Chapter 1：

The author has something to say: Demining before reading:

1. The background of the story is empty, and the business wars are all **** by the author. Don't follow the logic, ask is private.

2. Zhao Yao was attacked by x Pei Mingzhan, a bamboo horse.

3. Sweet pet Shuangwen, the protagonist Shuang is done.

4. Not a serious career stream, easy, maybe a little sand sculpture.

5. Say no to writing instruction! !

6. Don't enter if you don't like the copywriting settings! !

The furnishings of the sanatorium gradually faded away, and the pain all over the body dissipated, and the bizarre scene gradually took shape.

Zhao Yao opened his eyes, the white color of the nursing home disappeared, and the phantoms overlapped to show the seat of the driver's seat. The air-conditioning in the moving car was just right, he was sitting in the back seat of the car, the wipers on the front windscreen 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 sitting on the seat parallel to him was a young man with a slightly immature hairstyle and heavy black-rimmed glasses. The voice just now was obviously made by this young man.

He is not dead?

Zhao Yao looked at the young man's profile silently, he looked a little familiar, and he didn't look like a trainer.

There were only two people in the car, one was a young man sitting next to him, and the other was driving.

Kidnapping?

Zhao Yao silently looked at the people sitting beside him. The bodyguards he hired were not simple, just how did these two bring him out of the nursing home? Moreover, he was dying, and someone even hit him with an idea...

The young man's eyes were parked on the passing traffic outside, and there was a bit of complaint in his voice: "Brother Yao, the car in front has slowed down, it looks like there is a traffic jam?" He turned to look at Zhao Yao, who happened to be Meet Zhao Yao's deep eyes.

Yao Bai had never seen Zhao Yao like this before, and Zhao Yao, who didn't say a word, carried a sense of alienation from strangers, which made him shudder. In the next moment, Zhao Yao's face became weird, Yao Bai's hand waved in front of Zhao Yao, "Brother Yao is still angry? You are angry and hurt, don't give Zhao Qizhen too much face, we don't want that. It's too angry to give him face."

Zhao Yao looked at this somewhat familiar face, and blurted out a name: "Yao Bai?"

"What's the matter, brother?" Yao Bai didn't know why: "You look a little pale, why don't you let Uncle Wang..."

Zhao Yao's gaze shifted to the middle-aged man driving in the front seat, and his voice paused: "Uncle Wang?"

The man called Uncle Wang stared intently at the traffic in front of him. He didn't notice the conversation between Zhao Yao and Yao Bai. He thought that Zhao Yao was asking about the distance, so he said, "Master, it should be there in ten minutes."

In ten minutes?

"Where to?"

Zhao Yao looked at the person in the driver's seat puzzled. Didn't he live in a suburban nursing home because of his terminal illness? And why did Uncle Wang appear at this time? He remembered that Uncle Wang died of terminal cancer when he was 30 years old. How could he drive him at this time? There is also Yao Bai, his former friend and assistant who gave him a thug when he first entered the Zhao family. Later, he chose to resign because he went abroad...

Uncle Wang was a little surprised to hear the sound: "Aren't you going to the company for a meeting?"

He went on to say, "Are you feeling unwell, young master?"

Meeting? He had already delegated power to other confidants about the company. If there was a meeting, he would not be allowed to go to the company in person. What the **** is going on? Is he dreaming? Dreaming of an old friend from ten years ago?

Zhao Yao was thinking about something, and unconsciously put his hand on his lap.

Seeing Zhao Yao's pale face, Yao Bai couldn't help but worry, "Brother Yao, are your legs hurting?"

leg? wrong! Zhao Yao calmed down, and there was a faint pain in his left leg. He reached out to touch his left leg, and sure enough, he felt the plaster cast under his loose trousers.

Cast, left leg injured, Yao Bai and Uncle Wang...

Zhao Yao's life spanned more than 30 years. The only experience in casting casts on his left leg was when he was in a car accident when he was 23 years old. The fracture of his left leg took more than three months of rest before it got better... He bit his lower lip slightly, between his lips. The pain suddenly dissipated, isn't it a dream?

