The author has something to say: Demining before reading:
1. The background of the story is empty, and the business war is all nonsense by the author. Don't look into logic, asking is just a private setting.
2. Zhao Yao was attacked by x Pei Mingzhan, a bamboo horse.
3. Sweet pets and cool articles, the protagonist is cool and it's over.
4. It's not a serious career flow, it's easy, and it may be a bit sandy.
5. Say No to Writing Instructions! ! !
6. If you don't like copywriting settings, don't enter it! ! ! !
The furnishings of the nursing home gradually fade away, dissipating away with the pain all over the body, and the grotesque scene gradually takes shape.
Zhao Yao opened his eyes, the white of the nursing home disappeared, and the phantom overlapped to show the driver's seat. The air conditioner in the running car was just right, he was sitting in the back seat of the car, the wipers on the front windshield were working, and the car was quiet.
"Why did the rain suddenly become heavier?" A voice came from the left.
Zhao Yao tilted his head slightly, and a young man with a slightly immature hairstyle and thick black-rimmed glasses was sitting on the car seat parallel to him. The voice just now was obviously made by this young man.
he is not dead
Zhao Yao silently looked at the young man's side face, which looked a little familiar, and his posture didn't look like that of a Lianjiazi.
There were only two people in the car, one was the young man sitting next to him, and the other was driving.
Kidnap
Zhao Yao silently looked at the people sitting beside him. The bodyguards he hired were not simple, how did these two people bring him out of the nursing home? And he was about to die, yet someone still had his mind on him...
The young man's eyes were fixed on the passing traffic outside, and his voice was full of complaints: "Brother Yao, the car in front has slowed down, it looks like a traffic jam?" He turned his head to look at Zhao Yao. Meet Zhao Yao's deep eyes.
Yao Bai had never seen Zhao Yao like this before. The silent Zhao Yao had a sense of alienation that strangers should not enter, which made him shudder. And the next moment Zhao Yao's face became weird, Yao Bai waved his hand in front of Zhao Yao, "Brother Yao, are you still angry? Angry is aggrieved and hurts your body, don't give Zhao Qizhen too much face, we don't want that It's too angry to show him face."
Looking at the somewhat familiar face, Zhao Yao blurted out a name: "Yao Bai?"
"What's wrong, brother?" Yao Bai didn't understand, so he said, "You look a little pale, why don't you let Uncle Wang..."
Zhao Yao moved his eyes to the middle-aged man driving in the front seat, and his voice paused: "Uncle Wang?"
The man called Uncle Wang stared at the traffic ahead, didn't notice the conversation between Zhao Yao and Yao Bai, thought Zhao Yao asked about the distance, and said, "Master, it should take ten minutes."
Ten minutes away
"Where to?"
Zhao Yao looked at the person in the driver's seat in puzzlement. Didn't he live in a suburban nursing home because of a serious illness? And why did Uncle Wang appear at this time? He remembered that Uncle Wang died of terminal cancer when he was thirty years old. How could he drive him at this time? There is also Yao Bai, who was his former friend and assistant who was his thug when he first entered the Zhao family, and later chose to resign because he went abroad...
Uncle Wang was a little surprised when he heard the sound: "Aren't you going to the company to attend a meeting?"
He went on to ask, "Young Master, is he feeling unwell?"
Meeting? He has already delegated the company's affairs to other confidantes. If there is a meeting, he will not be allowed to go to the company in person. What's going on? Is he dreaming? Dreaming of an old friend from more than ten years ago
Zhao Yao was thinking about something in his heart, and put his hand on his lap unconsciously.
Seeing Zhao Yao's pale face, Yao Bai couldn't help worrying: "Brother Yao, do you have a leg pain?"
leg? wrong! Zhao Yao regained his composure, and there was a faint pain in his left leg. He stretched out his hand to touch his left leg, and as expected, he felt the plaster cast under the loose pants.
Plaster, injured left leg, Yao Bai and Uncle Wang...
Zhao Yao lived for more than 30 years, and the only experience of getting a cast on his left leg was when he was in a car accident when he was 23 years old. His left leg was broken and he had to rest for more than three months before he got better... He bit his lower lip slightly, and between his lips The pain dissipated immediately, isn't it a dream
Seeing that Zhao Yao didn't say a word, Yao Bai thought he was in pain, so he hurriedly searched in the box on the other side, "Brother Yao, wait for a while, the doctor gave me some special painkillers when I first came out, If we can't hold on anymore, we'll go back to the hospital, the big meeting is not as important as your legs."
The bottles and cans in the box were turned over, and Zhao Yao followed Yao Bai's movements with his gaze, and then asked, "The Qichen project?"
