Lin Shi smiled cooperatively: "I don't mind picking up leaks."
Lin Lang had just finished the operation and was annoyed by the two of them talking in unison.
He raised the bouquet, and the bank card formed a beautiful parabola in the air and was caught by Lin Shi's assistant.
"puff."
As for who laughed out loud, let’s not delve into it.
The assistant handed the bank card to Lin Shi with both hands. Lin Shi pinched the bank card between two fingers and blinked in Yan Xianjue's direction: "Thank you."
Then he put the bank card into his pocket without any hesitation. He never thought that such unexpected fortune was too much.
He is very different from Yan Xianjue. Yan Xianjue is simply a person who doesn't know how expensive food and fuel are.
Unlike him, his subordinates are all big spenders, each one of them is more willing to spend money than the other.
As for Lin Lang, he is not even a middleman. At best, he is a temporary storage for card packs.
Yan Xianjue didn't care who took the money.
He couldn't write two characters for "Lin" with one stroke. He put down his legs and stood up slowly: "Since you have already received the money, I will not disturb Mr. Lin's rest."
"I had a great time chatting with Mr. Lin today. I hope you enjoyed it too."
Lin Lang: “…”
Wasn't there anyone who asked for his opinion?
But at this moment, in his ward, besides him and Yan Xianjue, there were only Lin Shi and his assistant.
None of Lin Lang's own men were there, so he said coldly, "Young Master Yan, I will definitely repay this generous gift."
Yan Xianjue's expression remained unchanged: "Then I'll wait."
Lin Shi's assistant was very tactful and stepped forward to open the door for Yan Xianjue and escorted him to the car.
In the ward.
Lin Lang was so angry that he pointed at Lin Shi and started to curse: "You..."
Lin Shi didn't even give him a chance to speak. He broke the finger that Lin Lang was pointing at him without hesitation: "Lin Lang, I hate it most when people point at me."
His tone was frivolous and casual, and his eyes swept over Lin Lang with contempt.
"Although I disagree with Yan Xianjue's statement about having nothing, I do agree with his statement about quitting while you're ahead."
"Lin Lang, it's you who's courting death, not me."
"Besides, how could you think I would stand on your side after trying to frame me and frame me?"
"Just because we both have the last name Lin? Don't dream."
Lin Shi looked down at Lin Lang: "Uncle, our war has just begun."
Lin Lang, who was truly the victim this time, felt even more upset.
Two hours later, I don’t know what Lin Shi said to the old man.
In short, Lin Lang received a call from Mr. Lin.
"Lin Lang, what's wrong with you?"
"I told you not to engage in direct conflict with the Yan family until the very last moment."
"Since you didn't do it decisively enough, just wait for the next opportunity. What a mess you've made now!"
After saying that, without waiting for Lin Lang to explain, Mr. Lin hung up the phone.
Lin Lang raised his hand and threw the phone away.
He asked his assistant sinisterly, "What did you do this afternoon?"
The assistant pretended to be calm and said, "Vice President Lin said there are some documents you need to look at after the operation, so he asked me to go back to the company to get them."
Lin Lang: "Why don't you ask someone else to bring it over? You're my only assistant. What do the others do?"
"Don't you know that I can't have someone by my side when I'm in surgery?"
The assistant also felt aggrieved: "When you are not here, I am the only one who can enter the office. It is your rule."
"And Vice President Lin is here."
He added in his heart, besides, this is your own hospital!
He didn't believe that Lin Lang would lack someone to take care of him.
Yan Xianjue didn't know about Lin Lang's depression, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.
He returned to the Yan family in a good mood and happened to meet Yan Yian who had just returned from the company at the door.
He asked casually, "Brother, I've seen many novels where the bosses all have a friend who studies medicine. Why don't you have one?"
Yan Yian: “???”
Yan Yian: "Yan Xianjue, I am twenty-eight years old this year."
Yan Xianjue: "I know."
He looked at Yan Yian with a strange expression, as if to say, "Are you stupid?"
Yan Yian: “…”
Yan Yian had to put it more bluntly: "If my classmates studied medicine, they probably wouldn't have graduated with a doctorate yet."
"And are you sure you want those people who are dying to pass their final exams to treat you?"
Yan Xianjue fell silent and fell into deep thought.
So those doctor friends in the domineering novels...
Yan Xianjue chose not to think about it.
And he was in a good mood and talked about his achievements today.
"The Lin family took the money, and Lin Lang was in a good mood."
Yan Yian keenly noticed the different subjects in the two sentences.
But he just nodded: "Okay, deduct it from your second brother's pocket money next year."
As for why it is next year, it is because this year’s deductions have already been made!
Yan Xianjue nodded decisively in agreement.
The two of them were talking as they walked, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw Yan Ci with a depressed face.
Yan Xianjue grasped the wheelchair handle without hesitation and with great skill, turning the wheelchair around in place.
Banquet speech: "..."
"Aren't you childish?"
Yan Xianjue: "If you have any objections, please go and complain to mom."
Banquet speech: "..."
Forget it. He hasn’t figured out how to tell his mother yet.
It is impossible to hide it. The most you can do is talk about it after you get better, and then get scolded.
But Yan Xianjue obviously would not give up on tormenting him just because he compromised.
He's not that conscientious.
But Yan Xianjue firmly believed that he was just being kind.
The origin of the incident was still the villa very close to Zhou.
Although Yan Xianjue did not go, he arranged for his housekeeper to go.
The classmates had a great time that day, so we thought of giving Yan Xianjue a surprise.
Yan Xianjue: "Thank you so much."
A minute ago, Zhou Ye pushed open the door of a room on the second floor of the villa whose original function was unknown. "Clang clang! An e-sports room for you. Surprise!"
Yan Xianjue looked at the room with more than 20 computers and matching gaming chairs and was silent for a full minute.
Perhaps having finally found his voice, Yan Xianjue said speechlessly, "It would have been much better if you just told me you gave me a computer room."
Whose private e-sports room has more than 20 computers? What? Do you still want to have team building here?
Zhou Ye put his arm around his shoulder and said, "Hey, Brother Yan, you don't understand. This is all from our classmates."
"Isn't one of the joys of college playing games with roommates?"
Yan Xianjue: "I know about playing online games, but that's done in internet cafes, not at my house."
Zhou Ye's question hit home: "Will you go to the internet cafe?"
If he hadn't said that, with Yan Xianjue's picky personality, how could he go to an Internet cafe?
Yan Xianjue thought about the environment of the Internet cafe and immediately wrinkled his nose.
Zhou understood without him saying anything. He had an expression that said 'I'll tell you what', and Yan Xianjue didn't know what to say.
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