"Chairman Zhao, please come in."
Mr. Lin felt immense pressure.
Zhao Weimin was usually busy with work, traveling across the country.
Today, he personally came to handle his son's matter, showing the importance he attached to this issue.
His demeanor was courteous and polite, like a normal visit.
But the more polite he was, the heavier Mr. Lin's heart felt.
He suspected that Zhao Weimin came not for his own son, but because of Li He.
After all, his son wasn't bullied last night; logically, he shouldn't interfere in young people's affairs.
Yet he still came.
He suspected that the purpose was to support Li He because of Li He's father.
If that's the case, other families of the second generation might also come.
As if to confirm his suspicion.
Just as the words fell, the doorbell rang again from outside.
Everyone's eyes turned.
The maid opened the door.
Outside, stood three men and two women.
Among them, one man and one woman were over seventy years old.
