Seeing the secretary hesitating to speak, "Lu Yan" raised an eyebrow. "What are you worried about?"
The secretary opened his mouth, hesitated several times, and finally summoned up the courage to speak. "Have you forgotten after such a long time that the person in charge of the clothing factory under Xinghe is your aunt's son?"
Aunt's son?
A face flashed through Ning Anmiao's mind—that of Aunt Liu.
She remembered that among Lu Yan's mother's relatives, only this aunt seemed to be highly respected by Lu Yan.
As for the reason, it was unknown.
It was understandable to respect elders, but if someone took advantage of the elder's status to do evil in the company, that was another matter.
Ning Anmiao lowered her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and said calmly, "Yes, let the police intervene."
She believed that even Lu Yan would make the same judgment as her.
He was not a person who would show favoritism and shield others. She was completely certain of this.
Hearing this, the secretary was stunned for a moment but tried his best to act normal. "Okay, Mr. Lu. I'll go and handle it right away."
This good-for-nothing second-generation heir had been causing trouble and sucking the blood out of Xinghe by claiming to be related to Mr. Lu for a long time. Mr. Lu had never bothered to manage.
Since Mr. Lu had turned a blind eye, it was not convenient for them, his subordinates, to interfere. Now that they had Mr. Lu's order, it would be easier to take action.
"Will it be inconvenient?" Before leaving, "Lu Yan" asked with concern.
Since this was related to Lu Yan, Ning Anmiao was worried that her subordinates would be timid and not dare to take bold actions.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lu."
Lu Yan's top - level secretary was very professional in handling such matters.
Moreover, getting rid of that good - for - nothing second - generation heir of the Liu family was a popular move.
He couldn't have asked for more.
...
The secretary was very efficient. After getting the oral permission from "Mr. Lu", he immediately mobilized the public relations department and quickly solved the matter resolutely according to "Mr. Lu"'s arrangement.
With the factual evidence, although the public opinion about Xinghe still existed, it did not continue to ferment.
By the time of getting off work in the afternoon, the heat of the negative news about Xinghe had basically dropped to the lowest level.
After confirming that the crisis was over, Ning Anmiao finally let out a sigh of relief.
She looked at the time. It was already very late, and Lu Yan should have returned from the temple by now.
She wondered if he had obtained any valuable information from the abbot today.
She'd go back and ask him.
—
When Ning Anmiao got home, Lu Yan had already returned from the temple.
He was sitting upright on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in his hand and looking intently at something.
"Lu Yan."
Ning Anmiao entered the house and called out, "You're back so early."
The other person responded with a grunt, then turned to look at her. His eyes were filled with an indescribable look. "Something happened to the company today?"
Ning Anmiao paused for a moment, pursed her lips, and replied, "Yes. A worker in the factory had a dispute with Aunt Liu's son, and it resulted in a death."
She guessed that Lu Yan already knew the whole story, so she didn't go into details. "But it's been solved now."
The silent Lu Yan suddenly spoke up, "The way you solved it was to send Zhou Yan to the police station?"
There was no obvious emotion in his tone, but Ning Anmiao could clearly feel that he was angry.
Lu Yan looked at her. "Miaomiao, do you know the ins and outs of this matter? How could you make such a decision on your own?"
It was a blaming tone.
Ning Anmiao's heart started pounding, and her face darkened. "Do you mean that my way of handling this was wrong?"
Hearing the reproach in her words, Lu Yan raised his hand and rubbed his temples, looking a bit tired. "Miaomiao, I didn't say that your way of handling it was wrong."
"But Zhou Yan is only in his early twenties. If he has a criminal record now, it will be bad for his future."
Ning Anmiao suddenly looked up, her eyebrows slightly frowned. "Future? Did I hear you right? Are you talking about the future of a murderer?"
She was trying hard to control her anger, but she still couldn't help glaring at Lu Yan.
"Miaomiao, I just told you. Do you know what exactly happened on the spot? Have you seen the surveillance footage of the factory? Are you sure that it was Zhou Yan who pushed the worker?"
His series of questions made Ning Anmiao more and more frightened.
In Ning Anmiao's eyes, what Lu Yan was doing now was all about pleading for Zhou Yan and trying every means to protect him!
She suddenly realized that she was wrong.
She had thought that Lu Yan would handle this matter impartially and would never show any mercy just because Zhou Yan was his cousin.
However, the reality told her that she was wrong.
"But it was the information reported by your secretary! Could your top - level secretary also make a mistake?"
Unable to control her emotions, Ning Anmiao shouted at Lu Yan for the first time. "Lu Yan, it's a life!"
"I know." Lu Yan's tone was flat, as if he was just talking about the weather. "But even for a life, we have to see how many people are behind it buying this life."
She took a few steps back and looked at Lu Yan with calm eyes, feeling terrified.
How had Lu Yan become like this?
He seemed to have become a person who only talked about interests.
A cold - blooded and heartless person.
Ning Anmiao gasped for breath, feeling that Lu Yan's previous tenderness and care were all illusions, and everything was fake.
In his eyes, everything had to be based on interests.
Even she might be a part of the interests!
"Miaomiao, listen to me and I'll explain it clearly to you."
Seeing her pale face, Lu Yan suddenly realized that his previous statement might have been inappropriate. He stood up. "Sometimes, what you hear may not be false, and what you see may not be real."
"That's enough." Ning Anmiao's eyes were red with anger. "What else do you want me to listen to? Listen to you talk about how much a life is worth?"
"Lu Yan, is there only money in your eyes? Then what about me!" She suddenly pointed at her chest. "Tell me, how much am I worth!"
"Miaomiao, the truth is far from what you see."
Seeing her out of control, Lu Yan took a deep breath to calm himself down. "What I mean is that the dead worker was actually a life bought by someone else."
"No matter whether Zhou Yan pushed him or not, that worker would have died." When Lu Yan said this, there was a sense of oppression in his voice. "It was all pre - arranged."
Ning Anmiao was stunned for a moment.
Pre - arranged? What did that mean?
She opened her mouth, about to ask further, when suddenly the doorbell rang.
Both of them looked at the door involuntarily.
"I'll go and open the door. You calm down first."
Lu Yan seemed to have already guessed who was outside. Everything was as he had expected. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he took the lead to walk over and open the door.
Outside the door stood Aunt Liu with swollen eyes from crying.
"Miaomiao, is Lu Yan back?"