Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 511: I’m Here to Notify You, Not to Discuss With You

Chapter 511: Chapter 511: I’m Here to Notify You, Not to Discuss With You

The man had changed out of his previously luxurious traditional Chinese dress into the simplest black suit.

Yet his light golden cropped hair and distinctive features still made him the most dazzling presence.

Smiling faintly, his gaze was as gentle as the spring breeze in March, Matchlessly noble.

Gu Qiang was stunned for a moment.

Not just because of his appearance, but also because his eyes and eyebrows resembled those of her elder brother so much.

"Yu’er, you’ve come back."

Zhao Lang nodded slightly, "Yes, just got back."

He was about to push open the door of the study in front of him, but Gu Qiang didn’t want him to leave so soon, so she teasingly reminded him from behind, "You child, how come you’ve forgotten your manners after going abroad? You didn’t even call me aunt."

Zhao Lang turned around slowly, still smiling in his eyes, but the words that came out were far from gentle.

"You and I both know well, you are not really my aunt. It’s fine to pretend in front of others, but there’s no need behind closed doors, right?"

Gu Qiang’s smile suddenly froze on her face, looking extremely ugly, but she still forced a smile.

"Gu Yu, what are you talking about, if I’m not your aunt, who am I then?"

Zhao Lang looked down, fiddling with the ring on his thumb, his face showing a trace of impatience.

"Has some people who have been canaries for too long forgotten their original identity? Grandma only took pity on you and raised you by her side; you have never been my father’s real sister, nor my real aunt, so don’t even think about using a senior’s identity to pressure me."

He looked up again, smiled, and placed his index finger to his lips.

"Being polite is better for both of us."

With that, he turned and went into the study, then slammed the carved mahogany door shut behind him.

Gu Qiang stood there, initially puzzled, then becoming angrily embarrassed, and finally, her entire body trembled with rage.

Even Gu Yu from before wouldn’t dare to speak to her in such a tone, right?

What gives this fake young master the right?!

Not his real relative?

Ha, Gu Huaijin is already dead and buried, his ashes worming through the ancestral cemetery of the Gu Family, and everyone outside thinks she, Gu Qiang, is the only daughter of the Gu Family. His denial changes nothing?!

Gu Qiang stormed off angrily.

Inside the study, the old man was flipping through an ancient book; hearing the commotion behind him, he grunted.

"You weren’t very polite to that woman, aren’t you afraid she’ll make trouble for you?"

Zhao Lang casually picked a spot to sit down, then picked up a cup of tea and moistened his throat, completely ignoring that he was sitting beside the Gu Family Patriarch, the most terrifying figure to countless people.

After blowing on the foam on his tea, he said lightly, "I’m the only eldest grandson of the Gu Family, what do I have to be afraid of? Besides, haven’t you also found her disagreeable for a long time, only tolerating her because you were worried Grandma would be unhappy?"

"Did you always speak and act like this when you were in that poor village?"

"There were not so many rules in that poor village, naturally, I didn’t talk and act that way."

"You...."

The old man sounded like he was exasperated, but his mouth was curved in a smirk.

This is truly my own grandson, temperament just like mine.

"Tell me, how did you find the company, are you adjusting well?"

Zhao Lang didn’t respond.

In his previous six lifetimes, he had personally managed that company for four of them and was more than familiar with it; his visit today was merely to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, giving a warning to those who were disobedient.

"I didn’t come to talk about the company business," Zhao Lang stood up, placing the tea cup aside, "I’m leaving this afternoon."

Grandfather: ?

He maneuvered his wheelchair around. "Where are you going?"

Zhao Lang smiled, "Going to Dragon Ridge Island."

"What are you doing there? Do you also want to stir up trouble like that brat from the Jin Family?"

"No, I signed up for that variety show. I’m going to shoot a TV program."

Grandfather: ?

Now he was truly angry.

"Nonsense! Absolute nonsense!" He banged his cane loudly, "Do you know how many eyes are watching you right now?"

"I know, which is why I must go," he said. "If I don’t show up, how can I let those people give up?"

"That’s not acceptable," the grandfather still said sternly, his face unyielding. "I told you I would have Ping Zhang schedule a press conference to officially announce your identity as part of the Gu Family. Until then, don’t go causing any more trouble."

"Causing trouble? I’m going to Dragon Ridge Island specifically to deal with the troubles your ’beloved grandson’ stirred up. If you had managed him properly, would he have left such a mess for me to clean up?"

Unexpectedly, the grandfather’s attitude was still resolute, "I’ve said no, and that means no. I’ll have someone handle the variety show matter, and as for his previous mischief, I will have Ping Zhang take care of it gradually. You don’t need to worry about it."

Zhao Lang flicked his eyelid, "Grandfather, it seems you’ve misunderstood."

"I’m here to inform you, not to discuss with you."

"Also, I would like to borrow Assistant He for a while. Have someone else take care of you during this period. I’ve already arranged for someone, and they will arrive in a couple of days to serve you as needed."

After saying this, he turned and left. Before the door could even close, the grandfather’s cursing voice and the sound of his slippers flew out together.

Zhao Lang didn’t care and walked away without looking back.

Inside, the grandfather watched his retreating figure and shook his head helplessly.

This kid, just as stubborn as his father.

Nothing to be done about it, since he owed him, let him be.

...

...

Jiang Mingyu moved into a villa near the West District.

The place was close to the Jiang Family, and renting the villa only cost eighty thousand yuan a month.

To ensure his lifestyle, he heavily invested in hiring a personal assistant.

—During his time as a celebrity, he had three personal assistants serving him, and when abroad, he tried being independent. However, he always ended up receiving help from people, to the extent that he felt somewhat uncomfortable handling things alone upon his return.

Jiang Mingyu had no other specific requirements; all he needed was someone quiet and efficient.

Yet, the agency sent over a sweet-looking college girl.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, my name is An Jing, and I’m here to apply for the position of your personal assistant."

Jiang Mingyu: "...."

He wanted a quiet and clean housekeeper, not a person named An Jing!

But after the agency left the girl there, they departed. The girl was diligent, though. Without waiting for him to speak, she unpacked her bags and went straight to the kitchen, quickly whipping up three dishes.

Jiang Mingyu didn’t recognize them at first, but after tasting them, he almost cried.

This was the hometown food he’d been craving for three years!

So, he kept her on.

The girl was also diligent, arriving and leaving on time every day, and occasionally she would bring some flowers to decorate the sparsely furnished room.

Another point that satisfied Jiang Mingyu was that although she was talkative, she hadn’t recognized who he was even now.