The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

an interview with reporters, Cheng Che, the heir of Cheng Financial Group, said that he loved his girlfriend very much.
Good news may be coming.
However, he and another young master are still in a love triangle…”

Lou Ziyu sent the newspaper to Cheng Che in the early morning of the next day, “How come these reporters from Hong Kong City are more annoying than reporters from the mainland?”

Cheng Che’s reaction was rather flat, “It’s just their habit.”

But the next day, another piece of news made the headlines.

It was Cheng Zhi who spoke in person, “What I did before caused your misunderstandings.
I apologize for this.
The amusement park is a gift for my sixth brother’s girlfriend.
After you reminded me, I deeply felt that the name of my brother’s girlfriend for the park was quite wrong as this incident has caused a lot of trouble for me, my sixth brother and his girlfriend.
I have no intention of getting involved in my sixth brother and his girlfriend’s relationship.
Here, I hope that everyone will not misunderstand anymore.
After this incident, I deeply feel that I must be more cautious in everything I do in the future to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings…”

Jiang Nan read the contents of the newspaper word by word.
He put away the newspaper and looked at Cheng Zhi, “Why did you suddenly decide to quit?”

Cheng Zhi looked at the company report in his hand and said without looking up, “Suddenly?”

Jiang Nan asked curiously, “Yes, very suddenly.
What made you change?”

Cheng Zhi put down the report, “It’s easy to fall, but it’s not easy to be motivated.”

Cheng Zhi himself didn’t know what happened to him before.

After encountering successive blows, he seemed to have fallen overnight.
He got addicted to the poison called alcohol for a while and even forgot his ideals and ambitions.

He almost forgot what life he wanted.

It was Cheng Che’s rhetorical question that woke him up.

That night, he said, “Is this really the life you want?”

Addicted to alcohol, doing nothing every day, drunk life and squandering youth and healthy body.

Was this really the life he wanted?

How could that be possible?

He should be the high-spirited, outstandingly capable and energetic Cheng Zhi like Mr.
Cheng said, rather than the Cheng Zhi who indulged himself in sorrow every day!