Lin Shi placed his phone face down on the table.
He pondered how he could make the most of this matter.
The Lin Household truly was very feudal.
The old man of his family was an even more typical remnant of feudalism.
The servants in his house alone, all hired after matching their birth charts, were enough to prove that.
But Lin Shi himself was not actually that superstitious.
Or rather, his standards for superstition were quite flexible.
If something benefited him, he believed in it. If it was useless to him, he did not.
But Lin Shi did not believe a single word of Su Su saying she wanted him to be her male lead.
What kind of person would make someone who had personally killed both parents—and whose number of "both" would only continue to grow—the male lead?
But could this piece of intelligence help him establish contact with President Yan?
Even if it was merely the beginning of breaking the ice, that would be nice.
After all, it was free intelligence. Whether it was accurate or not, he could let the other party decide for themselves.
He needed power.
Yan Xianjue was a good partner. There was no question about that.
He was generous with money, did not like meddling, and most importantly, Yan Xianjue seemed to possess some kind of special attack buff against the Lin Household. He could always, through coincidence, leave the Lin Household in utter disarray.
Take Lin Lang's matter—who would not look at that and say, "What a coincidence"?
Lin Lang had personally gone to Harbor City to demonstrate his capabilities and secure his position as CEO of Lin Corporation.
As for Yan Xianjue, he had merely passed by on a cruise ship, suddenly decided to get off for a bowl of