Chapter 101. "I have no conditions, and neither does she..."
Even though He Yan had already guessed who the boss was, a hint of mockery still flashed in his eyes when he took the business card and clearly saw the name "Zhou Xian".
Sure enough, Zhou Xian was still the same Zhou Xian, no different from his previous life.
He held the gold-embossed business card in his hand, as if he had expected this to happen. Without shock or doubt, he calmly asked, "Where is he?"
The man stepped aside, and the door of the black sedan opened automatically. "Mr. He, please get in."
He Yan didn't even lift his eyelids. "I'll drive there myself. Give me the address."
The man hesitated.
After thinking for a few seconds, he nodded in agreement. He remembered that President Zhou had told him to be polite when discussing business with this Mr. He.
He Yan got into the car with a tense expression and started the engine.
He glanced at the time, picked up his phone, turned on the screen, and looked at their tightly clasped hands. His mood suddenly calmed down a lot. He leaned back in his chair, trying to sort out the complicated thoughts in his mind, the intertwining of his past and present lives.
The black sedan was the first to drive out of the parking lot.
A moment later, He Yan stepped on the gas and followed, the light from the central control screen reflecting on his cold and stern face.
It was nearly 11 p.m., and the traffic on the wide road had thinned considerably. While waiting for the long green light, he took a moment to send Wu Yuejiang a message: "Call me in two hours."
This is their secret code, which they've used for so many years as brothers.
Making a living in society isn't easy. When you encounter something you can't decide on, and the other person isn't around, you might send out a message like this.
Wu Yuejiang replied instantly: 【What's going on?】
He Yan glanced at it and continued to follow.
A moment later, Wu Yuejiang's message popped up again: [Okay]
The car stopped after half an hour. Led by a man in a suit, He Yan entered the climbing gym. It was pitch black outside, but brightly lit inside. The space was so spacious that echoes could be faintly heard. He stopped and looked up. Zhou Xian was climbing.
He Yan looked around, walked to the rest area and sat down, feeling as relaxed as if he were back home, and even had the leisure to open his email to check work emails.
Time slips away unnoticed.
Zhou Xian came down, unfastened his gear, casually took the towel handed to him by his assistant, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and tossed it aside.
His gaze fell casually on He Yan.
After taking a few sips of water, he walked over there, looking down at He Yan with an emotionless, arrogant gaze, as if he were looking at a piece of trash.
"We meet again," he said.
He Yan put away her phone, looked up at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Xian hummed in response and sat down next to him, but did not answer the question directly. He looked at the other people in the venue, waved casually, and signaled them to leave first. The one in the lead was Zhou Xian's assistant, who sensed that the atmosphere between them seemed tense and was conflicted for a moment, wondering whether to leave or not.
But soon, Zhou Xian's gaze swept over casually, and he immediately fell silent, quickly leading the others away.
Suddenly, only he and He Yan remained in the huge venue.
“You own two companies,” Zhou Xian said calmly. “One is in transportation, and the other is in trade. They have good prospects. It seems you’re preparing to set up a commodity trading platform, right? That’s a good approach.”
He Yan said calmly, "President Zhou is very well-informed."
"Having a good path doesn't guarantee success. In business, timing, location, and people are all indispensable. Mr. He, I can help you with your network and capital."
If possible, Zhou Xian would prefer to use some means to make this eyesore of a man disappear, but there's no need to make things too complicated.
Anything that can be solved with money isn't worth his effort.
He Yan twitched the corner of his lips.
In his past life, Zhou Xian had also tried to bribe Lin Baizhou in the same way, no wonder he later became furious. Perhaps in Zhou Xian's eyes, there was nothing that money couldn't buy; that was probably the first time in his life he had met his match.
"Thanks."
He Yan glanced at his watch and said calmly, "If President Zhou wants to discuss investment, we can schedule a time that is convenient for both of us to talk in detail."
Zhou Xian finally looked at him properly and sneered, "Why are you beating around the bush? Don't you know what I want?"
"What?" He Yan looked at him calmly.
"While I still have patience, you can think carefully about what conditions to ask for." Zhou Xian said calmly. "As long as you can come up with something, but the premise is," he raised his wrist and glanced at it, "after today, don't appear in front of her again. President He is a smart man and should know how to weigh the pros and cons.
In his previous life, He Yan only found the results, not the detailed process.
He suddenly became very curious about how Lin Baizhou had refused.
Zhou Xian probably understood later that just as he went to great lengths to force Wen Xue to stay by his side, Lin Baizhou thought the same way, and he does now.
Even if he and Wen Xue weren't in a relationship today, he would never let her leave his side for even a moment.
Thinking of this, he chuckled meaningfully.
Zhou Xian's expression changed slightly. "What are you laughing at?"
He Yan shook his head, his eyes icy cold, and said slowly, "It seems that President Zhou has no other choice but to use this method."
That's the truth.
No matter which lifetime she is in, Wen Xue will never like Zhou Xian.
She wouldn't even glance at anyone who only tried to force her.
