"So what about my nephew?" Lin Kun's saliva was almost sprayed on Lao Tian's face, "Do you know how many brothers Li Shimin killed?"

"..." Lao Tian just sighed.

"Where is your eldest disciple now?"

"How could I know," Lao Tian said in annoyance, "his phone has been turned off long ago. If this happens, he must have been hiding, so how dare he come out."

"Find him out! Get rid of him!" Lin Kun pointed his finger at the ground nervously, his eyes swept across the faces of several people, and finally stopped on Liu Jianming's face, "Ali, this task is left to you."

"Ah..." Liu Jianming was stunned. He really didn't expect Lin Kun to hand over such a task to him. It seemed that Lin Kun had already doubted him a little.

"What? Do you have any objections?"

"No," Liu Jianming replied as usual. Lao Tian's eldest disciple is not a good person. He can also give him experience, so why not do it?

"That's it," Lin Kun patted Liu Jianming on the shoulder, "I'll wait for good news."

...

Liu Jianming was once the leader of the top three police officers, so finding someone is simply a trivial matter.

After neatly making his master's free and carefree apprentice in the hair salon in Pengwu District, Liu Jianming took a photo and went back to report to Lin Kun.

...

Lin’s home e-commerce store, inner room.

"Not bad!" Lin Kun was very satisfied, "Ali, do you know? With so many subordinates, you are the one I am most optimistic about. The things you did have never disappointed me."

"Brother Kun, don't say that. You take care of me like this. I'll do something for you." Liu Jianming poured Lin Kun a glass of water.

Lin Kun took it and took a sip, waved to Liu Jianming.

The two of them got together head-to-head.

Lin Kun said, "After the 'kitchen' was picked up by a note, the news has become tighter recently. The goods business cannot be done for the time being, so it has to be calmed down for a while. You get up earlier tomorrow morning, and I will take you to see another 'business'."

"What business?"

"Counterfeit money!"

...

The next day, Liu Jianming got up early and went with Lin Kun and Shaqiang in a car, squeezing through the endless crowd. The group of cars stopped at the door of a building.

The security guard from the building nodded and came out to help drive the car to the parking space at the door.

Shaqiang looked up at the top of the towering building. The rising sun reflected on the blue glass window so that his eyes could not be opened.

Shaqiang said with a longing look on his face, "Brother Kun, whose company is this? Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's so grand! We'll have to be able to do such a big business at that time. Then my brothers and I sit in the office and they will all be bosses, hey! Hey hey!"

He pointed and gestured to the air, "You! You! You! Pour me a cup of tea, and prepare the documents for me! And you, bring me a cigar."

Lin Kun glared at him, "Look at you, you are stupid, and you don't learn anything from Aliduo. You know how to write the word "low-key"? The higher the person, the less you live, the longer you don't live long. So what if you are a boss? How noble is it to be a small boss than me who starts a home e-commerce company? It's so vulgar."

Liu Jianming agreed with this because he knew that Lin Kun had been in this industry for more than 20 years, and his private property that was invisible could not be imagined. Although the financial resources may not necessarily be a strong group, it is easy to build a building and start a company.

It is his principle to be low-key.

"Let's go, don't stand stupidly, let's go in." Lin Kun led the two of them to the automatic door at the entrance of the building, and said as he walked, "Although the customs are vulgar, there are also places worth learning from. Go in and have a good look at them. Especially Ali..."

Lin Kun turned around and said to Liu Jianming, "You must study hard. The future belongs to you. My body cannot be sure when I will completely retire. I believe that with your ability, your future achievements will definitely be more than that. These little fights are nothing."

Liu Jianming nodded, and said nothing, no one knew what he was thinking.

...

After entering the hall, a receptionist immediately greeted him in a very well-dressed receptionist.

"Is it Boss Lin Kunlin?"

"Yes!" Lin Kun nodded and said with a smile, "I made an appointment with your general manager, Mr. Song Zihao, may I ask..."

"Oh, please wait, three, please wait," the front desk lady politely invited the three people to the sofa next to her. "Please sit for a while. Our Mr. Song has delayed some things temporarily, and it may be a little later. Mr. Song instructed to entertain several people. What should I drink for three?"

The three of them sat on the sofa.

"Give me a cup of white water." Lin Kun said lightly, his tone and expression could not tell the joy, anger, sorrow and happiness.

"Coffee," Liu Jianming thought for a while and added, "original."

"What's the best coffee? Give me a glass of red wine." Shaqiang said crossing his legs, looking around.

"Okay, wait."

When the receptionist had walked away, Shaqiang grinned and said, "Is this his big strip? Why are you pretending to be a fool? Let me wait here. I'll spit on the floor tiles that were as smooth as new as he could see his real leather shoes.

"What kind of nerves do you have?! Just can you?" Lin Kun glared at Sha Qiang, "I don't have a seated image, I'll learn from Americulture."

"I...but, Brother Kun, they clearly..."

"Ali, help me get him!"

"Oh, don't, Brother Kun spares you, Brother Li..."

...

Time went back half an hour ago.

Inside a moving Mercedes-Benz sedan.

"Hey, what's wrong with A Rou?" Song Zihao answered the call from home by his younger brother Song Zijie's girlfriend Zhong Rou.

"Brother, come back soon, uncle suddenly fainted..."

"Ah?! I'm back now, have I called an ambulance?"

"Called..."

"Okay! Then you are waiting for me at home, and I will go back now."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zihao said to a young driver who was driving, "Acheng, turn around and go home first."

"Yes, Brother Hao."

The man with sunglasses sitting next to Song Zihao bit a match, holding an English newspaper upside down, pretending to look at it, "Didn't he see Boss Lin from the company? Why did he turn around again?"

Song Zihao said, "Oh, Arou called and said that his father fainted again at home. He probably had an old problem again. I'll call the company's front desk later, so I can only ask them to wait for a while."

...

In the hospital ward.

"Dad, are you awake?" Song Zihao went up to hold his father's back and put a pillow there. "Does he feel better?"

Bo Song nodded, stretched out his hand to hold his son's hand, patted him, and said earnestly, "Ahao, stop. I have been hiding it from your younger brother Ajie. Ajie has been graduating from the police academy for two years. He is smart and capable, and has been deeply loved by the chief of the police station. He has been promoted to the leader of the serious crime team.

He doesn't know what you do. I'm really afraid that one day you two brothers...ah..."
Chapter completed!