tearful attack

"You! You actually!" Li Yisheng yelled in shock, and directly attracted the attention of several employees in the company.

Fortunately, Li Yisheng discovered it in time, coughed, calmed down, urged the staff to continue working with his eyes, and asked the rest in a low voice, "You actually fell in love with Xia Qian?"

"No, don't talk nonsense." Wen Lin hurriedly denied, his eyes fluttering, "It's not Xia Qian, how could it be Xia Qian? I just said that the other party is someone similar to Xia Qian..."

Li Yisheng cast a contemptuous look, thinking that you kid thought he could hide it.

But Li Yisheng didn't expose it directly, instead he exaggeratedly sighed, "I really can't see it, you kid, you usually don't get enlightened, but when you do, tsk, you have such a big heart."

"So I'm done talking." Wen Lin held his head and felt wronged, "You still said that I have never seen the world, that there is no one in modern society who cannot be loved..."

"Hehe." Li Yisheng laughed dryly, "I'm not wrong. Even if it's Xia Qian, how do you know it's impossible if you don't try it first?"

"How to try?"

Li Yisheng said naturally, "Go after it."

Wen Lin nodded obediently, and then asked, "How to chase?"

Li Yisheng snapped his fingers, "Enough money, and enough rights."

"Huh?" Wen Lin was stunned.

"People like Xia Qian, if you don't have enough money and rights, it's impossible to catch up." Li Yisheng patted Wen Lin on the shoulder.

Wen Lin continued to hold his head, "Isn't this the end?"

"Don't worry. Although you don't have these two points, you just don't have them for the time being." Li Yisheng pressed his palm firmly on Wen Lin's shoulder, "Now the ink cartridge company is almost in debt, and it will soon be on the right track. If If you can successfully run this company and grow bigger, the money and rights will be yours sooner or later. At that time, won't it be a hundred times easier for you to pursue Xia Qian than it is now?"

Wen Lin nodded again ignorantly, as if he was really moved by this beautiful prospect.

Li Yisheng heaved a sigh of relief, secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said inwardly: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous. I never thought that this kid would be so big-hearted that he would actually fall in love with Xia Qian. Now he has steered his direction to something positive..." ...After this kid puts more effort into running the company, even if he loses his relationship, the blow won't be too big...

And at this time, in the office on the top floor of Boyuan Building.

Xia Qian sat by the window, looking at the busy traffic downstairs, and was actually thinking about Wen Lin in his heart.

He shook his hand, and the feeling he touched in the morning seemed to still remain in his palm.The hair on the top of Wen Lin's head was soft and very comfortable to the touch.

He recalled the way Wen Lin threw himself into his arms and kissed him in the morning, and felt uncontrollably satisfied.

All this even made the corner of Xia Qian's mouth twitch into a smile.

But after only smiling for a while, the corner of Xia Qian's mouth froze again, and the smile on his face was withdrawn.Then he turned his hand into a fist and hammered it on the table.The strength is not heavy, but there is an indescribable unwillingness.

"I almost thought he liked me." Xia Qian frowned.

After a while, Xia Qian said to himself again, "But it's really cute..."

Wen Lin's performance this morning is really sweet and soft, making people want to hold her in her arms, rub and rub.

Even if Xia Qian is still reminiscing about those scenes in the morning, he can't be blamed.In fact, for countless moments, Xia Qian couldn't help feeling that the reason why Wen Lin was able to behave like that, so warm and sweet, was because Wen Lin liked him.

Otherwise why?Acting?

But Xia Qian could always tell that Wen Lin was not the type with good acting skills.

"It's not acting, what else could it be?" Xia Qian leaned back, leaned on the chair, and looked at the ceiling, "Maybe it's just because I've been on it before, it's more or less different? Heh...or maybe, I can Remind him of the person he really likes?"

This is really an exaggerated idea.

Xia Qian, who was considered unattainable by countless people, actually began to doubt whether he would be used as a substitute by someone at this moment.

At the very beginning, even Xia Qian thought this idea was ridiculous.

But the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't restrain his suspicion.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Xia Qian immediately broke away from the thousands of thoughts, "Come in."

It was Boyuan Group's financial manager who came, "Mr. Xia, the 500 million from the ink cartridge company has been paid off."

"Wen Lin has come?" Xia Qian asked, unconsciously glanced downstairs.

He had been sitting by the window the whole time, but he didn't see Wen Lin's figure.

"No, Boss Wen didn't come today." The accountant didn't notice anything wrong, and said truthfully, "We just received the payment from the bank, and an employee with an ink cartridge came to explain the situation."

Xia Qian also reacted, and found that he seemed to have suddenly become stupid.

Then the financial manager put some documents that needed to be reviewed by Xia Qian on the desk, and returned them.

