The weakness of rebirth should be self-improvement

"Although he is very talented, his bad temper is directly proportional to his talent."

Ji Feng also saw Qu Zhuang's slightly disdainful eyes just now, thinking that He Guangyao had just stepped into this industry and just graduated from university, so he patted He Guangyao on the shoulder and said, "Don't mind, you know it too, No matter how good our fabrics are, we still need these designers to promote them for us.”

"I know."

Textile merchants, garment factory manufacturers, and these designers who have just gained a little reputation are actually a mutually beneficial cooperative relationship. The key is to see who has more valuable things in their hands.

Commodities, brands or their own reputation, once one of them is higher than the other, then it is uncertain who will beg whom.

He Guangyao couldn't help showing a slight smile when he thought of the things that were about to happen afterwards. At this moment, Qu Zhuang, who was chatting and joking with others, just turned his head, and the eyes of the two inevitably collided. Seeing that Qu Zhuang's expression became cold again. , He Guangyao sneered, thinking that this person still made him feel sick as always.

At the beginning of his amnesia, because of the bottomless inferiority complex in his heart, He Guangyao gradually realized how shameless a person can be.

The point is, he likes to put on a noble and indifferent look when doing these things.

When He Guangyao met Quzhuang in his previous life, it was the beginning of his real disaster.

Probably because he was the only one in that noble school who didn't give him a good face, and he was indeed precocious and outstanding compared to the average peers, so He Guangyao, who didn't know anything at the time, was shocked. From now on, it is up to him to go from heaven to earth.

For him, He Guangyao came out in front of his parents. He knew that his family was not well off but he had a strong sense of self-esteem, so he would always buy all the things that Quzhuang liked or was interested in in an unobvious way.

In his first year at that design school in New York, no one even knew that Qu Zhuang was a poor boy with only a drunken father in his family.

After He Guangyao regained his memory, he no longer had the same love for Quzhuang as before. He was just standing on the sidelines, and he couldn't help but feel sad for his unconditional giving.

He was the most important thing in everything, from basic necessities to food, housing, and transportation, to his relationship with his father and his classmates. At that time, He Guangyao was like Quzhuang's nanny. Follow him without hesitation.

He loves so much that he doesn't even care about his own dignity. If He Guangyao hadn't lost his memory because of that incident later, his feelings for Quzhuang probably wouldn't have disappeared so completely.

Thinking of the sense of loss in his heart when he regained his memory in the last life, even though many years have passed and he died again, He Guangyao still feels that it will not disappear from his heart.

"Guangyao, it's almost time, come back with me, okay?"

The moment He Yuzhao saw Quzhuang, He Yuchao was already in a state of tense muscles, afraid that He Guangyao would recall the past, and seeing him lower his head at this moment, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he quickly , he apologized to the people around him and hurried over.

The voice was unusually soft, as if it would blow He Guangyao away. Although Ji Feng had noticed that He Yuchao's tone would be very different when talking about his younger brother, he did not expect it to be so exaggerated.

The whispered voices of the people next to him continued to enter his ears, He Guangyao glanced at He Yuchao, and gradually figured out the things he hadn't figured out before.

At that time, his memory hadn't recovered yet, whenever Qu Zhuang was present, He Yuchao would appear very nervous, and would eagerly want to take him away.

Looking at it now, he was just worried about himself and didn't want Quzhuang's appearance to bring back his painful memories.

Obviously, he would involuntarily want to protect himself, but why did he do such a thing later?

He Guangyao put down the wine glass in his hand, said hello to He Yuchao, and followed him out.

The party was still going on, and the people standing there already had good status and wealth. He Guangyao looked at the haughty expressions on their faces, and somehow remembered what He Yurong had said to him before.

Wealth and power are indeed more important than the so-called love and family relationship.

Regardless of Quzhuang or He Yuchao in front of him, they are actually that kind of person.

"What's wrong? Headache? Still haven't reversed jet lag?"

Hearing He Yuchao's question, He Guangyao turned his head and said, "It's been half a month, I'm used to it."

He Guangyao's attitude was better than a few days ago, He Yuchao nodded, and his heart was soon filled with a feeling similar to gratification.

Worrying about gains and losses, when one day that person's position in his heart surpasses everything and even himself, He Yuzhao thought, probably everyone will feel this way.

In fact, just looking at it is good, just like when I was a child, the sunlight falling on the living room is very soft, and the surroundings become quieter because of the slight sound made by He Guangyao playing with toys.

