"Okay, please wait a moment," An Di's assistant hesitated, consulting An Di.
An old friend? Could it be Tan Zongming?
An Di walked over and took the phone. "Hello, this is An Di."
"Let's meet. I know where your brother is."
Hearing about her brother's whereabouts, An Di lost her composure and panicked. "He…where is he?"
"Not meeting?" Zhao Tianhao smiled.
"Okay, time and place."
"After getting off work, the coffee shop downstairs at the Beekman Thompson Hotel."
"Okay."
…
Peng Jiahe saw that Zhao Tianhao was genuinely busy, and didn't insist on following him to the appointment.
However, the fear in her eyes as she watched Zhao Tianhao's back disappear showed that she still felt insecure.
Still worried about Zhao Tianhao leaving her, when she came downstairs, she saw that An Di had actually arrived. She checked the appointed time; she was five minutes early.
Clearly, An Di was very worried about her younger brother. Zhao Tianhao greeted her in Mandarin, not English.
Seeing Zhao Tianhao, An Di was surprised. In her memory, she couldn't recall anyone named Zhao Tianhao.
"Old friend?" An Di asked, puzzled. Zhao Tianhao smiled, knowing An Di wouldn't understand such subtleties.
Seeing Zhao Tianhao laugh, An Di was even more surprised.
"If I didn't say it that way, I couldn't guarantee you'd answer the phone. Okay, here's my business card. So you don't think I'm a scammer."
Zhao Tianhao explained, then took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to her.
An Di took it, her pupils dilating in shock. Zhao Tianhao, Chairman of Haotian Group. Even in America, she had heard of Haotian Group.
After all, it was one of the world's top ten companies.
His company was famous on Wall Street, but not so much globally.
She didn't understand why such an important figure would come to her, especially since he claimed to know about her brother.
"Why?" An Di asked, confused.
"There's no why. I'll help you find your brother, and you can become the CFO of my company."
An Di looked at Zhao Tianhao quietly. Even without finding her brother, she would have been willing to take the CFO position, let alone being personally invited by her boss. Both things were clearly beneficial to her.
Sure enough, Zhao Tianhao continued, "That's one thing. There's another, but we'll discuss the second thing after we return to China."
"Okay," An Di agreed. Whether it was advancing her career or finding her brother, she had no reason to refuse.
Besides, with a company as large as Haotian Group, the chances of finding him would be much higher. "Let me tell you about your brother's situation," An Di said, her eyes fixed on Zhao Tianhao, afraid of overlooking anything.
"Shengxuan Group can be considered half a subsidiary of Haotian Group, since Haotian Investment holds a controlling stake in Shengxuan. Naturally, we need to investigate Tan Zongming, who is appointed CEO of Shengxuan Group."
"Through our investigation, the company learned that he has a good friend, a genius with an exceptional talent for numbers—that's you."
"Coincidentally, the company needs a CFO at this time, and you were shortlisted. My subordinates showed me your information, and I was very satisfied. I also wanted to meet you, so I came in person."
"While investigating your information, the company discovered that you are an orphan with a younger brother. Out of curiosity, I had someone investigate and found that after your brother was adopted, he was sent back to Daishan before leaving Yichang."
"Why?" An Di asked.
"We haven't found that yet, but since we know your brother is in Daishan, the rest is easy to find, so..." Zhao Tianhao didn't finish his sentence.
"Okay, I'll resign as soon as possible and return to China," An Di said, her heart filled with excitement at the prospect of finding her younger brother.
"Then see you in China," Zhao Tianhao said, extending his hand to shake An Di's.
He knew An Di was naturally resistant to being approached.
However, in her excitement, An Di momentarily forgot about her own feelings and extended her hand to shake Zhao Tianhao's.
Seeing An Di's lack of resistance in shaking his hand, Zhao Tianhao's lips curled into a slight smile. If that was the case, things would be much easier.
After releasing her hand, Zhao Tianhao left. "I've already paid the bill. This is my personal cell phone number. Call me if you need any help."
