Chapter 70: The Genius

The head of the finance department had been with MX Company since its inception, working alongside Zhao Ying Jun from the very beginning. Most of the vice presidents and middle managers were seasoned company veterans too. MX was a young company, and rapid advancements like Lin Xian’s, who had only been with the company for a few months, were rare.

“Ah, regarding that...” The finance head chuckled softly. “Actually, the specifics are a bit unclear. When the company started, President Zhao had a young female secretary who was fresh out of college. She was highly competent, and President Zhao held her in great esteem and trust.”

“But then, something happened... President Zhao abruptly dismissed her. She was furious then, and we were too apprehensive to inquire.”

“Subsequently, she installed a password-protected door in her office, the code known only to her, and she hasn’t appointed a new secretary since.”

“We privately suspect that the young lady did something to let President Zhao down. Perhaps she stole trade secrets, embezzled funds, or compromised President Zhao’s personal privacy?”

“We’re not certain... What’s evident is that President Zhao prefers to manage her cluttered, dusty office on her own rather than hire another secretary. Despite our attempts to convince her otherwise, she remains adamant.”

Ding—

The elevator doors slid open on the 17th floor, catching Lin Xian off guard as he realized he hadn’t pressed the button for his destination.

After the finance head exited, Lin Xian pressed the button for the 20th floor and returned to his office, pensively twirling his pen.

If he could secure the role of Zhao Ying Jun’s secretary, it would be an ideal position to discreetly and effectively delve into the Genius Club. Yet, it seemed Zhao Ying Jun was not ready to trust anyone enough to fill that position.

“So, back to square one...” he muttered. “I need to devise a strategy to gradually gain Zhao Ying Jun’s trust.”

Half an hour later, Zhao Ying Jun, three vice presidents, and Lin Xian climbed into an Alphard business car and headed to the Donghai City Funeral Home.Fịndd new updates on n(o)v/e/lbin(.)com

Upon arrival, Lin Xian spotted a group of fashionable young people at the entrance, each clutching an elegantly bound book.

What’s going on here?

A funeral home, stylish youths, a best-selling book, Xu Yun’s memorial service... These elements seemed incongruous.

“What are they doing over there?” inquired one of the vice presidents, also noticing the unusual scene.

Success had come to him, but it was met with a memorial hall filled with wreaths rather than applause. It was a sorrowful reality.

“Bow once!”

Lin Xian joined Zhao Ying Jun and the vice presidents, bowing deeply.

He had read that morning’s news. The culprits responsible for Xu Yun’s death were still at large, with the police seeking information from the public. They hadn’t managed to locate the culprits or even the vehicles involved—it was as if they had vanished.

“Bow twice!”

Lin Xian looked at Xu Yun’s grayscale photo again, bowing deeply. He felt a profound responsibility towards Xu Yun and his daughter, Xu Yi Yi.

While others insisted it wasn’t his fault, Lin Xian knew better. Xu Yun’s demise was a direct consequence of his own actions, which had altered the course of time and space, transforming the world and impacting Xu Yun’s destiny.

Lin Xian was uncertain of what he could do for Xu Yun. Perhaps his only recourse was to apprehend the perpetrators and ensure that Xu Yi Yi could rest peacefully in her cryogenic chamber as planned.

“Bow thrice!”

Lin Xian closed his eyes and bowed once more.

Suddenly, the group of Ji Lin’s fans outside erupted into excited chatter, their voices loud and energetic. This lively atmosphere starkly contrasted with the solemn music inside the memorial hall.

Lin Xian turned around, his expression somber.

A black business car door swung open, revealing a young man with slightly curly hair, a distant gaze, pale skin, and a weary demeanor.

Their eyes met, and the half-lidded eyes of the young man stared back intently at Lin Xian.

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