Although he lived like a miserable dog in his previous life, Gao Dongjie was still full of confidence in himself.
He walked to the table and took the broken turtle shell in his hand, his eyes full of joy and ambition.
He certainly wouldn't fall to the same level as in his previous life. If anything, he was the son of destiny in the novel. How could an ordinary person have such an opportunity?
He remembered that the tortoise shell was bought by his aunt Cui Xixia, but when he took his belongings, he suddenly had the urge to take the inconspicuous tortoise shell with him. This showed that he and the tortoise shell were destined to be together, and he was the tortoise shell's true owner!
A man of luck like him is so unlucky in his dreams, and is defrauded again and again as if he has lost his mind. This doesn't make sense no matter how you think about it.
He vaguely recalled that the Lu family, into which his aunt had married, initially had only a medium-sized company. It was only after his uncle's death that his aunt took over, and the business gradually grew. The company's real rise began after he was born. In stark contrast to his aunt's, the Gao family's fortunes had been steadily declining since then, and his father had even lost a considerable amount of money in investments.
A thought popped up in his mind: Could it be that his aunt stole his luck, which is why his business is so successful? Isn't that what's written in novels?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. He couldn't help but clench his hands into fists, and his eyes were blazing with anger!
He decided that he would not only take back what was his but also make his aunt pay the price.
Although he hated her to the core, Cui Xixia's business was now vast, and trying to stop her would be like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. Gao Dongjie felt he had to find a solution. He remembered his dream, in which his aunt was about to sign a massive order worth tens of billions of yuan within two months, and then, through that partner, she secured several overseas orders.
If she succeeds, she will be even more unstoppable.
We must find a way to stop it!
Gao Dongjie quickly came up with an idea. He remembered in his dream how Mr. Tan and his aunt had lost the competition for this order. After that, the Tan family had problems with several contracts, and their capital chain was broken. Although they had not reached bankruptcy, their assets had shrunk by half in just three years, and their influence was far less than before.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend! He could definitely seek cooperation with Mr. Tan.
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It was not as easy as Gao Dongjie imagined to meet the CEO of a large company. He was turned away several times at the beginning.
Finally, he thought that he was the son of luck and would definitely not be hurt, so he carried the turtle shell with him, gritted his teeth, and rushed directly to Mr. Tan's car.
Ever since the live broadcast of the Eighteen Levels of Hell began, the once arrogant and domineering business owners have suddenly become much kinder and more tolerant. In the past, if someone had tried to commit suicide like this, Mr. Tan wouldn't have cared less and would have just run them over.
It’s different now, they don’t want to take the blame for human lives.
As a result of the emergency braking, Mr. Tan almost got hit. He was so angry that he asked the driver to get off to see what was going on.
Soon, he realized in the car that the person who came to commit fraud was the nephew of his competitor Cui Xixia.
"What does his nephew want from me?" Mr. Tan frowned. He had heard about Cui Xixia's nephew. He was said to be a useless person with high expectations but poor skills. He also heard that Cui Xixia had a conflict with her sister's family and that Cui Xixia had even blocked their credit cards.
Because of the doubts in his heart, Mr. Tan decided to meet Gao Dongjie. It would be even better if he could continue to watch Cui Xixia make fun of herself.
Five minutes later, Mr. Tan couldn't help laughing when he heard Gao Dongjie angrily saying that his family's luck was stolen by his cold-blooded aunt.
He had been dealing with Cui Xixia for so many years that he had some understanding of her. He didn't really believe in the idea of stealing someone's luck. However, he had to admit that Cui Xixia was indeed quite lucky, having seized several opportunities for company development. Most importantly, her husband died young.
If she hadn't died early, she wouldn't have been in charge of the company. If the company had been in her husband's hands, it might not have grown to its current size.
He looked at Gao Dongjie and asked, "You said she stole Qiyun. What evidence do you have?"
Gao Dongjie stammered, "Anyway, I have evidence. I'm willing to cooperate with you and help you find out the secrets of my aunt's company. As a reward, you help me find the master, and I want to get my luck back!"
Mr. Tan's first reaction was to refuse. After all, Gao Dongjie didn't look very smart. If you cooperate with an idiot, you will easily be held back.
The refusal was barely uttered when he swallowed it back, "Can you find out the secrets of your aunt's company?"
Gao Dongjie said confidently, "I can do it! My aunt has been focusing all her energy on the cooperation with Yaita Group lately. The executives sent by Yaita this time will arrive in Country Z the day after tomorrow and will be staying at the Li'an Hotel."
Gao Dongjie quickly talked about some of the executive's preferences.
Mr. Tan's heart moved. "I didn't expect your aunt to be such a person. You can't judge a person by his appearance. Okay, I can cooperate with you and help you find a master of metaphysics. Let them help you regain your luck."
Gao Dongjie was Cui Xixia's relative, after all. She probably wouldn't be too wary of him. Then, he'd have the master set up a formation and see if he could channel the Qi into Gao Dongjie. Even if there was a backlash, it would be directed at Gao Dongjie, not him.
Without luck, Cui Xixia would definitely be in trouble. Plus, with Gao Dongjie as the traitor, he would definitely be able to snatch this big order.
Gao Dongjie's face was filled with uncontrollable joy, and he tried hard not to smile too much. He hadn't expected Mr. Tan to agree so easily. It must be his kingly aura that had won him over. Gao Dongjie's belief that he was the son of destiny was even more unwavering.
"I didn't expect Mr. Tan to be so straightforward. When I take control of the company, I'll definitely work with you more." He wasn't like his aunt, who was so petty and determined to keep everything to herself. In business, having a friend is better than having an enemy.
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