Ding!target self strategy

Zhao Yuguang looked at the green comments and couldn't figure it out, but his intuition told him that it must be a moth made by his ancestor.

Sure enough, when he found last night's live video on the forum, he recognized that the male voice was his wife's little nephew, and the green cloud over his head finally dissipated.

Qin Lan is quite well-known in the circle of Internet celebrity anchors. In the middle of the night, because of this incident, there was a trending search, but fortunately, it was soon overwhelmed by the trending search "the popular niche plays big names in the studio", so she didn't Did not set off a big splash.

After arranging his subordinates to clarify the inexplicable green hat, Zhao Yuguang didn't bother to work and drove to Lin's house.

The Lin family was far away from the urban area, and it was already ten o'clock in the morning when Zhao Yuguang arrived with a familiar car. The security guards at the gate knew his car and passed the inspection easily.

Because every time Qin Lan came to borrow a room, he came to invite his wife back. Gradually, Qin Lan, who had no relatives in her mother's family, found the feeling of returning to her mother's house.

"Mr. Zhao, Ms. Qin hasn't woken up yet. The young master is in the studio on the fourth floor. Do you need to call the young master down?" The butler welcomed Zhao Yuguang into the hall.

Zhao Yuguang waved his hand, "No, I'm here to pick up Lanlan. How is Shi'an? I heard from Lanlan that something happened to him a while ago. I wanted to see him, but I had to go on a business trip for a few days. "

It was because of this incident that Qin Lan felt that he didn't value Lin Shi'an and was only busy with his career, so he quarreled with him. He had no choice but to come back and coax him.

"Everything is fine, young master, and his condition has stabilized. The chairman has invited a doctor, but Miss Qin..." The butler looked at Zhao Yuguang with a self-seeking look.

Mr. Zhao sighed deeply, looked up to the second floor, went up the stairs with a death-like heroism, and entered Qin Lan's room.

The next moment, he was kicked out of the room, the door was slammed shut, and there was a loud bang! The momentum was so loud that even Lin Shi'an, who was in the studio on the fourth floor, was startled.

[Host, your house has been demolished? ] The system who also heard the sound lay on the balcony on the fourth floor and looked down, just in time to see Zhang Qinghuan, who had changed into simple home clothes, squatting in a small park digging something.

Those were the seeds of some rare medicinal materials given to him by his master. He cultivated a medicinal field in the small park of the villa and prepared to use it to grow herbs.

Lin Shi'an's hand holding the paintbrush paused, without turning his head, "It should be my uncle who has come."

He always goes to bed early and gets up early, and lives a regular life, which is completely unlike the upside-down life of contemporary young people. To use the housekeeper's sigh, he is not like a child.

After finishing the last stroke, Lin Shi'an admired it for a moment, and what appeared on the drawing board in front of him was a beautiful sea of ​​flowers, all kinds of flowers fluttering in the wind, with a long artistic conception.

Lin Shi'an put down his brush after writing his signature in the lower right corner.

This studio is not big, but his paintings are hung everywhere, including the plateau waterfalls that he saw on the Internet, green mountains and green waters, and the sea facing the sun.

[The host draws really well. ] The system came over and praised.

"Thank you." The young man smiled shyly, with a faint dimple around his mouth, revealing a small canine tooth. A lot of paint was stained on his clean and tidy shirt, which gave him a bit of fireworks.

Lin Shi'an came out of the studio at noon and went downstairs to the dining room. Aunt Qin Lan, uncle Zhao Yuguang, and Zhang Qinghuan were all waiting for him.

"Little aunt, uncle, Doctor Zhang." The boy called out obediently.

"Baby An'an, come and eat." Qin Lan seemed to be in a good mood, and her complexion was much better than before, but Zhao Yuguang smiled wryly and nodded to him.

Zhang Qinghuan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked over. His demeanor was cold, but his eyes softened a little after touching the young man.

The lunch was enjoyable, Mr. Zhao did not know how to coax his aunt well, served Qin Lan with vegetables and tea, and took good care of Qin Lan. In his free time, he even asked about Lin Shian's studies and health.

After learning that he had applied for the Kyoto Art Institute, Zhao Yuguang also understood him very well. Being stuck at home all the time is not a solution. Without the vitality that young people should have, he is too stable.

After dinner, Qin Lan had to go back to the company after taking a half-day vacation. It was quiet and suitable for recuperation, but after all, it was too far away from the company in the city, so Qin Lan could only come here occasionally.

Before leaving, Qin Lan specifically asked: "Baby An'an, don't go to that old woman's birthday tomorrow. Qingli City is far away, and the Lin family doesn't want to see you."

"If that bastard Lin Xiyang dares to bully you, you can tell auntie, I promise to beat you until I don't even know his mother, ang?" Qin Lan, who changed into a black suit, was originally a strong female president with a strong aura. image, but as soon as he said this, the image collapsed instantly, and he became a little more arrogant and unruly.

Lin Shi'an could only follow her, "Okay, I won't go."

That being said, as soon as Qin Lan and the others left, Lin Shi'an had someone book a flight ticket to Qingli City.

No matter how much the Lin family didn't want to see him, it was his own grandma who celebrated his birthday. Even if it wasn't for that grandma's sake... After so long, he should go back and see his grandpa.

