"Dad! Some people are only as good as their appearance; never be deceived by their looks."

As she said this, Jiang Yimei's eyes flashed with hatred and anger as she stared intently at Lin Congzhi, her gaze so intense it could tear the man before her apart.

Lin Congzhi smiled calmly and retorted logically, "Jiang, I have absolutely no intention of harming your uncle. Besides, I am very afraid of death and will not trade my life for another."

"Did you hear that, Yi Mei? You'd better get out of here."

Jiang's father urged her again, really not wanting his daughter to cause trouble here.

Jiang Yimei insisted on staying: "No! I'll stay here and take care of you."

"With Xiaolin taking care of things, you should go out and relax," Jiang's father continued to persuade him.

Faced with this situation, Jiang Yimei had no choice but to issue her fiercest threat: "Dad! If you kick me out again, I will never come back."

"Alright, alright, you can stay."

Jiang's father was truly exasperated by his daughter; she learned nothing but this kind of extreme behavior.

It's best not to get entangled with her too much and to quickly voice the questions in your mind. This is also what Jiang's mother, who has been listening attentively and patiently, wants to know.

"Xiaolin, which company do you work for now? What's your position? How much do you earn?"

Jiang Yimei had guessed this would happen, and immediately scolded, "Dad, can't you stop interrogating people about these sensitive things like you're interrogating a criminal?"

Lin Congzhi disagreed with her view: "No, no, no! This is not sensitive at all. I can tell you the truth."

Did you hear me?

Jiang's father beamed with pride, overjoyed.

Jiang Yimei was furious once again, her sharp eyes fixed on Lin Congzhi: "Lin Congzhi, do you really want to say it?"

Lin Congzhi's composed gaze met Jiang Yimei's furious eyes, and he said firmly, "That's right! I really want to say it."

Jiang Yimei finally saw through just how vicious this heartless and ungrateful man was.

If she ruins her relationship with Jiang Ze, she will definitely not let Lin Congzhi off the hook: "Fine, you said it, so don't regret it."

"I will never regret it."

Lin Congzhi responded with deliberate clarity, undaunted, because what he was about to say was quite different from what Jiang Yimei had in mind.

Jiang's father offered his full support, adding as a final note: "Xiao Lin, don't pay attention to her, just speak your mind. I'll take care of everything."

The patient in the next bed was also curious about the background of this well-dressed, radiant man covered in designer brands.

Seeing the curious and eager looks in their eyes, Lin Congzhi didn't waste any time and said directly, "I currently work for a listed company as the president's secretary and assistant."

The smile on Jiang's father's face instantly faded: "Secretary Cai, this shouldn't cost much, right?"

Jiang's mother was the same, and the patient in the next bed suddenly had a smug and contemptuous smile on his face, because Lin Yifan's position was not as high as their children's.

Lin Congzhi was not shocked at all, because this is human nature. People who do not understand are easily fooled and deceived by the words "secretary" and "assistant".

He never panicked, and had absolute confidence in changing the opinions of Jiang's father and those around him: "Uncle, I can manage everything except the president. I am a special secretary, second only to the president."