The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
Settings
Chapter Summary
Mu Tan's hand holding the phone kept shaking, and his eyes were red: "She doesn't care about your reward, you are such a heartless person!" Mao Wenbo wanted to say something, but Gu Siyu's voice came from the end of the corridor, "Wenbo, come quickly, Brother Qijun is here. His brows softened a little, "I'm sorry I haven't been to see you all this time." Mao Wenbo waved his hands quickly, "No, no, you were in such a difficult situation at that time, but you still gave each of us such a large sum...
Mu Tan's hand holding the phone kept shaking, and his eyes were red: "She doesn't care about your reward, you are such a heartless person!"
Mao Wenbo wanted to say something, but Gu Siyu's voice came from the end of the corridor, "Wenbo, come quickly, Brother Qijun is here.
He panicked for a moment, "Let's not talk about it for now, I'll call you later."
He quickly hung up the phone and walked quickly towards Gu Siyu.
Ao Qijun's face changed as soon as he saw Mao Wenbo. All the dark memories from two years ago came flooding in, like a huge wave that was about to drown him.
Back then, everyone in the Ao family hated Gu Weimian, except Grandpa, who loved her very much.
At that time, he didn't tell anyone that the person he liked was actually the one they hated. Only his grandfather could see that the person he liked deep down was the unlikable sister.
He knew that his family would not agree, so he gave up the plan of inheriting the Ao family.
But his grandfather found him and funded him to build a screen manufacturing factory.
The company had extremely difficult times in the early days. It couldn't receive any orders, and the products it produced always had various problems. He couldn't hold on several times.
He almost risked his life for Houston's order. Finally, because of his desperate determination, the other company was willing to give them a chance to try.
Everything went smoothly that time. Their products were finally recognized by the other company, and they also received a super large order.
The company seems to be surviving.
But...all of this turned to ashes with that fire.
And all this is because of Gu Weiman!
If Gu Weiman had not demanded that his company stop production and made a scene in order to make it give way to her brother, the warehouse where materials were piled would have exploded due to the failure to control several forklifts that were causing trouble.
The company won’t catch fire!
Grandpa won’t die!
His hands clenched tightly.
She clearly said she loved him and wanted to be with him forever, but she acted so confidently when she betrayed him.
He hated it, but now he has learned to restrain himself and remain calm.
He thought that he and Gu Weiman would never be able to be together, nor could they separate, and would be entangled in pain forever.
Who knew that Gu Weimian would turn around and say that she didn't love him anymore.
A sharp light flashed in Ao Qijun's eyes.
If she said she didn't love him, then she didn't love him... Then what about him? Would he be left alone in the end to suffer?
Mao Wenbo had already walked up. He wiped it on his clothes before reaching out to Ao Qijun, "Boss Ao."
Ao Qijun's eyes swept across Mao Wenbo's legs. He had been limping slightly when he walked over, which was probably the sequelae of the fire.
His brows softened a little, "I'm sorry I haven't been to see you all this time."
Mao Wenbo waved his hands quickly, "No, no, you were in such a difficult situation at that time, but you still gave each of us such a large sum of money to settle down, and you also took care of..."
He quickly shut his mouth and glanced at Gu Siyu behind Ao Qijun.
Gu Siyu had a slight smile on her face, but her eyes were cold when she looked at him, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, ready to sting you at any moment.
Mao Wenbo swallowed his saliva and said, "I mean, it's thanks to Miss Gu that I have such a good opportunity this time."
Ao Qijun glanced at Gu Siyu after hearing this. His cold eyes softened slightly, and he opened his thin lips and uttered two plain but sincere words: "Thank you."