The vest of the almighty boss can't hide it

Chapter 45 Angry is a talent

Lin Zhiqing and his wife exchanged glances, thinking that this girl would definitely make a fuss soon, and the boss would be ugly by then.

In middle age, the family is at odds, and I don't know what the conservative shareholders of the company will think.

Although the two brothers are harmonious on the surface, the Lin family's property must always belong to someone.

Lin Yan reached into his bag and took out a green pear, finally, under the expectant eyes of others, he took out a green pear and handed it to Lin Zhiyuan, "Grandma asked you to bring it for you. You can eat it if you like. She still has many pears at home. .”

Everyone was stunned.

Lin Zhiyuan raised his head and stared at his daughter in confusion, and then took Qingli under her daughter's oppressive eyes.

Lin Yan nodded. It's okay. Although he is estranged from his father, judging from his current performance, he is not a jerk. As long as he treats his mother well in the future, he can ignore it.

Mrs. Lin suddenly said, "You went to your grandma's house, didn't your mother tell you anything?"

"She said she was staying at her grandmother's house for a while to relax, and when she wanted to come back, she asked my dad to pick her up."

Her tone was casual, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

Mrs. Lin felt provoked by the other party, and immediately slapped the table angrily, "Go pick her up? How could she have the face to say that? Do you know what mistake she made?"

Lin Yan just finished gnawing on the pear, sat down on the sofa, raised his hand and threw it, and the pear plop fell into the trash can.

Mrs. Lin's lips trembled with anger.

Totally a little rascal.

Lin You on the side frowned, "Sister, grandma talked to you, why do you have such an attitude."

Lin Yan glanced at Lin You disdainfully, and said lazily, "Did my mother kill someone or set it on fire? Someone, tell me!"

"Your mother ruined a priceless painting. It was my birthday present to your great aunt and father-in-law. It's because of her that I'm completely ashamed now."

"Oh." Lin Yan said lightly. "Then send another pair, what's the big deal."

Mrs. Lin looked at her and smiled angrily.

This stinky girl knows how to make people angry.

She pointed at Lin Yan tremblingly.

Lin You hurriedly comforted her, and then said to Lin Yan: "Sister, you may not know that that painting is the work of Qiao Ran, a master of traditional Chinese painting. Last year, the auction price of his paintings was as high as 3000 million. Grandma's painting was entrusted to her." I bought it only because of favors.”

"Oh, let him draw another one." Lin Yan said casually again.

Mrs. Lin felt like smoke was coming from her seven orifices.

If being angry is a kind of talent, Lin Yan is probably a peerless genius!
Lin Zhiyuan also felt that his daughter's words seemed too ignorant, so he whispered reproachfully, "Yanyan..."

Lin Zhiqing chuckled and said, "Yanyan grew up in the countryside, so it's understandable to be naive."

Dong Lixin also answered: "That's right, maybe Yanyan has no idea about the masters of traditional Chinese painting, thinking that they are similar to street painters."

With a faint smile on her face, she glanced at Lin Yan contemptuously when she said the last few words.

Lin Yan could hear the meaning behind what they said, and also knew what ghosts each of them were hiding.

With a cold snort, he stood up and said, "It's just a painting. The famous Lin family in Haicheng is nothing more than that."

The whole room was stunned.

The old lady Lin suddenly stood up, "What do you mean? You are not from the Lin family, are you?"

Lin Yan stood up from the sofa, put his hands in his pockets, and walked up slowly.

The old lady's shrill voice sounded from behind, and without turning her head, she said to Lin Zhiyuan, "Don't forget to bring my mother back in a few days."

(End of this chapter)