Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

June 12th.

Lu Shuang hasn't returned yet, Yin Su hasn't left, and Bo Bing is still very busy.

The major assignments for school subjects have been completed and uploaded. Apart from some field trips during the summer vacation, there's not much else for Bo Bing to do. Lü Shuang's appearance caused a small stir on the school forum, but under the influence of various forces, this chapter was quickly turned over.

Shen Shuang's focus shifted quickly. After all, the factory and company were completely controlled by Bo Bing, the actual controller. Hou Ping, as chairman, and Cao Xin, as vice chairman, followed his orders. The renovated office building of Shen Shuang Pharmaceutical was largely completed, and the decorations were finished, with only some finishing touches remaining. Bo Bing's office was on the top floor. Today was the day he had arranged to go see the office building with Monkey and others. An excited Monkey called early in the morning, saying he would drive over to pick him up later.

"very noisy."

An arm came across and easily snatched the phone from Bo Bing's hand, then skillfully pressed the hang-up button.

Bo Bing took the phone back, saying, "Who told you to stay here and refuse to leave?"

"I work hard at night."

The handsome man closed his eyes, groped around and hugged the young man's waist, snuggling closer to him, "So sleepy... I'll take another nap."

Bo Bing glanced at the time; it was 9:15. The monkey would probably arrive in about half an hour.

He tried to push the guy off him, but Yin Su was clearly affected by his movement and frowned slightly. His eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, revealing an unusual vulnerability and deep weariness.

Suddenly, the force in Bo Bing's hand dissipated.

Then I'll sleep a little longer...

So the monkey received a message that the boss had something to do and would be leaving two hours later.

At 10:30, Bo Bing finished washing up and started eating breakfast. Someone who should have been asleep walked out of the bedroom with a pillow.

"Father."

Yin Su's voice was a little hoarse as he stood next to Bo Bing, exuding a somewhat condescending air, "Are you going to the company?"

Bo Bing swallowed the last bite of tea egg, poured coffee powder into the French press, and looked up. "What is it now, Miss?"

"I'll go as well."

A gentle tone that leaves no room for argument.

"What are you doing at Shenshuang?" Bo Bing pressed the kettle twice, and the rich aroma of coffee beans wafted up. He took a deep breath. "Stay there. I'll bring you food when I get back."

Yin Su looked at Bo Bing without saying a word.

"Seeing that I'm useless, go wash up and eat," Bo Bing said coldly, showing no sign of backing down on this point. "The monkey will be here soon, I have to go."

He raised his chin, his tone softening slightly, "Be obedient."

So the man wisely avoided the young man's sharp edge. When he came out after washing up, he found a cup of coffee that the young man had just made in front of him.

He looked at the young man, only to receive a fleeting glance from the man sipping his coffee.

"Refreshing".

Yin Su smiled, as if he had been coaxed again, "So thoughtful."

However, as soon as the sour and bitter coffee entered his mouth, Yin Su paused, unsure whether to spit it out or swallow it. So he carefully observed Bo Bing's expression, trying to see if it was a test, a prank, or a show of force.

"Spit out the bitterness, don't secretly watch my expression."

Bo Bing had intended to embarrass Yin Su, but seeing him like this, he felt a little guilty instead. "I like the original flavor. If you don't like it, add some sugar cubes."

Yin Su didn't spit it out after all, and swallowed it with a forced bite. Bo Bing frowned as she watched, placed the sugar cube and milk next to him, and picked up the sugar cube to signal him to move the cup closer.

The handsome man tilted his head to the side, tucked a stray hair behind his ear with one hand, stuck out his tongue, tentatively licked the sugar cube offered to him, and then put it in his mouth.

Before Bo Bing could react, he leaned forward and stole a good morning kiss—although Bo Bing turned her head away from his lips and he kissed her cheek instead.

"If you keep doing this, go back home."

Bo Bing's right hand trembled, and she almost dropped the clip into Yin Su's cup.

"So sweet," Yin Su said, still wanting more.

In the shimmering eyes of Peach Blossom Pool, the reflection of thin ice lingers on the water's surface.

—This guy.

Thin Ice gritted his teeth.

The other person casually took the tongs from Bo Bing's hand, picked up a few sugar cubes for themselves, and stirred them together with the milk.

Monkey called again, and Bo Bing answered, turning to walk outside.

A young man with a buzz cut was standing outside the door. When he saw Bo Bing come out, he immediately took the coat from Bo Bing's hand respectfully. "Boss Bo, Brother Monkey and Brother Pockmarked are waiting downstairs."

Bo Bing nodded and slammed the door shut.

The man standing by the door helplessly covered his ears.

Ear pain.

A black Santana was parked by the roadside, and two men were standing next to it.

The monkey, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, immediately stubbed it out and threw it in the trash can when he saw Bo Bing approaching. "Brother Bing, you've arrived."

He wore a navy blue fitted short-sleeved shirt, had his hair slicked back, and wore small leather shoes. Combined with his already handsome features and lean, tall figure, he looked very sharp. Hou Ping's eyes were truly gleaming, and he now had quite the air of a businessman. Having returned to X City, he could occasionally have meals with his family, and when he was in a good mood, his face was rosy and he looked smug.

"Brother Bing, why don't you try it out? How's the air conditioning?"

The young man next to her bent down and opened the car door for Bo Bing.

He was wearing a pair of shorts and a white short-sleeved shirt. He was of medium build and wore a mask and hat, but they couldn't hide the pockmarks on his face. His right ear was noticeably smaller than his left, and there were visible stitches on it, as if it had been cut in half and then sewn back on. Upon closer inspection, it was clear that he was one of the cannon fodder that Wang Haiyuan had recruited.

The strategist is Wang Mazi.

Of course, Wang Mazi isn't called Wang Mazi. Who would actually use such an unpleasant name?

Just as Zhang San wasn't really called Zhang San, and Li Si wasn't really called Li Si, to them, these were just insignificant nicknames, used only when it was easy to pronounce. The three of them had grown up together, sharing a strong bond, but Zhang San died casually under steel bars at a construction site, and they settled the matter with a few tens of thousands of yuan in compensation; Li Si froze to death on his way home drunk in the dead of winter, and his funeral was held the next day.

Wang Mazi's decision to seek refuge with Bo Bing was completely unexpected. This guy was actually a legitimate student at G Medical University, with three or four generations of his family lined with village doctors, possessing many closely guarded prescriptions, and his relatives were all herbal medicine farmers. However, he missed the job assignment deadline, repeatedly failing job interviews in the city because of his appearance. Li Si acted as an intermediary and introduced him to Wang Haiyuan's pharmaceutical factory. He went there, but couldn't get any key positions and was even subjected to suppression.

"Guanglin, how's the production of that batch of medicine going?"

Bo Bing got into the car, Monkey sat beside him, the young man was driving, and Pockmarked was next to him.

—Ma Zi, whose real name is Lu Guanglin.

"Brother Bing, the production lines at the factory are all running smoothly," Ma Zi said, taking out his phone with a serious expression. "These past two days, quite a few guys have been trying to find out if we're attending T08. Have we been officially invited?"

"Have."

Upon hearing this, Ma Zi turned around, his face beaming with joy, "Brother Bing, really! Then our Shen Shuang is going to be awesome!"

“We’re just small fry, we just need to make our presence felt,” Bo Bing shook her head. It’s not that easy. “There are a lot of ruthless people and big companies in this summit. Be careful not to get involved with these guys, or you’ll be ripped off.”

The monkey and the pockmarked man nodded knowingly.