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When Zhou Shijin arrived at the group with Zhou Shian, he looked at this place that was both familiar and unfamiliar, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

This 81-story building, located in the most bustling area of ​​Kyoto, is the headquarters of the Zhou Group.

In his past life, he was blinded and kept causing trouble.

It's because in his eyes, this building is not only a symbol of money, but also a symbol of power, something that men crave most in their hearts.

Now that he has been given a second chance at life, he no longer harbors those thoughts.

As the saying goes, different people do different things.

With his brains, even if he were to take charge of the group, there would only be two possible outcomes—the group's demise, or his own demise!

Zhou Shijin felt that his mind was clearer than ever before.

He had only one thought: to cling to his elder brother's coattails and live his life to the fullest.

"Good morning, Mr. President!"

"Good morning, Mr. President!"

......

Some passing employees greeted Zhou Shi'an warmly upon seeing him.

Zhou Shi'an nodded in response and gave everyone a gentle smile.

Zhou Shijin's state of mind was different now, and he instantly noticed something unusual.

That is, in everyone's eyes, there is no fear or fawning from employees in front of their boss, but a heartfelt respect.

He asked himself honestly, and he knew he absolutely could not do that.

As expected of the eldest brother, the minds of scholars are truly remarkable. I deserve to have died a worthy death in my past life.

With mixed feelings, Zhou Shijin followed Zhou Shian in the elevator to the president's office.

The office is about 20 square meters, and the decoration is not luxurious, but rather quite conventional.

Coming to his senses, Zhou Shijin darted out and went behind his desk, wiping away non-existent dust from the chair with his sleeve.

Only then did he reveal a fawning smile: "Brother, please have a seat!"

A hint of helplessness flashed in Zhou Shi'an's eyes, but he still walked over and sat down.

"Brother, would you like something to drink? I'll go get you something."

"Go play somewhere else!"

"Okay!" Zhou Shijin responded and hurriedly sat down on the sofa next to him.

He took out his phone, crossed his legs, and started scrolling through short videos.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter!"

Upon hearing Zhou Shi'an's instructions, the door was slowly pushed open.

The next moment, a woman in her thirties, dressed in business attire and with a very ordinary appearance, walked into the office.

Upon seeing Zhou Shijin on the sofa, the visitor was somewhat surprised but did not say anything.

Instead, he respectfully placed the documents on the desk: "President, there are several important contracts here that require your personal signature."

"Okay!" Zhou Shi'an nodded and opened the document to carefully read through it.

A few minutes later, he finally signed his name on the document.

"President, there are two more things I need to report to you." The secretary looked hesitant.

Seeing this, Zhou Shijin wisely put down his phone.

"Big brother, should I avoid this area?"

Zhou Shi'an didn't even raise his head, and said calmly, "Speak."

Upon hearing this, Secretary Lin hurriedly said, "This morning, someone spread rumors and posted a message."

"They said, they said..." The sentence stopped abruptly.

The secretary glanced cautiously at her boss before continuing:

"They said that you, President, are not a biological descendant of the Zhou family, and that the Zhou family has already found the real young master."

The post has been widely shared, which has had some impact on the group's stock price.

Since I haven't received your instructions, I haven't taken any public relations action yet. What are your instructions, Mr. President?

Zhou Shi'an put down his pen and glanced calmly at his secretary.

"You did a great job, don't pay attention to what's going on online."

Then, he added very seriously, "That's not a rumor."

Zhou Shi'an's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Secretary Lin's mind.

Is what's circulating online actually true?

How is this possible?

Wait a minute, that handsome man just now called the president "Big Brother".

Could it be that he is the real young master of the Zhou family?

In that instant, Secretary Lin felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her heart.

Three years ago, she was personally recruited into the group by Zhou Shi'an.

At that time, Zhou Shi'an was still in school, but he had already begun to take over some of the group's affairs.

She witnessed firsthand the other party's keen business acumen and ruthless, iron-fisted methods.

With a CEO like that, she felt her future was bright.

But now, all of that is gone.

If the real young master returns, can Zhou Shi'an still hold the position of president? And what should he do?

Secretary Lin's first thought was about her own situation, rather than the rise and fall of the group or Zhou Shi'an's fate.

It wasn't that she was cold-blooded, but rather that, living in such a fast-paced and difficult metropolis, she understood this better than anyone else.

Just how difficult is it to survive—even though she is a woman!

At this moment, a look of doubt appeared on Zhou Shijin's face.

He couldn't understand why his older brother could always be so calm.

Whether in the past life or this one, when the incident of the real and fake young masters was exposed, the other party remained calm, as if they were an outsider.

Forget it, I can't figure it out. With my IQ, I simply can't understand it!

"Secretary Lin, what's the second thing?"

Zhou Shijin's voice interrupted the thoughts of the two people in the room.

Secretary Lin, regaining her senses, seemed to realize something, and her expression immediately changed.

"President, all the shareholders arrived at the group early this morning."

While most people remained cautious, Chairman Wang and Chairman Liu reacted very strongly.

The two have summoned all the shareholders to the conference room and are currently discussing removing you from your position as president.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shijinteng immediately stood up.

"What the hell? Which bastard dares to go against my big brother? I'll plant him in the ground and make him look like a ginseng!"

Secretary Lin glanced at him in surprise, then looked at her own CEO, her heart filled with turmoil.

Shouldn't the real and fake young masters be locked in a life-or-death struggle?

This is a little different from what I imagined.

Zhou Shi'an nodded calmly: "Okay, I understand."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked to the safe next to him.

After entering his fingerprint to unlock the app, he glanced at it casually and then took out two documents.

"Print out dozens of copies of what's inside and send them to the conference room later."

Seeing that her boss remained as calm as a mountain, Secretary Lin felt much calmer.

"Yes, Mr. President!"

She picked up the documents on the table and left in a hurry.

Once the secretary had disappeared from sight, a sharp glint flashed in Zhou Shijin's eyes:

"Brother, who are these Chairman Liu and Chairman Wang? I'll chop their heads off in a minute!"

Zhou Shi'an glanced at him, his expression turning serious.

"You must remember that you are now the heir of the Zhou family, and you are entitled to have your own personality and temperament."

However, in public, you should learn to hide your emotions.

Otherwise, it will become a fatal weakness that others can use to attack you.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shijin quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"Big brother, I know I was wrong. I promise I won't do anything reckless again!"

Zhou Shi'an extended his right hand and gently patted his shoulder.

"Shouting about fighting and killing is the behavior of petty thugs."

As an heir to a wealthy family, he wouldn't easily make enemies for his clan; he would either not act at all, or if he did, it would be a fatal blow.

"Hiss~~"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Shijin involuntarily gasped.

I almost forgot that my older brother is the real ruthless one!