"What else can I plan to do? Since the certificate of nomination has been given, let's prepare to enjoy the love of the boss. Lin Haitang's tiger skin must be put to good use." Lin Zhiming said.
"I can't help you for the time being, because I have to resolve the civil strife first," Lin Mo said.
"It's okay, I don't expect to skin Lin Haitang for the rest of my life, but how long do you plan to hide it?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"I don't know, at least I have to wait until the traitor is caught. It won't be short, but it will definitely not be long. Now Lin's property will be automatically transferred to my brother. Although my brother is loyal to me, he is not capable enough.
, if I disappear for too long, there may be problems with Lin's industry." Lin Mo said.
"Yeah." Lin Zhiming nodded. In fact, he was the same. If he faked his death, then Yao Jing, Dong Jian, and Wang Hai might be able to temporarily stabilize the situation, but as time goes by, trouble will inevitably occur. So, this time
Lin Mo's suspended animation shouldn't last too long.
Lin Zhiming must obtain enough benefits from Lin Haitang within a limited time, so as not to waste such a good show between him and Lin Mo.
"I have no intention of getting involved in the affairs of the world. I will leave it to my sister later. I will focus on the Lin family's industry. If the Lin family in Shengxi City falls, you and I...may be at war with each other!" Lin
Mo looked at Lin Zhiming and said.
"If I kill you then, it won't be an act." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"If you have that ability, you are welcome to kill me at any time." Lin Mo said fearlessly.
The old man behind Lin Mo sneered, and his aura was unreserved, giving people a terrible sense of oppression.
However, Lin Zhiming sat there unmoved and seemed not to be affected at all.
"Okay, it's almost time, I have to leave." Lin Zhiming stood up and said.
"Ruyan, send him off." Lin Mo said.
"Yeah." Liu Ruyan nodded, and then left with Lin Zhiming.
"Master, you should actually let me kill him." The old man behind Lin Mo said with a serious face.
"Why?" Lin Mo asked.
"This boy can be so scheming and hands-on at such a young age. He will definitely be a serious problem for us in the future. I can defeat him now and kill him to avoid future troubles." The old man said.
"Really..." Lin Mo frowned slightly and said after a long time, "I think my sister is interested in him."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then said, "Are you... planning to become relatives with him?"
"Who can say for sure what will happen in the future? I can't guarantee when Lin Zhiming will become my brother-in-law." Lin Mo smiled, shook his head, and said nothing more.
On the other side, Liu Ruyan sent Lin Zhiming to the door.
"What about that? I'm leaving soon. It's a long night, why don't you find a place to do it?" Lin Zhiming scratched his head and said with a lewd smile.
"Now that you know Lin Mo is my brother, aren't you afraid of death?" Liu Ruyan asked jokingly.
"That's our brother!" Lin Zhiming said seriously.
"You are obviously not a vulgar person, so you have to show your vulgar side." Liu Ruyan shook her head, waved to Lin Zhiming and said, "Go away."
"It's so heartless." Lin Zhiming smiled jokingly, then turned and left.
Watching Lin Zhiming walk away, Liu Ruyan's eyes flashed and she said to herself, "Lin Zhiming, Lin Zhiming, how many faces and brains do you have to come up with such a wonderful plot?"
Lin Zhiming left Liu Ruyan's residence and wanted to leave directly, but in the end he took a taxi to Sismail Restaurant.
It was already late at night and there was no one on the road.
Lin Zhiming stood outside Sismail's restaurant.
There were several holes in the exterior wall of the entire Sismail restaurant, and there were ruins inside.
Lin Zhiming sighed, not knowing how to describe his mood.
At this moment, Lin Zhiming suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of Sismail.
Holding rubble and wood in her hands, she limped out of the restaurant, and then placed the rubble next to the trash can not far away.
Look at the trash can over there. There is already a pile of rubble.
Putting down these things, the figure limped into Sismail's restaurant.
From the look on her face, she seemed to want to clear out all the rubble in Sismail's restaurant.
Lin Zhiming stood in the shadows, watching this scene, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
The person who moved things was Tian Xinyu.
Lin Zhiming always thought that he would not feel too guilty if he gave Tian Xinyu a salary increase and treated Tian Xinyu well, and then bombed the Sismail restaurant. But now that he saw Tian Xinyu, he still felt guilty.
For Tian Xinyu, Sismail Restaurant is more than just a place to make money.
Tian Xinyu likes cooking, so she has been an apprentice here for a long time. No matter how bullied she was, she never left.
Sismail Restaurant has been regarded as a spiritual sustenance for Tian Xinyu, especially after the arrival of Lin Zhiming, Tian Xinyu became the chef of Sismail Restaurant, Sismail's meaning to Tian Xinyu is even more different, and now
, Sismail was destroyed as a prop in Lin Zhiming's drama, and Tian Xinyu became the person who was affected for no reason.
