Zhou Zhou drove for more than an hour on the ring road before arriving at his destination, a company. There were two security guards, one young and one old, standing straight at the entrance. Zhou Zhou found a place to park his car, put on a mask, and walked towards the company entrance.
To avoid the embarrassing situation of being stopped when he went to Xingtu, Zhou Zhou specifically communicated with the security guard in advance.
“I’m a friend of your boss, Mr. Wang,” Zhou Zhou said, stopping in front of the security guard who looked like the boss.
Upon hearing that the other person was the boss's guest, their face lit up with a smile. "President Zhou, please come in."
"Thank you." Even though the other person couldn't see her expression because of the mask, Zhou Zhou still responded politely. But as soon as she took a step, the security guard stretched out his arm to stop her.
Zhou Zhou: "?"
The head security guard glared at the junior security guard who dared to stop the boss's friend, then went over and grabbed his arm, apologizing to Zhou Zhou, "I'm sorry, my colleague is just a little too serious about his work." He then scolded, "What's wrong with you! This is the boss's friend!"
"I..." The security guard stared at Zhou Zhou with extremely complicated eyes, filled with unfathomable emotions, which surprised Zhou Zhou. He tilted his head and met the guard's gaze.
"What?! Are you crazy? Don't you want your job?!" The senior security guard whispered to the junior security guard, then turned back to Zhou Zhou apologetically and said, "Mr. Zhou, I'm so sorry, please go in. My colleague is usually very nice, but today is different."
Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "It's alright." But he couldn't help glancing at the dark-skinned security guard in front of him. His gaze inadvertently swept over the ID badge hanging around the guard's neck, and he paused slightly, blinking, and called out uncertainly, "Little Zhao?"
[Author's Note: Surely no one has forgotten about Xiao Zhao? See Chapter Sixteen for details~]
Chapter 72 Something's Wrong with You
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"Brother Zhou." Xiao Zhao called out in a wronged tone. He had an honest and simple appearance, which made Zhou Zhou feel a little guilty.
There's nothing he can do about it. Not only is his communication with the other party limited to the internet, but the person in real life also differs slightly from his memory; to be precise, the person has become much darker.
"How did you get so tanned?" Zhou Zhou tilted her head and smiled helplessly. "I really didn't recognize you."
"The doorway faces the sun, so it gets baked in the sun every day." Knowing that the other person wasn't pretending not to know him, Xiao Zhao's mood improved considerably, and he said casually, "It looks healthy this way. By the way, Brother Zhou, our boss is your friend."
"Yes, I need to talk to him about something." Zhou Zhou sized up the other person and asked, "How have you been lately?"
Normally, being asked this by a superior or friend would make any normal person extremely happy, and the security guard was frantically giving Xiao Zhao meaningful glances from the side.
This is a great opportunity to improve your treatment.
"That's great." Xiao Zhao smiled, revealing his white teeth, his tone relaxed and natural. "Although it's not as easy as when I was your assistant, Brother Zhou, this job is still very interesting."
With such an optimistic young person by his side, Zhou Zhou's melancholy caused by the original owner's past troubles dissipated considerably.
"Then you do your job well, I'm going in first." Zhou Zhou smiled at him and left. He could vaguely hear the security guard behind him complaining about Xiao Zhao, saying something about wasting a good opportunity.
Zhou Zhou shook his head and smiled wryly. After speaking to the receptionist, he was taken directly to Wang Kunxiang's office.
The office wasn't very big compared to Fu Hengzhi's, and it wasn't very tidy either. There were piles of documents scattered on the desk, showing how hasty Wang Kunxiang had left.
But even though they were urgent, they were all company documents, some of which might involve confidential information. Zhou Zhou sighed. He was the only one in the office. It could be said that the other party was either carefree or trusted him enough.
Zhou Zhou sat upright on the leather sofa and took out the photo he had brought from the original owner's house last night. Even though he was calm enough now, and even though it was the second time he had looked at it, a sense of worry still suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.
This feeling was so familiar. Zhou Zhou changed his posture, leaned back on the sofa, and held the photo above his head. The sunlight shone through the smiles of the three people in the photo.
He was so engrossed in his reading that he didn't even notice the office door being pushed open.
"Zhou, what are you looking at?"
The voice suddenly rang in his ears, startling Zhou Zhou so much that he almost tore the photo in half.
"Hahahaha." Wang Kunxiang stood up and stood behind Zhou Zhou, laughing loudly. "Look how scared you were."
Zhou Zhou was amused by his actions and jokingly scolded, "Aren't you childish?"
Wang Kunxiang didn't say anything. He walked around the sofa to the bathroom to wash his face. He had just come back from outside and was still wearing his suit jacket. He was covered in sweat. When he took off his jacket, the outline of his strong muscles was faintly visible under his white shirt. Zhou Zhou stared at him, not because she liked him, but simply because she was envious.
Wang Kunxiang turned around unintentionally and was startled by the other person's gaze. He crossed his arms and said in a terrified tone, "Zhou, what kind of perverted look is that? Let me tell you, we are brothers. Brothers shouldn't, at least not."
