Oh my god! Why is the boss such a clingy person?

Outside a private hospital in Southeast Asia.

Several tall men fully armed with guns got out of the SUV and walked towards the hospital. Wan Lin, wearing a pair of military boots, walked at the back unsteadily.

"Mr. Wan."

Before they even entered the hospital gate, a middle-aged man with a typical Southeast Asian appearance, wearing a suit and glasses, came out to greet them, speaking Chinese with a heavy accent.

"Dean Park, long time no see." Wan Lin nodded to him gently.

Wan Lin followed the dean to his magnificent office, and after sitting down, he signaled to others to leave.

"How is the hospital running?" Wan Lin sat in the director's chair, touching the ivory-carved ornaments on the desk.

"Everything went well. Mr. Wan's supply is high-quality and sufficient, and has saved many unfortunate families. You are like a savior to them." The dean said flatteringly, then took out a cigar and handed it to Wan Lin.

"I'm not lucky enough to enjoy your stuff." Wan Lin didn't take it. Seeing the director's embarrassed expression, he continued, "If you have any requests, just ask. We always value technical personnel."

"How can there be any problem? Cooperation is a win-win situation."

The dean never sat down. As he spoke, he walked to the password box, opened it, and took out two boxes.

"Boss Wan, here are some rare things for you to take to relieve your boredom."

Wan Lin took the box but did not open it, and put it aside.

"You are also a smart person. You must know why I am here." Wan Lin leaned back in his chair and put his feet on the table. "Don't do anything tricky. I am watching you."

When Wan Lin came out of the dean's office and walked to the first floor, he happened to meet two medical staff in white coats pushing a stretcher towards the basement.

There was a person lying on a stretcher, covered with a white sheet, and his abdomen was stained with blood. The red color was particularly eye-catching against the white sheet. Blood was still oozing out from under the sheet, dripping along the edge of the stretcher onto the floor, leaving a trail of blood.

"Poor man." The dean clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

Wan Lin didn't stay for long, as he saw what was happening. His values ​​were always distorted, and he thought that most people in the world were worthless like ants, so he might as well maximize his own value.

After leaving the hospital, Wan Lin walked around the park again and looked through the daily flow provided by the person in charge.

"Mr. Wan, the new district is now in its heyday and occupies half of the entire park." The person in charge thought that Wan Lin would be happy to see this number, but he did not expect that his expression remained calm.

"Yeah." Wan Lin nodded slightly, and then said to the person in charge, "Why is there no increase in sales in other districts?"

The person in charge tried to explain to Wan Lin, but Wan Lin didn't want to listen and strode straight towards the work area.

After passing through layers of checkpoints, Wan Lin casually walked into a heavily guarded room.

There were rows of computers in the stuffy room, and many men were typing codes and texts on their computers, some with wounds on their faces. When they saw Wan Lin coming in, they stopped their work and looked up at this big shot who came from nowhere.

"Who had the worst performance last month?" Wan Lin asked straight to the point.

Dian, who was following Wan Lin, tapped the tablet quickly and called out a person's name.

I saw a man standing up trembling, his face full of fear and anxiety.

Wan Lin pulled out a pistol from his waist, and without saying a word, he pulled the trigger with a cold look in his eyes, without the slightest hesitation.

The sound of gunfire pierced the dead silence, shaking everyone present. Blood gushed out like an uncontrolled flood, splashing all over the room.

The man fell to the ground instantly, his body twitching continuously, blood gushing out from his wounds, staining his clothes and the floor beneath him red.

The people in the room were completely frightened. They stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes, unable to believe that this was real.

The person sitting closest to the fallen person was a man with a young face. His mouth was wide open and the blood that was sprayed all over his face was dripping down his chin and merging with the blood on the floor.

"The last one is eliminated."

Wan Lin said this and turned and left.

After the mess in Mincheng was almost dealt with, Wan Lin was sent abroad by Jiang Yuexing. Jiang Yuexing was in charge of the Jiang family's open business, but these shady deals were handed over to Wan Lin.

Wan Lin has been in Southeast Asia for many years and can speak a few words of the local dialect, but in order to please Chinese bosses like Wan Lin who have strong capital, the locals usually communicate in Chinese.

But Wan Lin has a close relationship with the Jiang family after all, and he doesn't often show up in public, so the commotion this time can be said to be very big.

The big boss behind the scenes personally took the stage to shoot, and the deterrent effect would not just last for one or two days.

"Mr. Wan, why don't you go to the south? A batch of unopened goods has arrived recently." Seeing that Wan Lin was still depressed, the person in charge said to him with an ambiguous expression.

"It's even more annoying. I'm crying and making a fuss."

Wan Lin twirled the gun in his hand and fired several shots at several birds flying in the sky. The gunshots startled the birds and they flew everywhere, and one of them fell straight down from the sky.

Wan Lin threw the gun to the person in charge behind him and spoke to him in an annoyed tone.

"Any new equipment? Go check it out at the range."

The person in charge took the gun, gave a few instructions to his men, then quickly took a few steps to catch up.