beautiful patron

Zhuang Yan was "served" by Lin Weinan Haosheng, and he was still dizzy when he left the hotel gate.

The cold wind of the winter night made him tremble. He put on the hood of his padded jacket and walked towards the parking lot, feeling a little desolate in his heart.Until a quarter of an hour ago, Lin Weinan was very enthusiastic about "serving" him, but after washing his body and putting on his clothes, Lin Weinan kicked him out.

Although he did have to go...

Zhuang Yan drove home and was caught by Zhuang Miao when he entered to change his shoes.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Miao asked suspiciously.

Zhuang Yan said with a guilty conscience: "Didn't I say it in the WeChat group, Mr. Lin wants to talk to me?"

"The heart-to-heart talk for nearly three hours?"

"Uh," Zhuang Yan said bravely, "You know, being a leader talks a lot..."

This is actually not wrong, Lin Weinan talked a lot, mainly because he talked a lot on the bed, and a low-level innocent fool like Zhuang Yan couldn't stand it at all.

"Zhuang Yan." Zhuang Miao folded her arms and stared at him suspiciously, "If you have something to do, don't hide it from me?"

Zhuang Yan snorted, and muttered in a low voice: "Then you don't hide anything from me?"

"I'm your sister, and everything your sister does is right, do you understand?" Zhuang Miao patted his head, "Okay, hurry up and take a shower and go to sleep!"

Zhuang Yan had actually taken a shower before coming out of the hotel, but it was impossible to tell Zhuang Miao, so he rolled into the bathroom and showered himself casually, just to warm his body.

Before going to bed, he received "good night" from Lin Weinan and felt very satisfied.

Having not returned to his room for a long time, Zhuang Yan looked around by the warm yellow light of the desk lamp, and felt a little strange.

The rolled-up movie posters on the wall, the basketball in the corner of the room, and the art test books that he left unsold as souvenirs—these are the traces left in his life by the past years .

Looking at the old books stacked neatly in the bookcase, Zhuang Yan suddenly got up and took out a book out of nowhere, and followed his memory to find the chapter on the history of speech dramas. After flipping through more than ten pages, he found "" Suyan Theater" these words.Next to the subtitle is a picture, which is an old photo with yellowish colors. It shows a group photo of a middle-aged couple, two young women, and a boy who seems to be only five or six years old. The background of the photo is the building. The first-generation Suyan Theater with the longest history in City D.

Zhuang Yan poked the little boy's face with his index finger, and murmured with emotion: "Boss Lin has been so beautiful since he was a child."

The little boy in the photo is handsome and handsome, with a little baby fat on his face. He looks quiet and well-behaved. This is Lin Weinan when he was five years old.The people taking pictures with him are his mother, aunt, and grandma and grandpa.

Zhuang Yan thought, today my sister told Lin Weinan about his childhood embarrassment, and he also found a photo of Lin Weinan's childhood in the book used to prepare for the exam, which is barely even.

The photos of Mr. Lin when he was a child are very precious.While thinking about it, Zhuang Yan closed the book and put it back in the bookcase with great care.

Lin Weinan got up early and left for the airport, returning to City D.He is indeed busy with Su Miya's affairs.

Before leaving from Zhuyang to look for Zhuang Yan yesterday afternoon, he had already given some instructions to Wen Xuan and the people in the public relations department, asking them to find a way to shift the focus of public opinion on the indecent photo incident from Su Miya to taking pictures. The person who is Meng Jiuxiao.This matter is not difficult to handle, Meng Jiuxiao has been a well-known dude since he took power and made stars, and he doesn't even need to deliberately guide the direction of public opinion. Netizens will think that it is no surprise that Meng Jiuxiao did such a thing .

The matter fermented for a whole night. Before boarding the plane, Lin Weinan saw the news that the plastic star's stock price plummeted on the hot search, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

The molding star is not Meng Jiuxiao's molding star alone.

This company was co-founded and grown by his father Meng Yili and several like-minded partners when he was young.Although Meng Yili is no longer alive today, several of his partners are still alive and well, and they still hold a certain amount of shares in their hands. It is only because they are old that they don't interfere with the company's affairs.

As far as Lin Weinan knew, these few people seemed to be Meng Yili's counterbalance to Meng Jiuxiao, in case Meng Jiuxiao, a worthless son, would destroy the plastic star he built by himself one day.

So Lin Weinan guessed that Meng Yili's old friends would intervene when the matter got to this point. Even if Meng Jiuxiao couldn't really get out of office, they should still make him suffer a lot.

Sure enough, as soon as he got off the plane, Lin Weinan received a call from an unfamiliar number. After answering the call, it was Meng Jiuxiao who cursed angrily: "Lin Weinan! You are fucking sick! You still gave me my cell phone number. Pull black?"

Lin Weinan smiled politely: "It's mainly because I have nothing to say to you, Mr. Meng."

"Believe it or not, I'll expose the matter between you and Zhuang Yan?!"

Lin Weinan was wary that he might be recording, but still refused to admit it, pretending to be stupid: "I don't really understand what you are talking about, if there is nothing else, I will hang up."

Then he hung up the phone and blocked Meng Jiuxiao's new phone number by the way.

Judging from Meng Jiuxiao's angry tone just now, he probably really suffered a lot.Lin Weinan felt very happy, and while sitting in the car sent by the company to pick him up, he continued to think about how to let Meng Jiuxiao experience more "the hardships of life".

Thinking of this, Lin Weinan called Wen Xuan, but the question was not Su Miya, but Luo Qing's situation.

"Luo Qing is talking to Su Miya in the ward." Wen Xuan said, "I think there is something interesting."

Lin Weinan said: "After all, they are sisters who are related by blood, and they still have some feelings."

"I don't think it's just because of the blood relationship." Wen Xuan seemed to sneer, "It's also because the conditions you offered are too tempting. Didn't you say you want to believe in a favor?"

Lin Weinan laughed twice: "Let me tell you, you really believe it." Of course he wanted to try to believe in favors, but as the boss of Xinyi, he couldn't really put all his weight on favors , still need to take out some benefits as bait, in case the result he least wants to see happens.

"The contract between Zhichen and Plastic Star has not been signed yet, and now we can acquire Zhichen at a higher price." Wen Xuan asked, "Is it really worth the trouble?"

"Torturing is not my original intention. Since Meng Jiuxiao wants to toss, I have no choice but to accompany him. Of course it is worth it. The recent series of incidents have attracted more and more attention from Su Miya. From now on, these The degree of attention can be discounted." Lin Weinan said, "Also, I occasionally want to do good deeds."

"... I think so, you really have the potential to be a Bodhisattva." After Wen Xuan finished speaking, she seemed to laugh in a low voice.

Lin Weinan is as despicable as all capitalists, keen on calculating, and his mind is full of how to maximize profits, but sometimes, he is not so capitalist.

It's the plot chapter again, I will continue to make up the number of words tomorrow (...)