Lin Hui sighed softly and continued to look through the company's financial reports.
"Boss Lin, someone posted the chairman's video online. Should we take action?"
"Contact the other party and ask them to delete the video immediately, otherwise they will face a letter from the Lin Group's lawyers."
Lin Hui lowered her head and thought for a few seconds before continuing to instruct:
"If necessary, you can spend some money to get rid of the video as soon as possible. We can't let anyone use it to discredit the Lin Group."
"Okay." The female secretary immediately made arrangements.
Lin Hui called her father. "Dad, are you okay?"
Zhihao Bath Club has luxurious VIP one-on-one exclusive rooms, which only very few wealthy people with high status are eligible to use.
Lin Quan was lying on the high-end massage bed enjoying the service of technician No. 8.
He was thrown to the ground by Gu An, and there were slight bruises on his back after he took off his shirt.
Technician No. 8 had cool and soft hands and spoke gently. She focused on stroking and kneading Lin Quan's back to soothe his injured body and mind.
Seeing that it was his eldest daughter calling, Lin Quan frowned before answering the call.
"I'm fine, what's wrong?"
Lin Hui said calmly, "Someone posted what happened in the hospital today online, but I've already handed it over to my secretary to handle. It's not a big deal. The shareholders' meeting will be held after National Day, so don't forget."
Those small shareholders couldn't make any waves, but they were happy to see the Lin family embarrassed.
By then, he will inevitably find an excuse to squeeze his father and daughter at the shareholders' meeting.
"I know what's going on." Lin Quan hung up the phone, a chill in his eyes.
"Boss Lin~~ (coquettish voice) Don't be unhappy. Would you like to try the new technique I learned?"
"Oh? I didn't hear you mention it the last time I came here."
"You only come here once a month. How would I know what I just learned last week?"
Lin Quan turned over and his back didn't hurt anymore.
...
At the same time, Jiang Xiaoxiao was exercising in her villa room in Beijing.
If you sit in front of a computer all day, proper exercise is very necessary.
She doesn't practice yoga, but she loves doing push-ups.
Because your arms only need to bend your body slightly to touch the ground and bounce back, it is very effortless.
Twenty-four display screens cover the entire wall.
Each screen contains multiple split screens, playing different scene images at the same time.
One of the display screens beeped, catching her attention.
Ever since Si Hong contacted her last time, she began to use big data screening settings, paying special attention to Gu An's affairs.
As soon as the same name matches a specific image, an alert will be issued immediately.
Jiang Xiaoxiao climbed up with the help of the elastic force, climbed onto the chair and started typing on the keyboard.
In a short video, the playback image remains still at the moment when Gu An throws Lin Quan to the ground.
"Oh wow! Hehehe~"
Jiang Xiaoxiao's fingers flew as she quickly hacked into the Jiangcheng City Hospital surveillance system.
Retrieve the surveillance video, download and save it, and package it together with the video on the Internet and send it to Si Hong's email.
[Pansy Cave Black Silk: @Beijing Queen, am I dazzled or is something else going on that I don’t know about?! ! !]
[Queen of the Capital:?]
Si Hong clicked on the video and watched it attentively, her frosty eyes not missing a single frame.
Seeing Gu An successfully throw Lin Quan to the ground using the shoulder throw that he had taught him, his frown slowly relaxed.
[Pansidong Black Silk: Your Majesty, rest assured. The police will let the little brother go back after mediating between the two parties.]
[Queen of the Capital: Kneel down and pay your respects.]
Putting down the phone, Si Hong resisted the urge to go to the classroom to find Gu An.
He lowered his head in thought and re-examined this little brother who had entered his heart.
Maybe you can take it a little more seriously.
When I first practiced shoulder throws, it took me two days to master the essence.
The little brother was just used as a sandbag and was thrown around for half an hour.
You can successfully defeat your scumbag father in actual combat, and it is not all based on luck and chance.
I guess grandpa will like him.
Si Hong curled her lips, and there were stars in her beautiful eyes.
The weight-bearing equipment originally planned for Gu An was ten kilograms, but it seems not enough now.
She made a phone call: "Send me a set of 20-pound weights to the guard room tonight. I'll use it tomorrow morning."
Boys aged seventeen or eighteen are at the stage of growing strong, so it’s okay to exercise hard.
...
The school bell rang.
Gu An pressed his cheek lightly, and the swelling had gone away, and the pain was gone.
"Tengzi, look at my face?" he said still worriedly.
Wang Teng took the opportunity to rub it, and felt that it felt really good, so he rubbed his face again.
"Don't worry, godfather, the redness and swelling are gone and you can't see them anymore."
"One day, I'm going to let him have a taste of a big pussy."
Gu An glanced at him sideways, "Can you do it?"
"Don't you still have me, my godfather?"
Wang Teng struck a pose: "Don't look down on the poor young man! In thirty years, I will dance on his grave!"
“…”
"Go home to eat and come to school early to study."
Yan Feifei deliberately walked past the two of them after school and left a few words lightly.
The father and son walked side by side behind, and the light in their eyes dimmed after hearing this.
Wang Teng curled his lips: "You're really nosy!"
Gu An lowered his eyes: "Who said my legs are long?"
Wang Teng lowered his head and glanced down, and said proudly: "That makes sense, I am also tall."
Gu An raised his middle finger at him: Get out of here, baby cow.
After returning home, Gu An mentioned learning martial arts to Fang Rou during dinner.
"Mom, let me tell you something. I want to learn martial arts from my beautiful sister starting tomorrow. What do you think?"
Fang Rou tilted her head and looked at her son quietly, "Are you sure this isn't an excuse to go on a date?"
"Mom~~"
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