The waistcoat of a wealthy man shocked the world

Qin Shizhan, Suning, and Chang Rui looked at the roadside at the same time

Next to a vintage car

An old man on crutches, wearing a dark Tang suit. The dragon-shaped embroidery on the Tang suit is extremely lifelike, and the jade finger on his thumb is particularly conspicuous.

His shaven face is covered with wrinkles, with only a few strands of black hair left on his completely white hair. His eyes under his gray eyebrows are so bright and majestic that people dare not look directly into them.

The three of them felt their hearts pounding at the same time.

Why is this old guy out?

The person who came was none other than Lin Mou, the old man of the Lin family, the head of the four great families.

The young reporter at the scene didn't understand why, and didn't even wink. He even wanted to call out to a few people to continue taking pictures.

The old reporter next to him immediately scolded him and told him to shut up.

The young reporter feels aggrieved, but dare not say anything more

Qin Shizhan came up first and shook hands with Lin Mou and said, "Mr. Lin, why are you so free to come here today? This art festival is so brilliant."

Suning followed him and knelt down, saying "Hello, Master" generously and gracefully.

Chang Rui reacted and realized that she was one step behind, so she quickly followed her with a smile on her face.

"Grandpa Lin, I have wanted to visit you for a long time. I heard from Uncle Lin that you have been recuperating in the old house, so I didn't bother you. I never thought I would meet you here today. Your body..."

Qin Shizhan saw Chang Rui anxiously asking about Lin Mou's health and snorted in his heart. After all, he was young and couldn't hold his temper.

The physical condition of Mr. Lin's family is well known. He has been admitted to the hospital seven or eight times for various illnesses in the past few years. Can he be cured?

Isn’t it unpleasant to ask at this time? Why didn't I see that Chang Rui was so clueless before? I really looked up to her.

Lin Mou leaned on crutches and turned the ring on his finger. His eyes were deep and he glanced at Chang Rui before speaking.

"My body is like this. I only have a few years left to live. I don't want to take advantage of my good health to see more of my useless grandson."

After saying that, he coughed twice, and the people around him quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

Qin Shizhan looked very concerned

"Mr. Lin, it's windy outside, let's go in quickly."

As expected, Mr. Lin received a look of satisfaction and approval as soon as he said these words.

Chang Rui on the side was depressed, and the old guy Qin Shizhan took the lead again.

She still doesn't know that not only was it a matter of being first, but what she said was wrong from the beginning, which led to Mr. Lin not wanting to see her anymore.

Lin Feng's original plan for Lin Zhiran and Chang Rui to get married ended before it even started because of Lin Mou's opposition.

Wait until a few people enter

The young reporter who just wanted to speak looked unwilling

He directly asked the veteran reporter, "Why don't you let me take more photos with such a good opportunity?"

The young reporter was far away and didn't hear a few people chatting. Naturally, he didn't know Lin Mou's identity and thought he was just an ordinary old man...

The old reporter pulled him aside and took out a cigarette.

As he smoked, he said, "You don't want your life. Do you know who that is? That's Lin Mou, the old head of our Haishi Lin family. When he was the all-powerful one in Haishi, you weren't even born yet?"

The young reporter was very arrogant because he had taken several hot news stories. He whispered unconvinced, "So what? I just want to take a few photos? What else can he do to me?"

The old reporter blew out a smoke ring and sighed.

"You are still young and don't know Lin Mou's style in Haishi back then. The four major families have their current status, and none of them has a black background. That is, now, if it had been put back then, you would have been thrown into the sea long ago. "Fish"

The old reporter remembered some things from that year

At that time, he was only in his twenties and had just entered the media industry. Every day he thought about how to capture some breaking news and stand out.

Later, an informant told him that Lin Mou had big news. At that time, like the young reporter, he was too eager to succeed, so even though he knew that Tiger's butt was untouchable, he still followed him.

He did catch up on a big news, but it wasn’t about Lin Mou, but about Lin Mou’s rival company.

That company's factory sewage exceeded the standard and seriously harmed the ecological environment. He devoted an entire page to reporting on this matter. He also stood out among many reporters because of this news.

But later, he accidentally discovered something wrong with this matter, and re-investigated it. Finally, he found that there was no problem with the factory of that company, and all of this was framed by Lin Mou.

Just when he was about to make this matter public, he received a package

Inside the package were photos of his wife and son, $1 million in cash, and "a letter of thanks."

The signature is Lin Mou

The old reporter knew that he had been exposed, and he felt extremely painful and entangled in his heart.

But in the end, he ignored his own conscience and destroyed the evidence of this matter.

Later, he heard that the chairman of that company went bankrupt overnight, his family was ruined, and others couldn't stand the excitement and jumped off the building to commit suicide.

This incident has become a lifelong nightmare, and his conscience has been condemned all the time.

He knew that he was the one being used from the beginning to the end, and that everything was Lin Mou's conspiracy.

Looking at the young reporter is like seeing myself back then.

Except for the old head of the Qin family who passed away due to illness, among the four major aristocratic families, which of the other three who are still alive are not ruthless heads...

The methods of these superior people are simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people like them.

Auditorium

The seats with public tickets are almost full, and only the first two rows of exclusive VIP seats are still empty.

All the students in University A know that it is reserved for important people invited to this art festival.

On the first day of the art festival, after the opening ceremony performance, there was a piano competition.

University A focuses on efficiency, and there are no messy links in the competitions of the four events.

There are four projects and four main judges. The contestants take turns to perform. Finally, the main judges give scores. The one with the highest score is the champion of this competition.

Of course, we adhere to the principle of fairness and public disclosure. If anyone has any objections, they can raise them?

However, this phenomenon has never happened in these years, because the judges of every competition are authoritative in this field and have absolute credibility.

The list of judges for this year’s art festival’s four competitions has just been announced on the bulletin board outside.

Piano Young pianist He Zhiyun

Xiangqi Chu Guan, Vice President of Xiangqi Association of City A

Calligraphy Sun Xingcheng, President of University A

Traditional Chinese Painting Yang Wen, Vice President of the Painting Association of City A

The importance of these four people is self-evident. This year’s art festival lineup is the most grand in recent years.

Shen Ru was wearing a white dress, standing at the door of the auditorium with a radiant face.

Of course she was not here to greet the ordinary students who came in to watch the ceremony, but big shots like the Lin family, the principal, and He Zhiyun.

among this group of people

Led by Lin Mou, Qin Shizhan, Suning, and Chang Rui were the first to arrive. Since no one from the Su family came this time, Suning was the plenipotentiary representative...

Shen Ru straightened up her manners and walked forward.

"Hello, I am the organizer of this art festival and the president of the Student Union, Shen Ru from the Department of Finance. Please follow me."

Several people, all of whom had status, nodded, which was regarded as a response.

Shen Ru led the people while introducing them, and a few people also showed their support, which was a good sign.

Shen Ru was secretly proud, thinking that the others were praising her for her good planning.

Little did they know that a few people were just being polite.

This group of people has never seen anything before. This kind of auditorium and stage design are not enough for them to take seriously.

After Shen Ru led a few people to sit down, she hurried to the door to wait. The most important person to her hadn't arrived yet?

Two people suddenly walked out from the side of the stage closest to the first and second rows.