This was not the first time Lin Lang had been compared to someone else, but it was the first time someone had said to his face that he was inferior to Lin Rui.
He felt as though someone had slapped him across the face, leaving his cheeks burning.
Lin Shi's brows and eyes were filled with smug delight and schadenfreude, but his heart was shrouded in gloom.
He knew perfectly well that those profit-driven old men simply thought Lin Lang had become too disobedient after taking office. They wanted to use this incident to knock him down a peg through Lin Shi.
As it happened, Lin Shi did not want Lin Lang to keep dominating the company alone either.
After all, he had not joined Lin Corporation to be a decorative wall hanging.
Old Master Lin tapped his cane against the floor, and the meeting room immediately fell silent.
"Lin Shi."
"I'm here." Lin Shi answered at once, already having a vague guess as to what was coming.
"Go to the site yourself. Calm the workers down and investigate whether the whistleblower was acting under someone else's instructions."
Old Master Lin placed heavy emphasis on the words "someone else's instructions."
Lin Shi nearly laughed out loud. If he had not grown accustomed to putting on an act in the Lin Household, he might not have been able to control his expression.
Why did the old bastard not just say outright that he suspected someone was targeting the Lin Household?
Then he had guessed right.
By sheer coincidence, Lin Shi actually knew exactly who was targeting the Lin Household.
But would he tell the old bastard?
He would not—unless one day his blade was pressed against the man's heart. Then perhaps he would be in the mood to recite a few