Queen is reborn

Lin Chengran hurriedly washed up and went downstairs.

Downstairs in the kitchen, Mo Qingshan, who was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, heard the noise and ran out with a spatula, "Of course, where are you going? I'll make breakfast right away."

"You eat by yourself. Something happened to the company. I have to go to the company first." After speaking, Lin Chengran drove out in a wheelchair.

Mo Qingshan glanced at the kitchen behind him, it was already a mess, he worked hard for three hours, barely made an omelet with ham, and the millet porridge was still boiling in the pot.

It seems that Ranran didn't have a chance to taste it this morning.

He hurried into the kitchen, put down the spatula, untied his apron, turned off the fire, and rushed towards the door.

As soon as Lin Chengran arrived at the gate of the villa's courtyard wall, Mo Qingshan followed, "Of course, I'll drive you off."

Butler Chen was taking care of Uncle Lin in the hospital, but he happened to be short of a driver.

Lin Chengran raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "Then hurry up."

"Yes." Mo Qingshan immediately turned around and ran to the garage, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but evoke a slight smile.

Only his family dared to order him like this.

After a while, Mo Qingshan drove out, and Lin Chengran urged him to drive faster when he got in the car.

Mo Qingshan asked him what happened, but Lin Chengran didn't say anything.

Judging from the frequency with which he looked at his watch, Mo Qingshan knew that things must not be simple, so the car drove to the sky, and finally drove the car to the gate of the Lin Group Company after shortening the time by more than 10 minutes.

At the moment it was full of people, including journalists carrying cameras, and even police cars, where a group of police officers cordoned off.

The perimeter of the cordon was full of people.

Li Tezhu had been waiting there for a long time, almost as soon as Lin Chengran got out of the car, he greeted him.

"Mr. Lin."

Lin Chengran drove towards the crowd in a wheelchair, "How's the matter?"

Li Tezhu shook his head, "Not very optimistic."

Mo Qingshan locked the car and was about to follow, when the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang suddenly.

He found out that it was his assistant who called. Before he went to Yancheng, he specially explained that he would let his assistant do the work for this week, and don't contact him if there is no important matter.

There must be something wrong with the assistant contacting him.

Mo Qingshan pressed the answer button, "Speak."

"Mr. Mo, Xufei Real Estate held a shareholder meeting at 09:30 this morning to discuss the bidding for the tourism project near the airport."

Mo Qingshan pursed her lips, "The meeting has been changed to three o'clock in the afternoon. I have important things to deal with now."

The assistant at the other end was in a hurry, "But, Mr. Mo, the shareholders are all here, and you are the only one missing..."

"I don't care what method you use. You must change the meeting to [-]:[-] pm. I'm still busy." Mo Qingshan hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Over there, Special Assistant Yu was holding his mobile phone, listening to the busy tone of "beep beep", with a mournful face, what on earth could Mr. Mo do that could be more important than holding a general meeting of shareholders to discuss bidding?

Mo always fell in love, now he has the opposite sex and doesn't even care about his work. It's a pity that he was sprinkled with dog food and has to work overtime every day. Now he has to help Mr. Mo lie.

Sad reminder.

Mo Qingshan, who was silently complained by the assistant behind her back, sneezed and came to Lin Chengran's side, "Of course, what happened?"

Lin Chengran looked up at him and frowned, "Mo Qingshan, don't you have to go to work?"

Mo Qingshan shook his head pretending to be relaxed, "Our company is not busy recently, my uncle is enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed. Fortunately, he turned around in time, otherwise it would have sprayed on Ranran.

A reporter asked with a microphone, "Is it convenient for Mr. Lin to answer a few questions for us?"

A group of security personnel surrounded Lin Chengran tightly, otherwise the reporters would have surrounded him.

Lin Chengran pursed his lips. These reporters didn't call him by his first name like yesterday's group of reporters did.

Without waiting for Lin Chengran to speak, the reporter directly asked the question: "Mr. Lin, what do you think about the incident of Lin's employees jumping off the roof of the company?"

Lin Chengran frowned slightly, and asked Li Tezhu to take the microphone from the reporter. Li Tezhu nodded and handed the microphone to Lin Chengran.

