After the Rebirth of the Wealthy Young Master C8

 

Chapter 8: Discover

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kiwii: back to using brother from ge/gege🗿Reason? Uhh just no reason, y'all just focus on reading!!!

Bai Ran hasn't had a good life these past few days because the last time Yu Ling left suddenly in the shopping mall, he was angry and didn't contact the other party for several days. He thought that this time it would be the same as before, and Yu Ling would take the initiative to come to him to apologise.

 

However, there was no news.

 

He was a little panicked; no matter if at home or elsewhere, they were afraid of him because of his good relationship with Yu Ling, but if he and Yu Ling really parted, it is credible that his life will not be easy.

 

After weighing the pros and cons, Bai Ran bit his lip, took out his phone, and opened WeChat with Yu Ling: Lingling, why haven't you contacted me these days?

 

Over there, Yu Ling's cell phone vibrated; he immediately turned on the phone, and after seeing the message clearly, a trace of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

 

However, have some people finally lost their patience? Yu Ling smiled lightly: I'm sorry, Ranran; I've been very busy these days.

 

Bai Ran's slightly frowning eyebrows did not loosen; he asked: What can be so busy that you don't have time to send a message to your best friend? Say, did you get another best friend?

 

Yu Ling was a little disgusted, but he still replied firmly: Hey, to tell you the truth, I was forced by my family to go to work in the company these days, so I was a little unhappy with my parents, and I was not in a good mood, but I was afraid you would be worried, so I didn't contact you.

 

After sending it, Yu Ling was afraid that the other party would not believe it, so he took a photo of the contract and sent it to him.

 

Hmm... especially the 'monthly salary of 3000' written on it must be clearly photographed.

 

After confirming that Yu Ling still treated him the same as before, Bai Ran heaved a sigh of relief and, at the same time, sneered in his heart. That idiot Yu Ling has always regarded him as his best friend; how could he be willing to part with him?

 

However, seeing the monthly salary of 3,000 written on the contract, Bai Ran was a little worried. He happened to fancy a watch these few days. If Yu Ling ran out of money, wouldn't it be impossible to buy it?

 

He asked, a little unhappy: God, don't uncle and aunt give you pocket money?

 

Bai Ran was really impatient, Yu Ling sneered: Well, there has always been such a tradition in my family. When I am my age, I have to go to the company for an internship, and there will be no living expenses during the internship. That's how my elder brother came here at the beginning.

 

Bai Ran frowned so much that he could kill a fly. He didn't believe that the Yu family loved Yu Ling so much and would do things so utterly, but subconsciously, he was even more unwilling to believe that Yu Ling was deliberately lying to him because he was afraid that if that's the case, what does it mean?

 

He took a deep breath and replied: It's okay; I'll stay with you. Besides, uncle and aunt dote on you so much that they will be reluctant to cut off your pocket money if you act like a baby.

 

Is he going to ask him to go to his parents? Yu Ling sneered, but the message he sent back was completely inconsistent with the expression on his face: Hey, I don't want to bow down to them. My hobby is painting, so I don't want to work for the company in the future.

 

What the hell are you doing?! Bai Ran gritted his teeth angrily. He really is a spoiled young master who only plays with a petty temper.

 

However, if he continued to persuade, it would easily arouse the other party's suspicion, so he could only hold his breath in his heart, pretending to care: Then what are you going to do next?

 

Yu Ling finally spoke out the words he had prepared a long time ago: Isn't it just that there is no pocket money? If they don't give it, there is still my elder brother. He has been investing recently, and I have some pocket money left, so I will definitely make a steady profit if I invest in it, and I don't need to rely on them to give me money.

 

Is there really a stable investment without losses? Bai Ran was a little tempted. If it was someone else, he shouldn't have believed it, but Yu Luo was the one to say stable profit without loss. Not to mention that he could be in charge of half of Yu’s company at such a young age. Thinking about it from another angle, no matter how you say it, he won't cheat his own younger brother, right?

 

But he still didn't propose that he would also participate; he was going to wait and observe.

 

Yu Ling glanced at the screen, then chuckled; he didn't expect him to be quite careful. However, based on his understanding of Bai Ran, the other party was greedy enough. Although it was impossible for him to get involved in gambling, he would definitely not be able to resist the temptation of making a profit without losing money. The other party will come to him sooner or later.

 

He exited the chat interface with the other party in a good mood, clicked on WeChat, and put it on top. His beautiful eyebrows frowned.

 

The money he transferred to Fu Yi had been confiscated by the other party, but he didn't send him a message, and he seemed very indifferent.

 

He sighed faintly. He formally met Fu Yi in his last life, when the Yu family underwent a sudden change. His father and elder brother's former partners hid farther away from them. Only Fu Yi took the initiative to stand up and help him clean up the mess.

 

During that time, he was hit hard and was in a daze, but Fu Yi was still very patient with him. The other party tried every means to help him get out, but he was unwilling to cooperate. In the end, he even lost his last precious person…

 

It was at that time that he realised that Fu Yi's feelings for him were probably because he was afraid that he would be a burden, or maybe he didn't want to take advantage of others' danger; in short, Fu Yi never said it out loud, and he had always foolishly thought that the other party helped him because he was friends with his elder brother.

