Dr. Lin, you hurt me.

Chapter 39: Is your family in need of an aunt?

Fortunately, there was that pot of chicken soup, Su Boding was not destined to go to bed early.

Originally, he didn't need to personally keep an eye on Zhang Lingbei's small matter of being on the hot search, but now his boss was also involved and was even accused of being Lao Gandie.

Although netizens seem to have a good opinion of this godfather.

[Although the man in the wheelchair is wearing a hospital gown and his facial features cannot be clearly seen, his temperament makes him look handsome.]

[Where is the morality of such a godfather? Where is the bottom line? Where is the address? ]

[Upstairs, this wheelchair is located in the orthopedic department. ]

【What if it's just a friend or a brother? 】

[Yes, yes, yes, whether you are older or younger, or you are an orthopedic surgeon, I am fine with it. ]

"Boss, Zhang Lingbei is on the hot search again." Su Boding thought about it and decided to send a message to his boss.

Zhang Yan was originally reading the project department's project book for the land in the east of the city. When he saw this message, he felt that it was definitely not a good thing.

The email to the project director only had two words in reply: [Redo].

He called Su Boding directly. He wanted to hear what trouble Zhang Lingbei, the unlucky guy, had gotten into again. At noon, he received news that everything was going according to plan. Everyone's impression of Zhang Lingbei had improved. Even the incident of being photographed with Aunt Liu had a reasonable explanation.

I felt a little annoyed, so I picked up the cup next to me and took a sip. Hmm? Why is it hot milk?

"Tell me, what trouble has he caused me again?"

"Boss, you know about this?" Su Boding felt that this was not right. His boss never cared about the entertainment industry. Even his Weibo post contained official pictures of the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the shopping mall a year ago.

Zhang Yan shouldn’t have a small account, right?

"What do I know? If he was on the hot search because of something good, the PR department would write a summary report for me every month. There's no need for you to tell me so late at night."

"Boss, this is what happened. Someone posted a photo of you and Zhang Lingbei on Weibo."

"What group photo?" Zhang Yan thought that everyone knew that Zhang Lingbei was the young master of the brand. Sooner or later, they would know that Zhang was behind him. It didn't matter if it was exposed earlier or later. He just needed to ask his agent to keep a close eye on him.

"Boss, I'll send you the screenshot and link of the Weibo post. Please see if you want to let the public relations department handle it." Subodh thought of an appropriate wording.

Zhang Yan clicked on the picture. It was a nice picture. It was the picture taken that day when he went to the pediatric department to see Zhang Lingbei. The light and shadow were very good.

I thought it was because Xuanxuan called me dad, that would be troublesome.

Only then did Zhang Yan see the copy. What? Godfather? Was the whistleblower blind?

Zhang Yan logged directly into his Weibo account. He hadn't logged in for a long time and he had forgotten his password. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

Another call was made to Su Boding, "Go ask the PR department what is my Weibo account password?"

"Boss, are you going to post on Weibo yourself?"

"nonsense!"

Su Boding quickly opened the memo on his phone. Zhang Yan's account had always been used by Zhang Yan himself, and the PR department had no permission to use it. Su Boding had recorded Zhang Yan's account and passwords on various platforms in a small notebook just in case.

Also notify the director of the public relations department, [Mr. Zhang is going to post on Weibo, your public relations department should do the relevant coordination work. The content is not known yet.]

Three minutes later, Zhang Yan got his Weibo account password.

One minute later, a Weibo post was pushed to the top of the trending searches.

[Godfather? Am I that old? ]

It was just a plain post, and nobody paid attention to it at that time. Who would care about such a post without a beginning or an end? The number of followers was 200, and apart from the zombie fans, it was probably the various accounts of the group.

The incident passed quietly. Zhang Yan thought that his Weibo post would definitely become a hot topic. What was wrong with the PR department?

"Ask the public relations department what's going on?" Su Boding felt that he needed to take some quick-acting heart-saving pills late at night. The boss usually didn't show his emotions, so why was he so excited at this moment?

