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Lin Xuan waved his hands repeatedly, assuring everyone that he was alright.

Then he ran back to his bedroom as if his life depended on it, his steps quick.

After taking a cold shower for a while, I calmed down and my anger finally subsided.

He looked at his erect penis in the mirror and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"Not everyone can enjoy such an emperor-like life! Most people would have bled to death long ago."

Around eight o'clock, Lin Xuan came downstairs.

An Lan had already dressed up, changed into a smart business suit, a white shirt and black trousers, simple and elegant, and was sitting in the living room waiting for him.

Seeing Lin Xuan come down, she looked him up and down and asked, "Are you sure you're alright?"

Lin Xuan shook his head, his face serious:

"It's nothing, I'm just a little irritable, that's normal! Let's go, let's go to the company first, we'll meet that Master Zhou today."

An Lan nodded and stood up.

After they left, Zhao Xueli suddenly smiled and said to Tong Yao:

"I've noticed that you and An Lan are both doing quite well."

Tong Yao was taken aback, but quickly realized what she was talking about. Her face turned slightly red, and her heart started beating faster for no reason.

"Sister Shirley..."

Zhao Xueli waved her hand, stopping her from speaking:

"Alright, you go to work now, I need to go to the office too! I have several meetings and clients to meet today, I can't be late."

After saying that, she turned and left without waiting for Tong Yao to speak.

Tong Yao nodded blankly and stood there stunned for a long time.

Own...

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Even in the car, An Lan didn't forget to care about Lin Xuan.

"Are you really alright? There was so much blood just now...it was terrifying. Should we go to the hospital for a checkup? Maybe get a brain CT scan or something?"

Lin Xuan hummed to himself as he drove:

"It's all your fault."

"Me?" An Lan looked completely bewildered, not understanding what he meant.

Lin Xuan nodded, speaking in a serious tone with a hint of roguishness:

"It's all your fault for not letting me in last night. Now I'm so irritable, my nose is burning! Plus, with a figure like yours, who could resist when they saw you this morning?"

He spoke as if it were perfectly reasonable and justified, as if it were truly An Lan's fault.

An Lan listened with a blank expression.

After a while, her face began to feel hot.

This scoundrel is actually blaming himself!

She stared at Lin Xuan with a cold face, wanting to say something but unable to.

After a while, she turned her head away and looked out the window, pretending to admire the scenery.

A voice suddenly drifted out, so low it was like the sound of a mosquito.

"Then... tonight..."

"what?"

Lin Xuan's ears twitched, and he immediately pressed for an answer, his eyes lighting up.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you!"

No, I didn't say anything.

"No! You said it! You said tonight? What for at night? You want me to come in at night?"

"roll."

"Alright! We'll talk about it tonight!"

Lin Xuan chuckled, in a great mood, and drove a few paces faster.

It's unbelievable that the president of Anhui University would say such a thing.

This is the first time in history that such a thing has ever happened!

Humming a tune, Lin Xuan drove with boundless energy.

Around nine o'clock, Lin Xuan brought An Lan to the Tong Family Building.

Oh no, it's now called "Lin An Building".

Tong Yao is extremely efficient; she managed to get the signboard replaced in just one afternoon, which is astonishing.

The huge signboard with the four golden characters "Lin An Building" gleamed brightly in the sunlight, making it particularly eye-catching.

It's directly facing the An's Building.

Very eye-catching.

As soon as he parked his car and arrived at the lobby on the first floor, he saw Su Yurou and Xue Hong standing in the lobby.

There was also a little old man standing by the wall, pointing at a mural and shaking his head, muttering something under his breath.

The old man had a head of white hair and a goatee, dressed in a gray robe, with a cloth bag hanging from his waist. He really had the air of a hermit, as if he had traveled from ancient times.

Lin Xuan and An Lan walked over.

Upon seeing the two of them come up together, Xue Hong quietly nudged Su Yurou's arm and whispered, "Yurou, what's going on? Why did they both come together?"

Su Yurou sighed helplessly.

But I still made up an explanation:

"Lanlan gave me the car yesterday, and she happens to live in Binjiang Huafu too, so let's come to work together."

Xue Hong looked incredulous, but she was too embarrassed to actually ask, so she could only smile and walk up to greet her, her face full of smiles.

"Xiaolin! Xiaoan! You're here!"

Good morning, Auntie!

An Lan and Lin Xuan spoke in unison, showing great understanding.

Xue Hong was stunned for a moment, and thought to herself, "This teamwork is just too good!"

Lin Xuan looked at the old man not far away and asked:

"Is that Master Zhou?"

Xue Hong nodded, her voice very low:

"Yes, that's him. Xiao Lin, you'd better check if he's a real conman! If he is, I have to get my money back today no matter what! Two hundred thousand!"

Lin Xuan nodded, giving her a reassuring look:

"Don't worry, Auntie, leave it to me."

Just then, Master Zhou turned around and saw Lin Xuan.

His eyes lit up, and he stepped forward, bowing respectfully to Lin Xuan with perfectly standard movements.

"This must be President Lin! A true dragon among men! He looks every bit the part of a wealthy and powerful family!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Lin Xuan, then glanced at An Lan beside him.

Upon seeing this, he frowned and asked in confusion:

"This young lady is rather strange."

Lin Xuan was taken aback, and a slight thought crossed his mind.

This old man is actually quite skilled.

Can you tell that An Lan is acting strangely?

Or is it just a common trick in the underworld?

He stepped forward and smiled, "Master, what have you noticed?"

Master Zhou stroked his goatee, not rushing to speak, but looking at Xue Hong and asking with a smile:

"Benefactor Xue, when will the expert you spoke of arrive?"

Xue Hong pointed at Lin Xuan, "Hey, that's him."

Master Zhou was taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:

"You're not kidding? Mr. Lin... you can do all this? So young, yet so accomplished!"

Lin Xuan smiled, neither confirming nor denying:

"Master Zhou, please don't rush. Let's sit down and talk. I'm sorry, the whole floor is under renovation. If you don't mind, please make do here for a while?"

"It's alright."

A group of people sat down in the reception area of ​​the lobby.

Lin Xuan asked the receptionist to pour him some hot tea. The aroma was wonderful, and the tea soup was clear.

After drinking his tea for a while, Master Zhou continued, his tone tentative:

"Mr. Lin, you are very accomplished at such a young age! With such a large company, you must be someone extraordinary. May I ask who your mentor is? I know a few senior figures in the industry, and they might even be acquaintances."

Lin Xuan waved his hand, looking humble:

"These are just family heirlooms, nothing special, far inferior to those of a master! By the way, Master, I just noticed you shaking your head at that mural, is there some significance to it?"

Master Zhou, seeing Lin Xuan's polite manner, smiled and stroked his goatee, saying:

"I do have a few humble opinions, it's just that..."

"To be frank, I happen to know a little about Feng Shui. If I'm right, you'll definitely give me a red envelope, Master!"

Lin Xuan smiled and took a sip of his tea.

Master Zhou raised an eyebrow and nodded.

Getting it right!

Then he pointed to the mural on the wall and said:

"Then I'll just say a few words, please forgive me if I'm wrong, Mr. Lin. In my opinion, this mural here is a very bad omen!"