Reborn in the arms of a wealthy rival [Transmigration Book]

"Mr. Yi mentioned to me that he started sleepwalking when he was five years old. At first, he was not taken seriously. It was not until he was almost taken advantage of by Yi's opponents and was kidnapped by him. Director Yi sent him abroad for treatment."

As one of Yi Chengyun's few confidantes, although Chu Yang has not verified this matter with his own eyes, he once heard him mention it:

"It is said that he was in good condition for a long period of time, and he has not relapsed until he was in college. But when he dropped out of college, there was a dangerous situation, and I don't know the details."

After thinking about it, Chu Yang added: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much. When we were in school, Mr. Yi said that he would go abroad to see a psychiatrist every quarter."

"That's good." After hearing this, Wen Zheng heaved a sigh of relief, and asked softly, "I heard that you are helping him with his business while studying at university. You can ask him to come back to the Yi family after his father died. , what has he experienced?"

On the day Yi Chengyun dropped out of school due to family matters, Wen Zheng tried to stop him, but was delayed by Fan Rong on the way, so that when he arrived, he could only watch Yi's car drive away from a distance; when he met Yi Cheng near the bar It was almost half a year later.

Before Yi Chengyun's father passed away, Yi's was already one of the leading companies in the country. Even if the general manager passed away suddenly, it would not collapse instantly.Wen Zheng didn't pay much attention to this aspect when he was in school, and when he found out what happened to Yi Chengyun, he realized how bad the situation that person was facing at that time.

With a light cough, Chu Yang said lightly:

"The reason is that after the death of the previous President Yi, there was no leader in the group, and Mr. Yi was still young at the time. Many people under him relied on the old to sell the old, did not obey the command, or planned to replace him. This is an internal problem; the deadliest blow came from Mrs. Yi. Meng’s natal family snatched Yi’s core projects and almost ruined Yi’s lifeline. As for other large and small enterprises, including your Wen’s, they are also waiting for Yi’s bankruptcy to get a share. Of course, these are what I heard from him before. As the secretary said, after I entered Yi's, the situation has been greatly reversed."

Having said that, he looked up at Wen Zheng, without hiding the gratitude in his eyes:

"The opportunity for the reversal was that Yi's won the exclusive order from the leading European company Derui at that time. In addition, a small company directly remitted a sum of money to Yi's in advance, which solved the problem of the capital chain; not only that, it was equivalent to affirming After gaining Yi's ability and establishing a solid cooperative relationship, half of the orders in Europe and the Middle East flowed to Yi's."

As if knowing what Wen Zheng was thinking, Chu Yang nodded and said affirmatively:

"At that time, Mr. Yi inquired for a long time, and only then did he know that you were the one who recommended Yi's to the boss of Derui and remitted money in the name of a small business. If you use these resources on yourself, I believe that you will not be able to make a big splash in the mall. question."

Wen Zheng blushed, knowing that denying it would be useless, he waved his hand carelessly: "I'm not interested in doing business at all."

So far, Wen Zheng still doesn't know why he did that at that time, maybe it's because after he picked up Yi Chengyun on the side of the road that time, his mind was waving at the man who was clearly exhausted but desperately supporting himself don't go.

As a little-known equestrian rider, among the horse owners Wen Zheng came into contact with were Middle Eastern chiefs, European royal families, or business tycoons.Although he didn't like socializing, he traveled all over Europe and the Middle East during that time, and finally persuaded one or two local tyrants to be willing to invest.In order to reassure them, Wen Zheng himself first remitted funds to Yi's through his friend's subsidiary.

As for him not wanting Yi Chengyun to know, it was entirely his selfishness, and there might be a little bit of thought that he would not admit.

"The next thing is my guess. We can find out about your helping Yi's at that time, and the Wen family can also find out."

After taking a sip of coffee, Chu Yang cleared his throat and held his hands together:

"You may not realize that the resources you have will threaten your elder brother's status, so they will be jealous of you."

"Maybe." Wen Zheng shrugged, he didn't mind the matter now, and heard Chu Yang ask again:

"If you don't mind. Can I ask you a question?"

Wen Zheng smiled and nodded: "Please"

Unexpectedly, when Chu Yang opened his mouth, it was thunderous: "Is Pei Siyu thinking about breaking up with me?"

When he asked, his tone was eerily calm.Only the white knuckles holding the coffee cup betrayed his emotion.

"Why do you ask that?" Wen Zheng's heart skipped a beat.

and also

An awkward silence permeated between the two, Chu Yang lowered his eyes, no expression could be seen on his face:

"I probably have a feeling that I'm not the one he needs."

He analyzed calmly, without the slightest emotion, but made people feel inexplicably sad, like a beast licking its bloody wound.

"Pei Siyu has been pampered since he was a child, and he doesn't need to worry about other things except equestrianism. The reason why he chose Yang Xue before is that the other party is completely different from his background. In his opinion, many actions are deviant and inexplicably attractive. It's like in A prince who grew up in a castle, he is waiting for someone who can take him on an adventure."

Laughing at himself, Chu Yang clearly understood that even if he did his best, he could only be a knight:

"I happen to be the type he finds the most boring. It was an accident to have this intersection with him. If it wasn't for the effect of alcohol, I wouldn't have had in-depth communication with him. Besides, thank you for persuading him to be with him. I'll give it a try."

Chu Yang seemed to speak out all his thoughts in one breath. Wen Zheng was surprised when he heard it, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart:

"Wait a minute, what do you mean?"

"I respect his opinion," Chu Yang leaned back on the chair, avoided Wen Zheng's sight, and abruptly changed the subject:

"Speaking of Madrid, there is a little thing, I don't know if you understand it? Since I became Mr. Yi's subordinate, he will go to a small town near Madrid every summer for a day or two. I know the reason for this, Every summer, he would bring the same handmade coffee as a gift to his colleagues in the company.”

