Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

The original owner's mother must have already noticed Su Yijie's problem. For a while, the atmosphere between her and her husband was very tense. The original owner asked her mother if they had quarreled. Her mother said that if Xingxing was not interested in the company or was not capable of taking over, she would entrust it to a professional manager.

The original owner was only 17 years old at the time and didn't think too much about it.

A day later, Su Yijie, who rarely goes to the company, came to find her in a fit of anger, but was stopped outside by the bodyguards and caused a scene for a while.

"Xingxing, you've disappointed your brother so much. You weren't like this before."

Through the bodyguard, Gu Xingran looked at him calmly: "If I were you, I should be racing against time to make a good impression at next week's shareholders' meeting, instead of putting on this useless sentiment in front of me."

"Star, look at me, I'm your older brother, the older brother I've grown up with since I was little."

"I'm glad we're not related by blood, but Dad isn't like that either. Are you like your biological mother?" The "dad" she's referring to now is her stepfather.

Su Yijie's face was contorted. The incident involving his biological mother had caused a great deal of trouble back then, and he suffered a great psychological shock as a child. It wasn't until his father took him away from his hometown and remarried with his stepmother that he slowly recovered in a stable environment.

His birth mother was a thorn in his heart, a source of shame.

"Gu Xingran!!!"

Gu Xingran didn't want to speak, so she just looked at him without any emotion, like she was looking at a clown.

She was exhausted, her mind was racing, and she had to make time for exercise every day. She really didn't have the time or energy to have this kind of meaningless conversation with him.

"I will never forgive you, never."

"Do as you please."

......

On Saturday evening, Gu Xingran, accompanied by her bodyguard, arrived at a members-only private restaurant. The restaurant was expensive, and as she was the only member, and being the junior, she naturally had to arrive first.

Half an hour later, Gu Xinghui arrived first with a gentle and refined middle-aged woman.

"sister!"

"Starlight".

"Sister, this is my second aunt, she's my great-grandfather's cousin."

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Gu Xingran."

Gu Minghua held her hand, his eyes full of nostalgia: "Ranran, you've grown so much. When you were born, I was the first person to take you from the nurse's arms."

"Aunt Minghua? My mother said that my birth was very sudden, and there was no one else at home. Are you the closest relative who lives here, or were you the one who waited for the tricycle to take her to the hospital?"

"Oh, you even knew that?"

"My mother said that you were so thin back then, and she didn't know where you got so much strength." Ever since she met Gu Xinghui, she would spend a few minutes every night before going to bed going through her memories of her biological father.

When Gu Mingjun arrived with several comrades and friends, he saw his sister and daughter chatting happily. His eyes welled up with tears. He was still in the army when his daughter was born, and he didn't see her until six months later. When she was a little over a year old, he divorced his ex-wife.

His daughter has never been by his side since he was a child, and he has never fulfilled any of his responsibilities as a father.

Gu Xingran stood up, her lips trembled slightly, and she whispered, "Dad."

"Hey, hey."

Gu Xingran's performance was somewhat acted, but Gu Mingjun's was absolutely genuine and heartfelt.

One of Gu Mingjun's old comrades gently patted his shoulder and spoke up to ease the tension: "Old Gu, hold it in, don't cry, it'll upset the child."

The rest of the dinner went much more smoothly, and Gu Mingjun formally introduced his daughter to his comrades.

"Hey Lao Gu, why are you still like this? When the photos of your little girl's one-month celebration were sent to the army, Lao Gu notified every flower and plant in the camp that he had a daughter."

"Envious, aren't you? You don't have any, you only have a stinky son." Gu Mingjun proudly raised his chin.

"I'll fight you to the death."

Men tend to become more sentimental when they talk about their youthful days.

When the dinner party ended, the door to the private room was open, and Zhao Dong passed by with several of the more senior minority shareholders.

"Xingran? Who is this?" Zhao Dong must have been drinking; his face was flushed, and he looked at a young girl and a group of middle-aged men with a mocking gaze.

"Uncle Zhao, what a coincidence! My dad, a few uncles, and I are here for dinner. Oh, my biological dad." Gu Xingran introduced with a smile. The dinner was arranged in advance.

Gu Mingjun taught her that an invisible deterrent is more stressful than a real confrontation. Gu Xingran found out that Zhao Dong had been meeting and dining with some suppliers and shareholders recently, so he asked his daughter to book a table at the same restaurant.

Before coming, he had already informed several of his comrades that today, in addition to seeing his daughter, he also needed to support her so that some people wouldn't think she was an orphan.

Zhao Dong's eyes cleared a bit: "Mayor Gu? Hello, I've heard so much about you."

"Who are you?"

"Oh, Mr. Xiang's business partner, and someone who watched Xingran grow up, I'm Zhao Dong."

"Oh, I've heard Xingran's mother mention you. You're capable and kind." Gu Mingjun grasped the outstretched hand.

Suddenly, another shareholder spoke up: "Secretary-General Yi? Secretary-General Yi from the province? Oh my, I've seen you on TV before. My son has already passed the exam and gotten a job in the provincial government."

The man pushed aside Zhao Dong in front of him and reached out his hand long ago, heading straight for the comrade-in-arms who had the best relationship with Gu Mingjun.

"Your son is very talented. Which department is he in?"

......

"Alright, Ranran has been very tired lately, let her go home and rest early. Are you all getting old? Why are you talking so much?" Gu Mingjun said deliberately.

"That's right, that's right. My sister has been really tired lately, and there are always people trying to bully her." Gu Xinghui immediately chimed in, glancing at Zhao Dong.

"It's okay, Dad." Gu Xingran yawned sensibly.

"Oh dear, the children are sleepy. It's all Uncle Yi's fault for talking too much. Let's go, let's go, let the children go home early."

Gu Xingran watched her uncles get into their cars and leave one by one. She glanced back at Zhao Dong and his group a few steps away and said to Gu Mingjun, "Dad, I'm staying at a hotel nearby. I had the front desk book a suite before I left today. You, Aunt, and Xinghui can come with me."

Gu Minghua spoke first: "I don't need to. I have a child at home, and I'm worried about not going back. It's not far from home, so you can take Dad and my brother there."

He patted Gu Xingran's head and got into the car that had come to pick her up.

In the hotel suite, Gu Mingjun was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night. He even woke his son up in the middle of the night to chat until Gu Xinghui was too sleepy to continue, so he pushed him out of his room and locked the door.

Gu Mingjun's city of work was not close to here, so he took a plane back early the next morning.

The shareholders' meeting was held as scheduled on Monday.

Su Yijie looked at her with a look that seemed to say, "You've betrayed me." Gu Xingran ignored him and distributed the Xingjie Group's future development plan that she had prepared.