Slag Gong walks the career line in the crematorium

Lin Hanchuan thought about what the room would look like. The best thing is that both parties are safe and sound; the worst is that Ran Xing is injured and is in critical condition.

He never thought that this would be the case in the room.

In the surprisingly spacious study room, two naked men embraced each other and kept posing in various poses, while Ran Xing arrogantly sat in the octopus chair with his legs crossed, holding a camera in his hand , kept clicking, and commented a few words from time to time.

"This pose is fine, exciting enough, continue." Ran Xing urged dissatisfiedly after taking the photo, "Change the pose, hurry up..."

Before he finished speaking, Ran Xing, who heard the movement, raised his head and saw Ran Xing standing at the door, the air was a little silent.

The four people present were stunned.

The bodyguards who were beaten to the ground by Lin Hanchuan also helped each other up, and rushed into the room: "Mr. Yan, we didn't mean to let the young master in..."

For a moment, no one moved or spoke, and the room was silent.

Yan Minghui's eyes went dark, he kicked the man on him away, and said hoarsely, "Get out! Get out!"

The bodyguards trembled, and hurriedly exited the room with trembling hands. When the door was closed, an unknown person said, "We didn't see anything!"

Yan Ming was so angry that one Buddha would come out of his body, and the other would ascend to heaven, almost fainting.

The naked |naked man who performed with Yan Minghui also left the room in the chaos. Yan Minghui's hands were shaking like he was suffering from Perkins, and he put on his clothes.

Ran Xing hugged the camera with an awkward expression: "Boss, I'm sorry, I didn't...I didn't mean to..."

When the boss saw him taking pornographic photos of the boss kissing his father, Ran Xing wished he could travel back to just now and knocked himself out with a hammer. He would rather be the one who was tied up here to take pictures than Lin Hanchuan seeing this scene .

"What's going on?" Lin Hanchuan asked instead of paying attention to Yan Minghui.

Ran Xing paused, and faltered about the situation.

When he was in the manor, several burly men in black suits trapped him in the middle and wanted to 'invite' him to be a guest. There was no one in the toilet, and there was no way to call for help.

In order to avoid the pain of flesh and blood, Ran Xing happily followed them and left, only to find out that the person who 'invited' him was Yan Minghui when he arrived here.

"He found a bull|boy who wanted to take my pornographic photos and use them as a handle." Ran Xing roughly stepped on Yan Minghui's plan, "and then ruined my face , so that I can't get along in the entertainment circle."

Lin Hanchuan clenched his fists violently, and the eavesdropping 001 in his mind also cursed loudly: 【This scum!so bad! 】

"Are you okay?" Lin Hanchuan asked in a hoarse voice after looking Ran Xing up and down for a few cycles.

"I'm fine." Speaking of this, Ran Xing couldn't help feeling a little complacent. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, and waved the camera in his hand, "The first thing I'm good at is acting, and the second thing I'm good at is fighting."

Yan Minghui's trick was not visible, he took him to the study room with the best sound insulation effect, but he never thought that Ran Xing was not a rose growing in a glass cover, but a wild rose blown by wind and rain.

This study room with the best sound insulation has turned into a hell for Yan Minghui.

Without the threat of bodyguards, a boss who has been in the top position for a long time, a boss with a delicate body, and a cowboy who is addicted to wine and sex, and his body is empty, neither of them is Ran Xing's opponent. Er Zhishi took pictures of them.

At this point, the matter is a foregone conclusion.

"I took a photo, and he was scared." After Ran Xing finished talking about the incident, he carefully pressed his pride back to the bottom of his heart. He secretly looked at Lin Hanchuan's face, and said tentatively, "I'll delete all the photos... ..."

"Deleted!" Yan Minghui put on his clothes again, and he seemed to have turned back into the high-ranking president, but his livid face and red eyes revealed his emotional instability, "I'll give you whatever you want, Photos, delete them!"

"No need." It was not Ran Xing who spoke, but Lin Hanchuan.

"What do you mean?" Yan Minghui lost all his face on this day, gritted his teeth, and stared at Lin Hanchuan fiercely.

Lin Hanchuan ignored him, and said to Ran Xing, "You keep the photo. With this photo, he won't dare to do anything to you again."

What Yan Minghui did today has completely stepped on Lin Hanchuan's bottom line. He used to worry about the original owner's feelings for his family, and he had never been cruel to Yan's Films. Now it seems... all his soft-heartedness, in the face of From Yan Minghui's point of view, they are all incompetent.

Many thoughts flashed through Lin Hanchuan's mind, and he heard Yan Minghui's high-spirited voice.

"As long as he can destroy the photos, I am willing to accept him as a member of the Yan family."

With an arrogant tone as if giving alms, Lin Hanchuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Minghui: "No need."

"You regard yourself as the emperor, controlling everyone, including your own son." Lin Hanchuan said indifferently, "In your opinion, your son should not have an independent personality. He is the continuation of your life. It belongs to you... The reason why you accepted Qiu Hongguang back then was because you didn't care about your son's feelings."

"You are just controlling Qiu Hongguang, so as to achieve your intention of completely controlling your own son."

