The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

After a long time, the old man in the cloth coat put away the box in his hand, and countless fine needles appeared on Wang Tianyin's body.

"Mr. Tang, how is it? Will my son recover from his injury?"

The graceful and luxurious woman grabbed the old man's arm and asked excitedly.

"It's nothing serious. After a period of cultivation, you will be able to recover."

The old man surnamed Tang shook his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Then his dull eyes..."

"It's just that I was distracted by someone, and I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Hearing this, a majestic middle-aged man next to him also heaved a sigh of relief, and thanked him, "Mr. Tang, I'm sorry to trouble you."

After exchanging pleasantries, the man called someone and sent the old man back. Just as he was about to turn around and go back to his room to see how his son was doing, out of the corner of his eye, he saw an old man with a cane staggering towards him.

"Father, why are you here?"

Seeing this, the man hurriedly went up to greet him, and helped his old father over.

"Look at my useless grandson."

The old man snorted, seemed a little dissatisfied, threw off the man's supporting arm, and walked into the room without hesitation.

A group of people who were still guarding in the room hurriedly bowed and saluted when they saw the person coming.

"Dad! Xiao Yin has been beaten up like this, you must make the decision for him!" the woman cried, as if she had seen a savior.

The old man looked around at everyone in the room, only stayed on Wang Tianyin's body for a while, and then asked: "An accident happened today, who is by Tianyin's side?"

The old man's voice is not loud, but it carries endless power, which cannot be ignored or doubted.

After the words fell, the middle-aged man whose palm had been pierced by Ye Feng hurriedly walked up, clasped his fists and said, "Patriarch!"

"What's the situation, tell me."

The old man leaned on crutches with both hands, propped up in place, and there was a dangerous light in his eyes.

Although this grandson is the most unworthy of his descendants, he is also his descendant no matter what. To insult Wang Tianyin is to insult his face.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly explained what happened in the afternoon in detail, and also said what he heard from Song Ziwen and others when he was not present.

No matter how big or small, everything should be reported.

At first, the old man just listened calmly, but when he finally heard the middle-aged man say Ye Feng's name, his eyes froze in vain.

"What did you say his name was?"

The old man asked in disbelief.

"Ye... Maple..."

After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged man confirmed.

The atmosphere in the room became silent following the old man's silence.

The old man stopped talking, and no one else in the room dared to make a sound.

From time to time, some people couldn't help but look up, only to find that the old man's eyes, from suspicion at the beginning, became more serious, and finally sighed.

"Alas! This matter ends here."

A simple sentence, but like a thunderclap.

"Dad! How can we just let it go like this, isn't he just a poor boy who knows a little bit of three-legged cat kung fu!"

The woman screamed crazily, unable to accept the result.

The majestic man standing next to him was silent, but the puzzlement in his eyes also revealed his unwillingness.

"Boom!"

The sound of crutches hitting the ground was dull, and the roar of the old man also sounded.

"Do you know how much trouble your son has caused, and dare to argue here?"

The old man waved his hand weakly, and said dejectedly: "Don't say any more, do as I say, and for the next year, Tian Yin will be confined within the Demon City, and will not be allowed to step out of the Demon City."

……

The crisis of the Lin Group was resolved on the second day due to some inexplicable reasons.

Those companies that had previously breached the contract, for some reason, all seemed to go crazy on the same day, pouring into the building of the Lin Group, and one contract after another was also sent to the company, which made people amazed.

On the top floor of the company, in the office belonging to the general manager, Lin Xiaoxiao, who was dressed as an office worker, was busy looking through various contracts.

These were all sent by the companies that had unilaterally breached the contract before.

Different from the contracts signed before, this time, all those who re-invested in the contracts all made concessions to a certain extent, and Tengsheng Pharmaceutical even paid back the compensation for the previous breach of contract.

"Boss Lin!"

There was a knock on the door, and Liang Qian, who had just graduated from university and was called to be an intern secretary, walked in gracefully.

This is another beauty in the company who is different from Lin Xiaoxiao's glamorous style. Her charming aura makes her known as the second most beautiful woman in the company under Lin Xiaoxiao.

"come in!"

Lin Xiaoxiao rubbed her forehead, feeling a little tired.

"Secretary Zheng of the Hang Seng Trading Company just called, expressing that there is an intention to establish a trade channel with us, Lin, and would like to make an appointment for a detailed discussion."

While talking, Liang Qian's eyes showed a hint of expectation.

That is Hang Seng, the largest trading company in Jiangnan.

She was very curious, why the Lin family, which was still in turmoil a few days ago, came back to life a day later, and even more beautiful than before.

"Hang Seng?"

Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned, and murmured: "Isn't that the company under Jiangnan Zheng's family?"

Lin Xiaoxiao also knew something about the Zheng family in Jiangnan. He knew that this was a famous martial arts family in Jiangnan, and he also knew that Zheng Wenjun who was present yesterday was a member of the Zheng family in Jiangnan.

"Are you showing your favor to Ye Feng?"

Hang Seng's sudden olive branch made Lin Xiaoxiao only think of this possibility.

After thinking for a while, Lin Xiaoxiao was worried about causing trouble to Ye Feng, so she wanted to call Ye Feng over to ask the other party's opinion first.

"Xiaoqian, help me call Captain Ye from the security department."

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoxiao instructed Liang Qian.

"Okay, Mr. Lin, do you want Captain Ye to come up and report on work?"

Liang Qian said as it should.

In her mind, there was no concept that the company's top management would be friends with a security captain.

"Reporting?"

Hearing this word, the corner of Lin Xiaoxiao's mouth suddenly smiled, thinking it was very interesting, she nodded in response: "Yes, let Captain Ye come up and report to me on work."

"Okay! Mr. Lin, I'll go right away."

Soon, Liang Qian took the elevator to the first floor of the company.

She doesn't like to come to this place with the worst lighting in the whole company. To her, here is just a group of smelly old men covered in sweat all day long.

What she likes to meet are those senior white-collar workers sitting in the office.

Only when she is with those polite and generous white-collar workers, can she find her pride of graduating from Yenching University.

Holding her nose and waving her hands, as if to get rid of the nonexistent smell, Liang Qian walked slowly towards the security room.