To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

In his previous life, he was Song Qingci's husband. Although he never even touched her hand, he still knew a thing or two about her personality.

She was very aloof, and there were almost no men she took a fancy to, except for that so-called "white moonlight".

Other men who harbored inappropriate thoughts towards him all met with dire consequences.

He tried to do something to her while drunk, but before he could even get close, she kicked him away and threw him into the basement.

That ordeal was excruciating, and he would never want to experience it a second time.

Perhaps thinking of something, Jiang Zhe shivered, and his eyes turned venomous.

"Song Qingci, you just wait. Once my project succeeds and I have the capital, I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

Jiang Zhe picked up his phone again and dialed a number.

"Young Master Zhe, what are your orders?" someone asked on the other end of the phone.

Jiang Zhe asked, "How's the matter I asked you to investigate going? Any activity from Jiang Jinhuan these past few days?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone: "Young Master Zhe, we checked and Jiang Jinhuan is doing normally at Xingyao. It's said that he was promoted to special assistant today."

He can approve documents on behalf of Song Qingci. This authority is greater than that of the vice president of Xingyao.

Jiang Zhe's breath hitched.

"What did you say? Special assistant? Someone who can approve documents on behalf of Song Qingci?"

Jiang Zhe's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Song Qingci is very power-hungry, and what she cannot tolerate most is anyone overstepping her bounds and interfering in the group's affairs.

Since she became the president, Song Yuanshan has had to get Song Qingci's approval to do anything.

How could someone like that possibly get Jiang Jinhuan to approve documents?

The other person paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, Young Master Zhe. And... Song Qingci has been getting very close to Jiang Jinhuan lately."

Jiang Jinhuan was late yesterday, and Song Qingci not only didn't say anything, but also had his breakfast delivered to his office.

Furthermore, Song Qingci will personally attend Xingyao's training next month, and Jiang Jinhuan is also on the training list, recommended as an outstanding employee.

It was personally recommended by Shen Qinghan, Jiang Jinhuan's former team leader, and personally approved by Song Qingci!

Jiang Zhe's fingers tightened around his phone, his knuckles turning white.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that was rising in his throat.

"He's just a piece of trash, why? Why does he deserve Song Qingci's attention!" Jiang Zhe roared inwardly, his eyes bloodshot.

In his past life, he was so outstanding, yet the other party wouldn't even bother to glance at him. Why is it that everything changed when Jiang Jinhuan replaced him?

"Keep an eye on it." Jiang Zhe's tone was menacing, his voice as cold as a chilling wind. "Tell me any news immediately."

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhe threw it on the table with a thud.

His face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, and his eyes held an almost insane jealousy.

"Why?" he whispered, the voice forced from the depths of his throat. "Why? Why? He's just a bastard from the countryside, a piece of trash I trample under my feet. Why?"

He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, the pain bringing him back to his senses.

"It's okay." He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. "Once I find that company, once I get that investment, once I make that money, I'll show you who the real winner is."

The next day he obtained the information of those internet companies.

Jiang Zhe was thrilled; this was his chance to turn his life around.

If this investment succeeds, he will definitely impress those shareholders.

At that time, he will be the de facto president of Jiang's Group.

He excitedly flipped through the documents that had been sent to him.

The list includes more than a dozen companies, scattered throughout the city.

Some are in science parks, some in business incubators, and some in residential buildings.

He went from house to house, eliminating them one by one.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped.

"Xingchen Technology was founded three years ago. Its main business is the research and development of social software. The founder is Lin Yue, who is 32 years old and used to work for a well-known Internet company."

The company is currently in its Series A funding round and is located in the Chengxi Science and Technology Park.

Jiang Zhe's eyes grew brighter as he looked at the words.

He remembered that the company Jiang Jinhuan invested in in his previous life had a founder whose name seemed to be Lin something.

He wasn't sure if it was this "Lin Yue", but his intuition told him it was.

"Chengxi Science and Technology Park." He read the address aloud, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He picked up his phone and dialed his assistant's number: "Help me arrange a meeting with the founder of Xingchen Technology. Tell him that the Jiang Group is interested in investing and would like to meet with him."

"Young Master Zhe, I'll contact him right away."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhe stood up and walked to the French windows.

The sunlight outside the window was dazzling, so he squinted, and the smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

"Jiang Jinhuan, you wait. This time, I'll block all your paths."

……

Lin Yue was sitting in a bar at that moment.

He was also embracing a heavily made-up woman, and he was lewdly flirting with the woman next to him.

"Brother Lin, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

"Damn it, isn't it all because of those debt collectors? It's just a few dollars I spent, why are they being so relentless?"

"Brother Lin, you're drowning in debt, and you still have the mood to come here and have fun?"

"Damn it, do you think I'm not worried? I'm too scared to go out now, I can only hide here with you for a few days!"

"Brother Lin, you're having a good time here, but what about your wife? Are you going to make her face all those debt collectors?"

"I did it on purpose! It's all because my father-in-law, that old geezer, refused to pay. If he had sold the house to help me out, I would have been rich by now!"

Just then, his phone rang.

Looking at the unfamiliar number, Lin Yue frowned slightly, a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Go ahead and answer it, Brother Lin. What if it's good news?"

"Good news my foot!" Lin Yue cursed but still answered the phone, "Feed—"

Lin Yue's face showed impatience.

But then he slowly sat up straight. "You mean Young Master Jiang wants to see me to discuss investment matters? Okay, okay, no problem, I'll wait for Young Master Jiang!"

Lin Yue hung up the phone and jumped up: "Haha, I didn't expect anyone to be so eager to give me money, this is great!"

The person opposite said, "Oh? What do you mean by that, Brother Lin?"

Lin Yue said smugly, "Hehe, brother, I'm about to turn my life around! Someone's willing to send me money!"

Lin Yue excitedly took a big gulp of wine, then lunged at the heavily made-up woman next to him.

The man opposite him looked at him with disdain and a sly smile, then turned and left: "Brother Lin is having a good time here. Looks like I'll have to go and comfort his wife. Hehe!"

The man opposite looked at the people entangled on the sofa, lewdly grinned, and pushed open the door to leave.