Seeing that Zhao Yao didn't say a word, Yao Bai thought he was enduring the pain, and hurriedly rummaged through the box on the other side, "Brother Yao, wait a moment, the doctor gave me some special painkillers when I first came out. If we can't hold it any longer, we'll go back to the hospital, the big meeting is not as important as your legs."

The bottles and jars in the box were turned over, Zhao Yao's eyes moved with Yao Bai's movements, and then asked, "The Qichen Project?"

Yao Bai finally turned to the painkiller, unscrewed the mineral water and poured another tablet of painkiller, "Yeah. President Zhao sent you a message saying that the meeting of the Qichen project will be held today, so you can be there as much as possible. Go for a trip." He handed the pills and water to Zhao Yao, "If you hadn't had a car accident, brother, how would this project be the turn of Zhao Qizhen's boy to show off his power, this opportunity was originally yours..."

Zhao Yao looked down at his palm slightly, the delicate and tender hands were not 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 node of his life at the age of 23. He has come back again...?

At the age of thirty-five, his body was dilapidated, his immune system almost collapsed, and he stayed in a sanatorium for more than a year with no improvement. He even heard the doctor's final diagnosis not long ago. He was too used to his body, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep at night. How could he have a relaxed body now?

Once again, he has returned from a battered thirty-five to a young and healthy twenty-three.

Zhao Yao suddenly felt that all this was inexplicably funny. He was back at the age of twenty-three, back at the age of twenty-three when everything had just started. At this time, he was not the terrifying Zhao Yao, and he had not yet carried the Zhao family, the bottomless family. Industry, and it is not unaccompanied by the side.

The Zhao family is a family business. At the age of 23, when he first came into contact with the Zhao family's industry, he soon faced a serious illness of his father, the person in charge of the Zhao family, which triggered a family property competition. The Qichen project is an important node that kicks off this family property competition, a project called the heir assessment.

Zhao Yao did not take the pills.

Yao Bai was stunned: "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 face was not quite right.

Zhao Yao came back to his senses, and he looked down at the cast left leg.

"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Yao glanced at Yao Bai, "Give me the water."

Yao Bai handed over the mineral water in a daze, "Brother, are you angry? I heard that this project is going to travel everywhere, if we don't have a chance this time, don't be discouraged." I'm not saying you don't have a chance, it's just that your leg is inconvenient..."

Zhao Yao took a sip of water and quickly recalled the events of this period.

At the age of twenty-three, the memory of Zhao Yao is too long, Zhao Yao can't remember other things, but he can't forget many details of Qichen's plan. The Qichen project is a face-breaking project. He wanted it before, and the rest of the Zhao family also wanted it. In the last life, he was inconvenient because of a car accident. He lost the battle with Zhao's family, almost missed the opportunity to participate in the Qichen project, and was ridiculed by Zhao Qizhen.

At this time, it happened that he learned that the Qichen project meeting was about to be held, so he rushed to the meeting site from the hospital despite the dissuasion that he needed to rest after the car accident, in order to participate in the project selection of the so-called successor assessment.

The person driving was Uncle Wang, the housekeeper who had taken care of him since childhood, 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 deliberation, he said, "Young master should rest for a few more days before leaving the hospital. The doctor said before that it is best to rest in peace."

Zhao Yao heard the words but laughed: "Then turn 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, "I'll go back to the hospital, do I need to tell President Zhao that we're not going?" He took out his mobile phone.

Uncle Wang saw the intersection ahead, "Then I'll divert back to the hospital ahead."

"Just kidding." Zhao Yao closed his eyes and rested, "Keep going."

Yao Bai didn't understand, he didn't know how to operate the phone, so he asked dumbly, "Ah? Are you going?"

Uncle Wang had an idea in his mind, and did not turn at the intersection, he said to Yao Bai, "Young master values ​​this meeting very much."

Zhao Yao closed his eyes and said casually, "Is it important?"

It didn't matter to him, but his absence might have dashed some people's expectations.

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The car soon 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. He opened the umbrella and put the wheelchair on the other side. Together with Uncle Wang, they helped Zhao Yao to the wheelchair.

Yao Bai pushed the wheelchair to a place where there was no rain. "Is this rain against us? It started to fall as soon as we left the hospital, and it will get worse and worse."

Zhao Yao looked straight ahead, looking at this familiar and unfamiliar building, "There's nothing wrong with rainy days."

