Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 478: Chapter 479: Do You Trust Me?

“Hmm, that’s a great idea!” Qiao Zui gave Gu Junzhu a thumbs-up, “Uncle Gu really hits the nail on the head! Admirable indeed!”

From what he knew of Fang Yao, he would definitely be interested in such an initiative.

His current confusion stemmed from a loss of direction in life.

With something interesting to invest his time in, his spirit would naturally revive.

And so, they set to work immediately.

Qiao Zui asked Gu Junzhu for some processes and templates from the Gu Group regarding the placement of retired soldiers. Gu Junzhu had Gu Chi fax them over from the headquarters, and Qiao Zui happily left with a stack of documents.

When he returned to the Gu Family villa with his documents, Fang Yao was up in the left building doing his physiotherapy exercises.

The Gu Family villa consisted of three buildings.

The main building was centrally positioned, while the structures at the left and right were for the bodyguards and servants respectively.

The top floor of the bodyguard building was a fully equipped martial arts room.

After their arrival, Gu Junzhu had specifically prepared a rehabilitation room for them.

The rehabilitation room was situated below the martial arts room and took up an entire floor, truly a luxurious arrangement.

Despite his sharp tongue, his Uncle Gu was pretty decent to him.

Just like a real father… well, apart from his youthful age!

Fang Yao took his injury more seriously than he did, committing to his recovery with far more diligence.

When he walked in, Fang Yao was bare-chested, intensely engrossed in his rehab exercises.

He casually took a seat on the mat by the door and called Fang Yao over, “Brother Yao, I have something good to show you.”

Fang Yao completed the entire set of exercises before walking up to him, wiping his sweat, “What is it?”

Qiao Zui passed the documents in his hands to Fang Yao, telling him about his thought of setting up a company especially for placing retired soldiers, “I have the Qiao Group, my energy is limited. You handle this, I’ll invest.”

Fang Yao squinted at him, “You make it sound like you’re relentlessly devoted to the Qiao Group.”

Qiao Zui grinned, “That’s how it is. Once the company is up and running, would you trust me to handle it?”

Fang Yao showed no expression, “I wouldn’t.”

“Well, that settles it then!” Qiao Zui quipped, “Your managerial talent outshines mine, isn’t that why you are the captain and I’m not?”

Even though his solo combat skills were superior to Fang Yao’s, he was just the vice captain.

Fang Yao said, “It’s just because you are lazy and unwilling to put your heart into it.”

If Qiao Zui was diligent, his capabilities would definitely outdo him.

Though Fang Yao was the captain of the team, when it came to strategizing during missions, Qiao Zui was the go-to person. However, due to his laziness and disdain for fussy matters, even if he were as wise as Zhuge Liang, he could never be the captain.

“Nobody’s perfect!” Qiao Zui stretched himself out lazily onto the mat, tossing his legs up, “I’ve been lazy since I was in my mom’s womb. This is it for me in this lifetime.”

Fang Yao painstakingly read through every single word in the documents.

After what felt like forever, he said, “Let’s do this.”

Qiao Zui was almost asleep by then. Hearing him say something, he lazily half-opened one eye to look at him, “Hmm?”

Fang Yao spoke in a soft voice, “Ah Zui… thank you.”

He knew why Qiao Zui, the ultimate idler who would lie instead of sit or sit instead of stand, would specifically run over to Gu Junzhu’s company to obtain these documents.

It was all for him.

He thought he had managed to hide his inner pain and confusion well, but how could he ever deceive Qiao Zui, his companion who had been by his side day and night, and had fought battles back to back with him for so long?

He truly thought that Qiao Zui’s suggestion was a good one.

Being born into a wealthy family, he was left with an inheritance that would last for several generations when his mother passed away. He couldn’t bear the pain of retirement due to injury, so what about their less fortunate comrades – those who were poor and had nothing?