"Dad, let's put Han Yu's matters aside for now. What I'm worried about is that bitch Lin Qingya, she's going to make a move against us!"
Lín Zǐfeng spoke with a face like still water, "Just now, at the entrance of Shangyan Restaurant, did you hear what she said? She wants to check my attendance and all the expenses over the years!"
"She's starting with me first! Taking me down before dealing with you, Father!"
Hearing his son's words, Lin Changshan nodded in deep agreement.
Lin Qingya had always been overseeing the internal rectification storm within the corporation. She had already dealt with many of his people recently.
Today, at the entrance of Shangyan Restaurant, Lin Qingya had made her intentions clear—it was her son she was aiming for, and next, it would be Lin Changshan himself.