Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 141 - 140 Best Substitute (2) Update Eight

Ye Shaohua was not the original person. The original feared those mall tyrants who could crush her with just a flick of their hand, but Ye Shaohua did not.

She glanced at Pu Zhehan, "What has it got to do with you?"

"You’re just asking for trouble," Pu Zhehan said, looking at Ye Shaohua’s nonchalant expression, "Do you think he really likes you? You are just his..."

Pu Zhehan stopped halfway through his sentence and then abruptly halted, "Don’t think you’re that important. People from our kind of families will eventually marry someone of equal social status."

"What do you mean?" Ye Shaohua knew that at this point in the plot development she was not yet aware of Zhao Yijun’s existence, and she squinted at Pu Zhehan. freёnovelkiss.com

Thinking of Zhao Yijun, although Pu Zhehan disliked Ye Shaohua’s presence, he felt a modicum of sympathy for her.

He looked at Ye Shaohua pitifully, "It’s nothing."

After all, once Yizhou met Yijun, Ye Shaohua would have no future.

Ye Shaohua knew Pu Zhehan would not tell her the truth. She glanced at him and then left Liao Yizhou’s residence. She visited her mother in the hospital and then became busily engrossed in another part-time job.

Soon, it was time to go to work on Monday.

Ye Shaohua was just an intern at the company. Interns were there to fetch tea, water, and do any kind of menial tasks. She bought a few stocks while thinking about when to resign, and how to repay Liao Yizhou’s money to cover her mother’s living expenses, knowing that relying only on the internship and simplicity would certainly not suffice.

For the next three days, Ye Shaohua lived her life in an orderly routine.

Originally indifferent to her, Liao Yizhou now occasionally called her.

"Tonight, Manager Zhao is treating everyone to dinner." At the end of work that day, the happy director of the company’s department announced.

The dormitory boss’s eyes shone as she immediately looked at Ye Shaohua, "Shaohua, you’ll soon see a character from ’Floating Clouds’!"

Zhao Yijun was indeed outstanding. Many of her insights and viewpoints were very advanced internationally. Having been at the company for only a few days, she had already helped the boss with a big project.

"Do you see? Does she resemble her?" The boss whispered to Ye Shaohua, "I’ve heard Manager Zhao’s family is also very wealthy. She’s just out for experience. Indeed, the life of such a person is much more exciting than that of us minor characters."

Ye Shaohua merely smiled and did not speak. Accustomed to her own cool demeanor, the dormitory boss did not sense anything amiss.

On the other hand, Zhao Yijun was also discussing how much the two resembled each other.

Zhao Yijun had not paid attention at first, but after seeing Ye Shaohua’s face, she was taken aback. The resemblance, it was about sixty to seventy percent?

"Who is this person?" Her palm tensed subconsciously as she asked with an indifferent tone.

"Her? When it comes to Ye Shaohua," the Human Resources Director remembered a bit, "an intern from S University, a child from a single-parent family, works very hard and has a good chance to become a permanent employee."

"Single parent?" Hearing these words, Zhao Yijun relaxed a bit and lost further interest in Ye Shaohua.

After the dinner, Zhao Yijun walked with the directors to the parking lot. As she was opening the door of her Porsche, a surprised voice came from not too far away, "Yijun, you’re back?!"

Zhao Yijun brightened at the sight of the person in front of her, "Yi Xian?"

"You still remember us, but you didn’t even let us know when you came back!" Yi Xian spoke as if she resented her.

"After all, I left without saying goodbye," Zhao Yijun sighed, "I thought you had forgotten about me."

"How could you say that? Do you know how Yizhou tortured himself when you went abroad?" Yi Xian said.

Suddenly hearing the name Liao Yizhou, Zhao Yijun was startled for a moment, "Then... is he doing well now? When I left, I seemed to hear that Uncle Liao was involved in a case..."

"It’s all from three years ago," Yi Xian patted her shoulder, "You don’t know, the profligate disciple of that year has turned into a big demon head who calls the shots in the Imperial City’s business circles. Now, Yongteng Enterprise is his, and he dictates the business world of Imperial City."

"Yongteng Enterprise?" Even abroad, this name was renowned, and its assets were far greater than those of the Zhao Family.

She truly did not expect that the hopeless rich kid she had abandoned had become a young and successful business tycoon.

"Then his girlfriend must be very happy," Zhao Yijun pushed her hair back behind her head and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Yi Xian’s smile froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered, "What girlfriend? You know Yizhou has only you in his heart; how could he have a girlfriend?"

But Zhao Yijun, being a clever person herself, did not miss the hesitation in Yi Xian’s eyes.

She quietly took note of this incident.

News within their circle hardly kept secret, and after Zhao Yijun returned home, she quickly learned about Ye Shaohua from other people.

Although she understood that it was reasonable for Liao Yizhou to look for a girlfriend over the past three years, a sullen feeling still surfaced in Zhao Yijun’s heart.

She unlocked her phone and opened a sneakily taken photo. The picture was probably taken from some bar, a bit blurry, but Zhao Yijun could still see Liao Yizhou’s focused gaze on the girl beside him.

She clenched her teeth and looked at the girl associated with Liao Yizhou. Upon a closer look, she was stunned.

Although the light was dim, the girl’s face was somewhat familiar.

Without much scrutiny, she knew there was a resemblance of about fifty to sixty percent to herself.

Zhao Yijun was stunned for a while, and then looked at the photo, silently laughing.

So she was just a stand-in after all.

Zhao Yijun turned off her phone, her expression relaxing. Now that she herself was back, it was time for the stand-in to disappear.