"Get lost," Zhou Zhou laughed. "I'm just envious. Your figure is what I've always dreamed of."
Wang Kunxiang loved hearing compliments about his physique. Hearing this, he arched his arms, his bulging biceps making his white shirt look like it was about to burst open, and said, "Of course, that's how a man should be."
Wang Kunxiang washed his face, draped a towel over his hand, and came out. He walked to the sofa and asked, "Zhou, what did you want to talk to me about?"
After saying that, he threw the towel onto the back of the sofa, where it barely draped over the sofa. Zhou Zhou was about to speak, but seeing how sloppy he looked, she couldn't help but pick up the towel, fold it neatly, and hand it back to him.
"Don't be so sloppy, your office is already pretty messy."
"Hey? You think I'm dirty?" Wang Kunxiang said with ill intent as he walked over, wiping his sweat on the other person while laughing, "Is that right? Is that right?"
He was too strong, and Zhou Zhou couldn't push him away. The two of them chased each other like elementary school kids.
"You're so annoying!" Zhou Zhou laughed as he dodged, but suddenly a thought flashed through his mind. He felt that the scene was very familiar, as if he had experienced it a long time ago. He froze on the spot, forgetting all about playing around.
She reached out to stop the other person and went straight to the point of her visit, saying, "Stop fooling around, I have something to tell you."
"What's up?" Wang Kunxiang was joking around with him and started sweating again. He picked up the towel he had just used and wiped his face with it. He was about to throw it away again, but he stopped himself. He went into the bathroom and came out again, putting one arm around the other's shoulder and grabbing his own coat that he had just casually taken off with the other hand as he walked out.
"I'm starving! Let's go eat first and chat while we eat."
As the two left the company, before exiting the company gate, Zhou Zhou, for her own selfish reasons, mentioned Xiao Zhao at the gate to Wang Kunxiang.
"This is my former assistant, Xiao Zhao, who happened to work for you." Before leaving, Zhou Zhou pointed to Xiao Zhao, who was standing straight at the door. Wang Kunxiang nodded thoughtfully, then hesitated to speak.
"Holy crap, Zhou, you got your driver's license?" Wang Kunxiang followed the other person to the parking lot and saw a new black BMW M series parked there. His expression changed immediately, and he even forgot what he was about to say.
Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "Get in the car, I'll give you a ride."
Zhou Zhou drove to the coordinates given by Wang Kunxiang and arrived at a restaurant that was said to have a good reputation. It was lunchtime and there were quite a few people, but at least there were still a few empty seats. Wang Kunxiang didn't care about whether there was a private room or not, and Zhou Zhou thought about it and felt it didn't matter either. The two chose a corner seat and ordered their food. After that, Zhou Zhou and Wang Kunxiang started talking about what had happened before.
"What kind of person were you before?" Wang Kunxiang asked, sipping the tea the waiter brought him, looking puzzled. "Why do you ask that?"
"Hmm...the novels I've been writing lately are all about the past, so I wanted to understand myself from other people's perspectives." Zhou Zhou wasn't telling the truth. The reason he asked this was actually because he doubted his relationship with the original owner of the body. What if, what if, the original owner of the body belonged to him in a parallel world?
Zhou Zhou tried to figure out the rules of the world in the book.
"Hey, what do you think I am?" Wang Kunxiang took a sip of water to moisten his throat, without even thinking, "Zhou, you are my best friend. You are honest, kind, compassionate, have a good lifestyle, and are filial to your parents."
Speaking of this, Wang Kunxiang thought deeper and gave an example, "Back in high school, you saw a pair of sneakers you liked, costing several thousand yuan. At the time, you would just overspend your allowance and grit your teeth to buy them. But you were different. Every time you passed that store after school, you would stand at the door and look at them. You would look and look until you finally decided to buy them. Just because it was Father's Day, you went in and bought a pair of sneakers for Uncle Zhou. Not to mention other times, your classmates would spend all the latest PSPs and cell phones, even though they didn't have as much allowance as you. But you, you would save your money and never spend it recklessly." Wang Kunxiang reminisced about the past, "Back then, my parents often told me to learn from you, saying that you had strong self-control and a good lifestyle."
"Is that so?" Zhou Zhou took a sip of tea, his expression solemn. The other person could remember everything that was said in the original owner's body if he wanted to, but he also had these memories.
In his real world, if you compare them carefully, the memories can even be 100% identical.
Wang Kunxiang was still talking to himself, but he had no mind to listen anymore. He was anxious to go back to the original owner's house and take another look, hoping to find the traces left behind by the other party.
He had a feeling that the truth was getting closer and closer to him.
"Excuse me, gentlemen." As the two men were busy with their own things, the waiter came over to interrupt them and said apologetically, "Because it is the lunch rush, there are obviously not enough seats. This is a table for four people. Could you please share a table with other guests?"
The waitress was very friendly, and the two men didn't mind sharing a table, so they both nodded in agreement. Wang Kunxiang even joked, "Could we find a girl to share a table with?"
