Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Five minutes later, the other party accepted the friend request and sent three words directly.

[He Ziyu?]

【Um. 】

Has the sun risen in the west?

I need to talk to you.

Without much small talk, He Ziyu got straight to the point.

Are you free tonight? I'd like to meet up with you and talk about Lan Yuan.

After the message was sent, the other end remained silent, but the message "Typing..." kept appearing above their head. After about half a minute, they finally replied: [Time and Address?]

He Ziyu raised the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, he's someone who knows what's good for him.

[8 PM, coffee shop on the first floor of the He Group building.]

This time, the other side replied with an "OK" emoji.

He put down his phone and gently pinched the bridge of his nose.

As the saying goes, "I will not offend others unless they offend me."

If Lan Yuan doesn't provoke him again in this life, he might let that guy go and let him fend for himself.

Unfortunately, old habits die hard.

……

After replying to the emails, He Lianghan closed his laptop and called his assistant to his office.

The assistant was a young man in his early twenties, not yet thirty, named Qin Yun. He seemed honest and reliable, with no ulterior motives.

He Ziyu was already here when he first came to the company a few years ago. It seems he was recruited as a recent graduate. So many years have passed and he is still here. In fact, he has become his father's right-hand man.

"Xiao Qin, your task this afternoon is to show A Yu around the company and familiarize him with the operation of each department. If A Yu doesn't understand anything, patiently explain it to him."

"Yes, Mr. He."

Qin Yun nodded and led He Ziyu out of the office.

"This is the top floor. Shall I show Young Master He around first, and then we'll head down?"

"Either is fine," He Ziyu said. "Assistant Qin can handle this small matter."

"Okay." Qin Yun smiled slightly, revealing two faint dimples at the corners of her lips.

Seeing those familiar faces, He Ziyu couldn't help but sigh at how quickly time flies.

When he first met Qin Yun, he was a mischievous little kid who hid in a corner and drove his toy cars around the company.

Qin Yun was a fresh graduate and quite inexperienced at the time. Under her father's orders, she chased toy cars all over the company, panting and blushing from exhaustion.

Finally catching up with the car, Qin Yun plopped down on the ground, catching his breath and grinning foolishly, his lips showing the same two dimples as they did now.

I never imagined that so many years would have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Assistant Qin has been with the company for many years, hasn't she?"

"Yes, I came here right after graduation. Young Master He visited the company back then, and we met there," Qin Yun said with a smile.

"I remember you," He Ziyu said. "You even chased my remote-controlled car."

Qin Yun paused for a second upon hearing this, then burst out laughing.

"So Young Master He still remembers?"

"Of course," He Ziyu laughed, "Back then, I was hiding in a corner watching you chase after it and I was thinking, how could someone be so persistent? If it were me, I would have given up long ago."

"I'm just an assistant. My job is to complete the tasks assigned by my superiors."

As they chatted and laughed, the two arrived at the top-floor work area.

"This is the company's Corporate Management Department, a comprehensive support department that integrates the Human Resources and Administration departments..."

"This is the contract archive area. All paper documents from the company's inception to the present can be found here..."

"This is the break room; there's one on each floor, where employees can rest or discuss work-related matters that aren't strictly private..."

Qin Yun led him down the building, floor by floor, stopping to patiently explain each important area they passed.

He Ziyu was also busy, taking photos with his phone to make notes and trying to form the structural system of the entire company in his mind.

He knew all too well the effort required to become a qualified successor.

In his previous life, He Ningqiu used underhanded means to gain control of the group.

In this life, he wants to show He Ningqiu that some things can be accomplished even without resorting to crooked methods.

……

The afternoon passed in the blink of an eye.

As the sun was about to set, He Lianghan received another social engagement.

"The CBO of Lingguang Group, Mr. Shang, is unexpectedly returning to China today and would like to invite you to dinner." Qin Yun placed the work schedule on He Lianghan's desk. "I'm currently free tonight, what do you think..."

In a large company like the Ho family, even on Sundays, the company's senior management is still busy, not to mention the chairman.

He Lianghan frowned and asked, "It's rare for Ayu to come today, can't we ask him to reschedule for another day?"

Qin Yun shook his head with some difficulty, "President Shang has to catch a flight to leave early tomorrow morning, so he is only free tonight."

Upon hearing this, He Ziyu quickly replied, "Dad, you go ahead and do your work. I have an appointment tonight, so I can take care of dinner myself."

"You made an appointment?" He Lianghan raised an eyebrow. "Who is it?"

"A friend from the student union, whom you don't know," He Ziyu said. "I've been busy with my studies and studio lately, so I don't have much time. That's why I'm thinking of quitting the student union. The person I've arranged to come and take over my work is someone I need to explain the job responsibilities to."

"Oh, I see."

He Ziyu nodded, got up, went around behind He Lianghan, and massaged his shoulders.

