Chapter 304: Never Hype

Is ten million still not enough to make them restrain their hearts?

Lin Xinyuan felt a chill in his heart; they had never seen so much money before, and after seeing it, their greed would only grow larger.

One can only say that human greed is insatiable; their actions made Lin Xinyuan feel cold-hearted, and he no longer wanted any contact with them.

"I have already given you a certain amount of support fees, and in front of everyone we have already notarized it; if you still want to continue pestering us, I don't mind calling the police."

For the sake of his future career and to avoid further trouble for the boss, Lin Xinyuan also spoke harsh words; after saying them, he felt as if a weight had lifted from his heart.

The foster father slapped Lin Xinyuan across the face; seeing that face quickly turn red, he felt no guilt at all, only that the pet in his palm had slipped from his control.

"Today I tell you not to think you can pay us off with money; even if we stay by your side, we are still your foster parents. Without us, how could you have lived to this point and have your current situation? Don't forget those who dug the well when you drink water; your actions are truly shameful toward us."

The foster mother stood aside, feeling that her husband had done nothing wrong.

She calmly placed her hands on her knees and also tried to persuade Lin Xinyuan.

"Don't blame your father for speaking harshly; he means well for you. Also don't let the flashy world of the Entertainment Circle blind you—ultimately, your relatives are still us."

"Since you were little, your lucky money has always been under our management; now hand over your wages for us to keep. After we die, won't it still be yours? Why oppose your parents? Since childhood you've said you wanted to be a filial child—how come it doesn't count now?"

When he was young, his lucky money went to his parents, and at the same time his parents gave that lucky money to others.

That heartbreaking feeling, Lin Xinyuan did not want to experience again; now his life finally under his own control, he would not hand over the steering wheel in his hands to the foster father before him.

"I'm already tired; if you don't want to be driven out, leave from here."

Lin Xinyuan's offhand tone made the two elders feel even more uneasy.

They did not leave; they sat on the sofa enjoying fruit and also placing flowers, and if Lin Xinyuan did not intend to give them more money, they would not go.

Not only did they want to stay in the hospital, they also wanted to follow Lin Xinyuan behind, to completely ruin his career.

The nanny who had just come back with food also overheard the conversation inside; the caregiver knew they were the family of the patient, not someone he should manage, and he couldn't manage them.

He furtively took out his phone, quickly called the boss who pays, briefly explained the situation, and then pushed open the door.

Jiang Cheng had just handled a matter at the company and finished a meeting when someone showed up trying to horn in.

He had to go to the hospital to take a look; that shameless couple, others hadn't experienced, but Jiang Cheng was especially aware.

They had shamelessness to the extreme; given Lin Xinyuan's personality, he might not be able to deal with them.

"Cancel tonight's dinner gathering; I need to go to the hospital."

The secretary felt it was a pity to cancel the important evening dinner, but the boss, for the sake of employees' health, turned down the opportunity to dine with several other CEOs.

Going forward, they wanted to secure better cooperation and resources—but how could they do that? The hard-won opportunity, the duck at their lips, just flew away; he prepared to persuade.

Another assistant jabbed with his elbow, saying, "You don't need to persuade; you know what kind of person our boss is, don't you? The boss cares about employees' health and is beneficial to both of us, showing he's not a cold-blooded, heartless person—so even if we fall ill later, the boss will act in our employees' interests."

The secretary thought it over and indeed it made sense; with no alternative, he could only go over in the evening to appease them and see if there were any other opinions.

If there were opinions, he would try his best to placate them.

At the same time, Jiang Cheng had already arrived at the hospital.

The auntie had Lin Xinyuan finish his meal, but those two still wanted the auntie to buy them food and order her around; the auntie's attitude was especially firm.

He was someone Jiang Cheng had hired, not responsible for caring for others; at that moment the foster mother grew angry and slapped the table.

"What do you mean? I hired you to work, yet you slack off; believe it or not, I'll have my son fire you, and you'll never get this wage again."

Faced with others' threats, as caregivers who had prior training, they must promptly rebut unreasonable demands from clients, otherwise they will only have harder days ahead.

The auntie wasn't a pushover, but she just replied then.

"We are caregivers; naturally we look after the patient's body. As for those who have hands and feet, that's outside our responsibility; if you don't like it, you can report to my boss."

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After the auntie's words, sure enough those two stopped speaking and instead turned to complain to Lin Xinyuan.

Lin Xinyuan was grateful that the auntie could get him a meal and also deal with the foster parents, letting him eat in peace—how could he possibly implicate innocent people?

"You don't need to say more; this caregiver is someone my boss helped hire. If you want to dismiss him, it's impossible."

Having heard that the son's boss was a particularly formidable person, the two dared not cause trouble and sat on the sofa, looking forward eagerly.

The people behind had told them that as long as they caused a disturbance in the ward, Jiang Cheng would surely come, and the big boss behind him had plenty of wealth and would give them more money.

They had to be able to wait it out, otherwise everything would come to nothing.

Their gazes were too obvious; Lin Xinyuan noticed and wanted to tell the auntie not to inform the boss, and preferably not let the boss come.

The next moment, the ward door was pushed open; Jiang Cheng entered and saw the two people on the sofa all rise to their feet.

Their faces bore a blatant, ingratiating smile; their scheming was obvious.

"You must be my son's big boss, right? This time my son's hospitalization is inseparable from you; you're using his illness for hype, which you shouldn't do. No matter what little tricks you've used, the money you made from hyping my son must be returned to us."

The foster father stretched out his hand, speaking as if it were completely natural.

Jiang Cheng had no intention of reasoning with them, but he would never hype an employee's health.

"We have never engaged in hype; all our employees have risen to fame through their own abilities. Lin Xinyuan has excellent vocal talent—what reason could there be for him not to stand before people?" (End of chapter)