Hearing this, Lin An felt a sense of relief, thankful that he had inherited good genes from his grandparents, unlike that crazy couple.
It is a great misfortune in life to encounter parents who have little ability but like to manipulate their children, play power games and compete, and enjoy a sense of power by controlling and exploiting their children.
Butler Li gulped down a mouthful of tea and continued to pour out his grievances:
“Zhang Wanru, I really don’t know what she’s thinking. In order to compete with other women for Lin Haoran’s favor, she’s actually going against your grandfather who protects her.”
Lin An sneered inwardly. What could she possibly be thinking? She was just a competitive woman. Was she trying to please Lin Haoran because of love? Definitely not. Lin An had never seen any love in her eyes. She probably just wanted to prove that she was more attractive and secure her position as the first wife, putting her ahead of the other women.
Other women would be heartbroken if their husbands had affairs, but Zhang Wanru wouldn't. She didn't love Lin Haoran and wouldn't be jealous or sad because of him. Instead, she felt a sense of conquest. Even if there were many other women outside, as long as she wanted, she would always be the rightful wife in the family.
On the other hand, a womanizer's first choice is someone with a competitive mindset, and that's how he lives a wonderful life, with a stable home life and extramarital affairs.
Seeing that Butler Li's teacup was empty, Lin An got up to pour him some tea and asked:
"So when my grandfather passed away, their relationship with him was already very bad?"
"No, that's not true. Lin Haoran suddenly changed his attitude that month, and he and Zhang Wanru became much nicer. Your grandfather was in a good mood during that time, and he pulled me aside and said, 'The child has finally become sensible,'" Butler Li recalled.
"Young Master, are you asking these questions because you think there's something fishy about your grandfather's death?"
"Yes." Lin An nodded: "However, I don't have any evidence right now, it's all just speculation."
"I had the same thought back then. The old man died too conveniently. I even suspected him. But I don't think he would do this for the family property. After all, it would be his sooner or later."
After a long pause, Lin An said coldly, "I also hope it wasn't him."
Butler Li examined Lin An's face, which bore a striking resemblance to the old master in his youth, and his mood improved, a smile appearing on his face.
“I’m so glad you care about your grandfather. He’s been gone for eight years. Before he passed away, he always hoped to see you again. You’re just like him.”
Lin An couldn't help but think that if his grandfather were still alive, he might have had genuine family affection and a warm home.
"Butler Li, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Young master, please speak."
"I'd like a few strands of Lin Zhe's hair, or even a toothbrush."
"Okay, I'll bring it to you as soon as I get it," Butler Li readily agreed.
Butler Li didn't even ask Lin An what he wanted to do with the money. In his heart, Lin An, who had broken away from the Lin family, was the true heir of the Lin family. He was genuinely willing to help Lin An. His idea was simple: when he passed away and saw Lin Tianyou again in the afterlife, he could tell his elder brother not to worry, that his grandson was doing well.
After saying goodbye to Butler Li, Lin An drove aimlessly, thinking about many things along the way.
After hearing what Butler Li said today, he felt that the empty space in his heart had been torn even wider. Fortunately, he was a mature person. If it were Lin An, who had just come of age, hearing that his parents were such useless scoundrels, he might feel even worse.
The Lin family is like a black hole that can drag people into misfortune; the more you dig, the more unbearable the stories become.
Having been given a second chance at life, Lin An didn't want to waste his life again. He decided not to waste any more energy on this family. Besides, his grandfather was also Lin Haoran's father. Lin Haoran wouldn't do anything too outrageous. Maybe he just moved Lin Tianyou's ashes to a better place for money.
Lin An thought of the hundreds of millions of yuan in his account. "Damn it, so much money! Why am I wasting it here being melancholic? Making more money and enjoying a wealthy life is the real thing."
As for asking Butler Li for a favor, since it has already been brought up, let's continue.
Lin An was mainly afraid that Zhang Wanru would harass him again. He planned to use Lin Zhe's DNA to do a paternity test with Yang Li. If Zhang Wanru dared to cause trouble, he would show her the test results and slap her in the face. "You think you're so great and magnanimous? You're raising a child for your mistress, aren't you trying to put her on top? You've got your home stolen."
Lin An composed himself and drove to the company.
Upon entering the company, I noticed that there were more employees, but those five employees still stood out.
Lin An was shocked by the five employees again.
Their attire has completely changed; chestnut hair with bangs paired with preppy knitwear gives off a nostalgic vibe, as if they might change their signature to "Ruguo Ai, Jiu Shen Ai" at any moment.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that they're still playing games.
This time, instead of using mobile phones, they used computers. There were five high-spec computers in a row, and five people wearing headsets were engrossed in playing games.
Lin An stepped forward and patted one of them on the shoulder.
The man turned around, saw it was Lin An, and quickly took off his headset: "Hello, Mr. Lin!"
Lin An was startled when she saw his pale face and shiny eyelids. "My God, is this how you're supposed to do makeup? Why are you, a man, wearing makeup? Do you want to be the Monkey King?"
Lin An coughed lightly and asked in a steady tone, "Has President Xu arrived?"
"He's here, he's in the conference room," the employee said, pointing to the conference room.
"Okay, you can continue."
Lin An arrived at the conference room and, through the glass window, saw Xu Mo, whose eyebrows were almost furrowed together, while sitting opposite him was a woman with a delicate and pretty back.
Lin An waved to Xu Mo, who looked up, said a few words to the person opposite him, and then came out.
"Lin An, you're finally here! I'm going crazy!"
"What's wrong? Who's that inside?"
“Li Ziqi, the one you’re going to sign, I advise you to think it over again. She has too many ideas and is completely uncontrollable. Why sign such an unruly employee? You’ll just be asking for trouble.”
Hearing Xu Mo's description, Lin An felt that he hadn't made a mistake in choosing the right person. People with ideas shouldn't be constrained. Geniuses need service, not management. Management will stifle a creator's inspiration.
Lin An smiled and said, "Then I'll talk to her."
Xu Mo said with a sigh of relief, "That's great."
He was about to run away after saying that.
"Wait a moment."
Hearing Lin An's words, Xu Mo thought Lin An was going to back out, and stopped in his tracks with a bitter face: "Is there anything else?"
"What's going on with those employees?" Lin An asked, pointing to the group of five.
Xu Mo, upon hearing that it was a different matter, proudly replied:
"How is it? Handsome or not? After all, it's a live stream, so I personally styled it to attract some female viewers."
Lin An sighed inwardly, "What kind of talent is this? What kind of aesthetic sense is this! What kind of women still like non-mainstream things these days?"
He placed his hands on Xu Mo's shoulders, looked directly into his eyes, and said sincerely:
"Xu Mo, listen to me. Regarding the live stream, you just need to focus on operations and management. Leave the professional matters to the professionals. Your aesthetic sense isn't suited to interfering with the streamer's makeup and styling. Remember! Don't interfere!"
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