The only grandfather who was kind to him but passed away many years ago.

The head of the Lin family lives in Qingli City, thousands of miles away from Kyoto, and Lin Shian rarely travels far, because of his illness, the risk factor of going out is too high. Hearing that he is going to Qingli City, Yi Xing Yichen hastily prepared for him luggage.

Not much, just a small suitcase.

It is stuffed with first aid medicine and some essential items, such as clothes and the like.

As the newly appointed family doctor, Zhang Qinghuan had to follow along.

The next day, the four of them boarded the plane.

Zhang Qinghuan, who was flying for the first time, was very nervous. Lin Shi'an even saw Zhang Qinghuan's legs shaking when he was sitting in the seat. .

So, the system was surprised to find that the host's favorability for the target of the attack actually increased a little, to -9.

This is the first time in the past few days that the host's favorability has fluctuated.

They set off in the morning, and the morning sun in Kyoto was just right, but a few hours later, when the plane landed in Qingli City, just after getting off the plane, a cool breeze swept in with the breath of rain, and Zhang Qinghuan, whose legs were already weak and needed help I shivered in shock.

He vomited on the plane and the sky was dark, and his face was paler than that of Lin Shi'an who was in poor health. He was supported by Yi Chen Yixing at this time, and he looked more like a patient than a doctor.

"Master, it seems to be raining." Yi Xing looked up at the gloomy sky, the dark clouds almost covered the whole city.

Qingli City is located in the south, and it is rainy, and the light rain is falling, accompanied by the aroma of green grass and soil, which makes Lin Shi'an miss it very much, and he has not been back for a long time.

Raising his hand to brush away the coat that Yi Chen was going to put on him, Lin Shi'an walked to the exit and caught a few drops of rainwater in his palm.

Zhang Qinghuan, who took a long time to recover, pushed his glasses and stood up straight, "What's wrong with Shi'an?"

"It should be because of the closeness to the hometown. The young master was raised at the master's house before he was five years old, and then he returned to Kyoto with the chairman." Yi Xing replied.

"Before five years old?"

"Well, we have only been in the Lin family for a year, and these are what Uncle Xu and the others said."

The two exchanged a few words, and suddenly, Yi Chen, who seldom said anything, said, "The people in the Lin family don't like him."

Both Zhang Qinghuan and Yi Xing were silent. They understood the meaning of these words, and they looked at the young man with distressed eyes.

Lin Shi'an, who was facing away from them, felt the coldness of his palms and curled his lips, lowering his eyes to hide all the emotions in his eyes.

A pure black low-key luxurious luxury car parked in front of Lin Shi'an, interrupting his scattered memories.

"Master Shi'an, please."

The person who came was the secretary of the chairman of the Lin Group, Cui Xiao, who had been with Lin Jianfeng for many years.

Getting in the car to the host's house, Lin Shi'an suddenly asked about his father who hadn't appeared for a long time.

While driving, Secretary Cui replied: "The chairman is on a business trip and can't come back. The old lady can only miss the birthday party. He asked me to pick you up."

His words were half true and half false. It was true that Lin Jianfeng was not absent from the birthday banquet. The rest were all fabricated. In fact, as early as a few days ago, Lin Jianfeng disappeared after handing over the company affairs to him. His phone was disconnected and there was no news at all. If Lin Jianfeng hadn't arranged in advance, Secretary Cui would have almost called the police.

Few people knew about Lin Jianfeng's whereabouts, but Dr. Zhang, who was sitting next to Lin Shi'an, did.

After taking office as a family doctor, Zhang Qinghuan contacted his master, Dr. Lanhua, with his geriatric phone, and only then learned that Lin Shi'an's father, Lin Jianfeng, did not know where to find his master's residence. He begged him to come out of the mountain to treat Lin Shi'an.

Dr. Lanhua refused, but seeing his sincerity, he contacted Zhang Qinghuan and asked him to practice medicine for his teacher. Of course, the price was to let Lin Jianfeng stay on the mountain for three months.

There were few people in the remote mountains, and the reason why Secretary Cui couldn't contact Lin Jianfeng was that the signal was not good. Except for the dedicated communicator and the elderly phone in Zhang Qinghuan's hand, other communication equipment was basically useless.

That's why Lin Jianfeng completely disappeared after explaining to Yi Xing and Yichen.

Zhang Qinghuan opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say anything about it, which was also explained by his master.

Secretary Cui drove very smoothly, and occasionally chatted with Lin Shi'an in the back seat to catch up on the past, and Yi Xing and Yichen drove behind. The two cars passed through the busy urban area and arrived at Lin's house in the city center.

Unlike Lin Shi'an's home in Kyoto, the master's house was renovated in the suburbs. They surrounded a piece of land in the city center and built a large-scale manor. Only the Lin family has such a large-scale property.

Lin Shi'an looked out of the car window, and the familiar yet unfamiliar building appeared in front of him.

It seems that everything is the same as before, and it seems that it is not the same again.

"Lin Shian!!"

Among the guests, someone called his name loudly.

Looking along the prestige, I happened to see Lin Xiyang, who was dressed in a light blue suit and looked like a man, running over.