At ten o'clock in the evening, in Villa No. 3 of Galaxy Bay, East City District, the lights were blazing.
Dozens of middle-aged men, either bald or with faces full of fleshy cheeks, sat in the open-air garden, savoring fine wines and delicacies, while groping the graceful young beauties beside them.
If Lin Qingya were here, she would immediately recognize that these middle-aged men were all middle and senior executives and shareholders of Lin Corporation, and they were indeed her grand uncle Lin Changshan's direct lineage.
And this place was also the private villa of Lin Changshan, the third-largest shareholder of Lin Corporation, who also served as the Financial Director.
After swimming a few laps in his private pool, he changed into a tailor-made, luxurious pajamas and came to the open-air garden.
"Everyone, are you having fun today?"
With a grin, he greeted everyone.
"Fun! Of course, we're having fun!"
"President Lin's place is like a paradise, simply beyond words!"
"You said it, I don't even want to go back after coming to President Lin's place."
Everyone spoke out one after another, genuinely expressing their sentiments.
Lin Changshan indeed lived a life of extreme luxury. Not to mention other things, just take this standalone villa at No. 3 Galaxy Bay, spanning over four hundred square meters, boasting two gardens at the front and back, with five or six toilets, plus a private pool, the market value was at least eighty million.
As for luxury cars, just from what was seen in the garage, there were three: a Maybach S600, Bentley Flying Spur, and Rolls-Royce.
"If you don't want to go back, then stay and play for a while longer."
Lin Changshan chuckled and exchanged warm pleasantries with everyone for a while longer.
A few minutes later, Wang Xinfa, a shareholder with a Mediterranean hairstyle, brought up business. "President Lin, I heard that the board meeting is scheduled for three o'clock tomorrow afternoon?"
"Mhm."
Lin Changshan nodded and said, "The old man will be at the hospital for a check-up in the morning, and only has time in the afternoon."
"President Lin, we must seize the opportunity tomorrow to oust Lin Qingya from her position!"
Wang Xinfa said solemnly, "Ever since that girl took office, it's been one drama after another; she's turned our vast Lin Corporation into a total mess, and nobody feels like working anymore!"
Once this was said, everyone nodded in agreement:
"Director Wang is right! We must seize the opportunity tomorrow to oust that girl! Only after she steps down can we have a way out!"
"This young lady isn't old, but she's got plenty of tricks up her sleeve. In just the past six months, she's fired a dozen executives! If we let her continue like this, I fear not many of us present will be left..."
"President Lin, you are the most well-informed, did you find out anything about Lin Qingya's fiancé?"
Seeing the eager looks from everyone, Lin Changshan smiled intriguingly, his voice filled with disdain, "What so-called fiancé, I've had that checked out days ago, the man who entered Lin Qingya's room that night was just a food delivery guy!"
"A delivery guy?"
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Unable to restrain himself, Wang Xinfa asked, "President Lin, what do you mean? I don't understand."
"Are you saying that on that night, Lin Qingya was so desperate and thirsty that she ordered herself a duck?"
Because Lin Qingya had kept the matter a secret, Lin Changshan didn't know much, only that the man who entered Lin Qingya's room that night was a delivery man named Han Yu, and the two didn't know each other beforehand.
"Not far off,"
Lin Changshan picked up a teacup from the coffee table, took a sip, and continued, "On the day of the temporary board meeting, Lin Qingya was just pretending to be calm, introducing a temporary fiancé to shut us up."
"Who would have thought, the old man would ask her to get married, hahaha, she's really shot herself in the foot!"
"Lin Qingya, that girl, is too proud; marrying some stinky delivery guy, how could that be possible!"
"Hahaha…"
Hearing this, everyone also burst into laughter, their faces filled with mockery.
However, at this moment Wang Xinfa shook his head and interjected, "President Lin, there are exceptions to everything. Lin Qingya is a ruthless character, and she didn't easily make it to the position of CEO. How could she give up so easily? Who knows, she might actually marry the delivery guy?"
As soon as this was said, the laughter at the scene came to an abrupt halt.
Just as Wang Xinfa said, although Lin Qingya was proud, for the CEO position, she might indeed consider marrying a delivery man.
