Song Kun was really frightened by Lin Xiaoming. There was no routine at all in this way of playing cards!
Seeing that he was staring at her with a fierce gaze, Song Kun finally couldn't help but asked weakly, "Assistant Lin, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"Your brother and I have been together for a while, and he knows who I am very well!" Lin Xiaoming said and suddenly came forward, "Has your brother told you that I am interested in men?"
Song Kun was startled again, and his body couldn't help trembling, "No, no!"
Lin Xiaoming nodded, "That's right, I'm really not interested in men."
"Pfft!" Chen Zhilin on the side couldn't hold it back and sprayed a mouthful of tea directly on the table.
Lin Xiaoming waved to her, "Get out!"
Chen Zhilin asked doubtfully, "Wha, what?"
Lin Xiaoming repeated, "I'll let you out!"
Chen Zhilin smiled bitterly, "Brother, the Yin family didn't do it on purpose, I just accidentally couldn't hold it back. Don't be angry!"
Lin Xiaoming didn't speak, just looked at her.
Seeing his face darken, Chen Zhilin knew that she might suffer disaster if she continued to disobey, so she had no choice but to walk out.
Song Kun was stunned to see it. The dignified second lady of the Chen family, an arrogant existence, was being yelled at by Lin Xiaoming like this, and she didn't even dare to fart?
After the box door closed, Lin Xiaoming opened his mouth again, "Director Song, let's start chatting!"
Song Kun wiped the cold sweat from his face and said, "Okay, okay!"
Lin Xiaoming raised a finger and said, "First thing, who are you with in the Song family?"
Song Kun didn't expect that he would ask such a heart-wrenching question when he arrived, and he didn't know how to answer it for a while.
Lin Xiaoming issued a warning unhurriedly, "You should think clearly before answering, otherwise your brother may never wake up, and you may also fall asleep with him."
Song Kun was frightened again, because it was easy to see from Lin Xiaoming's expression that he was not joking, "I, I am just like my brother, and like my fifth uncle!"
Lin Xiaoming asked, "Song Fan?"
Song Kun nodded, "Yes, after my brother became the president of Linyuan Pavilion Club, he brought me into the Mingde Group and introduced me to my fifth uncle. My fifth uncle asked me to go to the Defu Food Factory. At first, I just worked in
workshop, and then gradually become the factory director.”
Lin Xiaoming frowned. Could it be that the person who colluded with the Blood Sect was really Song Fan?
"So those people from the Blood Sect were the ones Song Fan asked you to arrange to enter the factory?"
Song Kun had a confused look on his face when he heard this, "What Blood Sect, who is it? Assistant Lin, I don't understand what you are talking about!"
"Still pretending to be with me?"
Lin Xiaoming felt that Song Kun and his brother had the same virtues and would not shed tears until they saw the coffin, so he did not show mercy and went straight to torture, using acupuncture and moxibustion to extract confessions!
However, even though Song Kun was tortured to death, he still shook his head and said, "Assistant Lin, please spare me, I really don't know what blood gate you are talking about!"
"Didn't your factory recruit more than thirty new employees recently?"
"Yes, yes!"
"They are the people of the Blood Sect."
"This...I don't know!"
"Didn't they ask Song Fan to arrange for you to enter the factory?"
"no!"
"Who is that?"
"Uncle Fourth!"
"Song Lifan!?"
"Yes, it's Fourth Uncle Song Lifan!"
"Explain it to me clearly!"
"My fourth uncle called me a week ago and said that he had some people and asked me to temporarily arrange them in the factory. It won't be too long. He asked me not to assign work to them or restrict their access!"
"anything else?"
"And I was told not to let anyone know about this."
Lin Xiaoming frowned. Is Song Lifan the one who really colluded with the Blood Sect?
Apart from hanging out with Zhou Jin, I don't think he has such big ambitions!
After that, Lin Xiaoming chatted with Song Kun for another two hours. After they had nothing to talk about anymore, he removed the silver needle from his body and shouted outside: "Xiao Linlin!"
The door of the box opened, and Chen Zhilin walked in. She was no longer wearing the bloated factory uniform, but a cheongsam. Her figure was just as Song Kun had visually inspected, slim, graceful and graceful.
But at this time, Song Kun no longer dared to look up at her.
Chen Zhilin lowered her eyebrows and asked meekly, "Brother, what are your orders?"
"I'm hungry, it's time to serve!"
"Okay!"
Chen Zhilin agreed, and then went to bring the food one after another.
Five dishes and one soup, quite hearty.
After Chen Zhilin brought the dishes, she served Lin Xiaoming some soup and rice, and then sat down to start.
Song Kun was a little confused. It was already past ten o'clock. Did they have dinner or a midnight snack?
But what is even more puzzling is, what is the relationship between Lin Xiaoming and Chen Zhilin? How can the second young lady of the Chen family act like a maid in front of him?
In addition to doubts, there was also worry, because his brother had been slumped in the chair, motionless like a dead man.
After Lin Xiaoming moved his chopsticks, he saw Song Kun still sitting there in a daze, and couldn't help but ask, "Director Song, start it!"
Song Kun shook his head hastily, "No, you're welcome, I came after dinner."
Chen Zhilin spoke at the right time, "Be good, just do it when he tells you to do it. Those who don't obey will not get good results. This is advice given to you by someone who has experienced it."
Song Kun was shocked when he heard this. He didn't dare to say anything and quickly picked up the bowl to eat.
After having enough soup and rice, Lin Xiaoming asked Song Kun, "Director Song, how is the food here?"
Song Kun was always frightened and had no taste at all, but he still nodded repeatedly, "Not bad, very good, Willy Good!"
Lin Xiaoming asked again: "How does it compare to the canteen in your factory?"
"It's incomparable. It's simple and incomparable. Compared with this, the food in my cafeteria is like pig food!"
"Tsk, tsk, Director Song, you are a bit unkind, letting the workers eat pig food every day."
"I……"
"Since you think the food here is good, pack up some fried chicken and preserved egg and lean meat porridge later and give it to the workers to try!"
"No, you're welcome..."
Chen Zhilin spoke again at the right time, "Director Song, why are you not behaving well again?"
After Song Kun was stunned for a moment, he nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, whatever Assistant Lin says will be done!"
Afterwards, a large pot of freshly hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge and more than two hundred fried dough sticks were placed in Song Kun's car.
Before leaving, Lin Xiaoming put Chen Zhilin's glasses on Song Kun's face again.
"Director Song, this is the first time I have distributed benefits to workers in the companies under the group since I took office. You must ensure that every worker in the factory has this midnight snack."
"I...must definitely!"
"Well, you can come back to pick up your brother after this is done."
Lin Xiaoming spoke calmly, but Song Kun had already heard the subtext: If you can't handle this, there's no need to come back!