The president brought the third one to the top, and she gave him a big pussy

When the auntie shouted like that, many people gathered around and started talking to Lin Yang one after another.

"Doctor Zhang accepted a female disciple. She is so beautiful and her medical skills must be very good. She must be as good as Doctor Zhang."

"Of course not. Doctor Zhang is very capable, so his disciples must be very capable."

"The disciple is better than the master. Miss Lin, you will definitely be better than your master in the future."

"With the help of Miss Lin, our factory will definitely not go bankrupt. We have to trust our Director Wu and Doctor Zhang."

"Yeah……"

Lin Yang listened to them and realized that they had no doubt that she could help them despite her young age, but they all trusted her without exception.

Lin Yang's mood at this moment is somewhat indescribable.

Being trusted is also a kind of power that spreads throughout her body.

She seemed to have returned to the past and found her own strength and confidence.

After all, she had been too depressed for the past five years. Not only did others not trust her, she was also confused and distrustful of herself.

"Okay, okay, you all should get off work and go back to work. Aunt Zhao, don't you still have to go home to pick up your grandson?"

"Yes, yes. I'm leaving now. By the way, can I call you Xiaolin?"

"can."

"I live at No. 13 at the entrance of the alley. Tomorrow I will slaughter a pig and cook a big dish. You can come to my house for dinner..."

"Go when you have time."

"Okay, don't forget it..."

"Goodbye, Xiaolin."

"Ms. Lin, I'm leaving..."

All the employees in the factory greeted Lin Yang enthusiastically and then left.

Lin Yang was a little uncomfortable with the intimacy.

Wood smiled and patted her shoulder. "Don't be too stressed. It doesn't matter even if the factory can't get up and running."

Lin Yang saw that most of these people were disabled. She asked Wu De, "Uncle Wu, are most of the people in the factory disabled? Don't you want to recruit some normal employees?"

"Alas, they are already pitiful because of their physical disabilities. If they can't find a job, it means they will lose their livelihood."

"Although the wages in my factory are not high, it can provide them with enough food to eat and support their families, which is good."

"They just have some defects, it's not that they can't work."

"A big part of the reason why I don't want the factory to be acquired is because of them."

"If the factory is acquired and handed over to someone else, then all these people will definitely be laid off. How will they earn money to support their families then?"

Otherwise, Wood would have sold the factory directly and gotten a large sum of money to retire.

Fortunately, the factory is his own and he doesn't have to pay for renting it out, otherwise he might have collapsed long ago.

To be honest, before contacting Lin Yang, a big boss wanted his factory and the secret recipe for making Chinese patent medicine, and offered him 1 billion yuan.

It's impossible to say I'm not moved.

But looking at his own employees, he decided to give it a try after all.

Lin Yang listened to what Wood said and looked at the employees who were physically disabled but still as warm as the sun and full of smiles. Suddenly she felt a little sad.

If Wood wasn't a friend of her grandfather and master, she might not want to help them.

Lin Yang thinks Wood is really amazing. He can stick to his original intention and enjoy helping others.

No matter what method she uses, she will revive this factory.

Jiangcheng.

Lin Xiangsheng, Zhang Wanyu and two others squeezed into a shabby rental house.

The atmosphere was very gloomy.

"You still have the stomach to eat!" Lin Xiangsheng yelled at Lin Weihao, and then he started to curse at Zhang Wanyu, "What a rotten and useless thing you are!"

"Look at your good son. Even though our family has encountered such a big problem, he still goes racing. Well, he even gambled away the only house he can live in!"

"We can only squeeze into this small shabby house now!"

"He's really capable, why didn't he crash and die!"

“It’s still edible!”

Ten days ago, Lin Weihao went to the club to play and met Xiong Qian.

Lin Weihao and Xiong Qian had an argument, and in anger, Lin Weihao said he wanted to make a bet with Xiong Qian.

The two were racing, and if Xiong Qian lost, he would have to kneel down and apologize to him, and withdraw from the next live broadcast of the rural variety show that was about to start.

Unexpectedly, the mighty Lin Weihao was crushed into a clown by Xiong Qian. In the end, not only Lin Weihao's house but also his car was lost.

Lin Weihao slammed the table and said angrily, "Is that what I thought?"

"Am I going to be laughed at by that Xiong Gan bastard?"

"How nasty was he saying that? He knows Lin Yang! He called me a bastard born by a mistress and told me to die with my sister Lin Qianqian instead."

"If I hold this breath, I will be suppressed by him for the rest of my life!"

"Besides, isn't it just the car and the house that I lost? I'm a big star, if I take a few commercials, I can afford a bigger house than before!"

Speaking of this, Lin Weihao stared at Lin Xiangsheng with resentment, "If you hadn't committed fraud before, not only would you have lost UK, but you also affected my reputation."

"I caused so many advertisers to withdraw their ads, and my role in the next show was also replaced. I also had to pay the penalty for breach of contract, which left me penniless."

"Do you know how important a celebrity's reputation is?"

"All this is because of you, it's you who caused it!"

"I can't film any movies now, and I can't get any commercials. Isn't it all because of you? You still have the nerve to say that I'm unlucky and have no future. Do you have any future?"

"You, you, you shut up!" Lin Xiang was so angry that he could hardly breathe, and he slapped Lin Weihao hard in the face.

"I raised you up and spent so much money on you, and you dare to blame me!"

He felt even more that Lin Weihao was not his son, otherwise how dare he treat him like this!

This bitch Zhang Wanyu must have cheated on him with another bastard and gave birth to Lin Weihao.

What son dares to point at his father and scold him? He will be struck by lightning.

Unless they are not your biological children.

Now that he has no money and can't support him, Lin Weihao's true nature is exposed. Is he going to bite him?

He has to find a way to do a paternity test with Lin Weihao!

The slap was so loud that it scared Zhang Wanyu.

These days, Zhang Wanyu was pointed at on the nose by Lin Xiangsheng every day, but she endured it.

But she couldn't stand him beating her son. She yelled angrily, "Lin Xiangsheng, are you done yet? How could you beat my son?"

"She makes a living with her face! She's a star. How can she appear on TV if you smash her face?"

"If you lose the house, you lose the house. My son can earn money and sell it back. Why are you so angry? Besides, the house originally belonged to Weihao..."

“Pa…” Lin Xiangsheng slapped Zhang Wanyu with his backhand and said fiercely, “Bitch! What’s wrong with me teaching my son a lesson? Or is he not my son at all!”

"You, what nonsense are you talking about..." Zhang Wanyu was stunned. She was terrified and angry. "Are you crazy now? If it weren't for you, how could this family become like this?"

"If you don't commit fraud, will the company go bankrupt and be liquidated? Will Lin Yang take advantage of the opportunity to snatch it back?"

"You don't blame yourself, you blame us, blame your son, you, you, why don't you just die!"

"I'll beat you to death, you bitch. If you hadn't repeatedly provoked the relationship between me and Lin Yang, would it have turned out like this?"

"If you had asked Qianqian to marry Gu Chiyan five years ago, would so many problems have happened? And you still dare to blame me!"

Lin Xiangsheng grabbed Zhang Wanyu's hair and punched and kicked her, "I'm going to beat you to death, you bitch, I'm going to make you a bitch, I'm going to make you a bitch..."