I've been reborn, but you still think I'm a PUA?

"Drip-"

In the office, Xu Yang was buried in reading documents when the phone beside him rang.

"Boss, we have confirmed Zhao Kang's workplace and are on the way to confirm his residential address."

"Boss, Zhao Kang went to the suburbs. Something seems amiss. We followed him and will report back to you shortly."

The message was accompanied by several photos and a location.

The address shown is the headquarters building of Juqing Group.

Xu Yang raised his eyebrows when he saw this. He was not unfamiliar with this group, or rather, not many people in the country did not know about this group.

What can be called a group is never a single company, but rather a combination of multiple companies. This giant group is a super group that unites hundreds of companies from different fields across the country. Under its umbrella, they cover everything from birth, aging, illness, and death, food, clothing, housing, transportation, education, employment, logistics and express delivery, investment and financial management, technology and pharmaceuticals, and industrial production...

In short, there is a presence of Juqing Group in every industry that can be named.

In the early years when the real estate industry was making huge profits by taking advantage of the times, several of the top real estate companies in Jianghai City were owned by the Juqing Group.

Ning Feifei's An Ning Real Estate was originally going to cooperate with Juqing Group, but later the divorce of An Keying and Ning Zhiyuan affected the company's stock, An Ning Real Estate was severely damaged, and the matter was left unresolved.

It can be said that those who can work at the headquarters of Juqing Group are all elites.

The backer Zhao Kang found is indeed not simple!

Xu Yang collected his thoughts and sent a message saying "Be careful".

I don’t know how much the backers behind him value Zhao Kang. If they do, I have to be careful. And after all, it is Beijing, so it is better to be cautious.

How about giving them a call and explaining it?

Xu Yang thought about it and did it.

"Sorry, no one is answering the number you dialed. Please try again later..."

A programmed female voice came from the phone, and Xu Yang frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Curly sent the message a minute ago, so he should still be there, so why didn’t he answer the phone?

Xu Yang changed his number and called Curly's companion.

The sound of ringtones came from his hand, and the fingertips of his other hand rested on the armrest of the swivel chair, tapping it again and again.

After thirty seconds of calling, the phone was hung up!

Xu Yang straightened up immediately. She was fine, so she shouldn't have hung up on him. Could something have happened to Curly and the other guy?

His heart was in a knot, and just as he was thinking of a solution, his phone beeped again.

'Boss, what can I do for you?'

"Zhao Kang got off the bus. We need to follow him and see what's going on. I can't answer your call. Please send a message."

Seeing this, Xu Yang felt relieved and without thinking any more, he reminded her to be careful and put down his phone.

Little did they know that at this moment, in the suburbs of Beijing.

Zhao Kang, holding his cell phone, typed "OK" with a sinister look in his eyes, like a bear that had just woken up from hibernation after a long, hungry winter.

Behind him, two young men had bloody heads and their mouths and bodies were wrapped in tape.

There were a few burly men packing boxes nearby.

Zhao Kang put his phone into his pocket, turned around and spoke, his voice as cold as a poisonous snake blowing away in the wind.

"Put them in..."

After sending the message, it was almost time to get off work. Xu Yang stood up and stretched, his bones making a slight sound as he stretched. He grabbed his phone and went out, knocking open the door of Ning Feifei's office:

"Fei Fei, Da Jiang invited us to dinner. It's getting late, let's go!"

His sudden entrance seemed to startle Ning Feifei.

The woman at the desk stared wide-eyed like a frightened kitten, and only relaxed after seeing who it was. But she shook her head:

"You go with Dajiang. My dad asked me to go home."

Her father, Ning Zhiyuan, has always hoped that Ning Feifei would become a dignified and literary lady and socialite, rather than a star on TV who makes a living with her face.

And in Ning Zhiyuan's words, "Those women on TV are all actresses. They are not presentable and it would be embarrassing to talk about them in public"!

Ning Feifei looked a little lonely. There was no doubt that this return home would not be peaceful.

After hearing this, Xu Yang said worriedly, "How about I go home with you, your dad?"

Anyway, he has not met Ning Zhiyuan since he was reborn, so it would be okay to meet him once.

"Don't bother." Ning Feifei still shook her head and comforted him, "Don't worry, I can handle my dad. You and Dajiang have a good meal. I'm leaving first."

"Okay, call me if you need anything."

……

In the magnificent villa, a Persian carpet with exquisite patterns is laid under the coffee table in the living room, and the square cup with diamond pattern on the coffee table reflects colorful light from the crystal chandelier.

A woman under forty years old, dressed in jewels, sat on the sofa, looking worriedly at the man pacing in front of the TV.

Zhou Lan advised, "Zhiyuan, sit down and wait. Feifei is a good child. I think she should be here soon."

"How can I sit here?" Ning Zhiyuan paused and shouted angrily, "Look at what she looks like. A nice girl is showing off on the internet. She doesn't want to learn from others but chooses to become an actress. Isn't that shameful?"

His voice was not loud, but due to the spacious living room, his words echoed.

The already tense atmosphere in the living room became even gloomier, as if a thick dark cloud was brewing lightning, thunder, and violent storms, and the momentum was already terrifying enough before it even started.

Seeing this, Zhou Lan quickly stood up and walked over to him, patting his back soothingly: "Don't be angry, just think of Feifei as young and ignorant!"

"Come, let's sit down."

The woman's gentleness and thoughtfulness seemed to smooth out Ning Zhiyuan's anger. He sighed and finally sat back on the sofa.

Then, with a "click", the door opened and footsteps entered the hallway.

Hearing this, Ning Zhiyuan stood up again and walked towards the entrance.

Ning Feifei had just hung up her bag when she saw her father: "Dad, I'm back."

"You still remember to come back? Tell me how many days it has been since you last saw me, your father. Why, am I gone that you won't come home?"

Ning Zhiyuan's hands were shaking as he pointed at his daughter, his eyes filled with disappointment, or perhaps even more severe contempt.

"You still want me to call you before you reply. I think you have grown too independent and don't even care about me as your father anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Lan rushed over and pressed his hand down: "What nonsense, don't talk nonsense. Besides, Feifei finally came back, and she hasn't even eaten yet and she's already talking nonsense. How dare you!"

Like a skilled mediator, she appeased Ning Zhiyuan, then walked forward, took Ning Feifei's arm, and smiled:

"Fei Fei, you're finally back. You must have been exhausted recently. I see you've lost a lot of weight!"

"Come on, come on, don't say anything, just sit down and eat!"

The cook quickly brought the dishes up, the heat from the food spread in the air, and the room finally became warm.