Uncle Hua was the guard who escorted Old Chen to the Fang family. From him, we learned that Qian Wenjie was actually Old Chen's grandson.
Compared to her shock, Qian Wenjie was even more heartbroken. How could the old man be so fond of a country girl?
"Young Master, what did you just say?" Uncle Hua asked Qian Wenjie with a smile.
Qian Wenjie, about to say "kill me," turned into a whisper as soft as a mosquito's buzz: "N-nothing."
Uncle Hua told the two children to get along well before leaving.
As soon as he left, Qian Wenjie's eyes turned fierce, and he said aggressively to Lu Siqiao, "You brat, don't think that just because my grandfather values you, I won't dare to touch you. In the capital, I've never been afraid of anyone."
"Hehe, so you're Old Chen's grandson. No wonder I feel a connection with you." Lu Siqiao changed her tune, reaching out to press down on his arm. Before he could react, she put his dislocated arm back in place.
"Ah, murder! Huh, my hand—" Qian Wenjie shook his arm, and it was healed.
He immediately moved far away, looking fearful, and asked, "Are you a martial arts expert?"
Lu Siqiao smiled and said, "I just do it a lot, so I learned it on my own."
Upon hearing this, Qian Wenjie's face twitched.
So this kid has a history of fighting since he was a child.
"We're even now." Lu Siqiao stood up, ready to leave.
Qian Wenjie called out to her, his expression complicated: "Hey, are you really not going to save Dingding?"
This kid is completely head over heels in love; he's really burning with passion.
"Qian Wenjie, let go. Fang Dingding doesn't like you. From beginning to end, she's just using you." She said calmly, "She values her life so much, she's stronger than you think. You should stop worrying about her."
Seeing that she was unmoved by his words, Qian Wenjie said coldly, "She doesn't love me, but that doesn't stop me from loving her. I will make a lot of money and hire the best experts to save her life."
Upon hearing that he wanted to make money, Lu Siqiao had a sudden inspiration and leaned closer, saying, "Young Master Qian, do you want to make money? I have a good way."
Qian Wenjie scoffed: "How old are you? What money are you trying to make? You should focus on your studies."
“I’m helping you. You have power, I have connections, let’s work together to make big money.” Lu Siqiao said relentlessly, “Instead of being Fang Dingding’s lapdog and being looked down upon by her, it’s better to make her look at you with new respect.”
Her words struck a chord with him.
He was incredibly successful, but it was all thanks to the Qian family's influence. Without the Qian family, he was nothing.
"What kind of business do you do? Tell me." He thought for a moment, then sat down by the roadside and said indifferently.
Lu Siqiao told him about her idea of opening a psychological counseling center.
Qian Wenjie said disdainfully, "These days, people are struggling to even eat. Who would spend money on psychological counseling? You're such a spendthrift woman, throwing away 100,000 yuan."
"Not at all. Psychological counseling is a relatively niche field right now, but it's just starting to gain popularity. Besides, Mr. Qian, you don't lack money; what you lack is the halo to crown you. If we're going to do something, we should do it for free, as a public service activity," Lu Siqiao persuaded patiently. "I'll pay for it. As for you, you'll mainly represent the company at important meetings and act as its general manager."
Is there really such a good thing?
Qian Wenjie hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then what are you after? How many people are in the company?"
“Currently, there are only three people in the company: you, me, and a girl. She will obtain a psychologist's license and will sincerely invite ambitious individuals to join us.” Lu Siqiao’s eyes flashed with a sly smile. “Don’t underestimate this company just because it’s still in its early stages. Once it’s established, it will bring you endless prestige. Think about it: Young Master Qian is dedicated to public welfare, providing free assistance to people suffering from depression. You can also organize volunteer science popularization activities from time to time to help more families in distress overcome their difficulties. Isn’t that much better than you drifting through life aimlessly?”
"Only three people, talking a good game but actually doing a bad job, pshaw—" Qian Wenjie hesitated for a moment, but a glint of light flashed in his eyes.
He was a spoiled brat of the Qian family, and the family business was not his to inherit. He spent his days immersed in a world of debauchery, and feelings of weariness, exhaustion, and helplessness often lingered in his mind. Only the momentary numbness of alcohol could bring him a little comfort.
"What is depression?" he asked the question that had been on his mind.
Lu Siqiao thought for a moment, then described her previous life's symptoms of depression, adding some specific details.
Damn, isn't this his current symptom?
He actually developed depression!
"Is there any cure for this disease?" he asked softly, a hint of caution in his eyes.
Lu Siqiao thought of her extreme behavior in her past life and shook her head, pointing out its harmfulness.
"Let's do it!" Qian Wenjie gritted his teeth and said, "I'll do it. I'll invest another 100,000 yuan. Let's pick a high-end office building and recruit some elites to join us." Whether we make money or not doesn't matter; he doesn't want to develop depression.
It was probably Lu Siqiao who said that he was so bored that he got sick from being cooped up.
“Young Master Qian, don’t worry, you don’t have depression.” Lu Siqiao seemed to see through his heart and blinked as she spoke.
Qian Wenjie blushed slightly and instructed her, "In that case, come and report to me after you have taken care of everything."
“No.” Lu Siqiao stared at him. “You have to handle all of this.”
"So you're just using me? You make me do everything, what can you even do?" Qian Wenjie said, dissatisfied.
Lu Siqiao smiled and said, "I've got some ideas for you. Besides, he's still a student, and he's already under a lot of pressure with his studies. How can he think about these things?"
“I knew I couldn’t count on you. Then find someone else and I’ll talk to her.” To show off his abilities, Qian Wenjie added, “I guarantee I’ll get it done for you within a day.”
“The other partner is also unavailable. Not only that, she's also run into some trouble.” Lu Siqiao’s smile deepened.
Qian Wenjie: ...
Why does it feel like he's the one who got ripped off?
After she explained the whole story, he sneered, "Lu Siqiao, are you kidding me? This is nothing, why would I waste my breath on you!"
He stormed off in a huff.
Lu Siqiao grabbed his hand: "Young Master Qian, this is your first business deal. I'll hire you."
"Think about how you saved a woman who was being abused by her family. If we hadn't lent a hand, she might not have been able to get through it, and she might have been depressed, desperate, or even suicidal. Only through this experience can she truly understand the suffering of patients."
"Don't people who have been caught in the rain always want to hold an umbrella for others?"
She stared at him blankly, her eyes reddening.
"Hey, are you also—" Qian Wenjie exclaimed, but didn't finish his sentence.
Considering her experiences, it must be like this.
So she's moved on?
I think of Lu Siqiao, so sunny and confident, at the party.
Qian Wenjie, as if possessed, said, "Alright, I promise you. I'll get that bastard back the 100,000 yuan franchise fee."
After saying that, he got into his car and drove away.
"Hey, I haven't gotten on the bus yet!"
"..."
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