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"I really misjudged you!" Song Rushi disdainfully glanced at Jiang Yizhou, who was following behind. She clearly saw through this kid's mindset—someone with lustful thoughts but no courage, merely taking advantage of an opportunity, only to be scared into a turtle by her words. What a waste of such a good appearance.
Looking closely at the head-down Jiang Yizhou, he wasn't exactly handsome, but his features were well-defined, which made people feel a sense of safety and reassurance. He had a tall and upright figure, but paired with his timid demeanor, it completely ruined the impression.
Song Rushi felt he was a contradiction. He was quite serious at work, exuding an inexplicable confidence as he led their newly formed team forward.
However, in private, various awkward feelings would emerge. He was careless and lackadaisical, contrasting sharply with his meticulous and demanding work persona. His current timid and shriveled appearance made him seem like two different people.
Jiang Yizhou was glancing around, using his peripheral vision to observe the reactions of his capable female subordinate. Following her, he thought there shouldn't be any issues, right? This should count as an act of God, right?
He justified himself; it truly was an act of God. However, the mistake lay in his daydreaming. Should he really find a girlfriend? With memories from two lifetimes blending together, Jiang Yizhou couldn't figure out what kind of girlfriend he wanted.
If he were to be reborn as his former self, he would definitely pursue the girl he had a crush on back then. But now, without a target—Ding Zhengnan felt too proactive and too much of a hassle. She needed attention from a guy and someone to accompany her through her troubles. Of course, she would also treat her partner well from the heart. Plus, her family owned a real estate company...
But Jiang Yizhou hated trouble. He could earn money himself; that was why he never intended to be with Ding Zhengnan. Such girls were best kept as friends.
Qin Yi... forget it; there were no feelings there. Both were too rule-abiding; living together in one house without even a hint of ambiguity was not worth considering—just pass.
Li Yue was nice enough, but there was always a feeling that she would dominate him completely. Although getting along was comfortable, she was very capable and had a strong sense of self-esteem—not exactly a strong woman but definitely an intimidating workplace elite.
As for what kind of girl Jiang Yizhou liked, he wasn't sure either. When he first became aware of feelings, his thoughts weren't as complicated as they were now.
In school, in the classroom, during study life, he gradually found that girl beautiful—the kind of beauty that makes one feel like they are looking at a goddess—and this feeling brewed in his heart over three years or so. When it came time to part ways, he mustered up the courage to express himself but ended up with no results. He even dared to join in on the teasing crowd to clear his own suspicions.
When he grew up and developed his own thoughts, future, suffering, happiness, and lifestyle, he no longer had that simple mindset from the past.
Not wanting to burden others or accommodate them, with such thoughts in mind, Jiang Yizhou walked down the path toward becoming a Grand Mage, immersed in his own world without any ambition.
Now, the only thing that could change was the idea that dating someone would be a burden to them. The reason was simple: he had money. Even if he lost everything, he had the ability to make a comeback and naturally wouldn’t feel like a burden to anyone.
Now that he had money, he also became bolder; at least he could be selective instead of not daring to lift his head in his previous life.
Well, whatever will be will be. If he could accept being alone for life in his past life, did having money mean he had to find someone to marry and pass on his legacy?
…………
“Hello, Boss! Hello, Song Zong!” Jiang Yizhou and Song Rushi entered the company lobby one after another. The receptionist greeted them as usual, but it seemed there was some tension between the Boss and Song Zong.
The receptionist blinked repeatedly but couldn’t figure out what was going on.
Song Rushi returned to her post and continued handling her tasks, not taking the “kid's” antics to heart. The company’s main development direction was in the United States, which meant there wouldn’t be much prospect here. She had stayed in Silicon Valley for this very reason.
Just looking at her Boss's products made it clear; the same products faced various limitations domestically—fewer users and incomplete functions—while in America, on that promising land, things were bound to take off. Regardless of profitability, as long as someone recognized its value, it had value.
However, she had just settled down to find a job to reassure her parents when she would soon be dispatched abroad for work again. Song Rushi didn’t know how to persuade her parents. They were late bloomers themselves and were now approaching sixty. Their stubbornness meant she could only seek their permission before feeling secure about going abroad.
Jiang Yizhou didn’t return to his office but went over to the development team. He set aside distant plans and thoughts and mingled with a group of programmers. After all, there were still more than three years until the legal marriage age; there was no need to rush! He reassured himself this way.
"Boss, there's a call for you, it seems to be your Uncle!" The receptionist appeared outside the door again. Jiang Yizhou didn't have anyone in his office, so the receptionist could only look around.
"You go back first, transfer the call to my office, I'll be right back!" Jiang Yizhou was puzzled. What was going on? His Uncle was calling him? Although he had given his contact information to his Uncle for any matters, he had never been contacted before.
"Is this Yi Zhou? I have something I want to ask you for help with!" The elderly man on the other end approached cautiously, as if he was guarding against something.
Jiang Yizhou was even more confused. This felt like a scene from a drama where someone accidentally stumbled into a pyramid scheme and called for help.
"Uncle, I'm listening!"
"Actually, I'm not going back home for the New Year this year. Can you help me visit my parents' graves, which are also your Second Uncle's? Just burn some paper for them; it doesn't need to be too much. Just tell your dad to do it when he goes there! That's all, I'm hanging up now!"
As Jiang Yizhou heard him hang up the phone, it seemed like he heard a door opening on the other end. What was going on? Was he wary of Aunt Sun calling? Ancestral worship? It seemed Aunt Sun was indeed a devout believer. He didn't have much fondness for that; singing praises of the Central Plains Bangzi was much better!
This should be easy enough; it was just a matter of buying a few bundles of paper and some firecrackers during the New Year's Lantern Festival when visiting the graves. However, he decided not to tell his parents the truth!
Let Uncle do whatever he wants at his old age! After all, there were still houses and several acres of land back home; he wouldn't end up on the streets. Even if his savings were gone, returning home to farm would still be quite easy for him alone.
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