He Yan stood up, this time looking down at Zhou Xian, "I have no conditions, and she is not a business deal. We can't talk about it, there's nothing to talk about."
After saying that, he looked away and walked out.
After taking a few steps, Zhou Xian's voice, which had plummeted to freezing point, came from behind: "You don't think you're in a position to negotiate with me, do you? While I'm still willing to play along with you, you'd better name your price. After today, I'll lose patience."
He Yan remained silent, gripping his phone tightly.
Many images flashed before my eyes.
When they first met, she went to the restroom, and her younger brother He Heng turned around and followed her back. In the noisy little restaurant, he said to her, "Brother, I really like her. I want to take care of her and be with her for the rest of my life."
In her past life, at a charity gala, her eyes welled up with tears. She forced a smile and even asked him if he needed any help.
When he first saw her after his rebirth, he saw her vulnerability and pain. He asked her if she wanted to come with him, and she nodded gently.
Whether it was her past life or her present life, she had already suffered enough. She lost her parents at a young age, lost her loving grandparents, and then lost He Heng. From now on, her life should have been smooth sailing. Why was she ruined by the person behind her?
He Yan's gaze instantly darkened.
Zhou Xian saw him stop, revealing a mocking expression, and indifferently scrutinized his back.
No one in this world dislikes money, unless you don't give enough.
He Yan turned around, took two steps closer to him with a calm expression, and the two faced each other in silence.
"How much do you want?" Zhou Xian smiled. "Just tell me."
Suddenly, He Yan swiftly punched him in the stomach with great force, so much so that Zhou Xian, who was tolerant of pain, bent over. He Yan's breathing was heavy, and he grabbed Zhou Xian's collar and slammed him against the wall. "I said, there's no room for negotiation."
Zhou Xian had fighting experience, and after realizing what was happening, he naturally wouldn't let him maintain the upper hand. He threw a punch without holding back, sneering repeatedly, "You think you're in charge?"
The rock climbing gym was almost completely silent, with each punch landing hard, punctuated only by the occasional muffled groan.
He Yan tilted his head, casually wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Panting, he forcefully gripped Zhou Xian's throat. At this moment, they seemed not to be human, but two trapped beasts who had lost their minds. If either of them had a sharp weapon, this place might turn into a crime scene.
"You investigated me, but I didn't investigate you?"
He Yan's breath was tinged with blood. He chuckled, his tone slow and deliberate. "If it were me, I wouldn't have let someone else do it. I would have done it myself. I wouldn't have let you and your brother have the same luck to live to this day." He paused, his eyes dark. "I would watch you breathe your last. If you don't believe me, just try."
Zhou Xian looked at him coldly, as if he had heard a joke, and burst into uncontrollable laughter. The taste of blood spread in his throat, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Fine, I'll wait. If you have the guts, kill me."
He Yan released him expressionlessly, flexed his wrist, and muttered in a low voice, as if talking to himself, "That day will come."
…
He Yan, barely holding on, walked out of the climbing gym.
Just as I got on the bus, my phone rang right on time; it was Wu Yuejiang calling.
He rolled down the car window, letting the early morning breeze in. After calming his breathing, he answered the phone, his tone as usual. He leaned forward slightly, took out a tissue, and wiped away the blood from his wound. "It's me. Don't worry, it's nothing."
Wu Yuejiang scratched his head on the other side: "What on earth happened?!"
"fine."
He Yan turned his head to look out the window, his expression somber. Before hanging up the phone, he said, "Old Wu, there may be a long period of turmoil ahead. If you trust me, we can get through this. If you're not confident, we can break up in a few days. I won't let you lose money. After this is over, we'll be the same as before."
He knew very well what the consequences of angering Zhou Xian would be.
If you get bitten by this mad dog, you'll be ruined because Zhou Xianzai is too soft-hearted.
If Zhou Xian hadn't repeatedly appeared in front of her, causing her to live in fear, and hadn't provoked her so much today, he wouldn't have wanted to take this step.
"What's the meaning?"
Wu Yuejiang said sternly, "Explain yourself clearly."
He Yan remained silent.
Wu Yuejiang was more patient than him, waiting silently.
After a while, He Yan recounted what had happened that night in a few words. Even though he tried to downplay the incident, Wu Yuejiang understood what had happened. After being taken aback, he suppressed his rising anger and his breath was hard to catch. A crisp, loud crash came from the other end of the line, as if something had been smashed.
Wu Yuejiang gritted his teeth and said, "Break up the partnership? You wish! We'll take the blame!"
One is his brother, and the other is his adopted sister. If he were to run away for such a small amount of money when the two of them are in such a predicament, then it would be a miracle if he ever made any money in his life.
He Yan chuckled to himself.
He leaned out the window and looked up at the night sky. Since his rebirth, he had already considered both good and bad outcomes, but one thing would never change. He was certain that, whether he won or lost, Wen Xue would never again live a life beyond her control like she had in her previous life. She would be free, she would be safe, and that was enough.
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