Yao Bai finally found the painkiller, unscrewed the mineral water and poured another painkiller, "Yes. Mr. Zhao sent you a message saying that the meeting of the Qichen project is going to be held today, and he asked you to come to the scene as much as possible Go there." He handed the pills and water to Zhao Yao, "If you hadn't had a car accident, this project wouldn't have been the turn of Zhao Qizhen to show off his power, this opportunity was originally yours..."
Zhao Yao lowered his eyes slightly to look at his palms, the delicate and white hands were completely different from what he should have looked like when he was in his thirties. Although it is a bit unbelievable, the current situation should not be that he is dead, but that he has returned to the juncture of his life at the age of twenty-three. He has started all over again...
At the age of thirty-five, his body was dilapidated, his immune system nearly collapsed, and he stayed in a nursing home for more than a year without improvement. Not long ago, he even heard the doctor's final diagnosis. He is so used to his body, he can't sleep at night because of the pain, how could he have such a relaxed body
Starting all over again, he went back to the young and healthy age of twenty-three from the age of thirty-five, which was riddled with holes.
Zhao Yao suddenly felt that all this was inexplicably funny. He returned to the age of 23, back to the age of 23 when everything just started. At this time, he was not the frightening Zhao Yao, and he hadn't carried the bottomless hole of the Zhao family. Karma, not to mention being unaccompanied.
The Zhao family is a family business. At the age of twenty-three, he had just come into contact with the Zhao family's business, and soon his father, the head of the Zhao family, was seriously ill, which triggered a family property struggle. The Qichen project is an important node that opened the prelude to this family property competition, a project called heir assessment.
Zhao Yao didn't take the pills.
Yao Bai was taken aback: "Brother?" Why did he feel that his brother was a little strange, he was fine when he just came out of the hospital, why did he ask some strange questions when he got in the car, and his expression was not quite right.
Zhao Yao came back to his senses, he looked down at his left leg which had been cast.
"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Yao glanced at Yao Bai, "Give me the water."
Yao Bai passed over the mineral water in a daze, "Brother, are you angry? I heard that this project will require business trips, so don't be discouraged if we don't have the chance this time." After he finished speaking, he felt talkative again, and said cautiously: " I'm not saying bro you have no chance, it's just that your leg is inconvenient..."
Zhao Yao drank his saliva, and quickly recalled the events of this period in his mind.
The memory of being twenty-three years old is too long, Zhao Yao can't remember other things clearly, but he can't forget many details of Qichen's plan. The Qichen project is a face-breaking project. He wanted it in the past, and the rest of the Zhao family also wanted it. In his previous life, he was unable to move because of a car accident. He was at a disadvantage in the competition with the Zhao family. He almost missed the opportunity to participate in the Qichen project, and was ridiculed by Zhao Qizhen.
Now at this time, it happened that he learned that the Qichen project meeting was about to be held, so he rushed from the hospital to the meeting site despite the dissuasion that he needed to rest after the car accident, in order to participate in the selection of the so-called heir assessment project.
The driver was Uncle Wang, the housekeeper who took care of him since he was a child, and the person sitting beside him was his assistant Yao Bai.
And he will arrive at the meeting in ten minutes...
Uncle Wang saw Zhao Yao's gloomy face through the rearview mirror, and after considering it, he said, "Master should rest for a few more days before leaving the hospital. The doctor said before that it's best to rest in this situation."
Zhao Yao laughed when he heard the words: "Then turn around at the intersection ahead and go back to the hospital."
As soon as these words came out, the two people in the car were stunned.
Yao Bai didn't know why Zhao Yao suddenly changed his mind, "It's still the same when we go back to the hospital, do you need to tell Mr. Zhao that we are not going?" He took out his mobile phone.
Uncle Wang saw the intersection ahead, "Then I'll go back to the hospital by changing the way ahead."
"Just kidding." Zhao Yao closed his eyes and rested, "Go ahead."
Yao Bai didn't understand, he didn't know how to operate the mobile phone, so he asked in a daze, "Ah? Are we going or not?"
Uncle Wang had an idea in his mind, he didn't turn at the intersection, he said to Yao Bai: "Young master attaches great importance to this meeting."
Zhao Yao closed his eyes and concentrated, and said casually: "Is it very important?"
It doesn't matter to him, but his absence may disappoint some people's expectations.
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The car quickly turned to the downstairs of the commercial building. Yao Bai, who was sitting on the other side, opened the door and got out of the car, opened the umbrella and put the wheelchair away from the other side, and together with Uncle Wang helped Zhao Yao onto the wheelchair.
Yao Bai pushed the wheelchair to a place where there was no rain, "Is the rain against us? It started falling as soon as we got out of the hospital, and it will keep falling."
Zhao Yao stared straight ahead, looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar building, "There is nothing wrong with a rainy day."
