The crowd breathed a sigh of relief and became cheerful again, glad that they hadn't mistaken the person.
Lin Dawei looked like an old farmer, which didn't really match the image of the invisible super-rich Lin Beixuan, so Chen Zhenfeng's words made them doubt.
Now that Lin Fan had personally identified him, there was naturally no mistake.
Although Lin Dawei looked like a farmer, this just reflected his low profile, much like Lin Fan, who often dressed in street-market clothes, extremely low-key. Those who didn't know, who could tell he was a billionaire?
It was confirmed that the person in front of him was indeed Lin Fan's uncle.
Song Rongmao also stepped forward, cupping his hands towards Lin Dawei with a smile, "Hello Mr. Lin, let me introduce myself, I'm Song Rongmao, the Chairman of Yun City Chamber of Commerce. I've heard a lot about you, it's an honor to finally meet you."
Song Rongmao proactively shook hands with Lin Dawei.
