A Promising Youth

Chapter 14 Recognizing Each Other

When all eyes were on me, the damn “inferiority complex and timidity” instantly made me lower my

head again!

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Timid, unconfident, wanting to run away, unable to even speak.

“Oh, he is a new employee of our company. Uncle Lau, his words were wrong, please don’t mind.”

Clara hurriedly said in a roundabout way.

“Heh, I am happy that this boy defended you!”

Director Lau patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile in his eyes.

“By the way, you really don’t know the Stone Family?

That can't be right. “General Grey.” is the Stone Family's exclusive secret formula!”

Not being very good at lying, but never admitting it for my own safety, I finally had to keep my head

down and my mouth tight, saying.

“I really don't know them. I found this formula for dyeing cloth unintentionally in a college lab.”

Although he still had some doubts, he didn't ask further, but turned to Clara and said.

“He is a talent, so Clara, keep this talent. And it is possible that in the future you will be able to continue

the glory of your mother.”

“Uncle, I got it.”

She smiled and asked coyly.

“The... funds, when will they arrive?

Without money, the workers couldn't start work.

“Hey, I had it ready for you. It will be transferred to you in the morning! The economic summit is held in

the weekend, so you have five days. It is a long time, right?”

As he said that, Director Lau instructed again.

“Don't make any more mistakes. The day before the summit, the costumes must be delivered in

required quality and quantity, understood?”

“Yes.”

After that, Director Lau left with his men, and Clara sent them to the door. Then she said to the

secretary, “Nancy, go out and close the door.”

Later, the two of us left in the conference room. She smoothed her hair and walked towards me.

I stood up and looked at her with eyes full of panic. Once, I had imagined countless times the scene of

reunion with her, but I didn’t expect it would be in this conference room at the time of her company's

crisis.

I looked at her. Those unbearable memories came flooding back to me!

‘Girl, do you know that if it weren't for you, I would have slit my wrists back in my sophomore year of

high school, that if it weren't for you, I would have had a mental breakdown when I was put into prison

by my parents, and that if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to write the article that changed

my fate while I was in prison! You are a light in my life and all I have!’

We looked at each other. I looked at her with mixed emotions, and she didn't blink, sizing me up.

But suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and my heart fluttered. Did she finally remember who

I was?

“You were sent by the second shareholder, weren't you?!”

She asked me with wide eyes and a slight tremor in her body.

“What? What second shareholder?” I was baffled by her.

“Stop pretending!”

Her face instantly became cold and she said angrily,

“There's no one else at all but the second shareholder!

Did he ask you use this cloth-dyeing formula technology to take a stake in the company, and then he

will be in charge of the company?”

I looked at her with a dumbfounded look on my face while she snorted smugly.

“Then I tell you, your purpose has been achieved. The company is in a life-and-death situation, and in

order to keep the “Blue Butterfly”, to keep my mother's factory, I'll let him take charge of the company!

Go and tell him now, Now!”

As she said that, she grabbed me by my shirt and pushed me out of the room with force.

“Sis... I ... am not.”

I panicked so much that my tongue became stiff. Even though I had a thousand words in my heart, I

couldn't say them when the moment came.

In the end, in my desperation, I clutched her shoulder violently and squeezed the words out of my

teeth.

“I will be fine.”

She froze, because those were the same words that she had told me, and they were the same words

that had given me the motivation to live after many times teetering on the edge of despair.

Gripped by me, she stared at me blankly. Her pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly, with her big eyes

twinkling twice as she asked

“Did I know you?

You seem t familiar, but I can't remember ......”

“Six years ago, at the L County Library, there was... a thin boy dressed in rags used to read there, and

then there was a girl who used to keep him company wordlessly and had given him French fries to eat,

and handed him tissues when he was most helpless, and wrote a line of words on his hand!”

As I said that, tears in my eyes flowed down.

She looked at me in , watching me very closely, and finally grabbed me violently around the

waist and said with unbridled excitement.

I remember!! It's you, it's you! My God, I remember you were a skinny and short

crybaby ......”

“Sis, can I call you Sis?”

The moment she recognized me, I had long since sobbed.

“Yes, of course! Don't cry, what are you crying about?”

She anxiously took her hand and wiped the tears from my face.

Yeah, what was I crying about?

To her, I was just an insignificant poor boy back then, but she was a life saver to me!

“Don't cry, be good!”

She patted me gently on the back and bit her lip happily as she said

“I went to your high school and inquired about you. Only after I knew that you did get into the University

of Business and Economics did I feel completely at ease. You were competitive. I just encouraged you

with a few words, but you did it. How have you been doing these years? You have graduated over a

year ago, right?”

I shook my head and but later nodded. I didn't know how to tell her about it that I'd had a bad time and

spent five years in prison, but at the moment, what would she think of me if I told her about these

experiences?

What woman would keep a man like me around?

So I lied and said I was doing well and I had gone to college.

And I asked her why she didn't go to the provincial University of Business and Economics.

She pursed her lips and smile, saying that she did well on her entrance exams and could go to a better

school outside the province, which was why she didn't choose the provincial schoo. She apologized to

me, saying that the words she wrote back then were just meant to encourage me.

I got it. How could a beautiful, brilliant woman like her give up a better opportunity to pursue her

education for a promise to a poor boy?

But that was not important. What was important was that she inspired me and helped me.

“What about you? How did you find me here?”

She asked me to sit down and got me a glass of water.

“I inquired through a friend who said you seemed to be in trouble, so I came over in a hurry.”

Holding my glass of water, I said blushing.

“So you came all the way out here just to help me?”

She looked at me suspiciously, and there was something special in her eyes.

My purpose in coming over was, indeed, to repay her, but beyond repayment, I actually held an

unrealistic fantasy. Even though that fantasy might never come true, I would be content just to be close

enough to talk to her.