This is a parking lot, and there aren't many people here at this time.
Li Zeyu looked at the displeased individuals in front of him and realized something was wrong.
"You... you... what do you want? I'm telling you, if you let me go... I'll find a way to help you deal with the video. I'm from the Song family..."
Seeing the approaching group, Li Zeyu began to panic.
"What are you guys standing around for? I hired you to work, not to eat!"
He roared at the bodyguards behind him, then turned to run.
But Yang Tianming, from behind, lunged forward and grabbed him, lifting him by his collar.
Lin Yan did not watch the bloody scene. The phone in his hand had already been connected.
"What is it?"
Lin Guoxiong's voice came through, sounding a little confused.
"I've sent you a big gift."
"What big gift?"
Lin Yan opened a social media platform, searched for Li Zeyu's agent's account, and forwarded the latest video to Lin Guoxiong.
Lin Guoxiong, not understanding, looked at the video on WeChat and curiously clicked it open.
"What kind of big gift is this? Did you get into trouble again? Call public relations manager Xiao Zhang for me."
The last sentence was clearly directed at his secretary.
Before he finished speaking, he received another video from Li Wei on WeChat, and Lin Yan's voice came through again.
"Watch this one too. Does it count as a big gift?"
Hearing this, Lin Guoxiong curiously opened the second video.
"Good heavens, you brat, you're amazing! You've done a great service."
Halfway through the video, Lin Guoxiong's voice suddenly jumped up an octave, his previously calm tone becoming slightly excited.
"Alright, then I'll hang up now. If necessary, you can leak my identity in the video. That would probably have a better effect!"
Seeing that Lin Guoxiong understood, Lin Yan didn't say anything more. Lin Guoxiong would understand on his own. The call ended.
Lin Guoxiong now looked at his son with newfound respect. Lin Yan's brief explanation made him understand the intention.
"Kid, I'm telling you, I'm from the Song family."
The voice from the video on the tablet computer blared out.
Lin Guoxiong summoned the director of public relations and the director of marketing and ordered them to heavily promote the video posted by Li Zeyu's agent.
Although the two directors were a bit confused about the reason for doing so, since President Lin had given the order, they had to carry it out.
Lin Guoxiong would not be so kind as to help others fan the flames.
He was merely following Lin Yan's plan. Lin Yan's plan was to first heavily promote the incident of Li Zeyu being stopped at the airport, and then reveal that the person who stopped Li Zeyu was Lin Yan. This would cause a confrontation between the fans of both sides.
With Lin Yan's fan base and influence, the matter would instantly blow up. At this point, releasing the subsequent reversal plot from Lin Yan would cause Lin Yan's fans to completely overwhelm Li Zeyu.
Especially that sentence, "I'm from the Song family."
Lin Guoxiong was practically beaming. This sentence undoubtedly added icing to the cake.
They could definitely make a big deal out of this sentence.
Simply using Li Zeyu's identity would have a limited effect, but with this sentence, the impact of the matter would multiply.
A Song family celebrity framing Asia's number one genius racer. Not to mention anything else, Lin Yan's fans' boycott alone would be enough to keep the Song family busy. Moreover, it would attract a large number of casual onlookers.
This was a fierce battle for traffic, and Lin Guoxiong was determined to seize it.
Seizing this opportunity, perhaps he could even strike a heavy blow against the Song family.
Thinking of this, Lin Guoxiong's mood improved significantly. It was clear that he was still holding a grudge from the previous incident regarding the spokesperson.
Li Zeyu was in a much worse state. The other two restrained his bodyguards, and Yang Tianming directly dragged him by his collar into a blind spot of the parking lot's surveillance.
After a series of慘嚎s, Yang Tianming emerged from the corner.
In ten minutes, Li Zeyu had been beaten unconscious. He was definitely not dead, but he would likely be hospitalized for half a year.
Lin Yan mounted the Guobing 650. The other party had even thoughtfully left two helmets. Lin Yan was very satisfied and put one on Su Mojin.
He never expected that the first time he would give Su Mojin a ride would be on a Guobing 650.
Wearing a white helmet, Lin Yan pulled down the black visor. He had to admit, it looked quite cool.
This was Su Mojin's first time riding on Lin Yan's back. She was a little nervous, her small hands gripping Lin Yan's collar.
As soon as her hands landed, Lin Yan grabbed her hands and wrapped them around his waist.
"Hold on tight."
"Okay."
Su Mojin responded softly, her body pressing against Lin Yan's back. A faint smile touched her lips. Holding him like this felt quite secure.
Driving the Guobing 650 on the road, feeling the sensation from behind.
Lin Yan couldn't help but sigh, surprised that the little girl was quite well-endowed.
The breeze brushed against his face. In his life, apart from riding on his father's back as a child, this was Su Mojin's first time sitting on the back of a man's motorcycle.
Although the midday sun was fierce, the breeze felt refreshingly cool against their skin.
Lin Yan didn't ride fast in the city.
The car ambled slowly to the school entrance. It was already past noon, around twelve o'clock. It was too late to go to Jialin, so the two of them had to go to that small noodle shop.
They ordered two bowls of beef noodles and started eating. kanδん
Only after Lin Yan had completely left did a group of bodyguards dare to lift Li Zeyu from the corner and call an ambulance.
His hands and feet had been completely broken, and his face, in particular, could be described as unrecognizable.
With current medical technology, it was possible to reattach them, but he would likely have to stay in the hospital for about half a year.
Beaten to such a惨状, they didn't dare to make a fuss. The ambulance secretly slipped out from the back door of the parking lot.
......
Su Mojin transferred the few slices of beef from her bowl to Lin Yan's.
She had originally wanted to save them for Lin Yan, but unexpectedly, Lin Yan immediately said,
"Boss, give us two hundred yuan worth of beef!"
ps; Because someone named "Gou Zhu Zhan Shen Wo" sent a great god certification, the author woke up at five in the morning to write.
No matter what, the big shot is amazing! The big shot is mighty!
The Yellow River flows endlessly, and my love for the big shot is like a tractor climbing a mountain, roaring with passion!