A security guard voluntarily stepped aside, looking at the normal-looking teenager on the wheelchair, the reporters finally breathed a sigh of relief, finally being able to communicate with Lin Chengran face to face.

The reporters sighed inwardly. Who could have imagined that this boy who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old not only successfully launched two missiles for the country, but also controlled a company as large as the Lin Group.

Regardless of the shining eyes of the reporters, Lin Chengran squeezed the microphone tightly in his hand, and said in a calm tone, "The police are investigating Director Yang's fall from the building. I believe there will be results soon. Please wait patiently."

A reporter wearing glasses asked: "Mr. Lin, did Director Yang of the Finance Department jump off the building under pressure because of the company's serious fund deficit?"

A flash of displeasure flashed across Lin Chengran's eyes, and his indifferent eyes quickly returned, and then he smiled, "Our company does not have a shortage of funds, and as I said before, the cause of Director Yang's death still needs to be investigated, please don't wild guesses."

Lin Chengran's answer was so evasive, the reporter didn't come up with anything, which means he didn't answer.

A reporter wanted to continue asking questions, "May I ask Lin..."

Mo Qingshan, who was beside Lin Chengran, gave him a sharp look, and interrupted coldly, "Are you all deaf or something? I told you to wait for the police to close the case, so what's the use of asking now?"

The reporter was so stunned that he had nothing to say, and everyone couldn't help but start talking in low voices, asking who this handsome man was.

At this time, in the cordon, a policeman bent over and came out, and went straight to Lin Chengran and the others, "Which of you is the person in charge of Lin's?"

"I am." Lin Chengran let the security guards get out of the way.

Police: "After our inspection, we found that the deceased's neck and wrists had bruises of varying degrees. We speculate that the deceased did not fall from the upstairs by himself. Unfortunately, there is no surveillance on the top floor, so we can't check what happened?"

Speaking of monitoring, Lin Chengran suddenly remembered that the corridors and lobby elevators on every floor in the company were monitored.

Li Tezhu said that the elevator and the lobby have been checked, but what about the corridors on each floor?

Could it be that after someone killed Director Yang, he left through the corridor and took the stairs?

When Lin Chengran mentioned this, the policemen also recalled it.

A group of people hurried to the monitoring room to check the monitoring.

Director Yang is an old employee of the company. He has worked as an accountant in the financial office for almost 20 years.

He is almost 50 years old. When Liu Guiju's incident happened last time, his father named him as the chief financial officer.

There are no redundant people in his family. It seems that he was married when he was young, and his wife had a dystocia and took away his son. Later, he remained unmarried all his life.

It should be said that such an honest person does not have enemies, nor can it be a vendetta.

However, after watching the surveillance over and over again, a group of people did notice something. On the twentieth floor, a black figure flickered and jumped out of the corridor window.

It could be vaguely seen that it was a man, but no matter how the surveillance screen was paused, there was no way to see the man's face clearly.

So a group of people came to the twentieth floor, where there was only one white sewer pipe leading directly to the third-floor platform.

The police called in professionals and tried to extract fingerprints from the pipes, but found nothing.

It is estimated that the other party is a repeat offender, wearing gloves and deliberately covering his fingerprints.

The investigation could only be postponed, and the police asked to bring the body back to the police station for further investigation, and Lin Chengran agreed.

After sending the police away, Lin Chengran asked Li Tezhu to call the cleaners to remove the blood on the ground and let the employees return to work.

As for the group of reporters surrounding the company gate, Lin Chengran asked them to wait for the results of the police investigation, and said that there were all signs that Director Yang did not commit suicide.

When the reporters heard what Lin Chengran said, they all became energetic. Everyone asked questions one by one, and each question was like a bomb, bombing Lin Chengran.

Mo Qingshan and a group of security guards escorted Lin Chengran into the company, and blocked a group of reporters outside the company gate.

Lin Chengran arranged for Li Tezhu to publish Director Yang's affairs on Lin's official website, and then read what the police said.

The official website of the police also posted a news about this incident, which probably means to let everyone not speculate, and the case is still under investigation.

