"Xiao Zhang." came Lin Guoqun's voice, and then he saw him walking from the back garden.
Lawyer Zhang looked back, his expression changed, and he nodded in greeting.
Lin Guoqun approached and told Lawyer Zhang first: "Go to the study and wait for me. I'll have a chat with Qianqian before I go over."
"Okay." Lawyer Zhang nodded again, turned around and said to Lin Qianqian, pretending to be relaxed: "Qianqian, come to my house when you are free in the next two days. Xiaomei misses you."
"Well, okay, I miss her a lot too." Lin Qianqian agreed with a smile.
Watching Lawyer Zhang walk away, Lin Guoqun pulled his daughter to the flower bed next to him, his eyes were doting on her, he stroked her hair and asked, "Have you finished talking to Mr. Yan?"
Lin Qianqian lowered her head and shook her head, feeling a little guilty and blushing.
There was no time to talk, and this guy just threw her down when he saw her. He took advantage of her, but didn't settle the matter.
No, she made things worse.
Not only does it not help, it actually pushes it into an even worse situation.
Judging from what Lawyer Zhang said, after she made him angry in the morning, he ran back to the company to hold a meeting with various departments and deliberately shelved the New Jersey project.
"Why didn't we talk about it? Didn't you stay at his place last night?" Lin Guoqun frowned, his eyes falling on the side of his daughter's neck.
The red traces indicate that the two of them were harmonious and loving last night.
In this case, it is impossible not to talk about business.
He remembered that when his daughter was dating Yan Mubei, her daughter once complained that the school cafeteria was crowded, dirty and the food was not delicious.
That day, Yan Mubei ordered a new canteen to be built on campus, equipped with top-notch Chinese and Western chefs, specifically for her and her friends.
That heroic pampering instantly blinded the eyes of teachers and students in the university.
Lin Qianqian sighed: "We had a quarrel."
"Are you arguing again?" Lin Guoqun frowned.
If Yan Mubei loves his daughter and can spend a lot of money on her, then when they quarrel, he will definitely spend a lot of money on her.
Thousands of dollars were spent to make Lin Qianqian and Mrs. Lin survive but not die, like this time.
Lin Guoqun had a headache, and his energy from the fight shrunk instantly. He couldn't help but blame: "Why did you start arguing? Didn't I ask you to beg him properly? You... are too ignorant."
"Dad, I'm sorry." Lin Qianqian pursed her lips in grievance.
"Qianqian, it's your twentieth birthday next month. Can you be more mature and stop being willful?"
"How can I be willful?" Lin Qianqian kicked the small stones under her feet.
Seeing this, Lin Guoqun couldn't bear to blame him any more and thought for a while: "Let's do this. I'll ask the servant to make some cookies. You can take them to the company for Master Yan to eat. Just say you made them and coax him properly."
"I don't want to see him again for the time being."
Father Lin ignored his daughter's refusal and pushed her towards the main house, persuading her earnestly: "Now go take a shower and dress up. Remember to wear a white skirt. Young Master Yan likes you to wear white."
"Dad, I'm so tired, I don't want to go."
"Look at you, you still say you are not willful? You also have a stake in the company, how can you just sit back and watch."
"...I didn't." Why do you say she is willful again?
"It's okay if you don't, be good and go back to your room to freshen up and get ready." Lin's father urged.
Lin Qianqian was half-pushed and half-pushed upstairs. Father Lin watched her disappear at the top of the stairs and asked the servant for instructions.
Back in the study, Lawyer Zhang saw him and asked hurriedly: "Is this okay? Will she believe it?"