Bartfei was helpless, so he had to take out some money in his pocket, a total of one thousand dollars. He shouted: "One thousand, I'll give you one thousand dollars. Is this okay for a young man?"

For others, this thousand dollars is a lot, but for Lin Fan, he had already made it in the blink of an eye.

Lin Fan pulled his finger, calculated his income, and smiled. He was at least 20,000 US dollars a second, and this thousand US dollars would only take me one day, haha.

Lin Fan: "Please, please don't bother me anymore. Otherwise, I'll give you two thousand dollars, can you stay away from me? My time is very expensive!"

Bartfei was unbalanced.

Mama!

I, a former richest man in the world, look for you to accompany you to have dinner and chat. But others may not have the opportunity to spend tens of millions. You actually told me not to bother you?

He also said to give me two thousand dollars, so I won’t bother you?

This is a humiliation to me.

Bart's beard was shaking.

He was 89 years old and had never experienced such a thing. Has Xia Guo now reached such a high level of errands?

I am a super rich man, and I am despised, and he feels bitter.

Alas, when I thought about how I was treated like this, how could I go on in Xia Kingdom if I continue like this? It’s very difficult.

Suddenly, Bartfei's acting skills were in his upper body, his eyes were filled with tears.

He cried.

Lin Fan was confused and said, "Grandpa, you can't cry!" I didn't bully you."

"What's wrong with you?"

Bartfei began to sell miserably. He felt that the young man was not easy to greet. He felt a sense of frustration and wanted to save something.

"I got separated from my family. I forgot which hotel I stayed in. I don't know how to go back. I only have this little US dollars. Even eating and drinking water has become a big problem. And I don't bring my cell phone, what should I do!"

Lin Fan felt that this old man was very strange, but people were so tragic. As a young man in the new era, how could Lin Fan watch this foreigner let him starve and die of thirst here?

Lin Fan looked at the old man very interesting, so let's take it with him first.

"I'll call the police for you, I'll call you now!"

"I'll ask people from the public office to find you family."

"No, no, no, no, no."

Bartfei narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I don't want to meet them yet. Alas, because my son is very unfilial, he just quarreled with me, and I just came out. Now I want to see everywhere."

"Uh..." Lin Fan felt why he was entangled by a foreigner.

Bartfei: "I am eighty-nine years old today, and I can't see much of my eyes. My feet are not very smart. If no one helps me, I might fail!"

Lin Fan sighed.

"Okay, come with me!"

Bartfei gave Lin Fan the US dollar and said thankfully: "Thank you, hahaha, young man, you are a good person. You will know in the future. You will be grateful for what you will do today!"

"Stop nagging, I don't care about you when I say that!"

"Hahaha, I don't dare, I don't dare!"

Bartfei quickly shut up.

I felt a lot of grief.

The baby feels bitter, but it’s hard to say. I was the richest man in the world in the past. Who doesn’t look up to me when he sees me, and who doesn’t want to listen to me? But when I get to the young man in Xia, I become a nagging old man?

Why.

The tiger is not in the mountain and is bullied.

"By the way, brother, what are you doing!"

Lin Fan pointed to the orange and red clothes he was wearing: "Running Erals."

"I know that running errands means, I know that it may be helping people run errands, but our country does not have this profession, so I don't know if what I guess is right, can you explain it?"

Lin Fan had no choice but to tell Bartfei about the operation of this profession.

Bartfei nodded, and then he fully understood, and he guessed it was correct.

However, facing the young man in front of him, Bartfei wanted to show off again.

He is a stock god, and many people in the world know that he has wealth when he invests at the age of eleven. He knows that the creation of physical strength will definitely not be higher than that of his mind.

He felt that the guy in front of him was pretty good, and he could help him and enlighten him. Then Bartfei began to constantly throw out his guiding golden sentences in a lofty and expert manner.

"Young man, do you think that physical labor is very hard! And this labor doesn't make much money. How much money can you make now!"

Bartfei is guiding Lin Fan.

Lin Fan said lightly: "What do you mean? I feel that running errands makes money, right?"

Bartfei thought in his heart that young people nowadays are all for face.

He is so old that he has not seen through what he has done. How much can he earn if he has a small physical work that can run errands?

One million, five million, or three hundred million? Or five thousand?

Why.

You just met me, Buffett, and I can help you once, and you will be lucky. I will tell you a few words and you may be well developed in your life.

Let me teach you.

"Young man, I am now 89 years old. I am an old man. Let me tell you something. You have to hear it clearly!"

"If I say something to others, they will pay me tens of millions of dollars!"

Bartfei said proudly.

Lin Fan quietly looked at the old man pretending.

But be polite to the old man: "Tell me, I'll listen!"

Lin Fan wanted to see what lotus he could say.

"Ahem, this, once upon a time, there was a poor father and a rich father."

Bartfei salied: "Their investment concepts are very different. As for this poor father, he is very busy and tired every day, and is busy doing physical work.

And this rich father is different from this poor father. He never works. He does investment every day. He can always find those very potential assets, buy them, and sell them after they rise."

"Thirty years later, the poor father is still poor now."

"Rich dad has become the richest person in the world."

"Young man, what do you think after hearing this? Can you understand any truth from it?"

Bartfei stared at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan thought for a moment: "I just wanted to ask how much money that poor father had at the beginning, and how much money this rich father had at the beginning!"

"Well, this poor father is very poor, and his family basically has no money. As for this rich father, um, his family gave him tens of millions to invest."

Buffett Road.

"..." Lin Fan.

"Let's do this, I'll tell you a story too!" Lin Fan was about to walk to his palace.

"Yes!" Bartfei nodded.

Lin Fan: "Do you know that a poor man can only earn 40,000 yuan a year after working hard. How can he fight for five years and buy a Rolls-Royce worth tens of millions?"

"How to fight?" Buffett.

Lin Fan: "This poor man saves a year and can save about 30,000 yuan a year!"
Chapter completed!