Oh...I care about being called old by others.

Subodin decided that he would never be a mouthpiece again. If something like this happened again, he would let the president of the public relations department report it directly.

"Boss, the PR department said they want to use everyone's gossip about the celebrity's private life to ferment this public opinion to a certain extent before clarifying it. This will help win sympathy and will be more conducive to the publicity of the foundation later."

"Tomorrow, if you still can't fix it, you won't get your bonus this month!"

Zhang Yan was still angry after hanging up the phone. He took a sip of the milk, but it was cold and not tasty anymore, so it was just the right amount to help him calm down.

When Lin Feng was making his evening rounds, he knocked on the door and saw a circle of milk foam on Zhang Yan's mouth, which showed that he had just finished drinking milk and had not wiped it off.

"Why are you drinking milk now? It's cold and it hurts your stomach."

Zhang Yan looked at the cup, then at Lin Feng, and suddenly he seemed to understand that this hot milk might be prepared by Lin Feng for him. Now he knows how to care about others, so who was he acting in such an evasive manner before?

Zhang Yan lay back on the hospital bed and had no intention of answering Lin Feng. He turned his head and looked at the darkness outside the window. There were no stars and it might rain tomorrow.

When Lin Feng saw this situation, he thought that the young master was probably angry again.

"What? Are you angry?"

Zhang Yan still ignored him.

"Who made you angry?"

Still didn't speak.

Zhang Yan felt that Lin Feng must have come to laugh at him. As a CEO, he couldn't get any public support from the public relations department.

"It's because of Zhang Lingbei's incident. We all know it's not true. The rumor will be broken in a few days. There is nothing to worry about in the world. It's just that mediocre people worry about it."

"I didn't expect Dr. Lin to be so elegant."

I didn't expect that Lin Feng, who had such a cold face, would come to comfort me. "Thank you."

Lin Feng felt relieved when he saw that Zhang Yan was just angry with himself and there was no major emotional fluctuation.

"Good night. Don't eat cold food in the future. Your stomach is not in good condition."

At ten o'clock the next morning, Shengtian Entertainment released a video. The video was pitch black, with no pictures, only sound.

"Brother, do you have a mother too?" a childish voice sounded.

"I don't have a mother." It was Zhang Lingbei's voice, and one could tell that he seemed a little depressed.

"Do you miss your mother?" A gentle male voice sounded.

The screen suddenly brightened, and a young man was gently patting Zhang Lingbei who was sobbing softly.

The scene then changes to Zhang Lingbei taking the children on a carousel.

So handsome, even more handsome than Zhang Lingbei. When did such a person appear in the entertainment industry?

The copywriting is just one word [light. ]

Netizens speculated on the man's identity. [My private detective, I want to know all the information about this man within five minutes.]

Zhang Lingbei forwarded [I have light, and they will have light too. ]

Huh? What is that?

Is this some new propaganda method?

While many netizens were speculating, Zhang Lingbei followed Zhang Yan first and then commented, "Uncle, you must be young, promising, handsome, suave, and elegant."

What is this?

What? What! What!!!

Why does Zhang Lingbei start looking for relatives everywhere as soon as he becomes a black trending topic?

Looking more closely, something doesn't seem right.

What? His Weibo account is [President of Tiangong Group].

Looking further back, although the previous Weibo posts were all photos of business activities, Zhang Yan was just wearing a three-piece suit, and the image of a rich young man and a domineering president was embodied from then on.

[Wait, isn’t this the handsome guy in the wheelchair?! ! !]

[Hahaha, Zhang Lingbei is going to get scolded when he gets home. I just started paying attention to his uncle.]

[Isn't it because he couldn't make it in the entertainment industry that he had to go home and inherit the family fortune? ]

[Zhang Lingbei, is your family in need of an aunt? ]

[Mom, I hit a real bone! ! ! ]

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