Lin Zhiming is a very cold-blooded person. Given the current situation, he will not feel any guilt even if it affects some people.
But Tian Xinyu is an exception.
This woman who couldn't speak clearly when she saw him had a unique aura about her that was unforgettable.
Lin Zhiming looked at Tian Xinyu and suddenly understood what it means to fight between gods and bring disaster to the pond fish.
Tian Xinyu must be the one who is affected!
Lin Zhiming sighed, turned and left.
He couldn't show up or go up to help Tian Xinyu, because there were countless eyes staring at this area near Sismail's restaurant. If he showed up, he could only harm Tian Xinyu.
Lin Zhiming left Beiji City overnight without saying goodbye to anyone.
However, after he left, all Sismail's employees received a sum of money.
This amount of money is the income of Sismail's restaurant employees for three months.
The origin of the money was not indicated, but everyone knew that it was from the man who appeared and disappeared like a comet.
In the entire Sismail restaurant, only one person did not receive money.
This man is the manager of the restaurant.
However, the manager of the restaurant received a transfer contract.
This transfer contract was placed at the door of the restaurant manager early in the morning. It was clearly written on the contract that Wang Shaohua transferred the restaurant to the manager and Tian Xinyu. The manager held 90% of the shares and Tian Xinyu held 10%.
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Seeing this transfer contract, the manager was stunned.
He never expected that his boss would still think of him even though he was wanted by the three eastern provinces.
At the end of this transfer contract, there is a passage from Lin Zhiming.
"The restaurant is left to you. My only request is to take good care of Xiao Xinyu. Say sorry to her for me."
Seeing this sentence, the manager took a deep breath, put the contract away, then walked into the home and said to his wife, "Daughter-in-law, take out all our family's savings."
"What are you doing?" asked the manager's wife.
"I want to reopen Sismail!!"
The weather is great.
Tian Xinyu stood in the corridor of her home and looked out.
Spring has arrived, the snow on the ground has begun to melt, and the weather has become warmer.
Tian Xinyu really hoped that she could see that familiar figure, but she knew that that figure would probably never appear again in this life.
"Xinyu!" A shout came from downstairs.
Tian Xinyu was startled and looked down, only to see the manager.
"Manager?" Tian Xinyu looked at the other party in confusion.
"Come down and follow me back to the restaurant!" the manager shouted.
"Isn't the restaurant gone?" Tian Xinyu asked.
"I called the decoration team to renovate the restaurant. Come on, let's go together!" the manager shouted.
Hearing this, Tian Xinyu became excited, and she limped downstairs.
"What's wrong with your foot?" the manager asked.
"I was pricked by a nail last night. It's okay." Tian Xinyu shook her head.
"Let's go!" The manager asked Tian Xinyu to get in the car.
"Manager, will the restaurant reopen?" Tian Xinyu asked.
"Of course!" the manager said seriously.
"When?" Tian Xinyu asked.
“When the flowers bloom!!”
Tian Xinyu clenched her hands excitedly and said, "Then can I still be the head chef?"
"Not only can you be the head chef, you can also be a shareholder! Mr. Wang transferred the restaurant to us, and you and I each hold 50%!" the manager said with a smile.
"Where is Mr. Wang?" Tian Xinyu asked with eyes shining.
"He's gone. I'm afraid I'll never see him again in this life." The manager shook his head.
Upon hearing this, the light in Tian Xinyu's eyes disappeared instantly.
Will I never see you again in this life?
Tian Xinyu felt extremely disappointed. She looked out the window and remembered the first time she met Lin Zhiming.
Although she was extremely embarrassed when they first met, that meeting really changed her life.
Xiahai City!
The plane carrying Lin Zhiming landed smoothly at the Straits City Airport.
Lin Zhiming, who had changed his appearance, stepped off the plane and followed the large troops into the airport. After that, Lin Zhiming walked into the men's restroom of the airport.
When Lin Zhiming appeared again, he had changed into his original appearance.
Lin Zhiming walked out of the airport with his hands in his pockets and sunglasses on.
There are already cars waiting outside the airport.
Lin Zhiming got in the car and called Lin Haitang.
"Are you satisfied with my certificate of surrender?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Quite satisfied." Lin Haitang said on the other end of the phone.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "In that case, from now on, you and I are in the same boat!"
"That's right!"
"When do you plan to take action against the three Zhongyuan families?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Start immediately." Lin Haitang said.
"Very good, then let's get started and send the three Zhongyuan families to meet the ancestors of our old Lin family!" Lin Zhiming grinned.