Lin Changshan thought about it and came to the same conclusion, but these past few days, he had people watching Lin Qingya. Other than once visiting Academy Street, she hadn't been anywhere else, much less the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Better safe than sorry!
No!
It's better to be careful.
Thinking this, he snapped his fingers and summoned his capable aide, Li Chao, "Little Li, run a task for me tomorrow morning. Find that Han Yu, and make sure he has no relationship with Lin Qingya. You can use some methods if necessary!"
Li Chao nodded, "Understood!"
…
On the other side, Han Yu had already ridden his electric bike back home.
After tidying up his home for a while, he sat down.
Thinking back to the incident at the nightclub, he couldn't help but shake his head, feeling he had been somewhat impulsive.
Not finding Li Mengting and Guo Zhenwei was one thing, but getting into a fight with someone from Feihu Commerce Chamber was just asking for trouble.
Fortunately, he had the "Heavenly Mystery Record" in his mind, which allowed for a significant healing of his injuries.
Whenever he thought about the "Heavenly Mystery Record", Han Yu found it incredibly mystical.
How could this 'tadpole script' martial arts text be hidden within his birthmark? Could there be some sort of secret behind it?
Moreover, ever since he started practicing the "Heavenly Mystery Record", he felt the lump in his brain seemed to be shrinking, and the pain was almost gone.
Could it be that the "Heavenly Mystery Record" not only allowed one to cultivate True Qi to become a real Martial Artist but also had healing powers?
After much thought, Han Yu decided he would still go to the hospital tomorrow morning for a check-up.
The night passed quickly.
The next morning, Han Yu rode his little electric scooter out of the yard.
He hadn't gone far when a commercial vehicle forced him to stop, and several men got out.
One of them was tall and skinny with an eight-character mustache and gold-rimmed glasses, the quintessential example of a scholarly thug.
He was none other than Lin Changshan's private assistant, Li Chao.
Taking out a photo, Li Chao looked back and forth between it and Han Yu, then tilted his head as he stepped forward, "Han Yu?"
Han Yu looked up and replied indifferently, "What's the matter?"
"Hmm..."
Li Chao snorted through his nose, pointing his finger right at Han Yu's nose tip, and said coldly, "Someone asked me to give you a message, stay away from Lin Qingya!"
"Otherwise, I'll break your legs!"
Lin Qingya?
This guy isn't from the Feihu Commerce Chamber!
Could he be one of Lin Qingya's suitors?
For some reason, Han Yu felt a bit uncomfortable at the thought of the word "suitor".
He grabbed Li Chao's finger tightly, "I have nothing to do with Lin Qingya, so you needn't concern yourself!"
"Besides, I've never liked being threatened by anyone!"
With that, he threw off Li Chao's hand with force.
"Ahh!"
Li Chao let out a scream of agony. Just as he was about to order his men to teach Han Yu a lesson, Han Yu had already twisted the throttle and zoomed off down the alley.
...
At Chuanxin Building, on the fifty-fourth-floor Executive CEO office.
As soon as Lin Qingya arrived at work, she began to immerse herself in paperwork.
"Knock knock!"
The secretary Yan knocked on the door and came in with a cup of freshly brewed coffee.
Lin Qingya took the coffee, sipped a little, and continued to look at the documents while asking, "How has he been these past few days?"
Yan knew that 'he' referred to Han Yu.
"Mr. Han has locked himself in his house, hasn't gone out for several days," Yan reported truthfully.
"Oh, I see."
Lin Qingya's hand holding the pen trembled slightly; it seemed the guy hadn't lied to me, only a person facing death would behave so drastically.
After a moment of silence, Yan couldn't help saying, "President Lin, maybe you could consider finding someone else..."
"It's no use."
Lin Qingya shook her head with a bitter smile, "Given grandfather and my uncle's means, they must have already figured out that the person in the photos is Han Yu. Switching to someone else will only make things more difficult."
Testing the waters, Yan suggested, "How about I go talk to Mr. Han again? We could increase the offer?"
"It's not about the money!"
Lin Qingya shook her head again, closed the documents, and rested her hands on her head, "It's about my life..."