Aren't we friends? Why are you rushing at me?

Lin Shi didn't dwell on the issue of surveillance. Although it was a little uncomfortable, it was still acceptable.

He looked up at the bottom right corner of the computer screen; the time was ticking closer to nine o'clock.

Remembering the "closing ceremony" that Lin Tingquan mentioned last night, Lin Shi casually grabbed the remote control and turned on the wall-mounted internet TV.

Although the press conference had not officially started, the live broadcast studio was already set up, and the screen was filled with the anxious backs of reporters' heads.

This morning, they were suddenly informed of the unexpected death of the head of the Lin Group, and they were immediately agitated.

After all, the combination of "leader" and "accidental death" generally represents: internal strife within the group, family rivalry, revenge by an old friend, and so on.

Every single one of them is a trending topic.

Ye Cheng and Su Xin, who were originally slacking off, seemed to have smelled a juicy scoop and came over from either side.

Only his subordinates remained buried in piles of documents, like emotionless overtime machines.

At 9 o'clock sharp, Lin Tingquan and Mr. Lin Jianguo appeared on camera.

Reporters immediately unleashed their cameras and microphones, waiting for them to drop some bombshells.

After all, they had already received news about the story of the real and fake Lin family heiresses.

To their disappointment, the Lin family remained completely independent, and Lin Duzhan's shares were divided equally among the three sons of the Lin family.

Lin Tingquan, as the eldest son, will temporarily take over the company. Lin Jianguo will also return to assist.

Everyone's face showed barely suppressed disappointment.

Lin Shi looked at the black and white portrait of Lin Duzhan on the background wall and let out a long sigh.

The matter is now truly over, and everything has settled down.

Whatever troubles the Lin family group has been going on lately has nothing to do with me anymore; all I need to do is keep an eye on my own little savings.

Thinking of this, Lin Shi quickly turned to look at his subordinates.

"Hey, has that eight million bonus arrived yet?" His tone was as light as if he were asking if the takeout had arrived.

"It's already been deposited into the company account. If you need, I can transfer it to your personal account now."

The subordinate looked up at Lin Shi.

"No need, just leave it in the tent."

"Then you set aside another two million, one million of which goes to Ye Cheng and Su Xin."

"For the other million, go and count who the brothers who helped Shen Zhixiao last night are, and send them a red envelope."

After finishing speaking, Lin Shi paused, then quickly added:

"Oh, and remember to take one too, take a lot! Also, include yesterday's commission in your performance evaluation."

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then nodded emphatically, his eyes filled with unwavering loyalty. Compared to General Manager Shen, who constantly threatened to deduct his salary, Lin Shi clearly had nothing to say about him.

"I understand, Mr. Lin."

Less than two and a half minutes later, Ye Cheng's phone rang with the crisp sound of money being deposited into her account.

She happily checked her balance, and a subtle hint of "street smarts" appeared in her eyes as she looked at Lin Shi:

"Brother Lin, do you think we'd split the loot together?"

"puff--"

Lin Shi had just swallowed a mouthful of tea when he heard this, and he spat it all over the table, his eyes filled with horror:

"No, where did you hear that? This is perfectly legitimate labor compensation, okay!"

That's what everyone's saying online.

Ye Cheng continued speaking with a touch of naivety, even holding up her fingers to count:

"They say the four ironclad bonds in life are: fighting side by side, whoring together... mmm mmm mmm."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Xin rushed over as if she had teleported, and covered Ye Cheng's mouth tightly, her face flushed red with embarrassment, and even her small earlobes were almost bleeding.

"Zero grid, what kind of concept is this?"

Even with her mouth covered, Ye Cheng persisted in making muffled sounds of seeking knowledge.

Seeing this, Su Xin tightened her grip even more, making it difficult for Ye Cheng to breathe.

Lin Shi awkwardly wiped away his sweat and lowered his head to wipe his table.

"We'll talk about it later, we'll talk about it later."

Then he quietly looked up at Ye Cheng:

"Hey Su Xin, you need to loosen your grip a bit. Chengzi's... rolling her eyes."

Seeing this, Su Xin quickly released her grip.

The three looked at each other and laughed. After a bit of playful bickering, it was time for lunch.

Lin Shi got up and prepared to call Ye Cheng and the other two to go out for dinner.

His subordinates, however, looked at Lin Shi with unwavering loyalty in their eyes, remaining where they were.

"Mr. Lin, you can go ahead! I'll go and get the security cameras removed to prevent you from feeling upset!!!"

Seeing the determination in his subordinates' eyes, Lin Shi could only nod and leave with the two of them.

When I returned to the office, the person on the security camera was gone, along with their subordinates. The feeling of being watched finally vanished.

Lin Shi sat happily in his seat, just about to take out his phone to send a message asking about his subordinate's whereabouts, when an employee knocked on the door and came in:

"Mr. Lin, after the chief secretary finished unloading the surveillance equipment, he suddenly said he had something to do in the afternoon and needed to take half a day off, and then he left in a hurry."

"Fine, as long as I'm not kidnapped." Lin Shi tossed his phone aside and nestled into the boss's chair.

It doesn't matter whether I ask for leave or not, as long as there is no danger.

Since he's alright, then it's fine.

Lin Shi had just opened the game, preparing to take a short break.

The employee knocked on the door again, interrupting Lin Shi's actions.

"President Lin, President Liu is here."

Lin Shi sat up straight instantly. The God of Wealth had arrived; the chicken dinner could wait.

"Quickly, bring it in."

The employee nodded and walked out.

Then the sound of high heels clicking on the floor echoed down the corridor, with a strong sense of rhythm.

Liu Ruyan pushed open the door and entered. She was clearly "armed" today, her black fitted dress resembling a flowing veil of night, the slit in the hem displaying a silent allure.

If we were to use an animal as a metaphor, it would be the noble black swan, elegant yet with a touch of allure.

Secretary Jiang Wan followed behind, carrying a briefcase with professional professionalism.

"President Liu."

Lin Shi smiled and spoke, then stood up and pulled out the chair opposite his desk as a sign of hospitality.

Liu Ruyan gently pouted, her domineering aura instantly transforming into tenderness:

"Didn't I tell you? Just call me Ruyan."

"Like...like smoke."

Liu Ruyan then responded with satisfaction. She leaned back gracefully, her body curves displayed perfectly in front of Lin Shi.

Whether it was intentional or not, her body accidentally pressed down on Lin Shi's fingers as he was dragging the chair.

"So soft."

Two words instantly flashed through Lin Shi's mind.

But the timing wasn't right! Lin Shi didn't hesitate, pulled his finger out slightly, and sat back down in the main seat.

A triumphant smile flashed across Liu Ruyan's eyes as she glanced lightly at Jiang Wan.

Seeing this, Jiang Wan instantly understood and took out a document from her briefcase: "Boyfriend Contract".