"Mr. Lin is really quick to speak!"
Huang Weicheng said with a smile, "Then wish us a happy cooperation!"
Lin Fan said, "Let me arrange it. You come to the company to get the materials tomorrow morning!"
"no problem!"
Huang Weicheng stepped forward and shook hands with Lin Fan again.
Huang Weicheng and Xue Qingzhu were about to leave when another two police officers from the magic city came to the door.
"What's wrong?"
Xue Qingzhu asked the two police officers.
"That's right, there was a murder case in the magic city last night, which may have something to do with Mr. Lin!"
"Let's come and find out!"
"oh?"
Huang Weicheng and Xue Qingzhu looked at each other, feeling a little puzzled.
What kind of murder case is even related to Lin Fan?
The police officer took out several photos taken at the scene of the crime.
The deceased in the photo was killed by someone with a fruit knife, and he died with a grievance.
"The deceased Liu Qian, female, 23 years old!"
"I had a conflict with Mr. Lin in a shopping mall last night!"
The police officer explained.
"Liu Qian is dead?"
Lin Fan walked over, picked up the photo and looked at it.
Yes, the deceased was indeed Liu Qian.
Regarding Liu Qian's death, Lin Fan did not express much emotion.
After all, he and Liu Qian had already drawn a clear line.
Could it be that old man Ma Shangfeng did it?
The old man had a grudge against losing money last night, so he killed Liu Qian?
It's not impossible.
"Mr. Lin, we just want to know what happened in the mall!"
"Please cooperate!"
Lin Fan nodded and accepted the questioning of the two police officers.
After more than ten minutes, the two police officers also finished their notes.
"Mr. Lin, thank you for your cooperation!"
Lin Fan asked curiously, "I wonder if you have anyone you suspect?"
One of the police officers said, "We checked the surveillance at the scene of the incident!"
"I found out that both Ma Shangfeng and Wu Haichao are suspected!"
"Especially that Wu Haichao, who is still running away, so he is the most suspected!"
"Wu Haichao?"
Maybe Wu Haichao did it, that guy couldn't stand Liu Qian's humiliation.
So after Liu Qian was in trouble, she chose to kill.
After all, Ma Shangfeng is also a rich man, so he has no reason to kill Liu Qian.
After all, the risk is too great.
Lin Fan just shook his head, and didn't bother to pay attention to these nonsense.
At noon, Zheng Xiaoqing went to the company to host the new car conference, but Lin Fan did not go.
At the press conference, Zheng Xiaoqing was also questioned by many media.
But in front of the data, all doubts seem so pale.
The launch of the new car was very successful. The pre-sale of Kunpeng sedan has just been announced, and the pre-orders have exceeded 500,000 units.
This figure is already remarkable. You must know that some car manufacturers cannot sell this amount in a year.
After announcing the technology on the Kunpeng sedan, many car manufacturers are eager to cooperate with Xingchen Group.
It also includes some luxury car brands.
Lin Fan had nothing to do, so he went to the smart car production line to have a look.
At the same time, he also modified the parameters of the Kunpeng sports car.
Reduce the hardness of the sports car body and the authority of the driverless system.
In this way, even if it is sold, it will not cause too many problems.
Although the Kunpeng car has a large number of reservations, it is still low-end.
Lin Fan wants the brand to go high-end, so that the profits will be large.
Licensing the technology of Kunpeng cars can also make a lot of money.
Lin Fan was busy at the console of the production line, and Zheng Xiaoqing came over.
"What's the reaction from Fengben Motors?"
Zheng Xiaoqing shook her head, "Even some foreign luxury car brands want to cooperate with us!"
"However, Fengben Motor has not moved for a long time!"
Lin Fan smiled.
"It's okay, they won't last long!"
"Let's go and eat!"
Lin Fan was also hungry.
This smart car production line is very important to Lin Fan.
Therefore, Lin Fan left four robot bodyguards here.
Just as Lin Fan and Zheng Xiaoqing walked out of the door, a dozen people immediately surrounded them.
Those people are all reporters and want to interview Lin Fan.
"Mr. Lin, hello, can I interview you?"
Lin Fan stopped in his tracks.
"Ask any questions, I'm busy!"
"Mr. Lin, your Xingchen Group has such advanced technology. Some people predict that in the near future, you will become the richest man in China!"
"What do you think of it?"
Many people are now expressing their opinions online.
If there is no accident, the market value of Star Group will reach more than one trillion yuan.
Dominate the auto industry!
Lin Fan thought for a while and said.
"I'll lie down and watch, sit and watch!"
The reporter was stunned, "Mr. Lin, you are so humorous!"
Next, the reporter asked a few more questions.
However, trouble soon came.
A female reporter forced her way to Lin Fan.
"Mr. Lin, why did you suddenly cancel the Kunpeng sports car that you announced for sale?"
"Is there a major hidden danger?"
Lin Fan looked at the female reporter and frowned.
Don't think about it, this female reporter must be here to make trouble.
Because Zheng Xiaoqing had already explained this matter at the new car launch conference.
The female reporter mentioned it deliberately, just to make things difficult for Lin Fan.
Lin Fan said, "We explained the reason, because it is a limited edition sports car!"
The female reporter persisted and continued to ask.
"Someone broke the news on the Internet, saying that your Xingchen Group stole the technology of Fengben Motor!"
"Mr. Lin, is there such a thing?"
"It's just a rumor!"
Lin Fan laughed it off.
The female reporter sneered, "I don't believe that your Xingchen Group can master such advanced technology in such a short period of time!"
"Now there are a lot of scandals about Xingchen Group on the Internet!"
"Mr. Lin, should you reflect on it?"
Lin Fan frowned, and slapped him.
He had run out of patience.
It's okay if you ask some normal questions.
However, the female reporter in front of him specifically asked some highly targeted questions.
Isn't this clearly making things difficult for Lin Fan?
"There are so many people here, but I just hit you. Shouldn't you also reflect on it?"
Lin Fan's voice was cold.
"You... you hit me?"
The female reporter covered her flushed face with resentment in her eyes.
It never occurred to him that this Lin Fan would not play his cards according to the routine.
"Shouldn't an unprofessional reporter like you be beaten?"
The other reporters were amused by Lin Fan's words.
Indeed, some reporters just received money and wanted to come and watch the Star Group make a fool of themselves, and then add more details to report.
Unfortunately, this time I met Lin Fan.
"Go away, if you still want to make trouble, I don't mind having someone check you up!"
The female reporter felt wronged, gritted her teeth, turned around and left