on behalf of Qingran. She will definitely come and apologize to you when she wakes up. 。After a few pleasantries, although Mr. Lin apologized repeatedly and acted humble, it wasn't hard to hear him d...Silence.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat oppressive.

He put the jade pendant back on his neck and said calmly, "Within twenty minutes, get that security guard here."

Meng Lan hummed in response, gave a call to someone downstairs and instructed them, then stood aside.

The Dream Center was only a short distance from the hospital. Fifteen minutes later, the security guard arrived, sweating profusely, and nervously greeted the people in the ward.

"Know why I called you here" He Hanchuan sat on the bed, his eyes fixed on the security guard like nails.

The security guard, being stared at like that, broke out in a cold sweat. He swallowed nervously and stammered, "I... I don't know."

"Did you send A-Wan's nude photos" He Hanchuan stood tall, looking down at the security guard who was half a head shorter than him. His eyes flickered with gloom.

Even the security guards, who usually lacked any sense of awareness, could now see that He Zong, rumored to have a bad relationship with HUA, was standing on her side.

He was questioned by He Hanchuan until his back felt prickly and his limbs went weak. He hurriedly said, "No, no! When Xiang Wan was thrown out naked by you, our group of guys were just called out by the supervisor and weren't in the monitoring room. By the time we got back, Sister Lan had already deleted the surveillance video, and I didn't have time to take a screenshot!"

Without He Hanchuan opening his mouth, Menglan walked up to him and raised an eyebrow, "That naked photo of Xiang Wan..."

"That's not Si Tu!" The security guard, afraid of being scolded by He Hanchuan, cut her off before she could finish.

He chuckled, tugging at his collar. "What"

“That…that’s a nude picture I downloaded from the internet and put into the surveillance footage.” The security guard trembled, his head bowed low as he stammered, “Everyone was talking about what happened with Hualian, and many people asked me for the footage at the time, so I…I just edited one in.”

For fear of being found out as fake, he also deliberately processed the faces in the picture to avoid being recognized that it wasn't A-wei.

He Hanchuan's eyes were cold, with a hint of a smile, and blue veins popped out on his neck, "So talented, to let you be a security guard, it's really a shame."

"No, no, being able to... work at the Dreamland Club is an honor of mine. I don't know how many people envy me." The security guard carefully flattered him.

Ge Hanchuan tightly pursed his thin lips, glared at him with an unfathomable depth in his eyes.

The security guard was chilled to the bone by that look. "Mr. He, I know I was wrong. I'll go back and tell everyone that the photo is fake, and I absolutely won't let Xiang Wan take the blame for this."

"Give Dreamland the list of people you want to monitor." He Hanchuan didn't respond to his words, but instead narrowed his eyes and suddenly said.

The security guard nodded like a chick pecking at grain.

"Alright, you're off the hook for now. Go on." Menglan glanced at He Hanchuan's expression and said to the security guard.

The security guard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling as if he had just escaped a near-death experience, and almost ran to the door.

"Wait!" Meng Lan called out to him, her voice soft yet with a smile that lit up her stunning features. "Do you know what you should and shouldn't say"

The security guard nodded repeatedly, flattering him and saying: “Those people are always gossiping and spreading rumors. I’ll discipline them when I get back and tell them to stop talking nonsense.”

"Alright, go then." Menglan brushed a stray strand of hair back behind her ear. A simple action, yet it was done with such grace and charm.

The security guard swallowed nervously and opened the door to leave.

He didn't return to the bed, but walked to the window and said, "After receiving the list, fire everyone on it. The club doesn't need employees who are indifferent to their work and only like to gossip."

"He means there are quite a few people. If they were all fired at once, it would be hard to replace them, and the club's business would be greatly affected." Meilan was tired of standing, so she languidly sat down in a chair.

The Dream House's reputation is well-known, so attracting dozens of people wouldn't be a big problem.

But new employees need training for half a month to a month before they can be fully operational. If we were to immediately treat them as regular employees, they wouldn't be able to contribute and would only hinder the team and cause problems.

He Hanchuan didn't hesitate for a moment, his voice cold as he said, "Bring people in from elsewhere. If we can't, then shut down and reorganize."

His attitude surprised Menglan a little, but she also felt it was within reason. After all, even the cruellest person wasn't completely devoid of feelings.

She curled her lip, a pleased expression on her face, "I'll minimize the losses by reassigning some people. I'll keep you updated on any developments."

He Hanchuan tapped his fingers against the glass, silently.

Menglan lightly coughed and deliberately said, "Oh, by the way, that security guard just admitted his mistake, didn't he..."

Before she could finish her sentence, He Hanchuan interrupted, "Wait until he finishes what he needs to do, then fire him. Also, gather the data on him spreading someone's nude photos online and pass it on to the police."

"Tsk!" Menglan laughed. "Spreading obscene images is enough to get you sentenced to jail. If you have a criminal record, it will be hard to find work afterwards. Your move is truly ruthless."

He Hanchuan glanced at her coolly, then sat down on the bed. The redness from Xiang Yu's punch on his handsome face stood out starkly against his pale complexion, looking rather comical.

But Meng Lan didn't dare to openly mock her own boss. She lowered her head and coughed dryly, suppressing a smile as she carefully said, "Looking at your reaction, it doesn't seem like you dislike Xiang Wan at all. There's no need to stab yourself in the leg."

Just knock them out!

"Are you free" He Hanchuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, then relaxed quickly, his eyes unclear.

Maybe if it were someone else, they wouldn't ask. But the more he acted this way, the more Meng Lan felt compelled to inquire, "CEO He, you've been followed by Huāng Wǎn for so many years, don't you have any feelings for her at all"

"Dream Orchid," He Hanchuan tapped the bed quickly with his fingers, warning in a low voice.

Meng Lan blinked her eyes, as if she hadn't heard the deeper meaning in his words. "If I really hated someone, I wouldn't want to see them for a lifetime. Why would I tie them to me and come over to take a look every now and then"

Mr. He used to come to Meng Hui Society only once every six months, but now he's here all the time!

"Mr. He, as a subordinate who understands women's thoughts, I feel I have to advise you: what you're doing now, even if you kneel in the future, it might not..." He was glared at by He Hanchuan with a sinister look, and Meng Lan forced the topic to change, "Should you stay in the hospital or go home to recuperate"

Typical small talk.

He retracted his gaze, lost in thought, and ignored her.

"Mr. He, I still have a lot of things waiting for me, so I'll go back first," Menglan patted the wrinkles on her clothes and walked out gracefully.

He frowned, then relaxed, his eyes flickering as he said to Menglan who had already reached the door, "Add me to the work group."

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