Chapter 3 It’s a pity that I slept so well but didn’t die from sleep.

[Host, will he agree? ]

This system's curiosity was even stronger than Wen Xun's. Bian Ling casually joked, "Why are you still worried about this? That's right, he can be your future host."

Why is this host so aggressive? He must have been reincarnated after eating explosives.

[Host, you are actually quite good. Don't underestimate yourself.]

"Don't bother, I don't buy it."

Bian Ling stood in the dim and narrow rental house. The windows were pitifully small. The neon lights outside were bright and vivid, but it was so dark and damp in here. "I lived better than this in the end times."

The system is broken:

[Then you can return to the Shen family, which is magnificent and splendid.]

Bian Ling did not comment. He found the bathroom and took a shower. Then he felt an indescribable hunger. Food was scarce in the apocalypse. Most of the original ingredients were only supplied to people with special abilities. Ordinary people could only drink tasteless nutritional supplements. They could give them a certain sense of fullness and avoid consuming too much radioactive substances, but there was no pleasure in eating.

Come to think of it, the last time I ate food seemed to be more than ten years ago.

Bian Ling looked at the simple ingredients in the refrigerator with a little curiosity, and then identified them carefully. There were a few wilted tomatoes bought on sale, half a box of cheap large eggs, and half a bag of noodles. There were not many things, but he couldn't cook.

[Host, you can order takeout, I can teach you. ]

"I thought you were going to teach me how to cook noodles."

[……]It’s Tiangang’s turn.

The original owner had a cheap smartphone that he had used for more than four years. It was now severely lagging and had run out of battery when he was watching the sunset at the edge of the mountain. Now when he charged it, WeChat messages popped up frantically and the phone froze instantly.

【Host, I will help you restart. 】

While fiddling with his phone, Bian Ling had already eaten the wilted tomatoes. They tasted good, at least better than the nutrient solution. "Are you replying to the message above?"

[…It says above, host, if you don’t reply to the message, you will be fired.]

"Then fire him."

[But if you are fired, you will have no income, no money to eat, and you will have to sleep on the street.]

"It just so happens that starving to death is not bad."

【……】

After the original owner Bian Ling lost his place in the postgraduate study, he could only graduate and look for a job directly. However, the golden period for finding a job had passed by that time. In order to stay in Beijing, he had no choice but to find a random job as a transition.

His original plan was to work while preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. Once he passed, he would try to stay on as a teacher at the university, thus resolving his household registration issue. After all, he had already transferred his household registration to the university when he went to college. If he couldn't settle down in Beijing or find an affiliated employer within two years, he would have to move back to his hometown, something the original owner, Bian Ling, absolutely didn't want to see.

The emergence of the wealthy Shen family also gave the original owner another way to stay in Beijing, but just today, Bian Ling blocked this way again.

Listening to the system's incessant broadcasting, Bian Ling fell asleep on the bed without knowing when.

System: ...It’s good to be young, you can fall asleep as soon as you lie down.

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"What did you say? That's impossible. You didn't drive him away for Xi'an, did you?" Shen Jianghai's face turned pale. "Didn't I tell you, since you know about this, bring him back? If anyone knows he's out there, what will they think of our Shen family?"

"You don't believe me?" Sui Ya said angrily. "Didn't you see how arrogant he was? He said he wanted to kill Xi'an right away. Do you really expect me to agree to that? He even pushed Xi'an to the point of slitting his wrists right on the spot, and he even mocked and ridiculed him. The servants saw it all. Is it worth it for me to lie like that?"

Who would have thought that her most beloved youngest son, Chen Xi'an, was not her biological child? If one had to say who found it the hardest to accept, it would have to be her as a mother: "Bian Ling is my biological son after all, why should I drive him away!" Even if she didn't like the other party's petty-mindedness, there was no need to give him a cold shoulder on the first day she returned home.

Shen Jianghai frowned upon hearing this. He was used to being the boss, so even when he bowed his head, his words only softened slightly. "So, how come this kid is completely different from what was described in the investigation report? Or did he harbor resentment towards us after learning his identity?"

"Who knows? I spoke to him in a gentle tone, but he pretended not to hear me. He looked at me like I was his enemy. Husband, I can't teach him a lesson. You should ask the eldest brother to come forward."

The Shen family is indeed well-known in Beijing. The old man of the Shen family, Shen Mingguang, made his fortune by selling shampoo in his early years. Later, he gradually built the daily chemical giant Rongshan Group. As the eldest son, Shen Jianghai naturally took over the company and managed it well.

Rongshan Group is a family business, and all the Shen family members work in the group. Only Sui Ya and Shen Xi'an, who had just finished filming a new drama, were free. That's why Shen Jianghai entrusted the task of welcoming Bian Ling back to them. Who knew they couldn't even handle such a small matter? "Okay, I'll let Yuchuan take care of it. You and Xi'an can go abroad for two days."

Shen Yuchuan is their eldest son, who is already 33 years old this year. As the general manager of the group, he is on a business trip abroad this week, but he will be back tomorrow and should have time to deal with this matter.

So when Shen Yuchuan came back the next day, he found out that his biological brother was actually someone else!

"Dad, why didn't you inform me earlier about such an important matter?" Shen Yuchuan couldn't believe his ears. This was something a father could do?!