With every word to punish his heart, Lin Hanchuan tore off all the veils of peace.

He also thought about doing the task seriously at the beginning, after all, no one wanted to die; but after living in Yan's house for a while, he almost suffocated.

Under the strong desire to control the Yan family's parents, Yan Weilou is like a puppet on a string, without the slightest idea of ​​his own. Within the scope of the Yan family's approval, Yan Weilou is the only son of the Yan family and the high-cold president; Yan Minghui will do everything possible to suppress Yan Weilou's mentality.

Over the years, even Yan Weilou felt that his "filial piety" was voluntary and sincerely done by him, but he didn't know that his wings had been clipped long ago and he became a pet falcon that could not fly.

"You!" Yan Minghui was trembling with anger at the words, "How dare you speak to me like that!"

Lin Hanchuan took a deep look at him, turned around and left with Ran Xing, a stern light flashed in Yan Minghui's eyes, and he shouted directly: "Stop them! Destroy the camera!"

If it wasn't for murdering and breaking the law, Yan Minghui would even want to kill them and erase everything today!

"Boss..." Ran Xing subconsciously protected Lin Hanchuan behind him, facing a group of vicious bodyguards.

Lin Hanchuan slowly rolled up his sleeves again. Following his movements, the bodyguards felt lingering fear and couldn't help but take a step back.

"What are you doing! Destroy the camera for me!"

Yan Minghui's urging voice made the bodyguards dare not retreat any longer. Everyone looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and rushed towards Ran Xing.

Nonsense, I must pick soft persimmons.The bodyguards were not stupid, they slammed their fists at Ran Xing. Ran Xing easily dodged the fist that he thought was sure.

Ran Xing's strength is not as strong as those of the tall and burly bodyguards, but he has a flexible body, and there is no way to find out how to shoot. He always greets the most sensitive and vulnerable places. His moves are vicious and obscene. tight.

The skills from fighting on the street, combined with Lin Hanchuan's resolute and professional boxing skills beside him, the two stood back to back, leaning on each other, and it didn't take long before they beat everyone to the ground.

Rubbing his fists, Lin Hanchuan finally turned his head to look at Yan Minghui at the door of the study, and narrowed his eyes with an unclear expression.

More than 20 people hit two people, and they were knocked down!Yan Minghui scolded loudly: "You trash, what's the use of me spending hundreds of thousands every month to support you!"

The bodyguards with bruised noses and swollen faces were scolded into embarrassment, and suddenly a person sneered: "You can go ahead, you yourself are..."

The words were not finished, but the insulting meaning in them was already revealed. Yan Minghui's face changed again and again, and under his exasperation, Yan Minghui felt inexplicably palpitating panic. He thought of Lin Hanchuan's look back at him just now, and he always felt that it was irritating. shudder.

Under this kind of pressure, he didn't even dare to fire these bodyguards directly, he could only be aggrieved, incompetent and furious, jumping up and down and cursing.

After leaving Yan Minghui's villa, Ran Xing and Lin Hanchuan were sitting in the car. He was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, with a relaxed and happy expression: "I didn't even know you could fight."

Lin Hanchuan looked at him, and couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth. It wasn't until this moment that the heart he had been carrying fell back into his chest: "I learned a little bit before."

Casually throwing the camera that made Yan Ming think about it into the storage box of the co-pilot, Ran Xing's eyes lit up: "I thought I was good at fighting, but I didn't expect you to be better than me! You are so awesome, what are you doing?" will..."

The two drove away, chattering admiration and praise came out of the car window.

Ran Xing didn't seem to be hurt in any way, he also took revenge and even made this day the most embarrassing day in Yan Minghui's history, but Lin Hanchuan didn't want to let this matter pass so easily.

After sending Ran Xing back to the crew to continue filming, Lin Hanchuan went directly to the office of Xingchen Entertainment. In the office, two people had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Lin Hanchuan, everyone present greeted him: "Mr. Yan."

Lin Hanchuan didn't even look at them, he just sat in his seat, his expression was extremely indifferent, his eyes were cold: "Is everything ready?"

"It's ready." One of them quickly replied, "I've put all the evidence in the anonymous mailbox and set up a scheduled sending."

Another person also answered: "When this email is sent out, the structure of film and television companies in the entire entertainment industry will be shaken up, and Yan's Films will definitely be shaken up."

Lin Hanchuan snorted coldly, and asked, "What about Yan Minghui, is it enough for him to go in?"

The two looked at each other, both of them couldn't figure out why the boss wanted to kill his biological father, but they didn't dare to speculate about the secret affairs of the wealthy family, so they just nodded and said: "If there is no accident, he should..."

Only then did Lin Hanchuan show a slightly satisfied expression, and clasped the table with his fingers: "Clean up your tail."

Both subordinates left the office. Lin Hanchuan leaned back in his chair and rubbed his sore brows.

Three days later, Yan Minghui was taken away for investigation for tax evasion, and the entire entertainment circle was shocked. Half an hour after Yan Minghui was taken away, this incident swept the hot spots of all major social networking sites like a rocket. Search top.

After seeing the amount of tax evasion by Yan's Pictures, everyone was shocked.

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