An Di watched Zhao Tianhao's retreating figure, only then realizing that she had actually shaken his hand and hadn't pushed him away. An Di stared blankly at her hand.
Unbeknownst to her, Zhao Tianhao had imbued her hand with true energy, reducing the sensitivity of her skin. It was as if her hand was grasping thin air. She didn't feel anything in her hand.
However, while her senses couldn't perceive it, her eyes saw them shake hands.
An Di's resistance to others getting close was simply an amplified form of self-protection from childhood, which persisted to this day.
Zhao Tianhao gave her the impression that he wasn't someone she resisted, someone she could approach with peace of mind.
Once her inner resistance disappeared, Zhao Tianhao could approach her without using his inner energy; after all, An Di's issue was psychological. Zhao Tianhao had long wanted to try out Teacher Bai Jie's flavor!
Back in the room, seeing Zhao Tianhao return, Peng Jiahe climbed out of bed, her naked body throwing herself into his arms, hugging him tightly. It seemed she truly felt extremely insecure.
Zhao Tianhao picked up Peng Jiahe, placed her on the bed, stripped off his clothes, and pressed himself against her.
A good fuck and she'd be obedient.
...
After buying the luxury private jet, Zhao Tianhao returned to China. Before leaving, An Di called him to help with accommodation and transportation.
Zhao Tianhao had already taken care of the accommodation.
Regarding the car, Zhao Tianhao thought for a moment.
Mainly because he had too many, having inherited the Haotian Group from the previous world.
Therefore, he had also inherited his two beloved cars.
One was an Aston Martin One-77 (沪H66666), and the other was a Koenigsegg One-1 (沪H88888). Adding to this the countless other luxury cars the group had purchased.
Since he was currently driving a Koenigsegg, he couldn't let the One-77 be left out in the dust, so Zhao Tianhao decided to let An Di drive it.
Back in China, after getting off the plane, his assistant had already arranged for a driver to pick him up.
The private jet hadn't arrived yet.
Then, the coordination and the purchase of the private jet were all handled by the assistant. Peng Jiahe knew Zhao Tianhao was wealthy, but she never really grasped the extent of it. However, seeing him buy a private jet as casually as buying groceries, she Googled him.
Only then did she truly understand how outstanding the man beside her was.
Peng Jiahe felt even more insecure; she always felt that such an outstanding man wasn't meant for her.
Zhao Tianhao was unaware of her constant overthinking.
The driver stopped the car on a large bridge.
Two subordinates each carried an urn.
Zhao Tianhao helped Peng Jiahe out of the car and said to her, "Let's scatter them here; it's a way of returning home."
Peng Jiahe nodded, clinging to Zhao Tianhao's arm.
Zhao Tianhao ruffled her hair, signaling his subordinates to proceed. After scattering Lu Yuan's and Peng Hai's ashes...
Zhao Tianhao ordered his men to find two burial plots and buried the two empty urns inside.
Then he took Peng Jiahe back to his villa.
…
Two days later, An Di, having finished dealing with her resignation, returned to China.
"Hey, boss, where are you? I'm back in China! I'm at the airport! Okay, I'll wait for you!"
An Di hung up the phone and sat in the waiting hall, waiting for Zhao Tianhao to pick her up while checking the news in China online.
She had been taken to the United States since she was young, so she didn't know much about things happening in China.
Now that she was back in China, she naturally wanted to catch up on the news.
When Zhao Tianhao arrived, he saw An Di intently looking at her phone.
"An Di," Zhao Tianhao called out as he walked over.
"Ah, you're here," An Di stood up and greeted Zhao Tianhao.
Zhao Tianhao reached out and took the suitcase from An Di's hand, "inadvertently" touching her hand. An Di didn't actually pull her hand away; she only belatedly and awkwardly hid it behind her back.
Zhao Tianhao smiled, pretending not to notice An Di's little movement. "Let's go, you just got back to the country, let's treat you."
"Okay," An Di replied, snapping out of her thoughts.
Just now, she was thinking again about why she hadn't dodged.
It's happened once, twice already. Could it be that she really wouldn't resist him?