Lin Ze briefly recounted the conversation he just had with the two of them.
Song Tao widened his eyes, and after hearing it, for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of schadenfreude.
He coughed dryly and said, "So, as I predicted, what goes around comes around, and now itâs your turn?"
Lin Ze glanced at him, frowning, "What do you think, what does Changhuan actually mean?"
Song Tao was almost desperate for his brotherâs emotional intelligence.
He held his forehead, "Do you even need to ask what to do? Hurry up and go after her!"
Lin Ze looked at him, "Of course I know, I wonât give up. Iâm just not sure what she really feels about me now."
Song Tao looked at him in exasperation, "I really wonder how you managed to get a foothold in Linâs. If you brought even half of your business acumen to your love life, probably you and Zhong Changhuan wouldnât be in this current situation."
"If she really gave up on you, didnât like you anymore, would she still tacitly allow you to pursue her? With Changhuanâs qualities, if she wasnât holding onto old feelings for you, would she be without someone by her side for five years?"
"Obviously, the girl is just throwing a tantrum. No problem there, you wasted so many years of her time, itâs only fair that she throws a little fit and wants to teach you a lesson."
Song Tao encouraged his friend, "This time, you better not let this opportunity slip away. For Zhong Changhuan to go this far for you, you should really count your blessings."
Lin Ze suddenly felt enlightened in his heart.
He said to Song Tao, "Thank you, buddy, once I win Changhuan over, Iâll treat you to dinner."
Song Tao looked at his friend full of vigor and silently sighed: I fear you will have to suffer this time.
The things he just said truly reflected his own thoughts.
But there were some things he didnât say out loud, worried it would dishearten his friend.
From what he knows about Zhong Changhuan, sheâs not someone who lets herself suffer a loss.
Itâs likely that the biggest concession sheâs ever made in her life was for Lin Ze, and now that he wants to start over, it wonât be easy.
However, thinking from a different perspective, if it were him, Song Tao, faced with someone like Lin Ze, wanting to start anew?
If I donât make you suffer, Iâm not Song Tao!
So, regarding the fate his friend is about to face, Song Tao expressed a helpless (amused) inability (happy) to help (watch).
Meanwhile, Lin Ze returned to the company and immediately had his secretary figure out Gu Shengyinâs schedule, that is, the itinerary for the upcoming period.
Such matters arenât too confidential, and with some effort, could be obtained.
Only...
The secretary looked somewhat bewildered at the task given by the general manager; did she guess wrong?
The general manager, in private, is actually a fashion fanatic?
She shook her head, trying to drive away these inexplicable thoughts from her mind.
The gossip of a superior isnât easy to enquire into, she should just obediently complete the tasks assigned to her.
As someone capable of becoming the general managerâs secretary, her abilities naturally werenât just for show.
By that afternoon, a thick schedule appeared on Lin Zeâs desk.
Lin Ze flipped through it page by page.
"Secretary Wang, postpone everything scheduled for tomorrow morning, I have some personal matters to attend to."
"Okay, General Manager." Secretary Wang felt a bit strange, as there was originally a departmental briefing meeting scheduled for tomorrow morning, which now had to be moved to the afternoon.
However, she hadnât heard of any activities the General Manager had planned?