I Sign-in For A Hundred Million Dollar Mansion From The Start

When he got up in the morning, Lin Fan immediately chose to sign in. He didn't know what good things he could sign in today.

"Ding, the sign-in is successful."

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining [Master Cooking], automatically mastering the production methods of various recipes, and cooking any dish will be at the master level."

The sound of the system sounded, and Lin Fan's eyes lit up.

Master cooking, for him, just works.

Lin Fan's cooking skills are actually average, which is one of the reasons why the small restaurant's business is not very good.

Xia Wanqiu is still a foodie, and this time, he can completely conquer Xia Wanqiu.

After two hours of work in the small restaurant, after simply entertaining a few guests, the eyes of several guests lit up.

"Handsome guy, how can the food you cook be so delicious?"

"This dry pot potato chips, and egg fried rice, preserved eggs, fried chicken wings, tomato mashed potatoes, fish-flavored shredded pork, and this steamed fish, braised fish nuggets, fish head hot pot, absolutely!" One looks fatter The woman looked at Lin Fan.

She just tried ordering an egg fried rice at first, and it tasted surprisingly good.

I came here to eat before, only to find that Lin Fan is very handsome.

But this time, it gave her a completely different experience. Not only was Lin Fan handsome, but the food he cooked was delicious.

So, the fat woman ordered a table of dishes at once, and after eating, she threw a thousand dollars on the table with her big hands, indicating that Lin Fan didn't need to look for it.

Lin Fan is naturally happy to see it succeed, why not accept it if he has money.

"Handsome guy, are you done? The food you cook is so delicious, can you come to my house and be the royal chef? I'll give you a salary of 20,000 yuan a month." The fat woman said, looking at Lin Fan.

"Sorry, I don't want to be a chef for others." Lin Fan decisively rejected the proposal.

"Then you are still opening a small restaurant here as a chef, and there are no customers here." The fat woman continued to speak with perseverance.

"I open a small restaurant mainly to be happy, not to make money." Lin Fan smiled indifferently, still packing.

"Thirty thousand!" The fat woman continued to bid.

"Also, eldest sister, my cooking skills cannot be measured by money," Lin Fan said.

"Fifty thousand! It's only 50,000. Come to our house, three meals a day, and an income of 50,000 yuan. You can make more money than you open this small restaurant." The fat woman said.

"Sister, it's my business whether I can make money by opening a small restaurant, mainly because I have no interest in being a royal chef for others."

"Also, I'm not short of money," Lin Fan said.

If you want him to be the royal chef, there must be a suitable reason.

For example, if the other party is his girlfriend or a family member, then you can consider it.

The rest of the time, Lin Fan just wanted to do what he wanted to do.

"Really, these days, there are still people who don't want to be supported by rich women," the fat woman said.

Lin Fan just picked up the phone, and it was Xia Ranran.

And Xia Ranran just heard this sentence, and immediately said: "Mr. Lin, someone wants to rent your school district room in Haitang Garden, I have given the other party your contact information, about the afternoon, the other party will will contact you."

Lin Fan nodded, "Well, hard work."

After hanging up the phone, the fat woman froze beside her.

Begonia Garden? School district room?

The school district housing there, the lowest price is more than 10 million!

That is to say, without tens of millions of assets, it is almost impossible to buy a house in the school district.

Lin Fan owns a school district house in Begonia Garden, which means that Lin Fan's family fortune is more than ten million!

No wonder Lin Fan said he was not interested in money.

It turned out that Lin Fan was still a rich second-generation.

"The school district housing in Haitang Garden is sky-high."

"Handsome guy, you are really so rich. Could it be that the limited edition Bugatti parked outside yesterday is also yours?" the fat woman asked.

Lin Fan nodded and said, "It's just a car, as long as you can travel."

Fat woman: ""

She knows the goods. Lin Fan's Bugatti La Voiture Noire is worth hundreds of millions!

In Lin Fan's eyes, a sports car worth hundreds of millions is just a car?

For the rich, this is a symbol of status, honor, and status. With hundreds of millions of sports cars, they have the priority to choose a spouse.

But Lin Fan didn't care at all, and he didn't need any priority in choosing a mate. Walking on the street was enough to fascinate a group of girls.

In other words, Lin Fan's background is unfathomable!

With hundreds of millions of sports cars, how much money should Lin Fan have?

"Farewell!" The fat woman slipped away, and he wanted to take care of Lin Fan, but Lin Fan was even richer than her.

As soon as Lin Fan got into the car, WeChat rang.

The head of a gray kitten is the news of Xia Wanqiu.

[Xia Wanqiu: "~~~\