Yao Bai nodded, "That's right, cool off."
Uncle Wang needed to park the car, he said, "It's been a long time, let Xiaobai take you there first."
Zhao Yao looked sideways at the surroundings, and said in a warm voice, "No rush."
The people here are not in a hurry, but when the upstairs learned that the car of the third young master had arrived at the building, they had already sent someone to keep an eye on it secretly. As soon as Zhao Yao arrived inside the building, he saw a man in a suit hurrying up from the elevator.
The secretary who received the notice hurried downstairs, and when he saw Zhao Yao, he showed joy and stepped forward: "The third young master is here? The meeting just started, Mr. Zhao asked me to come down to pick you up."
The Qichen project meeting was delayed for some time, but Zhao Yao, one of the key figures, was late in coming, so that the conference room was delayed for a long time.
Zhao Yao smiled and said calmly, "Zhao Zhikai?"
Zhao Zhikai's secretary obviously didn't expect Zhao Yao to address Mr. Zhao so bluntly, and he didn't know how to reply for a while, so he changed the subject and said, "Young Master and the others are here too." He looked at Zhao Yao carefully. He heard that the third young master of the Zhao family was smart. Smart, but still a bit naive just entering society, but now seeing San Shao in person, for some reason, he dare not underestimate him at all.
Zhao Yao looked bored, "Let's go."
Yao Bai beside him pushed the wheelchair forward.
Yao Bai had just taken two steps when he noticed the secretary's gaze, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Zhikai's secretary coughed dryly and said, "This gentleman is going to the waiting room for a while. The meeting is estimated to be over for a while. I'll just send Third Young Master up."
It means that Yao Bai doesn't need to follow, the meeting above is not suitable for him to be present.
Yao Bai snorted, not surprised by what the secretary said. In the eyes of outsiders, he is Zhao Yao's assistant, but in fact he is an assistant with little presence. He lowered his head and was about to talk to his brother, when he heard Zhao Yao say—
"Yao Bai follow, Uncle Wang will wait for me in the lounge."
Yao Bai was taken aback.
And Zhao Yao's eyes were indifferent, he looked up at the secretary, "Is there a problem?"
The secretary suddenly became embarrassed, and had no choice but to say: "No problem, I will guide you."
Uncle Wang said: "Master, be careful in everything."
The elevator quickly reached the twentieth floor. Yao Bai pushed him past a lot of offices, and the employees in the work area all looked up at them, until the door of the conference room was pushed open.
The door of the conference room was wide open, and the people sitting at the conference table cast their gazes one after another. All kinds of gazes passed over Zhao Yao, with curiosity, suspicion and even doubt. Zhao Yao glanced at the people present, including the branch leader of the Qichen project and the director of his family group.
In addition, the few people sitting directly in front are the highlight of this meeting.
Zhao Yao's eyes swept around, there were some familiar faces, but also many new ones.
Part of the demonstration has already been shown on the electronic projection screen, and it is clear that the meeting has already started.
The tall and thin speaker in a suit and leather shoes stood on the podium, looking at the middle-aged man below from time to time. And the middle-aged man he was looking at was Mr. Zhao Zhikai, the secretary who specially asked the secretary to pick him up, and he was also the key person in this meeting. When he saw Zhao Yao enter the meeting room, he couldn't help but feel a bit of joy on his face, "Here you are?"
Zhao Yao's eyes stopped on Zhao Zhikai, and before he could speak, someone's voice suddenly came in from the other side.
"Third brother is here, sit down first, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The casually dressed young man stood up with a smile on his face. He saw Zhao Yao sitting in a wheelchair, so he ordered: "The chair is too troublesome. Move away."
Seeing the young man, Yao Bai muttered softly, "Fake kindness."
Zhao Yao turned his head and glanced, it turned out to be Zhao Qizhen.
Zhao Qizhen met Zhao Yao's gaze generously, and even looked at his injured left leg provocatively.
Yao Bai got angry and muttered, "I don't know who to play for?"
He bowed his head and listened: "Brother, don't give him face, that's too much for him."
Zhao Yao: "..."
Yao Bai is still the same as before, he hasn't changed at all. Before Yao Bai resigned, he had several assistants by his side, but they were all eyeliners placed by someone with a heart, and they were cautious when dealing with him. No one was as straightforward as Yao Bai. Yao Bai's character is not suitable to accompany him to attend various occasions, such a situation was only once or twice when he first started working in the Zhao family in the early years, and Yao Bai did not follow him afterwards.
Zhao Qizhen ordered the staff to arrange Zhao Yao's position. When he saw Zhao Yao, he didn't even look at him. He felt angry that he was ignored. He said to the staff: "What are you doing in a daze? Do it?"