After sending the coffee package captured on the phone to Wen Zheng, Chu Yang looked at the time and said politely:

"It's almost time to go back. I'm here for work. I don't want to be absent for too long. I'm sorry."

"No, thank you for coming."

Knowing that his business trip was not in Madrid, Wen Zheng deliberately took the time to talk to him, and suddenly asked:

"There is one last thing. If you really have a crush on Pei Siyu, won't you be angry at all when you hear him talk about Yang Xue?"

"I have no position to be angry." Chu Yang looked out the window, showing a bitter smile: "He and I are neither boyfriends, nor are we even sure if we are friends."

The two were really entangled, and Wen Zheng complained in his heart: Could it be that he only cared about "in-depth communication" and didn't have much chat? !

Standing up, Wen Zheng and Chu Yang walked out of the coffee shop together, still wanting to help Pei Siyu:

"If you keep positioning yourself as neither a boyfriend nor a friend, then no one can take the next step. Someone has to express true feelings first."

Chu Yang paused, pondered for a moment, then turned his head and stretched out his hand to him: "Thank you, I will think about it."

After seeing Chu Yang off, Wen Zheng looked carefully at the photo of the coffee package that the other party showed him just now. It seemed that the address of the shop was printed on it, and it was in a small village two hours away from Madrid.Wen Zheng realized later, and remembered that he had been there when he was a child: there was a horse farm specially bred for Shetland ponies, and many young riders liked to go there. He learned to ride horses there when he was six years old.

It happened that there was no need to go to class tomorrow morning, so Wen Zheng simply called a car on the road and set off in the direction of the town.

The early spring in Spain is already colorful, with buds emerging from the green grass, and the scenery along the way is becoming more and more familiar.

In the evening, the car stopped in front of the small old restaurant. The moment Wen Zheng stepped off the car, his heart beat wildly for some reason:

He has been here.

Hola!

The moment he stepped into the door, the voices of more than a dozen people greeted him warmly, and the restaurant was very lively tonight.Wen Zheng chatted with the proprietress for a few words, and unexpectedly learned that today is the [-]th anniversary celebration in the restaurant.

After being dragged to take a photo with several enthusiastic strangers, Wen Zheng reluctantly escaped and tried to ask the proprietress if he remembered a young man from Huaguo who would come here every summer.

The proprietress had a strong English accent, and he couldn't understand it. Later, he was taken to a message wall by the enthusiastic proprietress, pointing to the photos full of photos on it and chattering.

There are photos of various years pasted on it, and Wen Zheng saw the conspicuous Chinese characters at a glance: Yi

The message was last year, a very concise sentence: I plan to build a horse farm for him.

With a move in his heart, Wen Zheng carefully lifted up the colored message paper, and he accidentally discovered that the stickers had been folded, and there was still a message from the previous year: he won the runner-up in the European Championship.

Sniffing, Wen Zheng is now sure that this "he" is talking about himself.Preciously, he took off a thick stack of note papers from the wall, there seemed to be at least a dozen of them.

The bottom one is a black and white photo with a slightly yellowed frame, but it can be seen that it has been well preserved by the owner.

When he saw the two little people in the photo clearly, Wen Zheng's hands couldn't help shaking, and his heart was beating so fast that his chest was about to burst.

A flood of memories suddenly came to my mind. That's right, this is the place where he and Yi Chengyun met for the first time. The two got along day and night for at least a whole summer.

The words on the back of the photo are two crooked lines of pinyin mixed with one or two Chinese characters:

Wen Zheng wants to marry Yi Chengyun.

While his eyes were astringent, Wen Zheng couldn't help laughing out:

Compared with now, the two people in the photo seem to have changed. The six-year-old Wen Zheng is a little taller than Yi Chengyun, dark and thin; while Yi Chengyun was like a short, fat little white dumpling at that time.

At that time, he was obviously the one who flirted first. In the photo, he boldly kissed Yi Chengyun's face. Why is he being pressured back now?

But when he saw the message from that year after the photo, the smile on Wen Zheng's face froze silently. It was the handwriting of seven-year-old Yi Chengyun:

Ming promised to meet here this year, why didn't he come?

Not only in the next year, from the age of seven to 15, nearly ten years, Yi Chengyun's message only had one sentence: He didn't come this year either.At the age of 17, it becomes: he doesn't remember me.

There was a bang in his head, as if something had collapsed, Wen Zheng remembered that it was after the two met in Australia.

"You're finally here." This was the first sentence Yi Chengyun said to him at that time. What was that person's mood?

Wolverine and the proprietress thanked each other, Wen Zheng stumbled out of the restaurant, and dialed Yi Chengyun's number without even thinking about it.

He didn't notice at all that it was almost one o'clock in the morning in Huaguo.

But Yi Chengyun quickly connected after the bell rang, with a familiar deep voice: "What's wrong?"

"I didn't forget on purpose."

Wen Zheng grabbed the phone, half squatted down on the street in embarrassment, covered his face with his hands, and couldn't say anything.

"Just... I want to ask if you are asleep?" Wen Zheng realized that his voice was extremely hoarse when he spoke:

"I'll be back in a few days."

"Is the competition going well?" Yi Chengyun could hear something wrong in his voice, but he didn't deliberately ask, but slowed down and said:

"Do you know the cypress castle near Madrid? We can go together next time."

It’s okay not to mention this, but when the Baiye Castle was mentioned, Wen Zheng just suppressed his emotions and quickly lost his temper: "Well, good."

Leaning halfway on the lamppost, probably the quiet night and seeing Yi Chengyun's face gave him courage, he heard himself say:

"Just, I really want to hear your voice, can you not hang up?"