After a period of conditioning, his body bones have almost recovered.
But every time he thought of Zhou Peirong, his chest still felt a dull pain.
And this is also the main reason why he has been targeting Zhou Peirong.
From the moment Zhou Peirong was so angry that he vomited blood, Zhou Peirong became Lin Wentai's heartache.
Only by completely removing this heart disease can Lin Wentai fully return to his previous state.
"Lin Yuan, how did things go?"
"When will I hear good news from you?"
Lin Wentai looked serious and asked Lin Yuan, who had just returned, in a deep voice.
"Uncle, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!"
Lin Yuan frowned slightly and immediately replied in a deep voice: "That Zhou Peirong is not easy! It will take more time to bring him down!"
"Then how long do you think my old man can wait?"
Lin Wentai glared and immediately became furious on the spot.
"As soon as I asked about this, you told me that it would take time."
"Think about it for yourself, how many times has this happened?"
"Tell me, can I still be able to point my finger at you?"
"If you are capable, then you can take care of Zhou Peirong yourself. Why do you still have to order me around?"
Lin Yuan was dissatisfied with her boss, but she didn't dare to show it.
Although Lin Wentai's character is not very good, the connections he has accumulated are real.
Lin Yuan didn't want to break up with him before she completely controlled his connections.
"Uncle, please be patient!"
Lin Yuan patiently comforted Lin Wentai in a low voice: "With your prestige and my operation, it will not be difficult to deal with Zhou Peirong.
Just stay at home and take good care of yourself! I promise you, I will definitely get this thing done as quickly as possible!"
After much persuasion, Lin Wentai's anger subsided a little.
Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave the Lin family, but one of his men hurried back.
"Master, head of the family, something happened!"
As soon as the subordinates came back, they immediately came forward to report urgently.
"How unbecoming is it to be in such a panic! If you have something to say, why can't you say it calmly and slowly?"
Lin Wentai obviously scolded Lin Yuan not enough.
Lin Yuan's subordinate was also unlucky. He happened to hit the muzzle of Lin Wentai's gun and was scolded by Lin Wentai.
As a servant, he was even more afraid to show dissatisfaction.
no way!
He could only wait patiently for Lin Wentai to finish scolding him before he opened his mouth to complain again.
"Old man, head of the family!"
"That boy Shen Wanlin has gathered a group of scribes and is talking ill of the old man and the head of the family everywhere!"
"Now, nearly a hundred people have gathered to respond to their scribes!"
"There is such a thing! That little bastard Shen Wanlin, who gave him the courage to do this!"
Lin Wentai immediately exploded after hearing this.
His chest began to rise and fall violently, and his old face quickly turned the color of liver.
Seeing that Lin Wentai's condition was not good, Lin Yuan's expression changed drastically and she quickly stepped forward to comfort him.
"Uncle, calm down, calm down!"
"For the sake of a mere Shen Wanlin, don't make yourself angry!"
"Leave this matter to me. I will definitely resolve it as quickly as possible!"
"People have already provoked us, why are you still here?"
"Get out, get out of here!"
Lin Wentai, however, ignored what Lin Yuan said and directly cursed at the top of his lungs.
At this time, it was naturally impossible for Lin Yuan to touch Lin Wentai's brow.
Without leaving any trace, he glanced at Lin Wentai with cold eyes, then turned around and strode away from the Lin family.
After a while, Lin Yuan arrived at the place where he and several allies often met.
But at this time, several of his allies had a tacit understanding and rushed here one after another.
Seeing that the people were almost here, Lin Yuan coughed slightly, attracting everyone's attention to him.
"Everyone, I think you all already know what happened to Boss Sun."
"I would like to remind you here that you must never act without authorization again. In addition..."
Lin Yuan paused briefly, his eyes swept over the faces of the scribes present one by one, and there was an obvious reproach in his tone.
"That bastard Shen Wanlin and a group of people are wantonly spreading rumors to slander my uncle."
"As my uncle's disciples, shouldn't you do something?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin! Something has happened here. I will immediately think of a way to punish Shen Wanlin and others."
As soon as Lin Yuan finished speaking, a scribe immediately rushed to speak and directly expressed his attitude.
Several other scribes were not to be outdone, and also made guarantees to Lin Yuan.
However, after listening to these people's words, Lin Yuan's face was still very ugly.
How could Lin Yuan not know the virtues of these guys in front of him?
If you want to talk about flattering and making the old man happy, then these people are really good at it.
But if you let them do business, the effect will be much worse.
"I'm afraid I will have to resolve this matter myself in the end!"
Lin Yuan sighed slightly, her heart filled with helplessness.
What Lin Yuan didn't know was that they were discussing how to deal with Shen Wanlin, and Shen Wanlin was not idle either.
In order to fulfill his promise to Zhou Peirong, Shen Wanlin really put a lot of thought into it.
Not only did he rope in his friends to help him denounce Lin Wentai, he even funded a paper appreciation event at his own expense.
Yes, that’s right, it’s a paper appreciation event!
What Shen Wanlin took out for everyone to appreciate was the best quality bamboo paper.
On the bamboo paper, some of Zhou Peirong's works were also copied.
"Everyone, I believe you all know the talent of Boss Zhou."
"What I want to tell you now is that in order to benefit us scholars, Boss Zhou worked hard and finally created paper."
"Everyone, come and take a closer look to see if this paper is qualified to be called a sacred object!"
“Such a high-quality brand new writing material can certainly be called a sacred object!”
As soon as Shen Wanlin finished speaking, someone immediately jumped out and echoed loudly.
And Shen Wanlin also took advantage of this person's words and spoke again in anger.
"I also think that this paper can definitely be called a sacred object!"
"But there are some people who, because of their own personal vendettas, constantly target and harass Boss Zhou, making it impossible for Boss Zhou to produce paper anymore."
"Do you think we should make these evil people pay the price?"
"should!"
The other scribes present spoke one after another and echoed loudly.