Netizens were still aggressive before, but now they start to sympathize with Lin Chengran.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, it seems that our geniuses are only suitable for contributing to the country, not for running a company at all.

It's only been a few days since he took up the position of Lin's president, and there have been so many troubles.

Fortunately, this matter was handled in a timely manner, and the company's stock did not have much impact.

Lin's office.

Lin Chengran leaned back on the wheelchair, knocking his eyes tiredly.

There are two cold points on the brain suddenly, this feeling is long-lost and familiar.

Lin Chengran opened his eyes suddenly, turned around and saw Mo Qingshan, who was giving him a massage.

Lin Chengran reached out to open his hand, Mo Qingshan grabbed it, "Don't move, let me press it for you."

Mo Qingshan's voice seemed to be bewitching, Lin Chengran slowly closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and let Mo Qingshan press the acupuncture points for him.

In his previous life, Mo Qingshan often helped him press like this, but he didn't know that he had learned it at this age, and the techniques were similar.

It was two years after he married Mo Qingshan, he suffered from migraines.

Mo Qingshan specially went to learn acupoint massage...

Thinking about it, Lin Chengran fell asleep just like that.

Hearing the sound of even breathing, Mo Qingshan paused, bent over to pick him up, and walked to the inner lounge.

Li Tezhu, who didn't dare to go far from the door, hurriedly opened the door and entered, and trotted to the inner room.

"What are you doing..."

Mo Qingshan had already put Lin Chengran on the pillow, he gave Li Tezhu a sideways glance, and quickly raised a finger, making a silent gesture.

Assistant Li opened his mouth, but finally closed it.

Last night, Ranran stayed up in front of the computer until it was almost dawn, and then went back to the room to squint for a while.

Based on his understanding of Ranran, he has a strong thirst for knowledge, and he has to dig out the evidence for things he doesn't understand until he understands it.

In fact, he only squinted for two hours, set the alarm clock and got up to prepare a loving breakfast for Ranran, but the result was not satisfactory.

It seems that he needs to enroll in a cooking class. He fantasized that after cohabiting with Ranran countless times, he would cook his favorite food for Ranran every day and make him fatter.

Mo Qingshan's eyes fell on the wheelchair. The orthopedic medical team in his previous life hadn't been established at this time, and those members were scattered all over the world, so it was a bit difficult to find them.

So far he has only found two.

But no matter how difficult it is, he will never give up. He will definitely help Ranran heal his leg and let him stand up again.

Mo Qingshan left in the afternoon and went back to Xufei Real Estate for a meeting.

Ran was still awake when he left, and he also told Li Tezhu not to disturb him and let him rest.

Before the meeting, Mo Qingshan went to Chaotong Hospital. Fortunately, Father Lin's mobile phone was confiscated, so he knew nothing about what happened to Lin's group in the past two days.

Mo Qingshan called Steward Chen aside, explained a few words, and then hurried to Xufei Real Estate for a meeting.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Lin's father was discharged from the hospital, and Director Yang's case has not yet been found out.

The body had already been cremated. He had no children or relatives. Lin Chengran helped him buy a cemetery and buried his ashes.

As for Director Yang's money, Lin Chengran donated all of it to charity.

Mo Qingshan drove to pick up Mo's father early in the morning.

Lin Chengran also went, but he found that Mo Qingshan was driving in the wrong direction.

It's not the direction of Lin's villa, but the direction of Lin's group.

"Mo Qingshan, where are you taking us?" Lin Chengran frowned, staring at Mo Qingshan who was driving ahead.

"I...I..." Mo Qingshan hesitated and didn't know how to speak, but he was unwilling to fulfill the content of the love agreement for more than ten days, so he could only use this trick.

Fortunately, Uncle Lin is sensible, much more enlightened than his old-fashioned uncle.

"Xiao Ran, Xiao Shan told me about the two of you, and I agreed. Xiao Shan is a good boy." Father Lin looked at Mo Qingshan who was driving in front and smiled. His eyes were like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. The more she looks at her, the more she likes her. .

"Father, what do you agree to?" Lin Chengran was at a loss, but something was wrong in his heart.