But there is one thing that Song Zishu can't figure out.

Only the president's office was destroyed by the fire, and even the corridor outside did not suffer much damage, and although she has now tried her best to keep public opinion to a minimum, she will not last long.

All the documents in the office were burned, although there were spare parts in the computer, but whether it could be restored still needed to be repaired by the technical department, although they wanted to treat this matter as a normal thing, and did not want to cause too much suspicion, but they could not stand the deliberate flattery of the people, and some partners began to call one after another, wanting to see the actual situation of Chenyu Group, they must be reassured.

Having said that, Song Zishu is also full of difficulties, where is it not good to burn, but he burned the president's office, and now all the confidential documents have been destroyed, if she wants to prove it, what else can she prove!

Jiang Lin took a deep breath, let himself retract his thoughts from his chaotic thoughts, and said solemnly: "No matter what, you have to officially come forward to explain, now you are the head of the Chenyu Group, only your words can be convincing!"

But having said that, Song Zishu was not nervous in her heart, she is indeed the only family member of Chenyu Group now, but her previous behavior also made her completely lose her credibility in front of the public, her words can play a role, Song Zishu is not sure at all.

Thinking of this, Song Zishu said with some hesitation: "You know, I once said that I broke off the relationship with the Zhang family, and I have changed my name to Song Zishu now, not Zhang Zishu......"

"So, you're trying to say that you don't have anything to do with the Zhang family anymore?"

Although Song Zishu didn't want to admit it, but the facts were in front of her, she Song Zishu was in front of all reporters, hoarsely accusing the Zhang family of being unfair to her, which brought a lot of trouble to the Zhang family at that time, and now she is going to take charge of the Chenyu Group again, not only those partners of the Chenyu Group, I am afraid that even she herself will not believe it.

"Jiang Lin, you also know that Zhang Tianze is sick, and Zihua is also dead......" Speaking of this, Song Zishu burst into tears and was heartbroken.

Jiang Lin patted her on the shoulder as comfort, "Everything will pass......"

Song Zishu shook her head again and again, she knew that for her, all this would not pass, and she would be by her side like a shadow and spend the rest of her life with her.

"You listen to me, I'm not a leader at all, I don't want to meddle in these things, I'm really tired, all this makes me hateful, I don't want to see this, Jiang Lin, I'm really tired, I seem to be resting, can you let me stop touching these anymore, I'm really about to die......"

The more Song Zishu said, the more excited she became, and just when she was about to burst into tears, Jiang Lin took her into his arms and comforted her irritable heart at this time.

"It's okay, you can, I believe you, Zishu, you are a member of the Zhang family, you have to pick up the burden now, this is your responsibility, you have nothing to blame!"

Song Zishu cried bitterly in Jiang Lin's arms, "Why, why are you forcing me, why is no one able to help me, I don't want to, I don't want to see these things!"

After comforting Song Zishu, Jiang Lin drove her back to his villa, although Song Zishu opened his mouth to stay, Jiang Lin still refused.

Jiang Lin's mood at this time was very similar to Song Zishu's, contradictory, painful, and tangled, but he would not lose his direction, he remembered his responsibility, he was a member of the Chenyu Group, and vowed to defend the Chenyu Group.

Even if he is the only one left now, he will do his best to not give anyone a chance.

On the way back, Jiang Lin had already made up his mind, at this time he was fighting alone, even at the last moment, he would definitely not back down.

Coming to the downstairs of the resident where he lived, Jiang Lin came to the door of the house, took out the key and was about to open the door, when he suddenly noticed a trace of abnormality, the lock of his house was actually twisted open, although the door was still closed, but Jiang Lin pushed it lightly with his fingers, and the door was actually pushed open.

It was pitch black from the entrance to the living room, but Jiang Lin already felt a hint of something strange, a stranger's invasion.

Jiang Lin didn't turn on the light, he dodged into the entrance, closed the door with his backhand, and the light outside the door was turned away, Jiang Lin, who lost the light, squatted on the ground, pressing down as much as possible on his upper body, if someone took advantage of the darkness to sneak attack, he also had a chance to fight back.

All the way to the switch in the living room, Jiang Lin reached out and groped for a baseball bat, took a deep breath and got ready, turned on the light in the living room, and the light suddenly appeared, everyone's eyes needed time to adapt, but Jiang Lin still took this opportunity to fly over.

He had already discovered that there was a dark shadow sitting on the sofa, no matter who that person was, his uninvited entry had completely offended Jiang Lin.

But when Jiang Lin flew to the sofa and raised the baseball bat to start, the figure heard the movement and turned his head to look, the two of them looked at each other, Jiang Lin was shocked in his heart, it was too late to take back the baseball bat at this time, he could only twist his waist hard, and let himself slam on the sofa next to the figure.

With a bang, the baseball bat smashed down the mural hanging on the wall behind the sofa, and Jiang Lin also screamed in pain because his waist smashed on the edge of the sofa, and he couldn't get up after struggling.

The figure glanced coldly at the ugly Jiang Lin, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to do?"

Hearing that person speak, Jiang Lin came back to his senses, hurriedly got up from the sofa, and looked at the person excitedly, wanting to reach out and hug him, but he was afraid of hurting him.

The man had a shortage of hair, a large patch of skin on the left side of his face that had been burned, scarlet flesh exposed to the air, and different burns on his arms and back, which would have weakened his legs with fright.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang, it's great that you're still alive. Jiang Lin couldn't control his voice and choked, and there were tears rolling in his eyes, but he couldn't help but not want to show his weak side.

At this time, the person called Mr. Zhang was Zhang Zihua, who was lying on the sofa with a tired face, his bloodshot eyes looking straight at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This time, I also narrowly escaped death, and I really became a ghost. Zhang Zihua sneered and smiled, his tone full of helplessness.

Jiang Lin hurriedly said, "I'll take you to the doctor now, contact Doctor Deng, he will definitely have a way." ”

"No, it's not the time yet. Zhang Zihua directly refused.

"But your injuries matter!" Jiang Lin shouted anxiously.