I'm really not the god of time.

Chapter 69 Giving the "Good Daughter" 0 Money

After that, it's just a matter of going through the procedures.

In a large conference room, the various managers took turns giving presentations.

Regardless of whether Zhang Lingyun could understand or not, he kept nodding, maintaining a haughty demeanor.

Then, based on his experience from his previous life, he said:

"Please compile a list of your company's financial statements, qualification certificates, and project cases for the past three years and give it to me. I need to take it back and study it."

Zhuang Qidong quickly smiled apologetically and said:

"Okay! No problem."

When it's time to part ways.

Zhuang Qidong took out the famous cigarettes and liquors he had prepared beforehand and forced them into Zhang Lingyun's hands.

Zhang Lingyun declined, saying:

"Uncle Zhuang, you don't need to be so polite. I don't smoke or drink."

Zhuang Qidong said happily:

"That's perfect! Wenwen doesn't like men who smoke and drink either. But you still need to take the things back; consider them a gift from me to your dad."

After Zhang Lingyun got on the bus, he remembered something:

"Uncle Zhuang, you know that a lot of secretive activities within societies need to be kept."

"Ah! I understand."

"Therefore, please don't reveal my identity to anyone you know. I just want to be an ordinary student right now. If you can't keep this a secret, our cooperation will be very difficult to achieve."

"Understood! Understood!"

Afterwards, Zhuang Qidong, overly enthusiastic, had his driver personally take him back.

Once inside Zhuang Qidong's Mercedes, Zhang Lingyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had often run business in his previous life, but this was the first time he had received such treatment.

It feels like in this world, as long as your [magic power] is high enough, your status will increase proportionally.

In his previous life, a big boss like Zhuang Qidong would never have bowed and scraped to a student like him.

After checking the time, Zhang Lingyun asked the driver to make a small turn and pick up Xia Youran on the way home.

When they arrived at the school gate, Xia Youran was still standing under the osmanthus tree, looking utterly dejected, listening to Wang Dong brag.

Wang Dong felt he had found a kindred spirit.

When he brags to others, they always find a way to refute him.

But when he was talking to Xia Youran, she would just look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

This gave Wang Dong the feeling that he had found the best audience, a feeling of finding a kindred spirit amidst the flowing water and towering mountains.

However, this isn't without its advantages.

At least with this guy bragging beside her, other boys won't bother Xia Youran.

When Zhang Lingyun arrived, Wang Dong was surprised again.

"Hey bro, you changed cars again? Wait, this car looks like Zhuang Wenwen's dad's..."

As soon as Wang Dong got to this point, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

Then, he glanced at Xia Youran, lowered his head, and slunk away.

Xia Youran's face fell, and she sat in the back row, sulking the whole way.

After returning home, she started punching Zhang Lingyun repeatedly.

"Are you still in contact with your ex-girlfriend?"

Zhang Lingyun put down his cigarette and alcohol, then took out the document bag:

"No, I'm just doing serious business."

This made Xia Youran feel a little relieved.

At night.

Xia Youran was playing with her phone while Zhang Lingyun was flipping through documents next to her.

He suddenly felt that there was something wrong with Zhuang Qidong.

There seem to be some discrepancies in the inbound and outbound accounts of Qidong Company.

However, he couldn't immediately pinpoint the problem.

Just then, his WeChat notification rang.

It was a message from Wang Dong, saying that tomorrow is the weekend and the classmates are having a small gathering, and he wanted him to join them.

Zhang Lingyun frowned, thinking:

What kind of nonsense is this? It's not a holiday, why are they suddenly having a gathering?

But Wang Dong was shameless and kept finding various reasons to try and drag Zhang Lingyun out.

Zhang Lingyun grew impatient and asked:

"Tell me the truth, what exactly happened?"

Wang Dong then revealed the reason:

"Mainly because Zhuang Wenwen wants to ask you out to meet."

"Then why didn't she come to find me herself?"

"Maybe it's because girls are shy!"

Zhang Lingyun sighed, having probably figured it out.

He must have gone to Qidong Company today; Zhuang Qidong has his eye on him again.

Then, because of the secrecy surrounding the Golden Rose Society, Zhuang Qidong probably wouldn't dare reveal his true identity.

But he still instructed his daughter to find a way to invite him out to play.

But Zhuang Wenwen doesn't know why, and she's still very concerned about saving face.

They might feel that asking out their former admirers would make them lose their superior status.

So she asked Wang Dong to act as the middleman, since that guy was shameless anyway.

As Zhang Lingyun was thinking about how to reply, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He turned his head slightly and saw Xia Youran lying in ambush behind him, casting a death stare at him.

Zhang Lingyun quickly put down her phone, pretending that nothing had happened.

Xia Youran acted as if nothing had happened, and lay down on the sofa next to her, fiddling with her phone.

A few minutes later, she suddenly asked:

"What is our relationship now?"

Zhang Lingyun glanced at her and said:

"We are family."

"Be more specific."

"I am your father."

Xia Youran frowned and gently kicked him:

"Ugh, I'm talking to you about something serious."

"I'm serious too."

"Dad, can you give me some pocket money?"

"My dear daughter, of course it's no problem."

While Zhang Lingyun was touching his "good daughter" inappropriately, he also pressed a few buttons on his phone.

Then, a ding-dong sound was heard.

Xia Youran received a text message about the money transfer.

Xia Youran smiled slightly, thinking that he probably received 520 yuan. Boys like to play these kinds of homophonic games.

But when she saw the account, her eyes widened in surprise.

Account Balance: 1.000.000 yuan

Zhang Lingyun actually transferred one million to her.

Xia Youran sat up and asked:

Why did you send me so many?

"Didn't I just tell you? We're family. All the money the Clover Hermitage earns belongs to both of us."

"But this is too much."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhang Lingyun reached in and gently pinched her soft flesh.

"Now you believe me, right? When I said I considered you family, I was absolutely not lying to you."

Xia Youran suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her nose:

"Why are you being so nice to me? No one has ever been this nice to me before, not since I was a child."

Zhang Lingyun stroked his chin and thought for a moment before saying:

"It's hard to explain, maybe it's just our destiny."

He is a transmigrator from another world, and a girl who is contemplating suicide.

They were brought together by a twist of fate in the subway station during the morning rush hour.

If this isn't fate, then what kind of fate is there in this world?

Zhang Lingyun wiped away Xia Youran's tears and asked again:

"If your parents came back one day, would you go with them?"

Xia Youran said very firmly:

"I haven't had parents for a long time; I consider them to be dead."

Zhang Lingyun smiled and said:

"That's great, it seems no one can take my place as Dad now."

Xia Youran punched him again:

"Ugh, all you ever do is take advantage of others."