 

It would have been great if he could have found out earlier; at that time, Fu Yi must have been in more pain than him.

 

Tears slid down Yu Ling's face and turned into a small drop on the phone screen. At this moment, the phone vibrated, pulling Yu Ling back from his thoughts.

 

He lowered his head to look; his eyes sparkled; it was Fu Yi, and the other party didn't receive any red envelopes; he just said: No need.

 

Yu Ling wiped away his tears carelessly. Compared with his previous life, Fu Yi was a bit indifferent now, but Yu Ling didn't feel that there was a gap. He was already very happy to be able to do it all over again.

 

Moreover, since Fu Yi can like him once, he can make the other party like him a second time! Yu Ling clenched his fists and cheered himself up, feeling full of confidence.

He thought for a while and typed back: Okay, but thank you anyway.

 

Fu Yi: En.

 

Yu Ling didn't mind his indifference at all, and he was especially good at facing difficulties. Just as the aunt brought the food, he took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it.

 

Yu Ling: [Picture] They happened to be done eating, and I didn't eat dinner, so I secretly added a meal by myself hehe.

After he sent it, the chat interface kept showing that the other party was typing, so he could only stare at the screen while drinking porridge and eating vegetables.

 

He gets hungry easily at night, but he usually eats something light. At first, he was too embarrassed to bother the aunt at night, but when the aunt heard that he wanted to do it himself, she disagreed with everything and insisted on making it for him. He had no choice but to agree.

 

However, in order to thank the aunt for cooking for him so late, he paid the aunt an extra salary out of his own pocket.

 

He almost drank a small bowl of porridge, and the other party still hadn't sent a message yet. Yu Ling couldn't help thinking, could it be that the words to say are very long?

 

Before he could figure it out, his phone vibrated, and the other party sent a picture, which showed a laptop and a lot of paper documents.

 

As if to tell him, "I'm at work; don't disturb me."

 

Yu Ling angrily drank the last mouthful of porridge and typed with a disappointed face: You are working, then I will not disturb you.

 

Fu Yi, who was clutching the phone and waiting for Yu Ling's reply, full of anticipation: "........."

(kiwii: pfft, Fu *poor* Yi. My dear doesn't even know how to chat lmao)

 

He frowned, stared at the picture he had sent for a while, and finally understood.

 

Lingling thought he was telling him that he was working? But he just wanted to be like Lingling and show him what he was doing.

(kiwii: ok guys, don't blame my Lao Fu; he's just innocent)

 

……

 

During this time, Yu Ling went to and from work on time every day. Bai Ran, who occasionally came to inquire about his investment situation perfunctorily, and Shen Qiu, who often came to disgust him, made him physically and mentally exhausted, and only when he sent messages to Fu Yi could he be happy.

 

It was unknown if it was because he didn't see it or for some other reason; he had been in the company for so many days, but he didn't find anything wrong.

 

With such a big company, he must not be able to keep an eye on them one by one. He usually focused on the top management, but to his disappointment, Yu Group's management was strict, and the top management was doing everything according to the rules. There was nothing wrong with it at all.

 

Think about it: if it was really that obvious, his father and brother would have discovered it long ago; how could it be his turn to discover it?

 

However, it's not impossible to say that he won't be discouraged. If he was with Fu Yi during his investigation in his previous life, he wouldn't be completely clueless now.

 

But it was too late to say anything now. Yu Ling looked distressed, and Zhao Wenxi, who had always had a good relationship with him, immediately noticed.

 

Zhao Wenxi looked concerned, "Are you feeling unwell? If you feel unwell, please ask for leave. Although our company has strict management, we will not prevent employees from asking for leave."

 

Yu Lingyou sighed and shook his head, "It's okay; I just slept a little late last night."

 

He was telling the truth, because he couldn't find the spy, he tossed and turned at night and didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.

 

Because of Yu Ling's fair skin, Zhao Wenxi saw the dark circles under his eyes at a glance, thinking that it was because he was under a lot of pressure at work, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, it's like this at the beginning of work; let me tell you, the competition in our marketing department is really fierce; each job is like crazy, and our director, he is terrible."

 

Yu Ling was curious: "Why do you say that?"

 

After finally having someone to complain about, Zhao Wenxi poured out bitter water: "He was fine before, although he often worked overtime, but it was not too late, but I don't know what happened recently; he often worked overtime until 12 o'clock and didn't leave. I dare not leave as a small supervisor, so I can only stay with him. I only go to bed after 2 o'clock these days."

 

Is it so cruel? Yu Ling stared at Zhao Wenxi's eyes and said doubtfully, "I don't think you have dark circles under your eyes."

 

"That's because I wear makeup." Zhao Wenxi looked resentful, yawned, and complained, "Our company does not have a bonus system for overtime work. Although the marketing department is busy, it is not so busy that it has to work overtime so late. Do you think he is sick?"

 

"Yes." Yu Ling and her share the same hatred, and at the same time, there was a trace of suspicion in his heart. Everything was too much; there was something wrong with this director.

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