Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With Chapter 558 - 558 Congratulations, Professor Lin; Too Miserly!

Chapter 558 - 558 Congratulations, Professor Lin; Too Miserly!

558 Congratulations, Professor Lin; Too Miserly!

Amidst the audience’s antic.i.p.ation, Alders finally spoke.

“The person who won this year’s n.o.bel Prize in physics is… Hua Nation’s Lin Fan!”

Immediately, thunderous applause rang out.

After a long time, the applause gradually stopped.

Usually, after the winner was announced, the winner would go on stage. winners would be announced.

This time, however…

“The winner of this year’s n.o.bel Prize in chemistry is… Hua Nation’s Lin Fan!”

Another round of applause resounded throughout the entire Golden Hall.

“The winner of this year’s n.o.bel Prize in medicine is… Hua Nation’s Lin Fan!

“The winner of this year’s n.o.bel Peace Prize is… Hua Nation’s Lin Fan!”

Alders’ voice was getting louder and louder.

The applause from the audience also became more and more enthusiastic.

Xiao Bing, who was in front of the camera, seemed to be infected by the atmosphere and said excitedly, “h.e.l.lo to the audience in front of the TV! As everyone can see, Professor Lin Fan has won four n.o.bel Prizes. Let us congratulate him with our sincerest blessings!”

Time is Merciless: [Congratulations, Professor Lin Fan.]

Low Profile: [Congratulations Professor Lin Fan.]

Forever: [Congratulations, Professor Lin Fan.]

Demon Lord: [Congratulations, Professor Lin Fan.]

Chasing Her in the Wind: [Congratulations to Professor Lin Fan.]

…

The dense blessings flooded the entire live-stream like a tidal wave.

…

After a long time, the applause finally stopped.

“Professor Lin Fan from Hua Nation is here to receive the award!

“Let’s welcome the king of Swede, King Kasf, to the stage to present the award!”

The applause at the venue instantly reached its climax.

The mysterious Professor Lin Fan was finally going up on stage!

The king was personally presenting the award!

Finally, under everyone’s antic.i.p.ation and in front of all the cameras…

Lin Fan and the luxuriously dressed King Kasf slowly walked onto the stage.

At this moment, the red Golden Hall was directly illuminated by the flas.h.i.+ng lights.

King Kasf shook hands with Lin Fan and then picked up the n.o.bel Prizes beside him. “Congratulations.”

Lin Fan was given the four medals one by one, and a smile appeared on his face.

He was not happy because he won the n.o.bel Prize.

It was because a crisp notification sounded out in Lin Fan’s mind.

[Ding! Mission completed—obtain five international awards. Reward: Five golden packets.]

Lin Fan had received the mission long ago, but he had not been able to complete it.

Now, it was finally over.

…

Xiao Bing, who was in front of the camera, shouted excitedly, “King Kasf personally awarded Professor Lin Fan the n.o.bel Prize in physics, chemistry, medicine, and peace! Please remember this historic moment!”

In the live broadcast room.

Qingfeng: [Cameraman, quickly focus the camera on Professor Lin Fan!]

Zhang Wenbai: [I’m so anxious. I want to see Professor Lin Fan’s face. I want to see Professor Lin Fan win the n.o.bel Prize.]

Waiter: [Is this cameraman a newcomer?]

Bin Bin: [Complaint! I have a complaint! This is the first time I’ve seen such a trashy cameraman.]

Shadowless: [Quickly! I want to see Professor Lin Fan.]

123 Wood: [The cameraman’s salary is at stake!]

…

Compared to the anxiety in Hua Nation’s live broadcast rooms, the live broadcast rooms of other countries were even more filled with curses.

CS: [What the f*ck! What’s wrong with the signal?]

AAAA: [It’s time for the award ceremony! I want to watch the award ceremony!]

JACK: [f.u.c.k! I told you, those people from the television station are a bunch of idiots who are just waiting to die. Look at what they’ve done! There’s no signal during the award ceremony?]

MMM: [Hurry up and fix it!]

J: [I’m gonna file a complaint!]

Mark: [Don’t tell me that the camera just happened to malfunction.]

…

Lin Fan had no idea what was happening on the internet.

After he accepted the medals, he returned to his seat.

The cameras of the major television stations gradually s.h.i.+fted away from Lin Fan.

It was also at this moment that the signal was reconnected.

KKKK: [WHAT THE f.u.c.k?! Professor Lin Fan’s segment has ended!]

Make: [I’ve been watching the live-stream for a few hours to see Professor Lin Fan. Now… there’s nothing else?]

Houston: [Hurry up and fire all these useless reporters.]

Feng: [I’ve never seen such rubbish equipment.]

…

On the stage, Alders said loudly, “The winner of this year’s n.o.bel Prize in literature is… j.a.pes’ Yamamoto Chuan!

“The winner of this year’s n.o.bel Prize in economics is… Kathleen from Nashland!”

Two rounds of applause rang out, but these two rounds were obviously much weaker than the previous rounds.

“Congratulations, n.o.bel Prize laureates!” Alders said. “Now, let’s enjoy some champagne and delicious food!”

Hundreds of champagne bottles were opened at the same time, and the liquid gushed out, making the entire Golden Hall seem to be filled with a sweet scent.

Under the guidance of the staff, Lin Fan came to the innermost table and sat down.

The dining table was not luxurious. In fact, it could be said to be very simple.

However, all the people sitting at the same table had extraordinary ident.i.ties and were the main characters of this award ceremony.

There were the host, Alders, King Kasf, Yamamoto Chuan, who won the n.o.bel Prize in literature, and Kathleen, who won the n.o.bel Prize in economics.

Soon, all kinds of delicacies were served.

…

On the other hand, Lin Xiaoyao, Lin Tao, Dai Weixue, and Liu Zihao also came to the hall to sit down under the guidance of the staff.

When the food was served, Lin Xiaoyao did not hesitate and stuffed it into her mouth.

When the food in front of her was finished, Lin Xiaoyao said, “The speed is so slow.”

Liu Zihao, who was next to her, said, “All the dishes have been served.”

“That’s it?” Lin Xiaoyao widened her eyes. “A small piece of beef, a small snack, and a soup… That’s it? Aren’t they too stingy? I’m not full yet.”

Liu Zihao’s mouth twitched.

Stingy?

This was probably the first time someone had said that the n.o.bel Prize banquet was stingy.

He really wanted to say that the people who came here to eat would not care about what they ate or whether they were full.

More importantly, they would take the opportunity to chat with those at the same table as them.

This was because anyone who could eat here had a powerful background.

If they were to exchange a few words with the other party, they might receive unimaginable help in the future.

Could she not see that there were so many people talking and chatting with each other?