My sisters drove me away, and now they are crying and begging for my forgiveness?

"Your health is important. Don't argue with people who don't understand you." Qin Tinghan comforted her warmly.

Outside the window, warm sunlight shone on Qin Tinghan's face, bringing out the liveliness of her eyes and a very pleasant smile.

Lin An suddenly had an idea and everything became clear.

Isn’t it just a competition on the same stage?

If Qin Tinghan could defeat Lin Yunshu, wouldn't it be perfect? ​​!

Ugh!

The idea is beautiful, but it is difficult to put it into practice.

Lin An sighed and went into his room.

He walked slowly and weakly. He knew the tempers of the Lin family members better than he knew himself.

Lin Yunshu is the worst among them.

I usually like to exaggerate things, but who knows what I did with the director this time.

I was secretly afraid that something might happen between them in bed, which would be a real family disgrace.

The entertainment industry is indeed a big melting pot, and it is not easy to keep oneself clean.

After entering the house, he opened a book. The tranquility of reading could not suppress the discomfort in his heart. He could not help but think of a statement that Yan Jinyu had mentioned.

In ancient history, many men would go to the battlefield, and when they came back they would be so frightened that they would become submissive and timid.

Then an emperor came up with an idea to make their deeds into a drama, and gradually the entertainment industry was born.

But the soldiers' character is that if they fall in love with a woman, they will pull out their guns and shoot her. They have brought the so-called law of the jungle into the entertainment industry.

This is how the entertainment industry has so many unspoken rules. Lin An is very convinced. Now it seems that even Yan Jinyu can't stand it.

Now that we have already started the show, all we can do now is stick to it!

"Dudu!"

As I was feeling emotional, a phone call came in. I took a look at the number and suddenly felt overwhelmed.

"Hey, regarding the exhibition and the specific online promotion, I need you to talk to Shishi about it."

It was still an impatient voice. Is Lin Yunshu so old-fashioned?

Is this really an unspoken rule?

Such a big set?

Lin An couldn't help but feel malicious, but when he heard that it was Lin Shishi's matter, he felt that this little girl had a good personality recently, so he said in a targeted manner: "I will take care of it."

"That's good enough!" Lin Yunshu was finally satisfied.

"The matter of the delicatessen is my fault. Transfer the ownership quickly." Until this matter is resolved, it will be like fat meat hanging high in the air, which can only be looked at but not eaten.

"It's just a phone call. I will handle it." When Lin Yunshu hung up the phone, he seemed to be still gasping for breath.

"Ugh!"

Lin An sighed and was about to lie down to rest, but he heard Lin Qingcheng calling.

These two Kings of Hell are really trying to squeeze out every last bit of value from people!

After hesitating for a moment, he answered the call.

"I say, why are you guys doing the delicatessen business yourself?"

Lin Qingcheng's words were brief and direct.

Lin An wanted to laugh.

He held back. It would be a waste of words to say anything more to these people: "For my family."

"Oh? You're not going to die?"

Lin Qingcheng's words stinks.

But obviously his recovery made the Lin family feel a sense of crisis.

Lin An was so happy that he didn't bother with her: "Maybe!"

"That's good. Then come back and attend Lin Zhou's birthday party after a while. You're invited now."

It turns out that Lin Qingcheng was waiting here. It was a banquet for a wealthy family, and the upper class had strict etiquette. It might also be a bit like the Hongmen Banquet.

In a trance, Lin Zhou has been tracing his ancestral roots for so long, and now it’s his birthday?

I'm afraid it's going to be quite a big event.

Lin An felt conflicted.

During those years as his adopted son, he worked diligently, conscientiously, and was always polite, but he never showed any special expression.

"In the midst of unfamiliarity, Qianmo looks back again!"

Under the sigh, the poetic sentiment like lyrics naturally comes out.

“Strange? Qianmo?” Lin Qingcheng on the other end of the phone was touched when she heard this. She swallowed her saliva and said, “Just offset it with Lin Shishi’s exhibition fee. Let’s sign the contract tomorrow!”

"it is good!"

Lin An was quite satisfied with Lin Qingcheng's straightforwardness.

Just as he was about to hang up, an idea struck him, and he immediately said, "Wait, given Lin Yunshu's situation, I'm afraid she has fallen into the unspoken rule. Look at who she has been interacting with these days."

"What? Why don't you watch?"

"Do you still need me to see her private life?"

"What, you're talking about private life? Oh..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Lin An felt a little happy.

The Lin family was a large and prestigious family, and they were very proud of themselves in their conduct and behavior. Unexpectedly, they would be polluted today.

Feeling happy, Lin An turned on his computer and started writing a proposal for the exhibition.

Is it necessary to show an example of an extramarital affair in an art exhibition?

For mutual admiration in a small circle, red envelopes are a must.

When you get to the Internet, first find the painter. The key is to have a good gimmick!

The human eye is a refresher!

Just like chaos, people who have their own interests are often the ones who remember things the most!

But if you look at paintings more often, you will develop an independent ability!

The finishing touch!

Let’s name this art exhibition “The Finishing Touch”!

Lin An prepared a plan overnight and suggested that Lin Shishi hide a little surprise in each painting.

"This is good!"

Lin An made the final decision!

the next day.

The professor's assistant at Tai'an University, like the Lin sisters, showed up at the door early in the morning. After a brief greeting with Qin Tinghan, he broke into Lin An's room and woke him up from his sleep. The reason: he had to give him a comprehensive physical examination.

"Judging from your complexion, it must have worked. We ran a test on your vomit!"

The assistant introduced himself, saying that his name was Zhang Ming and that he was also the chief physician of the municipal hospital. He had come here with the audacity of asking Lin An for his cooperation.

"Oh? You tested my vomit?" Lin An was awakened by this man's enthusiasm.

"That's right, with the wall-breaking technology, we found that the cancer cells have indeed subsided!"

"I've heard of wall-breaking technology. Do you mean it's related to nanotechnology?"

"Yes, it's very vivid."

Simple conversation is over.

Since the person had come to his door, Lin An really couldn't refuse. If the hospital's testing equipment said that the cancer cells in his body were disappearing, he would feel more at ease. In this way, this person could be considered to have come to tell him good news.

"Okay, I'll contact you later."

After agreeing to it, I found that after dealing with the Lin sisters, my energy was not as weak as I had imagined. Could it be that things are really getting better?

"No need to postpone it. I've brought all the necessary equipment. I can do it right now. By the way, celebrities all have agents. Don't you have one?"

Zhang Ming asked curiously and started examining Lin An on the spot.

"All indicators are normal, very good!"

He looked at Lin An again. He was in good health, and the most obvious thing was that his eyes no longer had the dark confusion and dullness that a cancer patient would have.

"Since you are from the medical school, can you tell me where I can find blood ginseng?"

Lin An knows his condition best. It can only be considered a stage of improvement at present, but to fully recover, he needs at least ten blood ginsengs.

"Ah? Blood ginseng? This is an ancient medicine that has already become extinct. If it is in a remote place, in the hands of those ancient Chinese medicine practitioners, there is still hope!"

Zhang Ming thought for a moment and said, but he was kind-hearted and added, "I can ask for you. After all, our Tai'an University also has a Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine!"