She is the world's thousands of styles

Lin's is located in Ancient Capital Lane, Yancheng, which used to be the most prosperous city center in Yancheng. In recent years, the city center has been transferred to the Bay Area.

The buildings around Gudu Lane are outdated, and the supporting facilities are backward, just like the declining Lin family.

With the advent of the Internet age, the Lin family could not keep up with the pace of development of the times, and the business model was still the same, and the properties under his name were gradually eroded by the Shen family.

Lin Daier walked into the company wearing black high heels, and the casual employees saw her and immediately pretended to be busy.

She couldn't help but snorted coldly.

These employees looked down on her because she was young and had a murder case, and they looked down on her in private, and they were perfunctory in their work.

Today we have to do a big cleaning, and we have to kill chickens to show the monkeys, so that the scene can be calmed down.

She called Secretary-General Uncle Chen into the office and handed over a document: "Uncle Chen, please do something for me."

Old Chen opened the file, his complexion gradually became heavy, and he opened his mouth in embarrassment.

"These are old employees of the company who have worked for the company for many years. If you fire them all, it will chill the hearts of the employees."

"I am very grateful for their efforts, so I will give the greatest compensation."

Lin Dai'er clenched the pen in her hand, and a ruthless cold light flashed in her eyes.

She went on to say: "But you know that they are old fritters, they are perfunctory in their work, and even rely on the old to bully the younger generation, which will ruin the atmosphere of the whole company. I know this is difficult for you, but you are the best Candidates, please."

Uncle Chen lowered his head solemnly, his gray eyebrows were wrinkled into a ball of knots.

After a while, he stood up and replied respectfully, "Okay, Chairman."

In one afternoon, 26 employees were laid off, and the secretarial office was almost eliminated, leaving only female college students who had just joined the company for half a year.

The employees of the whole company are panicked, afraid that they will be the next one.

The current international situation is severe, and many college students are unable to find jobs due to internal involvement.

When it was time to get off work, Uncle Chen walked in with his back bent and handed over a letter of resignation: "Miss, this is the last thing I will do for the company."

Lin Dai'er looked at Uncle Chen's gray hair, her eyes turned slightly red.

She choked up and persuaded: "Uncle Chen, you have followed my grandfather for 32 years, and you have always been loyal and dedicated to your duties. I still need you."

Uncle Chen looked up at Lin Dai'er lovingly, with a gratified smile on his face.

"Lin's business model is too backward, and now is the age of your young people. My position should also be more thoughtful, replaced by better young people, and I have reached the age of retirement."

"but……"

"Miss, I watched you grow up, you can do whatever you want, don't get in the way of friendship. Mr. Lin will be very happy to see you are so good."

Lin Dai'er stood up from her seat and respectfully bowed at ninety degrees to Uncle Chen.

"Uncle Chen, on behalf of the entire Lin family, I thank you for your dedication over the years. If you have any requests in the future, just tell me."

Uncle Chen patted Lin Daier on the shoulder like an elder, looked around the office with nostalgia and walked out slowly.

This is where he has worked for most of his life.

Only when he also leaves can all the employees be truly suppressed and start to be the master of the house on behalf of the new chairman.

The older generation can no longer dictate.

After Uncle Chen left, Lin Dai'er took a deep breath, controlling the pain in her heart.

She was about to send Tang Yan the contract when the wooden door was kicked open by gravity.

She thought it was another employee who was making trouble, so she sharply raised her head and swept towards the door.

I saw Lin Jiaren wearing a ripped denim jacket inlaid with metal sequins, with dirty braids and smoky makeup, making her look like a third-rate singer playing rock music on the streets of the United States.

She put down the pen slowly, clasped her hands against her chin, and wanted to see what kind of mess her dear sister was going to make.

Lin Jia came in aggressively, pointed at Lin Dai'er and asked sharply, "You want to marry brother Sinian?"

It looked as if Lin Daier had snatched her boyfriend away.

Lin Daier replied blankly: "Yes!"

Lin Jiaren was like a cat stepping on its tail, it jumped up and jumped in front of Lin Dai'er: "You can't marry Brother Sinian."

Ever since Lin Jiaren was beaten up by Lin Muqing, her face was so red and swollen that she couldn't be seen, so she ran to the United States to hide for a week.

Unexpectedly, her mother called and told her that this bitch Lin Dai'er was going to get engaged to Fu Sinian.

She came back right away.

Lin Dai'er stared at Lin Jiaren coldly with downcast eyes, and sneered contemptuously: "Because you like Fu Sinian, can I not marry?"

Lin Jiaren didn't expect that Lin Daier's face would turn red and pale when she knew about her secret love for Fu Sinian.

