"Master Lin, I'm really so grateful for you." Niu Daming grabbed Lin Fan's hand. He was filled with gratitude. He hadn't expected Master Lin to really come.
Lin Fan looked at this middle-aged man in front of him and was a little dazed. This Mayor Niu gave off the feeling of a simple farmer. He didn't seem like a modern person who would follow celebrities. Then, Lin Fan said softly, "Mayor Niu, are you really my fan?"
Niu Daming was a little embarrassed but he nodded. "Yes, yes. I, Niu Daming, am your fan."
"Mayor Niu, I can tell from your eyes that you're lying," Lin Fan said with a smile. But regardless, it didn't matter. Actually, he wouldn't have sat idly by if he had known the severity of this situation.
