Chapter 461: First Meeting Zheng Qingxuan, You've Got the Wrong Person

Around 8 p. m.

Lin Dongfan, as usual, went to the gym on the ninth floor of Hai'an Guoji Dajiudian to work out, mainly practicing the speed ball for boxing to train his reaction speed.

But Lin Dongfan didn't intend to let Lao Ba go in together.

In Lao Ba's eyes, all the muscular guys in the gym were petty trash; this guy always looked down on everything with contempt, like a peak king looking down on newbie villagers.

Earlier, someone was provoked by Lao Ba's contemptuous stare, started a conflict, and then Lao Ba punched him straight into Renmin Yiyuan, where he underwent a lower jaw correction surgery.

This caused Lin Dongfan to compensate the person over ten thousand.

Paying money is a small matter.

The main issue is the bad influence.

The day before yesterday afternoon, the gym boss Yang pleaded with Lin Dongfan: "Boss Fan, count that compensation fee as mine. Please don't bring your bodyguard in anymore; I beg you, help me out. When your bodyguard comes in, other customers feel looked down on no matter how they train, they can't relax, and I've lost a large batch of high-quality clients."

At that moment, facing Boss Yang's tearful yet tearless expression, Lin Dongfan truly felt sympathy.

He emptied his savings to start this gym here, yet customers are too scared to enter because you look down on them—how is he supposed to get by from now on?

Lin Dongfan told Lao Ba: "Lao Ba, I already promised Boss Yang the day before yesterday that I wouldn't let you into the gym; wait for me at the door."

"Is that Yang guy asking for a beating?" Lao Ba smiled lightly.

Lin Dongfan patted Lao Ba's arm solemnly: "No wonder you're the Eighty Master earning ten million a year—your words carry killing intent. Bear with it; in this world, only one person is qualified for you to strike."

After a moment's thought, Lao Ba raised his sword-brows slightly: "Wang Minjuan?"

"One guess and you hit the mark."

Having given him enough mental dog food, Lin Dongfan couldn't be bothered to waste more words, turned and walked into the gym, leaving Lao Ba outside to guard the door.

Boss Yang's gym is quite large, with potential to develop into a comprehensive training base.

The boxing training area is on the left side of the gym, featuring not only speed balls, sandbags, professional instruction and sparring partners, but also a boxing ring.

Lin Dongfan first practiced the boxing speed ball for ten-odd minutes.

He worked up a sweat all over his head.

After this period of intensified training, Lin Dongfan felt his reaction speed and punching speed had improved considerably, and his punching power had undergone a qualitative change.

Although he can't compare to Lao Ba's monster-level prowess, dealing with ordinary people is still more than enough.

"Handsome guy, do you often come here to train?"

Just as Lin Dongfan was drinking water to relieve fatigue, a pretty-faced, hot-bodied girl walked over—this girl was Zheng Canghai's daughter, Zheng Qingxuan.

However, the two had never met before.

She didn't know Lin Dongfan, and Lin Dongfan obviously didn't recognize her as the Zheng family's young lady of wealth.

Seeing her skin like congealed fat, smooth and tender, clearly a novice who hadn't trained, Lin Dongfan smiled and asked: "Want me to give you some guidance?"

"No, I want to ask you about someone."

"Who?"

"That person is Fan Donglin, chairman of Zhengtong Capital; he lives in this hotel. I heard from the hotel staff that he often comes here to train—do you know him?"

"...???"

Lin Dongfan eyed Zheng Qingxuan in surprise—where did this conspicuous person come from? To ask about someone and end up asking the very person themselves.

Lin Dongfan collected himself and asked: "What do you want him for?"

"Naturally, I'm looking for him because I have something to discuss." Zheng Qingxuan was somewhat anxious.

Lin Dongfan pressed: "What exactly do you need him for?"

"This..."

Zheng Qingxuan hesitated for a moment.

She politely replied: "Sorry, it's a private matter, not convenient to talk about. If you know him, please help me introduce you. Of course, I won't let you help for free—name your price."

"With so many people in this gym, why did you pick me?" Lin Dongfan asked with a smile.

Zheng Qingxuan glanced around at the burly, misshapen melons.

She chuckled and told Lin Dongfan: "When guys look for someone, they naturally go for beauties first; us girls are the same—it's normal to start with a handsome guy."

"That makes sense." Lin Dongfan nodded in deep agreement.

Zheng Qingxuan, full of expectation: "Then can you help me introduce him? The price is negotiable; I'll give you this amount—does ten thousand work?"

