Lin Xiren himself was in a state of confusion, and he had been thinking about how to help Lin Jiacheng, he was his only son!

However, no matter how Lin Xiren thought, he couldn't think of any way to save Lin Jiacheng. This kind of criminal, who has been locked in by evidence and is almost ninety percent certain, how can the police let it go.

There is no way to break through the front, you can only think of crooked methods.

Abscond? Lin Xiren must have thought about this plan, but this has now become the most unrealistic plan. Lin Jiacheng is a public figure, although he has retired from the entertainment industry, there are still many people who know him.

A public figure absconded, and the target was too big. The masses are a big problem.

In addition to the masses, the police will definitely not let Lin Jiacheng escape. And, Huang Qingrong's side is definitely fully prepared. The most terrifying thing is that there is a yang wind waiting, the yang wind is pervasive, and it is almost impossible to escape from his eyeliner and leave.

If you can't solve it head-on, you can't abscond, what else can you do?

Hiding people? No, it doesn't. Or because of the yang wind, the yang wind is making Lin Xiren unable to use many methods.

The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became, and Lin Xiren's head was about to explode. Now Lin Jiacheng is still calling all kinds of nonsense, and he is extremely angry.

"You're embarrassed to say this, it's all made by you piece of waste, and you still know to ask me. Now that you know why you deal with it when you do it? Why don't you let the planner on the big stage of Shanghai 'disappear completely'? Why don't you use a voice changer and use another identity so that the gold zuò person can't find out your identity? ”

Lin Xiren scolded: "Since you dare to do such an outrageous thing, why don't you deal with it thoroughly." If you don't stop interrupting, you will suffer from it! ”

"I taught you those things, what did you listen to? What's the use of this waste of yours? What else can you do? ”

"Waste, waste, can't you think of a way but to scold me for waste?" Lin Jiacheng was scolded by Lin Xiren for being headless and brainless, and he was also very angry. He was very unhappy because of these things, and now he was scolded by Lin Xiren, and he also broke out.

"Yes, I'm trash. But don't say you taught me, even if I'm a waste, you taught me. Lin Jiacheng replied.

"Shut up!"

"Why should I shut up? Didn't you teach me never to give someone a chance when you can fight back? Lin Jiacheng didn't stop and continued, "Having a father like you is my biggest failure." You've taught me this since I was a child. What is unscrupulous, what opportunity does not leave a chance for the opponent, and what grass must be eradicated. I'm here today all because of you, and you're still calling me a piece of shit? Didn't you teach it all? ”

Lin Xiren sighed. Holding the phone, I almost crushed it.

"Who do you have to blame me? Who are you to scold me? What qualifications do you have to shut me up? Half of my fault is yours! Lin Jiacheng roared out.

The words are like knives, and they are cut in Lin Xi's heart. Lin Xiren's heart made this sentence bloody.

"Hehe......" Lin Xiren's face turned pale, "That's right." It's all my fault, I'm not qualified to scold you, I have no right to blame you! You will become today's Lin Jiacheng, I have an unshirkable responsibility! ”

"Click." Lin Xiren hung up the phone directly after speaking.

Lin Jiacheng heard his father's self-deprecation in his ear, and his heart trembled, but he still thought that he was right in his heart. In the next second, Lin Xiren hung up the phone and made his heart skip a beat.

Lin Jiacheng lowered his hand holding the mobile phone, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the other side, Lin Xiren sat slumped in the chair. Eyes staring blankly at the ceiling. Silent, his thoughts drifted, back to more than 20 years ago, the years that made him reminisce.

"Lin'er, I'm sorry, I didn't teach our son well......"

"If the Son does not teach, the Father is guilty. yes, it's all my fault. So, let me bear the guilt. Lin Xiren closed his eyes.

"Lin'er, I'm sorry......"

"Pop ......" seems to have a splash of water breaking on the ground. Is that, tears?

……

"The offensive on the Internet about Ling Wenxuan has weakened."

"The police seem to have started to rush to the homes of 'First Music' and Lin Xiren......"

"Lin Xiren doesn't seem to have made any more moves against Ling Wenxuan."

One message after another was presented in front of Ling Wenxuan and Huang Qingrong. Seeing these Ling Wenxuan and Huang Qingrong looking at each other and smiling, it seemed that it worked.

"Wenxuan, we have a chance."

"Hmm. The odds are huge. Ling Wenxuan nodded.

"Be careful, though. There are two things......" Huang Qingrong frowned.

"Lin Xiren's final counterattack, and my whitewashing after the matter is resolved." Ling Wenxuan spoke for Huang Qingrong.

Huang Qingrong nodded, he and Ling Wenxuan really had the most tacit understanding. It hardly takes many words for two smart people to guess what each other is going to say.

"Lin Xiren's counterattack is more difficult, and the so-called 'partners' in front of Lin Xiren probably won't make a move if they don't completely solve it. After dealing with Lin Xiren, they will definitely help you clear your name. So our focus should be on Lin Xiren's counterattack. Lin Xiren analyzed.

"But don't we have the help to resist?" Ling Wenxuan was a little skeptical. You can see it from before. In the confrontation without the help of external forces, Tianwang Studio lost to the end.

Huang Qingrong touched his chin: "Since I can't find that kind of powerful company to help, I can find a second-level one." Companies, friends, you can find it. Lin Xiren is already at the end of the crossbow, we only need to hold on for a while before we can drag it out to the end! ”

"Friend......" Ling Wenxuan's mind flashed with many figures, and his eyes lit up.

"Hmm, you have an idea?" Huang Qingrong looked at Ling Wenxuan's expression and asked.

Ling Wenxuan smiled slightly: "A little thought." ”

"Tell me about it." Huang Qingrong was interested.

"My friends are all artists. Artists have one more advantage than ordinary people......

"Influence?" Huang Qingrong's eyes lit up.

"That's right!" Ling Wenxuan nodded, "The power that the company can play is very great, and it is incomparable to individuals. But if there are dozens or hundreds of artists, many of whom are powerful and influential artists, can their testimony be effective? ”

Huang Qingrong's eyes lit up: "Not bad, good way." If there are so many artists who give proof, it is enough to resist Lin Xiren. He discredits you, and you can rely on your many influential friends to get them to give you clarification. A person can be believed by no one, but what if there are dozens, hundreds? ”

"That's what I thought." Ling Wenxuan smiled and nodded.

Among them, there are also influential people like Teacher He and Brother Zhang Yue, whose words are worthy of the words of a small company. Coupled with Xiao Ningxi, Nie Qingyan, and Song Yanqing's words...... "The more Huang Qingrong thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, "He can definitely resist Lin Xiren's death-defying counterattack!" (To be continued.) )