Lin Chengran took his father back to Yucheng by plane overnight.

He didn't mention that strange call to his father at all.

The next day, he woke up early and went to the company in a wheelchair.

Li Tezhu was not too surprised when he saw that the person who came was Lin Chengran, and called out young master.

Lin Chengran controlled the wheelchair and drove to the president's office, Li Tezhu trotted to follow.

When we arrived at the office, as soon as Tezhu Li closed the door, Lin Chengran turned the wheelchair and looked at Tezhu Li with a serious expression, "Please help Tezhu Li to call me Mr. Lin in the future, and I will manage everything in the company instead of Dad in the days to come." thing."

"Yes, sir...Mr. Lin." Li Tezhu stood upright, looking at Lin Chengran full of doubts and uncertainties with his eyes under the lens.

Lin Chengran raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Before ten o'clock this morning, you must put the company's latest operating conditions and this year's profit rate on my desk in the form of a table, can you do it?"

"Yes, Mr. Lin."

Lin Chengran waved his hand wearily, telling him to do it quickly.

Assistant Li replied "Okay" and turned to leave.

Li Te's assistant was extremely efficient. Before ten o'clock, he put a large stack of documents on Lin Chengran's desk.

Glancing lightly at the mountains of documents in front of him, Lin Chengran raised his eyes slightly, rubbed his brain, pulled himself together, reached for the documents and began to read them.

He really didn't sleep well these days because of his father's affairs, so he asked Li Tezhu to document everything.

His eyes are sore now, if he stares at the computer for a day, he will die of pain.

Lin Chengran looked at ten lines at a glance, and he looked quickly. He shook his dizzy head, pressed the inside line, and asked Li Tezhu to make him a cup of coffee.

After a while, Special Assistant Li came in with a steaming cup of coffee and put it in his hand, "Boss Lin, your coffee."

Lin Chengran gave a soft "hmm" and never took his eyes off the document for a moment.

Li Tezhu didn't say anything, quietly exited the CEO's office, and closed the door lightly.

For lunch, Lin Chengran asked Li Tezhu to order a lunch box for him, so he could make do with it.

In the afternoon, Lin Chengran began to ask Li Tezhu about the progress of various departments, as well as the projects that the company is currently conducting and negotiating.

Assistant Li asked all kinds of questions and answered all kinds of questions.

Lin Chengran was busy in the company for a whole day, and he didn't realize it was so late until his father called late at night.

Lin Chengran raised his head and looked at Li Tezhu who was standing beside him, "You can get off work now."

Li Te pushed his glasses and said "yes".

He finally let go of his nerves that had been tense all day long, and wiped the sweat in his heart. This young master is unambiguous when put together, and he can endure more than the president.

He turned and walked towards the door.

"and many more."

He was stopped within two steps, and Li Tezhu turned his head to look, with a confused expression on his face, "Boss Lin, please tell me something."

Lin Chengran pursed his lips, "Call me a car."

At this moment, Lin Chengran's cell phone rang again, "Xiao Ran, why haven't you come back yet? I already asked Steward Chen to pick you up by car. He has been waiting for half an hour. You..."

"Dad, I'll be right back." Lin Chengran interrupted his father's nagging, and cut off the phone directly.

He hurriedly told Li Tezhu not to call a car.

Li Tezhu, who just finished paying the money, looked confused, but quickly realized that he nodded silently, quickly clicked cancel, and refunded the money.

Lin Chengran got into the elevator with Li Tezhu in a wheelchair. At this moment, the whole company building was quiet, and the employees of Lin Group had already returned home from get off work.

Li Tezhu sent Lin Chengran to the side of the car. He thought that the young master needed help, but he saw a middle-aged man get out of the car, open the rear door of the RV, Lin Chengran controlled the wheelchair, and got into the car by himself.

Lin Chengran smiled before closing the car door, and said "Thanks for your hard work" to Li Tezhu, telling him to go home early.

Looking at Lin Chengran's smile, Li Tezhu was almost dazzled, the young master's smile was as pure and clean as an angel, as if it had magical powers, it swept away his tiredness of the day, the young master's smile is so beautiful.

The RV was far away, but he still stood there quietly unable to recover.

It was late at night, but the Lin family villa was still brightly lit.

Lin Chengran entered the door in a wheelchair, and saw his father at a glance. He was sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for him.

"Xiao Ran, you don't have to work so hard on your first day at work."

"Father, I didn't fight hard, I just forgot the time." Lin Chengran smiled calmly.

Papa Lin asked him if he was hungry, Lin Chengran shook his head and said he wanted to take a bath and rest.

He has not forgotten the promise of tomorrow, he needs a good night's sleep tonight, so that he can keep a clear mind and prepare for tomorrow's tough battle.

Facing his son's slightly tired eyes, Papa Lin nodded with a sob in his throat, feeling very distressed. If it weren't for his broken body, Xiao Ran wouldn't have to work so hard.

At ten o'clock the next morning, Lin Chengran pushed open the door of private room 209 of the Yueran Club in his wheelchair.

The room is large, with bright lights, melodious piano sound, and the antique decoration is softer.

It's just this song, Lin Chengran couldn't help frowning.

This song is nothing but the song he taught Mo Qingshan to play when he was a child.

Few people know that Lin Chengran can also play the piano, and his musical attainments are not low. Even the teacher often praised him and won awards.

