a staggering 3 billion!

The news reverberated throughout Yun City, sending shockwaves across its breadth.

Every street and alley buzzed with discussion, everyone wildly speculating, who could this Mr. Lin possibly be?

Media outlets commenced an frenzied investigation, scouring through records of every Lin family imaginable.

Numerous affluent individuals observed intently, engaging in endless conjecture.

Yet, not a single soul could ascertain Mr. Lin's true identity; it was as if he had materialized from thin air, a veritable godsend!

Some posited that Mr. Lin might be an immensely wealthy individual in hiding.

Others surmised that Mr. Lin's personal fortune might have already surpassed the billions!

All manner of exaggerated theories swiftly permeated Yun City.

Mr. Lin soon acquired a moniker embraced by the public.

The God of Wealth!

The God of Wealth, Mr. Lin!

Meanwhile, Feng Wanshan slumped in his chair, utterly defeated, resembling a crestfallen rooster.

His spirit was crushed; who was this Mr. Lin that had brought him so low?

"Impossible! I must uncover your identity!" Feng Wanshan muttered through clenched teeth, a silent vow forming.

Furthermore, a minor incident occurred subsequent to Mr. Lin's acquisition of Yunding Manor.

The security guard stationed at Yunding Manor was unceremoniously dismissed.

Upon hearing of his termination, the guard's face drained of color; his sense of pride and the allure of his substantial salary vanished in an instant.

The guard pleaded for mercy, but there was no recourse; it was rumored to be an order directly from Mr. Lin himself.

For the remainder of his days, he would likely ponder the identity of this Mr. Lin and how he had managed to incur his displeasure.

Simultaneously, while the entire city was consumed by speculation regarding Mr. Lin's persona.

Lin Fan, with complete nonchalance, rode an electric scooter out of an unassuming alleyway; he had just completed his day's final delivery and was heading home.

"Did you hear? Yunding Manor was bought for 3 billion!"

A passerby exclaimed in astonishment.

Immediately, a group of onlookers congregated, launching into an animated discussion.

One individual passionately recounted the news he had seen on television, his excitement so palpable as if he himself had purchased Yunding Manor.

Indeed, at this juncture, merely mentioning Yunding Manor would instantly make one the focal point of attention, drawing a crowd and bestowing a sense of importance one rarely experienced.

To boast of knowing Mr. Lin personally would be even more remarkable—your typically aloof goddess might even deign to engage in conversation.

Of course, such boasting carried its own risks; should the goddess discover you knew nothing of Mr. Lin, she might never pay you any mind again.

Lin Fan overheard the chatter among the passersby and mused internally, 3 billion? It's truly not that significant a sum...

A call from Zhang Dafu interrupted Lin Fan's moment, causing him to pause and answer.

"Boss, the Yunding Manor purchase is complete. It cost 3 billion. Was that too much?" Zhang Dafu inquired nervously. Even though Lin Fan had previously stated that finances were not a concern, he still worried about being reprimanded for overspending.

Lin Fan's lips curved into a slight smile. "You've done well. As long as it's secured, 3 billion is a small price to pay."

The surrounding crowd, overhearing this exchange, turned to stare at Lin Fan as if he had lost his mind.

Soon, derisive laughter erupted.

Passerby A: "What is this delivery guy spouting? 3 billion isn't expensive?"

Passerby B: "As if you could afford it! Stop pretending to be someone you're not!"

Passerby C: "Look at this ignorant fool, acting like he understands the world!"

"..."

A faint smile played on Lin Fan's lips. The mansion had indeed been acquired by him, and 3 billion was truly insignificant to his wealth.

Seeing no point in engaging with the naysayers, Lin Fan instructed Zhang Dafu, "Dafu, complete the necessary procedures, and then just let me know when to transfer the funds."

After ending the call, Lin Fan resumed his journey home on his scooter.

Meanwhile, the television by the roadside continued its live broadcast. The camera had shifted to Zhang Dafu, and a reporter was preparing to conduct an interview.

The group of passersby immediately gravitated towards the commotion.

Reporter: "Mr. Zhang, would 3 billion be an astronomical sum for Mr. Lin as well? Will it require installments?"

Zhang Dafu let out a chuckle. "You know nothing of my young master's true wealth. I just spoke with him; he said to simply wire the money once the paperwork is finalized!"

The crowd fell silent for a beat, a sense of uncanny familiarity in the words.

'No way!'

'That's exactly what the delivery guy just said!'

'Heavens!'

'That delivery guy... he *is* Mr. Lin!'

Suddenly, the onlookers' perceptions were shattered. Regrettably, the dim lighting from earlier had prevented most from getting a clear look at Lin Fan's face.

By this time, Lin Fan had already vanished without a trace.

As Lin Fan rode his scooter toward his rented apartment, conversations about Yunding Manor filled the air.

People everywhere were speculating about the identity of the mysterious Mr. Lin, oblivious to the fact that he was currently weaving through them on his humble scooter...

Lin Fan arrived back at his humble apartment, finding several elderly ladies, including his landlady Aunt Li, gathered for a chat.

Their discussion, too, revolved around the magnificent Yunding Manor.

Parking his scooter in the corridor, Lin Fan pondered for a moment before speaking to Aunt Li. "Aunt Li, I might be moving out soon, just wanted to give you a heads-up."

Aunt Li jested, "Little Fan, are you moving to Yunding Manor?"

Lin Fan smiled. "Yes, Auntie. How did you guess?"

Though his words were truthful, the elderly ladies clearly didn't believe him and erupted into laughter.