Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!

Chen Jianwen left, so suddenly.

"There's something at home, I need to go back first."

The two "dubious" people immediately stood up to follow, starting to see him off.

"No need to see me off, really no need." Chen Jianwen raised his hand to stop Shang Qi and Zhao Qing at once.

There was a clear sense of distance in his eyes.

But the other side needed him for something and hadn't gotten a definite response, so naturally continued to follow closely, seeing him off all the way.

Chen Jianwen was utterly annoyed by these two "dubious" people.

He temporarily didn't know why his father was furious.

But he already sensed an unusual air.

Along the way, Shang Qi and Zhao Qing quickened their pace beside the increasingly fast-walking Chen Jianwen, surely unable to resist repeatedly inquiring.

Yet one was a seasoned person in the investment world, the other had been up and down in the business world for many years, both had some rhetorical skills.

They wouldn't directly ask if the matter was done, but would probe indirectly through self-statements.

"Within seven working days, [Paipai] will definitely complete an internal check."

But Chen Jianwen's response was: "Alright, you check first, we'll set a time later."

They watched as young Mr. Chen got into the car and left, feeling utterly uncertain.

Little did they know, young Mr. Chen heading home for criticism, felt just as uncertain.

"What exactly did they get involved in?"

"Why is everything taken down for self-examination, the situation is different from what I handled before!"

Clarity dawned on the perceptive Chen Jianwen: "They angered someone they shouldn't have!"

Chen Jianwen thought to himself: "If his mood is good because he closed [Paipai], bad because I intervened to unseal, then... it's a big problem!"

Sitting in the car, young Mr. Chen was already thinking about how to sincerely acknowledge his faults to cool his father's anger.

"Just now on the phone, he seemed so angry he slammed the calligraphy brush on the table."

"I hope that brush is alright..." Chen Jianwen was already praying silently.

"Please let it be fine!"

Meanwhile, Zhao Qing and Shang Qi watched the car drive away, taking cigarettes out of their pockets.

The two stood outside the private club, indifferent to the summer night's heat, drunkenly starting to smoke, worry written all over their faces.

"You think this is done?" Zhao Qing sought comfort, but he actually already knew.

"What do you think?" Shang Qi took a sharp puff of smoke, frowning, thinking he was really naive.

This made the light in Zhao Qing's eyes darken suddenly.

He really wished he could choke him to death now!

This damn mess is all your doing, and you still speak to me in this manner?

"Contact this Chen Jianwen again tomorrow." Shang Qi tossed the cigarette on the ground, then stomped on the stub hard and ground it with his toe.

"If it can't be done, we have to think of other ways." he said.

Zhao Qing suppressed his anger, knowing it was a life-and-death moment, conflict would be counterproductive, and reluctantly nodded.

He didn't have Shang Qi's connections, nor his power, and had to endure.

But then.

Guess, will anyone answer the phone tomorrow?

...

...

Twenty minutes later, young Mr. Chen returned home.

As soon as he entered the house, his mother came up and softly asked: "What did you say to your father to get him so upset."

"Someone asked me to do something today, I just mentioned it to dad, I think this matter is quite complex, with details I don't understand." Chen Jianwen replied.

Chen's mother looked worried, saying: "You talk to your dad properly later, okay?"

"I know."

"He was in a good mood initially, you must have made some mistake." She patted her son's back, motioning him to quickly head to the study to admit his faults.

Chen Jianwen nodded, then cautiously knocked on the study's door.

Entering, he noticed the brush on the table was "intact," finally allowing him to sigh in relief.

"Dad." he called.

Mr. Chen sat on the chair, raising his eyes to glance at him.

"Who introduced you to dine with the people from [Paipai]?" Mr. Chen got straight to the point.

Chen Jianwen pulled out the chair opposite Mr. Chen, ready to sit and answer, but was reprimanded: "Stand while you speak!"

Chen Jianwen's heart shivered, promptly pushing the chair back, answering truthfully: "Liu Huabing."

Mr. Chen frowned, saying: "Call him, tell him I said to stay out of this!"

"Alright, I got it." Chen Jianwen nodded immediately, increasingly aware of the gravity of the situation.

He thought to himself: weren't Zhao Qing and Shang Qi previously involved in a connection that made Cheng Zhu's APP [Youuqu] reassess, how did they end up in such a mess?

These two "dubious" people must have clarified the whole situation when asking him for help.

When requesting favors up the chain, it's taboo to hide things and only say what's advantageous to oneself.

Don't let the matter fail and end up offending someone, making them resent you, blaming you for not revealing hidden circumstances earlier!

Mr. Chen raised his eyes again, seeing Chen Jianwen still standing there, speaking irritably: "What are you standing there for, didn't you hear I told you to make the call?"

"Well... Dad, is there something about this?" Chen Jianwen attempted a small probing.

Mr. Chen frowned deeper, tapping the table with his forefinger and middle finger together twice firmly, saying in a tone slightly raised: "This isn't for you to know, leave!"

"Alright, I'll go make the call now."