Lin Qinru returned to the company and answered countless phone calls on his way back to the company.

These calls were all made by secretaries and people from the crisis public relations department.

Without exception, every phone call was about what Han Jae-hang asked him after tonight's concert.

What Han Zaixing did tonight was not something he suddenly remembered, but something he had already thought about. The purpose was to force Zhan Lianshi to come out.

He asked Zhan Lian to come out and confront him face to face.

"Mr. Lin, reporters have blocked your home and company. Now you should not go home or come to the company."

From the Bluetooth headset, the voice of the person in charge of the crisis public relations department came.

Lin Qinru drove, turned the steering wheel, and drove into the parking lot outside AK.

"I'm at the company."

"ah?"

"Call some security guards to come out."

"Mr. Lin, now..."

Lin Qinru hung up the phone and parked the car in the marked parking box.

He opened the car door, got out of the car, and looked at the crowd of reporters outside the AK gate.

It’s rare that the AK gate has not been so lively for a long time.

Inside the gate, several security guards quickly came out.

When reporters saw the security guard, they all moved as the security guard moved.

Security is dispatched, someone must show up.

Soon, they saw a familiar person coming across the road.

"Mr. Lin, it's Mr. Lin!"

"Quick, hurry over..."

"..."

The reporter ran towards Lin Qinru, but the security guard was faster. When the reporter ran over, he surrounded Lin Qinru and isolated the reporter.

"Mr. Lin, I heard that at the talented violinist's concert tonight, Mr. Han produced two recordings to confirm that the former AK chief designer is still alive. Is this true?"

"Mr. Lin, the former chief designer of AK, Ms. Lin Lianglin, was extremely talented and talented in design. However, she became the chief designer of AK in just one year. It has been more than a year since Ms. Lin passed away. Ms. Lin's

No one can surpass her in her works. I dare to ask Mr. Lin, if Ms. Lin were still alive, would she still work at AK?"

"Mr. Lin, I heard that Miss Lin was the ex-wife of Mr. Zhan of Shengshi Group before marrying the talented violinist, and AK has Mr. Zhan's shares. Is it Mr. Zhan's intention that Ms. Lin become the chief designer at AK?"

"..."

All kinds of sharp questions were thrown at Lin Qinru like a flood of beasts. Lin Qinru looked at these reporters who were eager to get answers. There was no displeasure on his face, and some actually smiled.

Gentleman, polite.

Lin Qinru raised his hand, and the reporter stopped asking questions, and the microphone that was constantly reaching for him was no longer passed to him.

"On the way back to the company just now, my secretary and my crisis public relations manager told me that my home and my company were blocked by everyone."

"I was surprised that I was blocked at the door of my house one day."

"Now that I have heard everyone's questions, I have cleared them up."

If you use humor, the tense atmosphere will be completely eliminated in an instant.

"Mr. Lin, can you answer the question we just asked?"

said a reporter.

Lin Qinru smiled and responded, "Of course."

"My crisis public relations manager told me that I am not safe now and asked me not to go back to the company or go home. I am particularly confused, why can't I go back to the company and why can't I go home?"

"What did I do wrong? Why should I hide?"

Lin Qinru looked at the faces, and the smile on his face did not disappear at all.

"I have ten minutes now. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I have a meeting in ten minutes."
Chapter completed!