"If I had informed you earlier, would you have abandoned everyone and returned home? Do you think this company is a joke?"

This wasn't the first time Shen Yuchuan had quarreled with his biological father. In fact, the two of them had very different values. If they weren't related by blood, they would have turned against each other countless times. "If you don't take me seriously, why bother bringing me back?"

“Chen Yuchuan, he is your biological brother!”

"You also know that he is my biological brother, and he is also your biological son!" Shen Yuchuan rubbed his eyebrows, "How are you going to arrange for him after you bring him back?"

Shen Jianghai spoke as a matter of course: "It doesn't matter what. He won't compete with you for the group. You can teach him some rules, quit his job, and find him a class in the group."

As expected, this was his father's style. Shen Yuchuan began to have a headache: "What about Xi'an?"

"Your mother favors Xi'an, so your mother will naturally take care of Xi'an, and it won't affect you and Shu Jing's affairs." Shen Shujing is Shen Jianghai's only daughter, and she is currently studying jewelry design abroad.

Shen Yuchuan and his biological father had a quarrel and parted ways unhappily, but he had to think about how to bring the person back. However, first he had to meet with the person and ask about the other party's wishes and ideas.

On the other side, Wen Xun, after tossing and turning all night, finally got the biographical information of Bian Ling. How to put it, it's hard to describe.

Because it was less than a day, there was not much information available. In addition, Bian Ling came from a mountain in the southwest that even the National Poverty Alleviation Office had not developed, so most of the information was after he came to Beijing, and the information was also very simple. After Bian Ling entered the School of Life Sciences of Ningbo University, he either worked part-time or studied hard every day. After he finally succeeded in postgraduate study with the first place in his major, he was replaced by someone with connections and had to start working early.

The employment prospects for bioengineering majors are very narrow, and coupled with the fact that he missed the golden period for fresh graduates to find jobs, Bian Ling now works as a promotion specialist in an advertising company specializing in promoting medical devices.

Premier Wen: ...It can be considered a professional match.

Looking further down, it seems that Bian Ling, the promotion specialist, will not be able to work for long. After all, the promotion plan he worked so hard to come up with was snatched away by someone else, and his performance did not meet the standards. It will probably be difficult for him to be converted to a regular employee after the internship period.

However, Wen Xun's curiosity yesterday was satisfied: "He is actually Shen Yuchuan's biological brother? Real or fake young master?" What a fashionable character setting.

"Yes, Mr. Wen. Yesterday was supposed to be the day he was admitted to the Shen family, but for some reason, he left the Shen family alone again."

No wonder he appeared on the mountain road in the wealthy area yesterday: "How come Shen Yuchuan didn't chase him out?"

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Shen was abroad yesterday."

Wen Xun was surprised: "He doesn't know?" Although he was not very familiar with Shen Yuchuan, he heard from friends that the eldest son of the Shen family was a good person.

"Yes, Mr. Wen."

...What an outrageous family! Wen Xun began to reflect. Why had he been so moved by someone's words last night? Was it because the neon lights were so dazzling that they dazzled him? That couldn't be right. He was an investor after all. He could remain calm even when the projects he boasted about were so extravagant.

Those who were exiled to Lingnan were indeed poisonous.

After reading the information, Wen Xun should have been calm and put this stranger behind him. But after thinking for a long time, he was still upset. He read the information over and over again and made a decision.

Forget it, just consider it as doing good deeds before dying. Life in "exile to Lingnan" was too hard. I finally returned to Beijing. Since I met him by chance, I might as well help him.

Bian Ling slept until the next afternoon. In fact, if no one had knocked on the door frantically, he would have chosen to sleep until he died.

[Host, you finally woke up! ]

He was saying, why do I keep hearing someone calling me in my sleep? It turns out there was really someone knocking on the door.

"What a pity, I didn't sleep soundly." Bian Ling put on his glasses, walked out and opened the door, and was met with four pairs of eyes. He didn't recognize three of them, so he chose to ignore them directly: "Mr. Wen, we meet again."

After Bian Ling finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, and then he fell directly on the iron gate next to him with a bang. If someone hadn't been quick to help him, he might have suffered secondary trauma.

"Bian Ling, what's wrong with you!"

Shen Yuchuan caught the person and found that he was lighter than he had imagined and harder to handle than he had imagined. He was also too thin. He rushed him to the nearest hospital for a check-up and found out that he had fainted from low blood sugar and hunger.

After the IV drip was started, Shen Yuchuan looked at Wen Xun: "Boss Wen, do you know Bian Ling?"

"Yeah, I just met him yesterday." Wen Xun finished speaking, and couldn't help but add, "I found him on the way down the mountain from your old house. If it weren't for me, he would have walked down the mountain for two hours, and he might have fainted from hunger on the way yesterday."

"What?" How could Mom be so unreliable? Wasn't she always so meticulous with Xi'an? How could she be so negligent towards her own son?

Wen Xun pretended to be confused even though he knew the truth: "Why are you so surprised, Mr. Shen? Who are you to him?"

"Yes, I am also curious about this question. I don't know you. Why did you come to my house to find me?" At some point, Bian Ling on the bed had woken up. Because he was not wearing glasses, the sharpness in his eyes was revealed without reservation, without any of the friendliness and easiness shown in the investigation materials.

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