This was his first time to come to this place. When the car parked downstairs of Shengshi Building, he finally understood what Lin Lian said.
Too powerful.
My uncle is indeed powerful, so she has no choice but to be ruthlessly crushed.
But it doesn't matter. Now that she has him, he will not let his uncle hurt her anymore.
It seemed that Zhan Lianshi had an explanation in advance, and as soon as he entered the front desk, he walked over, "Is it Mr. Han Zaixing?"
"I am."
"President Zhan told me to take you up."
"Okay, trouble."
The front desk led him upstairs and came to the president's room.
"Mr. Zhan, Mr. Han is here."
The busy man behind the desk was silently whispering, leaving the front desk and closing the door.
Han walked over and stopped at his desk, "Talk."
Zhan Lianshi finally raised his eyes and looked at him.
Even though he was standing and sitting, his aura was still strong.
"sit."
Han Zaixing sat on the sofa, and the secretary brought in two cups of coffee and left.
The door closed again, extremely quiet.
Zhan Lianshi closed the documents and walked over to sit on the sofa.
Han Zaixing looked at him and said, "You should know the purpose of my visit."
Zhan Lianshi took a sip of coffee, his eyes fell on his face, waiting for him to continue talking.
"I will marry Lin Lian. After we get married, we will go abroad. No one will know that she is your ex-wife and will not lose your face. Don't worry."
Zhan Lianshi looked at him, leaning back, arms slightly spreading, and legs overlapping, which was an extremely relaxed position.
But this relaxation did not make the aura on his body disappear.
The power that emanates from the inside out still exists.
"You are not suitable."
Han Zaixing clenched his hand in an instant, "My uncle, we have the final say whether we are suitable or not, not you have the final say."
At this moment, he also had an unprecedented momentum, which was as good as Zhan Lianshi.
The atmosphere in the presidential room suddenly became cold.
Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang, breaking the condensation that seemed to explode at any time.
He got up and walked over, picked up the microphone.
"Mr. Zhan, there are ten minutes to have a meeting."
“Five minutes delay.”
"OK."
After hanging up the phone, he came over and looked at Han Zaixing, "You are still young. You have been studying abroad for two years. After these two years, you will understand what I said today."
After saying that, he didn't say much, turned around to his desk.
But after two steps, he stopped.
Because Han Zaixing's words fell into his ears.
"Uncle, you don't let me be with Lin Lian, because you still have feelings for her, right?"
Han Zaixing looked at the person standing in front of him with his back facing him, tall and tall, like a towering tree.
This big tree was once the goal of his efforts and the existence he respected.
But now, all of these collapsed.
"You don't want men around her, so you force her to keep her away from men, but you didn't expect her to choose to get married. When you know that the partner she is going to marry is me, you have a open and upright reason to stop us."
"Maybe you have more terrible means to wait for her next, and all this is to prevent her from being with other men."
"My uncle, I really have to remind you that you are divorced and she is free. Whoever she wants to be with and who she wants to marry is her freedom. If you want to force it to stop it, then I can only say that you have a rival in love."
"And I, Han Zaixing, this love rival, love your nephew."