Chapter 825: Chapter 825

Yin Aiguo burst out into hysterical laughter at Lin Chen's words.

"Kid, what kind of joke is this, asking me to beg you? It's like you're daydreaming." Yin Aiguo said with laughter while clutching his stomach.

Lin Chen smiled faintly, "Since it's so funny, just keep laughing, you will be crying soon."

With that, Lin Chen sneered and left with Xue Ying.

Watching Lin Chen's departing figure, Yin Aiguo snorted coldly: "Trying to scare me? Brother, I grew up being frightened!"

At this moment, Yin Mingtian emerged from behind the screen: "Aiguo, don't worry, I will definitely get this woman for you. Then, we train her to be our maid, serving us father and son in turns."

Yin Mingtian and Yin Aiguo both let out a sinister smile at the same time.

Just then, a foul smell spread. Yin Mingtian looked at Yin Aiguo with a changing expression, "Aiguo, why are your pants wet, and why is there a foul smell coming from you?"

"What? How is that possible!" Yin Aiguo touched his damp pants and the sticky substance under his buttocks, his face suddenly turned ugly.

"Aiguo, why is there feces on your hand? Did you poop your pants without knowing?" Yin Aiming said with a look of disgust on his face.

"Impossible! I didn't feel anything, how could I have pooped my pants." Yin Aiguo was completely dumbfounded.

At that moment, Yin Tianming, covering his nose, said: "What do you mean you didn't? You're clearly still doing it now, hurry up and go to the restroom."

Half an hour later, Yin Aiguo came out from the restroom, his face pale.

"Aiguo, how are you feeling?" Yin Tianming anxiously asked.

"Dad, I—why can't I feel anything when I pee or poo?" Yin Aiguo's face revealed a horrified expression.

The words of Yin Aiguo made Yin Tianming's face change too, as they almost simultaneously recalled what Lin Chen had just said.

"This can't be possible, how can there be such a disease in the world? It must be because you ate something bad yesterday," Yin Mingtian said, pale-faced.

Yin Mingtian suddenly changed his facial expression looking oddly at Yin Aiguo: "Damn, Aiguo you're pooping again!"

An hour later, father and son came out of the hospital, both pale-faced.

The recent medical check-up showed that there were no issues with Yin Aiguo's health, but during the checkup, Yin Aiguo couldn't help but urinate in front of the female doctor, infuriating her so much that she slapped him.

"Dad, what should we do?" Yin Aiguo looked at his father, his face grim.

By this time, Yin Mingtian had already put on a mask, mainly because the smell of urine and feces in the car was unbearable.

Yin Mingtian's face showed a sinister expression: "It must be Lin Chen, he must have done this."

"What should we do now?" Yin Aiguo said with a mournful face.

At this moment, he almost felt like dying; this disease was simply too hard to accept.

Imagine doing bedroom exercises with a beauty, and suddenly a pile of poop appears, what a scene that would be.

Finally, unable to bear his son's odious smell any longer, Yin Mingtian coldly said, "We're going to Starlight Group to find Lin Chen."

"But?" Hearing about finding Lin Chen, Yin Aiguo also felt some trepidation.

"Is there any other option?" Looking at Yin Aiguo whose pants were wet again, Yin Mingtian said speechlessly.

"Dad, you must save me, I don't want to be ." Seeing his freshly changed pants soaked again, Yin Aiguo let out a wail.

Yin Mingtian gritted his teeth and said to the driver, "Go to Xingchen Company."

At Xingchen Company, everyone pointed and whispered as they watched Yin Mingtian and his son head towards the president's office.

Especially since Yin Aiguo was in such a sorry state, with wet pants and a constant foul smell emanating from him.

Finally, amidst everyone's mockery, the two reached the president's office.

"Miss, please report that President of the Commerce Association, Yin Aiguo, requests to see President Xue and Mr. Lin." Yin Mingtian politely said.

"Sorry, President Yin and Mr. Lin are in a meeting and will not see anyone," the secretary said coldly.

"What? Not seeing anyone?" Seeing his son reeking beside him, Yin Mingtian was almost driven mad.

Having no other choice, he settled his son in the bathroom and once again brazenly approached the president's office.

"Miss, please make an exception, I really have an urgent matter!" Yin Mingtian said anxiously.

Today, Yin Aiguo had been having diarrhea all afternoon, and now he was nearly collapsing. If Lin Chen didn't intervene soon, Yin Aiguo might really become the first person in the world to die from excessive defecation.

After another hour, the secretary finally said, "Mr. Yin, President Xue will see you now."

Hearing that Xue Ying agreed to see him, Yin Mingtian, like grabbing a lifeline, hurried to the president's office.

Upon arriving at the president's office, when he saw Xue Ying and Lin Chen, it was as if he saw a savior: "Mr. Lin, I was wrong, please save my son, he has been defecating all afternoon, if this continues, he's done for."

Lin Chen smiled faintly: "President Yin, you might have come to the wrong place. Shouldn't you be at a hospital instead of here?"

"I've been there, but the hospital can't find the cause. Mr. Lin, I am willing to return the project to you, please save my son," Yin Mingtian begged desperately.

Lin Chen looked at Yin Mingtian and said, "I heard that the Yin Group still has several good projects, like Zhonghai Port and the Zhonghai Commercial Street project."

"This!" Hearing Lin Chen's terms, Yin Mingtian hesitated.

These two projects were major investments secured by the Yin Group, and giving them away would mean a loss of billions.

Lin Chen, seeing the thoughts in Yin Mingtian's eyes, spoke coldly: "If it's difficult for Mr. Yin, then forget it. Your son's condition isn't easy to cure, and I guess by tomorrow he won't have to suffer anymore."

"What do you mean he won't have to suffer by tomorrow?" Yin Mingtian asked with a pale face.

Lin Chen indifferently said, "You know what the outcome of defecating for a day and a night would be, don't you?"

Yin Mingtian's expression became increasingly grim. Yin Aiguo was his only son, his late-life child, his treasure. If anything happened to Yin Aiguo, what use would his vast fortune be?"

After a moment of thought, Yin Mingtian finally made up his mind and said through gritted teeth, "Fine, I agree to your terms. I'm willing to return the projects originally belonging to Xingchen Group to you, and also give you two of Yin Group's projects."

Lin Chen nodded with a smile: "In that case, let's sign the agreement."

"Wait a minute, how can I be sure you can cure Aiguo's illness?" Yin Mingtian asked coldly.

Lin Chen smiled: "You have no other choice, you can refuse."

"You, you!" Yin Mingtian, known as the 'Silver Fox of the Business World' for decades, was now being played by Lin Chen.

"Fine, I am willing to sign the contract," Yin Mingtian said through gritted teeth.