He Yuchao was sitting on the sofa with a book in his arms, and when he raised his head occasionally, it was a silhouette of He Guangyao when he sat there concentrating on playing with toys. is fulfilling.

Such a feeling, as if He Guangyao belonged to him alone.

The carriage was very quiet, He Yuchao turned his head occasionally, and all he saw was the back of his head that He Guangyao had left for him.

Not knowing what he was thinking, He Yuchao smiled subconsciously, but he was still unwilling to break the atmosphere.

The appearance of Yunxiang's factory in Dongping is a bit dilapidated. The white walls are stained with a layer of faint yellow marks due to long-term wind and rain. Behind the black gate are two office buildings with low floors.

There is a large open space in the yard. There are several factory trucks near the door. Beyond that, there are all kinds of private cars of the factory workers. He Yurong treats his employees well. It is probably because of this reason that Yunxiang was in the fall. In a situation that is about to go bankrupt, and factories everywhere have not been able to pay wages for two consecutive months, no worker is willing to leave.

Because of the car that Uncle Zhang was driving, when He Guangyao entered the factory, everyone already knew his identity. Even if He Guangyao always had a smile on his face, it could not change their cautious and defensive attitude.

It's just that the relationship between the boss and the employees will never be that kind of friendship, and He Guangyao didn't feel much about it. Watching the front door slowly slide open to both sides, he put down the documents in his hand and started to read again. Staring outside in a daze.

It was still winter, and there was a chilling chill in the air. In the corner, there were unknown plants planted by the women workers in the factory. In summer, they would bloom into dazzling ones. In winter, only dead branches were left listlessly. .

It's just that this weed-like plant always has a sense of tenacity. Year after year, at the end of spring and summer next year, He Guangyao guessed that they will soon bloom in the most vigorous form again.

Every week, He Guangyao stayed here for six days, leaving early and returning late. Although He Yurong told him not to work so hard, considering his physical condition, He Guangyao had to hurry up.

In three years, even if he worked ten times harder, he might not be able to catch up with He Yuchao's achievements today.

He Yuchao is too good. If he has the heart, then three years later, once He Yurong's health deteriorates, he will be able to take advantage of him. Even if he can take the position of executive director of Yunxiang, Yunxiang will not It will definitely maintain the grand occasion when He Yurong was in power.

Seeing Lao Zhang stop the car steadily, He Guangyao put away the documents he had scattered on the back seat, and waited for Uncle Zhang to open the door for him.

He has already died once, so he has seen the warmth and coldness of human relationships. Although He Guangyao never thought of forming that kind of strict hierarchical relationship with Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang has been driving a car in He's family for decades, and He and Li Surong have a lot of love for him. The servants at home have always had a stern attitude, so in order not to disturb him, He Guangyao could only do this.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry to trouble you, I'm going in."

With a solemn expression on Uncle Zhang's face, he bowed slightly after seeing him turn around.

Behind the office building was the real factory building, and it was not working hours yet, so He Guangyao couldn't hear the roar of the machines coming from there.

Yunxiang’s machines were imported from abroad by He Yurong when he first established the company. Although they are of good quality and durable, they are a bit outdated. In recent days, He Guangyao has begun to seek advice from experienced workers in the factory. Can we introduce some machines with better performance and more functions, so that when Uncle Li develops that new type of fabric, they can quickly put it into large-scale production.

It was still early, and when He Guangyao entered his office, which had the same antiquated atmosphere as the factory building, the four-story office building was full of people except for cleaning aunts or a few new recruits who had just graduated from university. No one else.

It's just that soon, employees will come in one after another, turning this relatively remote factory in Dongping into a lively appearance.

Every day, He Guangyao has a lot of things waiting for him to do. He keeps an eye on the process of making and shipping the fabrics on the order. Sometimes new manufacturers want to cooperate with them and want them to lower the price of the fabrics appropriately. He Guangyao came forward to discuss with them.

Originally, he should observe and learn from others for a period of time, but because he has done such things before, and because practice can learn more than watching, He Guangyao will do everything by himself.

In just one month, he was already familiar with all the things he should master in his position, and he could even be called handy.

Many high-level executives in Yunxiang Company knew that He Yuchao was adopted by He Yurong and his wife. It was only because He Yuchao had talent and hard work that no one else had in business. In addition, He Yurong had never expressed his opinion before that, so he was very concerned about He Guangyao. They have always held a wait-and-see attitude when entering Yunxiang's work.

Seeing that He Guangyao is so serious now, some of the conservative-minded people began to have a vague expectation for He Guangyao about who would inherit Yunxiang from He Yurong and carry it forward in the future.