"We see each other every day, but our partners are different. You can just focus on your work and I'll report back to you on what I learned today when I get home tonight."

Seeing that He Ziyu was so obedient and sensible, He Lianghan felt very gratified. After glancing at the time on his wrist, he said to Qin Yun, "Go and book a restaurant, one with a nice ambiance, preferably the kind with an antique feel, which President Shang likes."

"Okay, no problem."

Qin Yun nodded slightly, then turned and left.

……

Five minutes before eight o'clock, He Ziyu took the elevator to the coffee shop on the first floor.

From afar, you could see a big, clumsy guy standing at the door, looking around as if searching for something.

"Liu Wen!"

He Ziyu called out, and the big, clumsy guy immediately turned around to look at him.

"Not bad, pretty punctual. I thought you'd be leaving me waiting for at least half an hour." Liu Wen put his hands in his pockets and looked He Ziyu up and down. "Did you inherit the family business ahead of schedule? You look quite the part in your suit."

He Ziyu ignored him and walked straight into the coffee shop.

Liu Wen rolled his eyes and quickly followed.

After the two were seated, He Ziyu called the waiter and ordered two coffees, then asked Liu Wen across from him, "Do you know why I called you here today?"

Liu Wen thought for a moment and said, "You're not trying to brag to me that your company is bigger than Lan Yuan's, are you?"

He Ziyu: "..."

The big, clumsy guy's thought process is indeed different from ordinary people.

"Just tell me what happened," Liu Wen said, crossing his arms. "If you want me to put in a good word for you with Lan Yuan, forget it. I don't get along with him right now, you should be able to tell."

Ever since Liu Wen secured a place on the basketball team, his relationship with Lan Yuan has deteriorated. Before, they still cared about saving face to some extent, but after they received their final exam results and found that they weren't in the same class, they simply stopped bothering with appearances and rarely spoke to each other like strangers, even when they passed each other by.

He Ziyu tapped the table lightly with his fingertips.

A moment later, he pulled a voice recorder out of his pocket.

"What's going on?" Liu Wen raised an eyebrow. "Are they trying to make me a spy?"

He Ziyu smiled slightly, and instead of answering, asked, "Interested?"

"Then you need to explain exactly how you're going to do it," Liu Wen said. "And I also need to see if it will benefit me."

"There are definitely benefits." He Ziyu placed the recorder on the table. "Don't you and Lan Yuan not get along? This is a perfect opportunity to drag him down with you."

"That's it?" Liu Wen laughed. "Lan Yuan is already a laughing stock among the classmates after you beat him up. He's probably just sitting underwater now. Do you think I need to pull him out?"

He Ziyu: "What if I told you that if you helped me, Lan Yuan would not only be in an even worse situation, but you would also receive a reward?"

Upon hearing that there was a reward, Liu Wen's eyes lit up instantly.

Having followed Lan Yuan around like a little follower for so long, there were two things that bothered him the most.

One is that Lan Yuan plays better than him.

One is that Lan is much richer than him.

He doesn't care about being handsome; men don't need to rely on their looks to make a living.

In short, under the accumulated pressure, Liu Wen unknowingly became a person who was obsessed with football and greedy for money.

As long as the money is right, there's nothing he can't do.

"As for the amount of the payment, here's what I'll give you, is that okay?" He Ziyu said, holding up five fingers.

Liu Wen swallowed hard. "Five hundred? Five hundred might be..."

He Ziyu: "Five thousand."

Liu Wen: "Deal!"

For Liu Wen, who is still a student, five thousand yuan is no small sum. How could he not cherish such a windfall opportunity?

"What I asked you to do is actually very simple."

"Take this recording pen to Lan Yuan and try to get him to say things that slander me, the more offensive the better."

Liu Wen: "And then?"

He Ziyu: "That's all."

Liu Wen: "???"

Seeing Liu Wen's surprised expression, He Ziyu laughed and said, "Back when you and Lan Yuan were still friends, he must have scolded me quite a bit, right? Do you think this job is easy?"

"to be honest……"

"It's really not difficult."

In Lan Yuan's eyes, He Ziyu was nothing at all; it was hard to hear anything good about him, but it was all too easy to hear bad things about him.

"Why would you make me do something so simple, and pay me so much? Is this some kind of scam?"

"If you're scared, you can refuse." He Ziyu had an innocent smile on his face. "Anyway, you said it yourself, this job isn't difficult, anyone else could do it."

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that." Liu Wen hurriedly stuffed the recorder into his pocket. "It's just some slanderous talk about you. Don't worry, I'll make sure it's done perfectly."

"Three days," He Ziyu held up three fingers, "I'm only giving you three days."

"Three days? Isn't that a bit too short? Given our relationship right now..." Liu Wen wanted to say something, but when he met He Ziyu's cold gaze, he quickly changed his words, "Okay, okay, three days it is. We'll settle the payment and deliver the goods after it's done."