Xia Qian approved a few documents and felt a little bored, so he was going to go outside to smoke a cigarette.

The accountant hadn't gone far, and was talking to someone inside the stairs.

"Have you seen the boss named Wen Lin in the ink box? Mr. Xia mentioned him again today, and he seems to be very concerned."

"I've seen it before. He's very shy. If you don't tell me, you can't tell that you run a company." Another employee said, "No wonder the boss named Zhao Lian ran here when he was doing business. "

This conversation made Xia Qian couldn't help but stop, forgetting to smoke.

Not only because they mentioned ink cartridges and Wen Lin, but also because they mentioned another name——Zhao Lian.

"I heard that Zhao Lian ran away after he owed several million. Now he can't even find him. The ink box also called the police. I don't know if it's true."

"Is it so miserable? No way, I had a pretty good impression of that Boss Zhao. I happened to meet him last time when I was eating out, and he invited me to drink..."

At this point in the conversation between the two, a shadow suddenly slanted in from outside the stairs.They were suddenly as quiet as chickens, as if someone had slammed their mouths down.

Looking up again, seeing that it was Xia Qian, they were so frightened that their souls almost lost their minds on the spot.

Xia Qian stood in front of one of the employees and pretended to ask casually, "Do you know Zhao Lian?"

The employee swallowed, and replied dryly, "Yes, yes."

"What does Zhao Lian look like?" Xia Qian continued to pretend not to care.

"Looks, looks..." The employee was nervous, and he described it for a long time without explaining why. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and took out his mobile phone, "I have his photo here."

"Photo?" Xia Qian frowned, "Show me."

The employee began to rummage in a hurry.

During this short waiting time of less than ten seconds, Xia Qian's mood was very complicated.

He really cared about the name Zhao Lian.

As for why you care?That's naturally because - this is the name Wen Lin called that night after he was drunk.

"Found it." The employee suddenly said these three words, turned the phone over, and handed it to Xia Qian.

At this moment, Xia Qian was even a little nervous.

He felt that Zhao Lian should look somewhat similar to himself.Because only in this way can Wen Lin's behavior be properly explained.

But if Zhao Lian really looks like him, then what should he say when he sees Wen Lin next time?Do something?

Then he saw a...five big and three thick guy.

Big five and three thick, with big arms and round waist, thick eyebrows and big eyes, the face shape is in Chinese characters, and the hairstyle is still a crew cut.In short, Zhao Lian is a man who looks very secure.

"..."

Xia Qian felt that his thoughts needed to be rearranged.

At this time, in the ink cartridge company, Li Yisheng was still trying to brainwash Wen Lin.

He talked and talked, and he talked and said, in short, "you can't go after Xia Qian now, you have to run the company well first, and only if you run the company well can you possibly catch up with Xia Qian".

Until Wen Lin suddenly realized, "No, I didn't say I like Xia Qian."

Li Yi gave a pause.

"The other party is just a person similar to Xia Qian," Wen Lin emphasized, "not Xia Qian."

Li Yisheng once again showed contempt in his eyes, and finally couldn't help but said, "You really think I can't see it?"

Wen Lin fell silent for a moment.

"Didn't you realize that the words you said these past two days were all Xia Qian's? Who wouldn't be able to see?" Li Yisheng said, "It was clearly Zhao Lian's words that you said in the past two days."

"Don't mention Zhao Lian to me." Wen Lin frowned, "I used to talk about him because I wanted to kill him."

"Hehe, really don't mention it?" Li Yisheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Then he actually contacted me today, so I won't tell you?"

These words stunned Wen Lin for half a minute.

Then Wen Lin jumped up from the chair, "Zhao Lian contacted you? Where? When? What did you say?"

"This morning, he suddenly sent me a text message." Li Yisheng replied, "He said he was cheated by a pyramid scheme and managed to escape."

"Grass." Wen Lin couldn't help but say vulgar words.

"He got a new phone. He didn't dare to contact you because he was afraid of being beaten to death by you, and he didn't let me tell you the new contact information." Li Yisheng continued, "He also said, we'd better be He is dead."

"He won't let you tell me, so can you really not tell me?" Wen Lin gritted his teeth, "If you still have a little bit of conscience, give me his new number immediately."

"Hey, if I tell you about this now, doesn't it prove that I have a conscience." Li Yisheng took out his mobile phone, "Well, I'll call him and see if I can talk to him."

After finishing his sentence, Li Yisheng made the call, and there was a beeping sound from the phone.

Following this sound, Wen Lin's heart beat faster and faster, and he was extremely nervous.

Finally, the phone was connected, and a voice came from inside, "Hello, is this Xiao Lizi?"

"Zhao Lian...Zhao Lian..." With trembling hands, Wen Lin took the phone from Li Yisheng, and finally called out the two words he had been thinking about day and night——

"Return!! Money!!!"