Unfortunately, since Mo Qingshan was taken away by his uncle that year, Lin Chengran never touched the keys again.

Could it be Mo Qingshan?

Lin Chengran shook his head, what were he thinking, he was still in country S.

Based on the time in his previous life, Mo Qingshan had at least half a year before returning to China.

Through a screen, Lin Chengran couldn't see the people inside clearly, he could only vaguely see a hazy figure sitting in front of a piano.

Lin Chengran didn't drive in the wheelchair directly, but sat quietly in the wheelchair, waiting for the people inside to finish playing the song.

It's just that the people inside didn't seem to intend to end at all, playing a song over and over again.

Lin Chengran kept looking at his watch, and 5 minutes had passed.

Ten minutes later, Lin Chengran finally lost his temper. He took a deep breath and directly expressed his intention through the screen.

As a result, the person playing the piano inside pretended not to hear it, and continued to play the piano leisurely.

Lin Chengran frowned, since this man wanted to play tricks on him, why did he call him here?

He was sure that his voice was already loud just now, and the people inside definitely heard it.

"Since sir is so busy, let's make an appointment another day." Lin Chengran deliberately turned the wheelchair around and drove towards the door.

In fact, he was also betting that the other party would stand up on his own.

Before he knew the other party, he was alone now, and he didn't dare to cross the screen rashly to go inside.

In the Yueran club, he had accompanied his father many times before he broke his leg. The screen is a private area for customers, and there is no camera.

Sure enough, the sound of the piano stopped, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Lin Chengran deliberately drove the wheelchair slowly, waiting for the people behind him, when his eyes suddenly darkened, and a tall figure stood in front of him.

A familiar scent of peppermint tobacco hit his face, Lin Chengran's eyes trembled fiercely, and he raised his head to meet a familiar handsome face, smiling at him, "Mo Qingshan."

"Ran Ran."

"You are... the new boss of that brain specialist in Beijing!" Lin Chengran took a deep breath, and gripped the armrest of the wheelchair tightly with his slender fingers. It took him a while to digest this fact.

"Unexpected?" Mo Qingshan looked at him straight, "Of course, I said I would help you."

Only then did Lin Chengran remember the inexplicable message Mo Qingshan had sent him when he left, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, "You knew about my father's illness a long time ago?"

Mo Qingshan didn't intend to deny it, so he simply nodded.

Lin Chengran pursed his lips tightly, too, his father's attending physician works in Moqingshan's hospital, how could he not know?

Lin Chengran controlled the wheelchair to move back a little, opened the distance between the two of them, his eyes were cold, "tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

Based on his understanding of Mo Qingshan, he would never engage in a business that loses money.

He dug out the brain expert from a large foreign hospital, and spent a lot of money to build a medical team.

"Of course, do you still remember that song just now? You taught me, we were all carefree children at that time, I miss that part very much..."

"Mo Qingshan." Lin Chengran interrupted him coldly.

"Of course, I'm here." Mo Qingshan deliberately ignored Lin Chengran's flushed cheeks, and instead smiled, "You don't have to speak so loudly, I can hear you."

"Tell me about your conditions." Lin Chengran really didn't want to waste time with him here, and he didn't even want to call him by his name.

Mo Qingshan put away the cynicism on his face, "You."

Lin Chengran frowned slightly, "What?"

Mo Qingshan smiled, unable to hide the love in his eyes, "I want you."

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"After Transmigrating into a Domineering Young Master" Sand Sculpture Cookies, please collect them!

Tu Anyang is wearing a book.

Transmigrated into the cannon fodder Tu Anyang, a domineering young master, domineering and unscrupulous to achieve his goals.

No, the original owner took a fancy to one of his father's assistants, so he tied him back and tortured him for three days and three nights, forcing him to submit.

Later, he got what he wanted, but he didn't know that the other party transformed into the young master of the Cheng family and directly bankrupted their company.

In the end, his father died of anger, and the original master fell into the street, fighting for food with stray dogs, and was killed by a group of stray dogs.

Tu Anyang happened to wear it until the time when he tied up the male lead, Cheng Bao, for three days and three nights.

Looking at the small leather whip in his hand, and thinking about his own ending in the future, Tu Anyang felt chills and threw the whip away.

He swallowed, and carefully approached Cheng Bao to discuss, "I'll let you go back now, can you not care about the... torture I have done to you these days?"

Tu Anyang said the last two words very quietly.

Cheng Bao: "What kind of tricks does Young Master Tu want to play?"

Tu Anyang shook his head, and swore that he really wanted to let him go.

Cheng Bao: "You looked at me..."

Tu Anyang was taken aback for a moment, then understood immediately, "Then I'll show you." He quickly unbuttoned his shirt.

Cheng Bao: "You drug me."

Tu Anyang paused, called the housekeeper, prepared the medicine to swallow, and then asked the doctor to stand guard at the door and come in to give him an injection at any time.

Who would have thought that the moment the housekeeper closed the door, he would be countered by Cheng Bao...

Tu Anyang: "..."

No, this plot is a bit wrong, big brother!

the next day.

Cheng Bao pursed his lips: "Even."

Tu Anyang: Nima!Itchy hands, want to hit someone!

one year later.

Cheng Bao: "An Yang, tonight... can I not sleep in the study?"

Tu Anyang: "It depends on your performance."

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