The waiter smiled but didn't say anything. He waved his hand and said, "We've already discussed it with the two gentlemen here. Thank you for giving up your seat for the two ladies."
"This person is quite nice," Zhou Zhou and Wang Kunxiang heard this and followed the waiter's gaze, their expressions changing instantly.
"What a coincidence." Zhou Zhou thought that fate was really amazing. How long had it been since he had seen the other person? He smiled and said, "Mi Sheng, how long has it been since I saw you?"
The person sharing the table was Ye Misheng, who was wearing a khaki trench coat and had a good temperament. He smiled at Zhou Zhou and said, "I'm tied up with the company and have very little free time."
Zhou Zhou introduced Wang Kunxiang, who was sitting opposite him, to Wang Kunxiang: "Kunxiang, this is the second young master of the Ye family, the famous Ye Corporation."
"Um, yeah." Wang Kunxiang stammered without looking up, his reaction somewhat off.
Ye Misheng, as always, wore a charming smile and said nothing as he walked to the seat next to Wang Kunxiang to sit down.
Wang Kunxiang, who had been looking down, caught a glimpse of the khaki hem of his shirt out of the corner of his eye. His expression changed drastically, and he abruptly stood up, exclaiming in surprise, "Holy crap, what the hell are you doing sitting here?!"
[Author's note: Zhou Zhou: Something's not right with you.]
Wang Kunxiang: ......
Ye Misheng: [Smiling].jpg
Chapter 73 Does what we said last night still stand?
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Wang Kunxiang suddenly stood up, his startled appearance drawing the attention of those around him. Seeing this, he reluctantly sat back down. He was a large man, and sitting in the middle of the restaurant's sofa chair, Ye Misheng next to him could only sit on the edge.
Even so, Wang Kunxiang showed no intention of moving over. On the contrary, he kept waving his hand at Ye Misheng and said in a low voice, "There are so many people around, why do you have to sit over here?"
"Because I'm familiar with you guys." Ye Misheng smiled, a slight upturn to her lips.
Something about what he said was wrong, and it instantly ignited Wang Kunxiang's anger: "Who said I'm familiar with you!"
As he spoke, he moved his body closer to Ye Misheng, his taunting intent obvious, as if determined to squeeze the other out of his seat.
With such a big guy coming over, Ye Misheng wasn't in a hurry. He just smiled at him and said softly, "You can sit on my lap now."
The sound was only audible to the two of them. Zhou Zhou on the other side didn't know what the other person said, and then saw Wang Kunxiang dodge away as if he had been electrocuted, moving a large distance in the opposite direction.
"..." If Zhou Zhou still couldn't tell that the two knew each other, then he would have wasted his eyes. Facing Wang Kunxiang's pleading look, he coughed twice and then asked Ye Misheng, "Misheng, would you like to sit over here with me?"
"No, Brother Zhou, I'm fine sitting here." Ye Misheng remained calm throughout, a stark contrast to Wang Kunxiang, who was quick to explode.
Zhou Zhou clearly saw Wang Kunxiang lower his head and mouth the word 'cao' silently.
"..." Zhou Zhou didn't consider herself a gossipy person, but under normal circumstances, anyone would be curious in this situation. "You two... know each other? Do you have some kind of grudge?"
As soon as she spoke, Zhou Zhou saw Wang Kunxiang stiffen. Without uttering a sound, Ye Misheng remained calm and elegant, poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Well, we're acquainted, I guess. Just a few days ago... um!"
A sudden pain shot through Ye Misheng's calf. He frowned and looked to his side. Wang Kunxiang was staring at him menacingly. To be honest, with his physique, he was quite intimidating.
Seeing his expression change, Ye Misheng wasn't angry and didn't continue talking. She smiled and lowered her head to drink water.
The atmosphere between the two was too strange; Zhou Zhou felt as if several large characters were hanging over Wang Kunxiang's head.
This is a classic case of hiding something.
Something's not right between you two.
Wang Kunxiang was unwilling to talk about it, Ye Misheng didn't mention it, and Zhou Zhou didn't feel comfortable asking any further questions.
With outsiders present, Zhou Zhou and Wang Kunxiang stopped talking about the past and picked other topics to discuss. However, it was mostly Ye Misheng and Zhou Zhou who were talking, with Wang Kunxiang occasionally stammering. This was a far cry from their behavior when the two were alone together. During the meal, the three of them barely spoke to each other.
"I'm done eating. I have some things to take care of at the company, so I'll be going now." Ye Misheng said goodbye to Zhou Zhou with a smile as she left, but when she looked at Wang Kunxiang, the other man was staring intently at the bowl in front of him.
Seeing his indifferent attitude, Ye Mi shrugged and said ambiguously, "So you're just pretending you don't know me?"
"Get out of here." Upon hearing this, Wang Kunxiang's expression changed, and he shouted at Ye Misheng as if a large dog was about to bite someone.
Seeing that the other party had paid attention to him, Ye Misheng smiled and waved goodbye before leaving.