Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 901 is speechless

"Okay, Miss Lin, our interview today ends here. I hope you have a happy life!"

One of the reporters made a secret gesture in private, and this person was the one who forced Lin Ziliang to make her nod.

After seeing the gesture, the group of people wanted to put away their cameras and prepare to disperse.

"Slow down, don't be so anxious."

Fang Quan said softly, this method is too insidious. Now all Lin Ziliang's thoughts are on the old man of the Lin family. He was caught off guard by this group of insidious reporters who took advantage of the situation. He had no idea what he had said just now.

"What, do you have any questions?"

The leader was done at this time and was in the best mood. He was suddenly stopped by Fang Quan, and naturally felt very unhappy and asked harshly.

They are also considered conscientious journalists to collect money to eliminate disasters.

"Miss Lin's words, you all misunderstood. What she means is that she will never give up the inheritance right."

Fang Quan said softly, then glanced around and saw that the reporters either looked like malnourished and thin, or they were severely obese and had no normal appearance.

"Haha, why? She nodded and admitted it in person just now. Now she wants to regret it? Moreover, what are you? Miss Lin didn't say anything. Why do you say? We have videos as evidence and want to deny it?!"

The reporter led by the leader said arrogantly.

He had eyes with thick soles, and his eyes were full of vulgarity.

"Now let her talk again, and you can see if you give up."

Fang Quan pointed to Lin Ziliang, who only reacted at this time, looked at Fang Quan with gratitude, and then said: "I will never give up on the issue of the inheritance rights of the Lin family."

Lin Ziliang spoke very firmly and could not be doubted.

"Haha, it's too late now. We will broadcast this video tomorrow for major TV stations."

The man with glasses smiled and said that as long as this video is broadcast, Lin Ziliang's abandonment of inheritance will be confirmed, and it will be too late for him to regret it.

"Now nothing you say is useless, the evidence is in our hands, hehe."

A fat, round-faced man echoed, and he raised the camera in his hand high, as if threatening.

"Is that so? That's the evidence you have?"

Fang Quan said coldly.

"This is evidence, everything must be done as we say."

Fang Quan snorted coldly and then took action directly.

His figure flashed and he came to the man with a round face. Before the latter could react, he directly grabbed the camera in his hand.

There was a 'bang' sound.

The camera was directly hit by Fang Quan and split into several petals.

"What are you doing?! Do you know how much this camera is worth?!"

The round-faced man saw Fang Quan and started to do something directly, smashed his camera, and said sternly.

You should know that each camera costs more than 100,000 yuan, and they are all equipped with TV stations. If it is damaged, you need to pay compensation by yourself. How could a otakus who earned a dead salary take out more than 100,000 yuan at once?

Fang Quan ignored him and instead shuttled through the crowd.

While speaking, expensive cameras, recorders, and the mobile phones in these reporters were smashed to the ground by Fang Quan, and none of them were left behind.

These things are broken so much that they can no longer be broken. The original storage inside has been severely damaged, so it is almost impossible to repair them.

After smashing more than a dozen cameras in one breath, Fang Quan stood in front of the reporters with expressionless face.

"Can you listen to her again now?"

Fang Quan grinned and didn't care.

"You...you..."

The man in glasses saw the fragments of the machine on the ground, and his face was pale and could not speak. He knew that more than a dozen cameras were all the assets of their entire TV station, and now they were destroyed here. Moreover, the task was not completed, so the money the Lin family promised to give them was lost.

That really cost the wife and the soldiers...

"What, do you want me to tear it off with you?"

Fang Quan said softly. After hearing this, the latter had hair all over his body, and intuition told the man in glasses that this person was not talking about it, and maybe he could really be dismantled into parts.

The man with glasses suddenly felt creepy and speechless in his heart for some reason.

A group of people left with a gloomy face.

After the group of people left, Lin Ziliang burst into tears. You should know that since childhood, the old man of the Lin family has felt most dear to her. Although she is a granddaughter who is conveying the incense and passion, the Lin family has a strong traditional thought, and a granddaughter cannot get any resources at all, the old man of the Sun family has always regarded Lin Ziliang as his favorite descendant.

It is not because of anything else, but because Lin Ziliang is the one among the grandsons who is most willing to spend time with the old man, and is also the one who is least willing to gain benefits from the old man. How much true feelings and desires are mixed in the worldly ways of the old man who has been immersed in the shopping mall for countless years can be seen at a glance.

Among the four descendants of the Lin family, Lin Ziliang has the most sincere feelings for the old man, and this sincere feelings are particularly rare in a big family like the Lin family.

"Why are you crying? The old man is not dead yet! He is crying here!"

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie came out of the ward. He looked about forty, but because of his good maintenance, he looked like he was in his thirties and had a very good figure. The majesty of a mature man arose naturally, which was obviously the aura of a superior brought by immersed in the officialdom all year round.

After facing the man, Lin Ziliang was shocked and couldn't help but feel a little cowardly, but due to his seniority, he still stuttered in a low voice.

"Uncle San..."

The man snorted coldly, looked down at Lin Ziliang, and looked at Fang Quan and others.

"I've been out for so long and don't want to come home. There are so many things at home, and it's impossible for both of us to handle. Although your parents are gone, you are also a member of our Lin family."

The man said blamingly, but no matter how he looked at Lin Ziliang, he looked a little disgusted.

"Uncle San, the group of people just said that I asked me to give up the right of inheritance!"

Lin Ziliang said aggrievedly.

"When is the old man not dead yet? You are just thinking about dividing property. I said that you are not in contact for so many days, and when you show up, you will be in inheritance. Are you crazy about money?!"

The man scolded him sternly, looking extremely angry.

"I didn't mean that, I... just think..."

"What doesn't mean that, I think you just came back just by thinking about coming back and sharing it!"

The middle-aged man said sternly, then turned around and wanted to return to the ward.

Lin Ziliang wanted to rush into the ward, but was blocked directly by the young man.

"Our Lin family does not have unworthy descendants like you!"

He said coldly, directly keeping Lin Ziliang out.

Only Lin Ziliang was left standing outside the ward, alone, with tears on his face.

Half an hour later, a large group of reporters appeared again outside the ward. However, these reporters were much more professional than the group just now. They were divided into two groups outside the hospital. One group headed towards the rescue room, and the other group came to the ward of the old man of the Lin family.

Soon, Lin Ziliang's third uncle came out.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next