"Actually, if you are really tired, you can choose to let go." Zhang Xuan felt the fatigue coming from the woman's words, and felt distressed.
"Let go? How can it be that simple." Sylvia Lin laughed at herself, "If everyone is thinking about the Lin family, it doesn't matter if you don't take the position of president. But those people with ideas only care about the company's money. They don't care about the life and death of the Lin family. If the Lin family falls into their hands, there is only one way to go. Now almost everyone in the entire Yinzhou business community hopes that I will step down from this position. In this way, they have a chance. You know, the Lin family is about to end. Grandpa's will has been announced. Three months later, the Lin family will be completely divided."
Zhang Xuan was silent and didn't say a word. This was the first time that Sylvia Lin told him what was in her heart, but it made Zhang Xuan feel so heavy.
"Huh!" Sylvia Lin let out a long sigh, "Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you so much, but I feel much more relieved. Zhang Xuan, I have to say one more thing to you, thank you."
Sylvia Lin looked at Zhang Xuan sincerely, and Zhang Xuan also looked at Sylvia Lin.
The four eyes met.
"Boss Lin, don't worry, no matter what, I will be with you."
"I hope so."
The downpour suddenly stopped, and the bright sunshine appeared abruptly. The summer thunderstorm will give people a feeling of time intertwining, as if the haze just now was just talking about someone's mood.
Sylvia Lin drove Zhang Xuan back home. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Milan, who had been out since the morning, running over happily.
"What's so happy?" Sylvia Lin smiled.
"Concert, Qinghan, I asked a friend to get three tickets for Parjiv's global tour. Isn't this stop in Yinzhou? I finally got three tickets!" Milan said, while taking out three tickets and waving them in front of Lin Qinghan.
"Oh my God! How did you get them? I remember that these tickets were sold out a few months ago!" Lin Qinghan also showed a happy expression on her face. She likes painting and music very much. During college, she often went to some art exhibitions and concerts.
"Hey, secret!" Milan made a face at Lin Qinghan, "How about it, are you interested in going to see it together? Didn't you say that your Zhang Xuan is also very knowledgeable about music? He should be interested too."
"Him?" Lin Qinghan subconsciously glanced at Zhang Xuan, and began to blame herself in her heart. It was all her fault. She was too proud. When she was in college, she always told Milan that she would find an artist with the same interests as her, otherwise she would never marry. This lie was made up for Milan, and she also said that her husband was proficient in painting, music and other fields.
"Go, I also want to see it." Zhang Xuan nodded, thinking in his mind, that Pajiv, it seems to be Yev's disciple, right?
Lin Qinghan looked at Zhang Xuan in surprise, and just saw Zhang Xuan winking at her and secretly making an OK gesture to her, which made Lin Qinghan grateful again. She knew that Zhang Xuan agreed to her request, and she didn't know how much time he would have to spend to look up information behind her back.
The concert was tomorrow. Lin Qinghan took Milan to the Lin Group, and Zhang Xuan also left the villa and went to the welfare home.
Zhang Xuan stepped on his flip-flops, got on the bus, and went to the welfare home. He liked to sit on the bus to appreciate this city, the city where he once lived with his mother.
From the villa to the welfare home, you have to go through most of Yinzhou City, and you have to take a bus in the city. Zhang Xuan put his hands in his pockets and stood in front of the bus stop, waiting for the next bus.
Suddenly, a big hand patted Zhang Xuan on his left shoulder from behind.
Zhang Xuan turned his head and saw a bald man wearing a white vest and covered with tattoos standing behind him. When he turned his head, he was surrounded by five tattooed men on both sides. The people who were waiting for the bus at this bus stop all looked at this side with fear and stood far away.
"What's the matter?" Zhang Xuan looked at the strong man behind him and frowned slightly.
"Boy, you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended. Come with us." The bald man pinched Zhang Xuan's shoulder hard. While he was talking, two more strong men came up and carried Zhang Xuan to the side.
The people around saw this scene and didn't even dare to say a word.
Several strong men had grim smiles on their faces, and Zhang Xuan's eyes were full of doubts. Who sent these people? That Zheng Chu? Or Wang Wei?
There is a row of old bungalows next to the bus stop, all of which have the word "demolition" written on them. They look shabby, but their value is extremely expensive.
No one has lived here for a long time. There is a small alley behind the bungalow. No one will appear here and there is no surveillance. It is full of garbage. Before he even reached the alley, Zhang Xuan could smell the stench coming from inside.
Several strong men brought Zhang Xuan here and pushed him hard.
"Boy, keep your eyes open in the future. There are many people in this world that you can't afford to offend. Beat them up!" The bald strong man waved his hand, and several strong men raised their fists and hit Zhang Xuan's face. Looking at the bulging muscles, they didn't mean to hold back at all. They clearly wanted to cripple him.
Zhang Xuan looked at the appearance of the strong men and couldn't help but smile. He uttered softly, as if talking to himself, "They are all useless."
As soon as Zhang Xuan finished speaking, a black shadow appeared in the alley. These strong men who waved their fists at Zhang Xuan didn't even see what the black shadow was. They felt black in front of their eyes, and then a tearing pain came from their hands. Then, their heads sank and they fainted.
A total of six strong men fell to the ground in less than ten seconds. From beginning to end, Zhang Xuan stood there without moving.
"Go check who sent them." Zhang Xuan spoke again and walked out of the alley.
The shadow seemed to have never appeared, silently.
As soon as Zhang Xuan walked out of the alley, he saw two police cars honking in front of him.
The co-pilot door of a police car opened, and a female police officer with short hair, police uniform and a gun on her belt got out of the car, pointed at Zhang Xuan, her face was frosty, and she issued a crisp order: "Catch him for me, take him away!"
Seeing the patrolman in front of him, Zhang Xuan showed a helpless expression. It seemed that he could not go to the welfare home today. He waved his hand behind him imperceptibly, and then cooperated very well, letting the patrolman handcuff him and get on the police car.
"Take all those gangsters away!" The female police pointed at the six strong men lying on the ground with a frosty face, "Lock them all up and interrogate them!"