But her mouth is also unforgiving: "You are not worthy of brother Sinian, even if you become the chairman of the company, you can't hide the fact that you are a murderer."

"You deserve it? Go look in the mirror and see what the hell you look like."

"At least I didn't kill anyone, and I didn't go to jail."

Lin Dai'er lowered her brows, and stood up coldly: "Fu Sinian proposed to marry me, and his client didn't think there was a problem, so what right do you have to stop me?"

Lin Jiaren was spoiled by Lin Muqing and Li Meijiao, she was like a naughty brat, sweeping everything on the table to the ground.

Perak Bala scattered all over the place.

She stared at Lin Dai'er with red eyes: "Anyway, I don't allow you to marry brother Sinian."

Lin Dai'er looked at the mess all over the floor, especially the 82-year-old Parker pen, which was the favorite pen used by her grandfather during his lifetime.

Anger burst out like boiling water.

She reached out and grabbed Lin Jiaren who was mad, and roughly dragged her out of the door.

"If you are really capable, go to Fu Sinian. No matter whether you give him medicine to sleep, or kneel down and beg him, as long as you can make him cancel the engagement banquet, I will never say a word."

Lin Jiaren couldn't stand firmly, and fell to the ground.

She completely disregarded her appearance and burst into tears: "Lin Dai'er, you bullied me, I want to tell Dad that you and Brother Sinian cheated the family's equity..."

Lin Dai'er was so busy that she really didn't have time to watch Lin Jiaren mess around.

She directly ordered the security: "In the future, without my permission, Lin Jiaren is not allowed to set foot in the company."

The security guards had already seen the ruthlessness of the newly appointed chairman, and immediately stepped forward to carry Lin Jiaren away.

Lin Jiaren continued to curse, "Lin Dai'er, you are a vixen, you seduced Brother Sinian..."

Ha ha!

Lin Daier sneered in her heart.

What she said was simply out of character. Once during the Chinese New Year, she took Fu Sinian to visit her grandfather, but Lin Jiaren ran into him and tried every means to pester Fu Sinian.

She didn't bother to pay attention to Lin Jiaren's tricks, after all, Fu Sinian never lacked suitors, and finally he chose her.

He must like her the most, so she is naturally not afraid that Lin Jiaren will snatch Fu Sinian away.

Now Lin Jiaren is going the other way, but she followed her own mother, Li Meijiao.

Lin Dai'er dismissed the staff who were watching the theater with a cold face, and plunged into work again. After she finished her work, she found that it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

She remembered what Shen Mochuan said in the luxury store, and immediately drove the car towards his villa in a hurry.

At 59:[-], she rushed into the magnificent hall at the last second.

Shen Mochuan was reading a financial report, the bluish fluorescent light fell on his picturesque face

Lin Dai'er took a deep breath, and walked in front of Shen Mochuan with heavy steps.

He pulled his stiff face and smiled, "Mr. Shen, I'm here."

He put the wine glass on the coffee table, and spread out his art-like palm towards Lin Daier.

His voice was slightly hoarse: "Are you here?"

Only from the slightly hoarse voice, he could hear his thoughts and fluctuations.

Lin Dai'er endured the disgusting thoughts, and put her hand into Shen Mochuan's generous palm.

His hands are very wide and big, and they also have a hot body temperature.

He wrapped her thin hand in his palm, like an adult holding a child's hand.

He said a little dissatisfied: "You are too thin."

But the advantage is that she will grow flesh, the place that should be convex is raised, and the place that should be sunken is sunken, which does not affect the beauty.

It's just that if she grows more flesh, she will be more attractive.

Lin Daier laughed and replied: "I'm too busy with work recently, I will try my best to eat more and grow more meat."

Shen Mochuan was quite satisfied with her answer, so he pulled her to sit down together: "Let's watch your grandfather's interview before his death!"

Lin Dai'er's scalp tingled for a while, and she looked at Shen Mochuan in fear.

He even invited to watch Grandpa's interview together.

Grandpa was forced to death by him. Isn't Shen Mochuan afraid or having nightmares?
She thought that being framed and imprisoned for five years was the greatest disaster in her life.

It wasn't until I met Shen Mochuan that I realized what the real hell on earth was.

A sharp cold light appeared on Shen Mochuan's ice-sculpted face: "Don't you want to?"

"Okay, let me see!"

With a pale face, she bit her lower lip and reluctantly said two words.

Shen Mochuan hugged her and sat on his lap: "Then let's start from the beginning, shall we?"

His tone was polite and gentle, yet he said the cruelest things.

"Ok!"

She obediently buried herself in Shen Mochuan's arms, the tip of her nose was filled with his strong agarwood fragrance, like a cage from which she could not break free.