Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One - A Sober Fall

Lan Yin stood up and said apologetically, "Excuse me, I'm going to the restroom."

Tu Mi nodded, indicating that she understood.

A short while later, Lan Yin returned with a solemn expression.

Tu Mi poured herself a cup of tea, glanced at Lan Yin gently, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lan Yin stepped forward and whispered something.

Tu Mi burst out laughing. Of course, if he, Tu Mi, could be a fence-sitter, why couldn't Ye Tianzhu and Yue Wuque? What Lan Yin had just told Tu Mi was that she had bumped into Ye Tianzhu and Yue Wuque when she returned, but the two had their backs to her and didn't notice her.

Normally, Lan Yin wouldn't have thought much of this scene. Lan Yin frowned, but now that they were at a crucial moment in the competition for the position of president, she should be on guard against even the slightest disturbance.

Now, without Tu Mi doing anything, Ye Tianzhu and Yue Wuque have already colluded. Of course, Tu Mi's guess might not be accurate, but... Tu Mi slightly raised his eyes. As long as he eliminates Feng Jia, regardless of whether Tu Mi orchestrated the scheme, Ye Tianzhu and Yue Wuque will definitely join forces because... they only ally with those who have weaknesses, making them easier to manipulate. It seems he needs to go and have a talk with Feng Jia.

Tu Mi took out her phone from her pocket, scrolled through the messages, and sent one.

Within seconds, the other party replied. The speed of their reply was so fast it was as if Feng Jia had been constantly monitoring his phone.

Tu Mi looked at the chat interface

Tu Mi: Today at 7 PM, Zhenwei Ji.

Feng Jia: OK.

Over here, Feng Jia sat in a chair, her eyes lowered as she looked at her phone screen. Her dark blue eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her fingers twitched. Tu Mi... she really is ruthless...

[Emotional fluctuations: Feng Jia +2, Total: 87]

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in the afternoon

Zhenwei Ji

Tu Mi sat in the private room with her eyes slightly closed, leaning back lazily in her chair, waiting for Feng Jia to arrive.

A slight noise rang out in the quiet private room.

Feng Jia gripped the doorknob with one hand, his eyes immediately landing on Tu Mi. Not far away, the boy leaned lazily against the ladder, his medium-length curly hair casually draped over his shoulders and the chair. The orange light shone on the boy's eyebrows and eyes. Feng Jia paused his breathing, silently closed the door, and then slowly approached Tu Mi.

Just as Feng Jia was about to approach Tu Mi, Tu Mi suddenly opened her eyes. Feng Jia stopped and smiled as usual. "Tu Mi."

Tu Mi smiled and nodded, then pointed to the seat opposite her with her fingertip, "Please sit down."

Feng Jia glanced at Tu Mi before turning and walking towards the opposite side of Tu Mi.

Seeing Feng Jia sit down, Tu Mi directly stated her purpose: "Feng Jia, I want you to withdraw from the competition for the position of president in a few days."

Feng Jia's eyes darkened slightly. "Reason."

Tu Mi straightened up, even leaning forward slightly, and looked directly at Feng Jia, saying meaningfully, "Feng Jia, I think... you should know..."

Feng Jia, you should know that I have leverage over you.

While Feng Jia's fear of the dark might not cause the Feng family to fall out of the top five families, it will still have some impact on the family, not to mention the crucial period of the competition for the position of chairman.

Feng Jia lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Are you threatening me?"

If Tu Mi were still Jin Se San's underling, Feng Jia wouldn't think Tu Mi would threaten him with his fear of the dark. Although Tu Mi sometimes liked to do unethical things like poaching other people's partners, he was a person with his own principles and wouldn't tell Jin Se San about it.

However, things are different now. Tu Mi is his sworn enemy, and this scene was bound to happen today. Feng Jia was not surprised, but he felt a little bittersweet about how things had come to this point between him and Tu Mi.

Feng Jia then said, "Are you trying to use my mental illness to threaten me into giving up my position as president?"

Tu Mi smiled and then slowly nodded, indicating his attitude.

Feng Jia stood up, placed his hands on the table, hunched over and stared intently at Tu Mi, his voice slightly hoarse: "Tu Mi, you're not that kind of person!"

Tu Mi sat calmly in her chair, raising an eyebrow at the incredulous Feng Jia, and sneered, "You know me so well? And how do you know I can't?"

Feng Jia didn't answer, his eyes fixed on Tu Mi until they ached, then he shook his head with a look of certainty, "Tu Mi, you won't let me make my mental illness public, otherwise you wouldn't have come to me."

Tu Mi smiled. Indeed, he didn't want to make Feng Jia's mental illness public. Firstly, the impact wasn't significant enough, and secondly, using someone else's psychological trauma to climb the social ladder felt somewhat... unethical, just as Tu Mi wouldn't use the word "redemption" to manipulate others in a grand and respectable way.

"You know again?"

He then asked, "Feng Jia, did you voluntarily withdraw from the competition for the position of guild leader, or were you forced to withdraw?"

After saying that, Tu Mi quietly looked at Feng Jia.

Feng Jia also quietly watched Tu Mi.

Time passed quietly, and Tu Mi and Feng Jia looked at each other, neither willing to admit defeat.

Feng Jia avoided Tu Mi's gaze first, slumped weakly into the chair, and said with his head down, "I'll withdraw voluntarily."

Tu Mi smiled, as if it were expected, and said, "Congratulations on making a wise choice. I will not publicize your mental illness."

Then Tu Mi changed the subject: "However............."

Feng Jia looked up at Tu Mi. What else did Tu Mi want to do? Actually, the position of president was not necessary for Feng Jia. In the past, the position of president was a symbol of the strength of the family. Now that the five major families are equally powerful, the position of president still has its uses, but its uses have been greatly weakened compared to the past.

"However, I will decide when you announce your withdrawal from the competition for the chairmanship."

Feng Jia looked at Tu Mi and his eyes flickered. His years of experience told him that Tu Mi seemed to be setting up a big scheme.

Feng Jia moved his lips and uttered a single word, "Okay."

Tu Mi slowly straightened up, bowed to Mr. Feng Jia, and then stood up, saying, "This meal is on me today."

After saying that, Tu Mi turned and walked towards the door.

Feng Jia's gaze followed Tu Mi, his eyes flickering, and he silently murmured in his heart: Tu Mi...

“Tumi..............”

Tu Mi stopped and turned to look at Feng Jia, asking in confusion, "Is something the matter?"

Feng Jia immediately stood up and walked towards Tu Mi. When Tu Mi saw Feng Jia approaching, she thought of Feng Jia's perverted behavior last time and wanted to back away. However, when she thought of Feng Jia obediently following her plan today, Tu Mi suppressed the urge to back away.