Yao Bai nodded, "That's right, it's cooler."

Uncle Wang needed to park the car, he said, "The time has passed by a lot. Let Xiaobai take you up first."

Zhao Yao looked around and said warmly, "No hurry."

The people here were not in a hurry, but upstairs when they learned that San Shao's car dealership had arrived at the building, they had already sent people to keep an eye on them behind their backs. As soon as Zhao Yao arrived inside the building, he saw a man in a suit hurriedly walking from the elevator.

The secretary who received the notice hurried downstairs, looked happy when he saw Zhao Yao, and stepped forward: "San Shao is here? The meeting has just started, and Mr. Zhao asked me to pick you up."

The Qichen project meeting dragged on for a while, but one of the key figures, Zhao Yao, the third young master of the Zhao family, delayed the future, so that the meeting was delayed for a long time.

Zhao Yao smiled and said calmly, "Is Zhao Zhikai?"

Zhao Zhikai's secretary obviously didn't expect Zhao Yao to call 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." Smart, but a little naive just entering the society, but now seeing San Shao himself, I don't know why, but he doesn't dare to underestimate him at all.

Zhao Yao looked dull, "Let's go."

Yao Bai, who was beside him, pushed his wheelchair forward.

Yao Bai just took two steps and noticed the secretary's gaze, "What?"

Zhao Zhikai's secretary coughed dryly and said, "This gentleman is waiting in the lounge. The meeting is estimated to take some time to end. I'll just send the third young master up."

It means that Yao Bai doesn't need to follow, the above meeting is not suitable for him to be present.

Yao Bai snorted, not surprised by the secretary's words. In the eyes of outsiders, he is Zhao Yao's assistant, but he is actually an assistant who has no sense of existence. He bowed his head and was about to speak to his brother when he heard Zhao Yaoxian say—

"Follow Yao Bai, Uncle Wang will wait for me in the lounge later."

Yao Bai was taken aback.

Zhao Yao's eyes were light, he looked up at the secretary, "Is there a problem?"

The secretary was suddenly embarrassed and had to say, "No problem, I'll show you the way."

Uncle Wang said, "Young master, be careful with everything."

The elevator quickly reached the 20th floor. Yao Bai pushed him past the offices, and the employees in the work area looked up at them until they pushed open the door of the conference room.

The door of the conference room opened wide, and the people sitting at the conference table cast their gazes one after another. All kinds of eyes passed over Zhao Yao, with curiosity, suspicion and even doubts. Zhao Yao glanced at the people present, including the branch leader of the Qichen project and the director of his family group.

In addition to the few people sitting in front of them, it was the highlight of this meeting.

Zhao Yao's eyes swept around, there are familiar faces, and there are many unfamiliar faces.

A part of the demo has been shown on the electronic screen, and it is clear that the meeting has already begun.

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, who specially asked the secretary to pick him up, and he was also a key figure in this meeting. When he saw Zhao Yao entering the conference room, his face unknowingly brought a bit of joy, "Here?"

Zhao Yao's eyes stopped on Zhao Zhikai, and before he could speak, someone's voice suddenly interjected.

"The third brother is here, sit first, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The young man dressed casually stood up with a smile on his face, he saw Zhao Yao sitting in a wheelchair, so he ordered: "The chair is too troublesome, first Move away."

Seeing the young man, Yao Bai whispered, "Fake kindness."

Zhao Yao tilted his head and glanced, it turned out to be Zhao Qizhen.

Zhao Qizhen met Zhao Yao's gaze generously, and looked at his injured left leg provocatively.

Yao Bai got angry and muttered, "I don't know who to show it to?"

He lowered his head and said in his ear, "Brother, don't give him a face, that's too good for him."

Zhao Yao: "…"

This kid Yao Bai is still the same as before, nothing has changed. In the past, after Yao Bai resigned, he had several assistants by his side, but all of them were eyeliners placed by people with intentions. Yao Bai's personality is not suitable to accompany him to attend various occasions. Only in his early years when he first started working in Zhao's family, Yao Bai had one or two times, and then Yao Bai stopped following him.

Zhao Qizhen instructed the staff to arrange Zhao Yao's position. When he saw Zhao Yao, he didn't even look at him, and he felt an anger of being ignored. Do it?"