Saying this, Zheng Qingxuan crossed her two fingers, making a cross gesture.

The referral fee is one hundred thousand!

In this day and age, that sum is enough to make ordinary people's blood boil.

Lin Dongfan shook his head and replied: "I don't know him."

"Ah?"

Zheng Qingxuan, who had been full of expectation, saw her emotions plunge to the bottom instantly.

She turned her head to look around at the male creatures resembling misshapen melons, looking bewildered, just as she was pondering whether to go ask someone else.

The gym's Boss Yang walked over: "Boss Fan, thanks for giving me face—it's just a little unfair to your bodyguard, having him wait outside for you; I really feel bad about it."

"No problem, standing guard is his specialty; it won't wear him out."

Lin Dongfan tilted his neck back and took a sip of water.

The previously dazed Zheng Qingxuan suddenly turned her head, looked at Lin Dongfan, then at the gym boss Yang: "What did you just call him? Boss Fan?!"

"Who are you?"

Boss Yang eyed Zheng Qingxuan in surprise.

Zheng Qingxuan urged: "Never mind who I am—first tell me, is he Fan Donglin?" She stared straight at Boss Yang while her right index finger pointed at Lin Dongfan beside her.

This bewildering line of questioning left Boss Yang looking completely confused.

Boss Yang glanced at the smiling, silent Lin Dongfan: "Um... did I come at a bad time? Should I... withdraw first? You guys keep talking..."

Upon sensing something was off, Boss Yang turned around and tried to slip away, neither admitting nor denying.

His main goal was to offend nobody.

Zheng Qingxuan hurriedly grabbed his arm: "You haven't even answered my question—why are you running?"

"Beautiful lady, I really need to pee—please let me go to the bathroom first." Boss Yang shook off her hand and fled without looking back.

Zheng Qingxuan is also someone who cares about face; she really couldn't bring herself to do something so shamelessly persistent.

She thought, "If I'm not going to say it, just forget it!"

She turned around and gave Lin Dongfan a once‑over: "There aren't many people with the surname Fan, right? The Chairman of Zhengtong Capital is surnamed Fan, and you're also Fan—what a coincidence!"

"It's really that coincidental."

Lin Dongfan smiled faintly and set aside the half‑finished bottle of mineral water.

He turned around and began training with the punching speed ball.

The highly elastic speed ball snapped pop‑pop under his blows; Lin Dongfan's punching speed had reached millisecond levels, leaving the speed ball with layers of afterimages.

Zheng Qingxuan watched from the side.

She was both shocked by this terrifying punching speed and held back by her doubts, her sixth sense telling her that this person before her was surely the Fan Donglin she was looking for.

Zheng Qingxuan covered her thumping little heart and secretly took two deep breaths.

After her emotions had steadied.

She spoke politely: "Fan President, I know… I came here today to find you, which is indeed a bit presumptuous. I hope you can give me two minutes to hear what I have to say."

Lin Dongfan acted as if he hadn't heard, focusing entirely on striking the punching speed ball.

The speed kept increasing!

Zheng Qingxuan added: "Let me introduce myself first—I'm Zheng Canghai's daughter, I'm Zheng Qingxuan, and I came to see you mainly to…"

"Bang!"

Before Zheng Qingxuan could finish, Lin Dongfan unleashed a fierce punch.

The punching speed ball exploded!

This scene made Zheng Qingxuan jump in fright, her face turning deathly pale, but she did not retreat from this terrifying power; on the contrary, a spark of anger flared in her heart.

She spoke sternly: "Mr. Fan, I know you have a grudge against my father, and I too have come to you in sincerity to negotiate. Even if you don't admit your identity, shouldn't you show some gentlemanly conduct?"

"Go ahead and tell me—how am I lacking in gentlemanly conduct?"

Lin Dongfan turned to face Zheng Qingxuan, chatting and laughing as he slowly took off his training gloves.

Faced with his calm, strong‑man demeanor, Zheng Qingxuan steadied herself, gathered her courage, and spoke chest‑out: "You exploded that ball on purpose to scare me—that's utterly lacking in manners."

Hearing that, Lin Dongfan merely smiled.

He turned and shouted at Boss Yang: "Old Yang, the quality of this punch‑speed ball is terrible—it's probably a nine‑yuan‑with‑free‑shipping stall item. Running a business, you can't serve customers with service like this."

……!!!

On the other side, Boss Yang broke out in a cold sweat, having thought only Lao Ba was a monster, never expecting that the boss himself was also a monster—even able to smash the speed ball.