The Rich Second Generation Villain's Father

Chapter 23: A thousand reasons to be sad

Under the night sky, the Rolls-Royce slowly moved forward.

While Mu Die was sitting in the back seat of the Rolls Royce, she stared at her boss who was sitting with his eyes closed.

The adoration in her eyes grew stronger. 

She really did not expect her boss to be multitalented!

Don’t rich people only know how to make money and play golf?

Usually, the health issues would be left to their own personal doctors.

How could he put down his stature to learn such life-saving skills?

And her boss seems to become more and more unique than a common rich man.

Especially when he was doing CPR on Su Zhengyang, his serious face was absolutely fascinating.

“Old Li, please put on some smooth music.”

Qin Tian spoke so suddenly that Mu Die was so frightened and swiftly withdrew her glance.

“Yes!”

Without a second thought, Li Jun turned on the music player in the car.

Just now, he had followed him upstairs but didn’t enter the private room.

Although he knew about the unexpected situation that happened inside the room and was genuinely surprised about Qin Tian’s medical skills, he wouldn’t ask anything that he didn’t have to as long as his boss was fine.

The music was on, and Qin Tian continued to close his eyes and started to think about today’s events.

Lin Feng just took advantage of the chaos and left.

Based on Su Zhengyang’s actions and tone earlier, Qin Tian could tell that it wasn’t Su Zhengyang who had ties with Lin Feng.

Rather, it was probably the Su family’s old man, Su Guofu.

So, in other words, does that mean if the Su family’s old man is still around the Su family would not seek Lin Feng’s responsibility for Su Zhengyang’s heart attack?

“It seems that this kid is a bit difficult to deal with, huh?” Qin Tian muttered.

Because of this incident, he did provoke the relationship between the Su family and Lin Feng.

But it was still not very realistic to make the Su family deal with Lin Feng willingly.

Then… should I send someone to look for Lin Feng?

According to the laws of web s, most of the people sent would most likely be missing or secretly killed.

But when Lin Feng ran away, he would surely be carefully hidden.

Now that he ran away, I would be exposed in the daylight, and he was hiding in the shadows!

Therefore, the search was a must, even if the difficulty was very high.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian opened his eyes and spoke again.

“Old Li, send a few people to continue to look for the trace of that kid named Lin Feng when you get back, tell them not to follow too closely, and remember not to clash directly with that kid.”

“Notify me immediately when you have news of him and take no action.”

“Okay, President Qin,” answered Li Jun

“President Qin, Lin Feng, what kind of person is he?” hearing Qin Tian’s order, Mu Die then recalled, “It doesn’t look like someone from the Su family either, huh? And how dare he scold young Qin in front of you?”

“He was too arrogant, right?” Mu Die continued, “A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, haven’t you heard of it?”

Qin Tian casually said, “And if it isn’t because this kid is capable, how can he be so arrogant?”

“Very capable? No way? How come I don’t see it?”

“Oh, you don’t have much contact with him, of course, you haven’t seen.”

Qin Tian smiled lightly, then said to Li Jun: “Old Li, change the song, what’s this thing you’re playing? It’s terrible.”

Is it because of my maximum piano skill? He thought to himself.

Qin Tian had never heard this song before.

The music and the singer’s voice made his whole body itch in discomfort.

“Uh…” Hearing this, Li Jun was confused, “President Qin, uh… I don’t know anything about music either. There are only two or three songs downloaded on this, and you don’t usually listen to it…”

“Is that so?  Then forget it.” Qin Tian also did not care.

Anyway, listening to music was only to lighten up his mood.

Since there was no one who loves to listen, Qin Tian was not particularly demanding.

“President Qin, you want to listen to music now?” Mu Die was somewhat curious.

Qin Tian casually said, “I don’t particularly want to listen, it’s just a sudden whim.”

“Oh, so ah, If President Qin wants to listen, I can use my phone to search and then transfer to the car Bluetooth.”

It was the secretary’s job to solve the boss’s problems.

So Mu Die subconsciously spoke out her solution.

“Mobile search?”

Qin Tian glanced at Mu Die and his heart moved: “You should give a search, otherwise it’s boring on this road.”

“Okay, President Qin, what do you want to listen to?”

“What do I want to listen to?”

Qin Tian stroked his chin and thought for a moment, “Well, let’s start with ‘A Thousand Reasons to be Sad’ for me.”

This song was older, but Qin Tian just likes these older songs that were more classic.

As for those modern-day pop songs, he has not heard a single one.

One could say that he was nostalgic or could say he was old-fashioned.

Anyway, Qin Tian does not care at all.

“A thousand reasons to be sad?”

Mu Die was a bit puzzled, the title of this song was so strange.

Sure enough, after the search was finished, she couldn’t find it.

“President Qin, the title of your song is not right, the system can’t search…”

On the phone, there were ‘reasons for sadness’ and ‘a thousand nights of thinking about you’…

There was no such song called ‘a thousand reasons to be sad’ on the Internet.

“No?” Qin Tian suddenly sensed something: “Then search for Zhang Xueyou.”

“Zhang Xueyou? Is it the name of a singer?”

Mu Die was a little puzzled but did as she was told.

“It doesn’t seem to be there either.”

“Neither?”

Qin Tian frowned, took Mudie’s fruit perfume-scented phone, and searched for himself.

Liu Dehua, Guo Fucheng, Zhou Dong…

A few moments later, Qin Tian let out a long breath.

Sure enough, this world was a parallel world, the development was roughly the same as that of the earth, but all well-known figures were absent.

Among them were not only the stars of the music world, stars of film and television, and Internet celebrities no longer exist.

“Forget it, I’m tired.”

There were not even the four kings of heaven and the king of Chinese entertainment, Zhou Dong, and others.

Translated by: MelonSmasher

Edited by: Summit