One Useless Rebirth

Translator: Sissy That Walk

He Bai didn't reply, presumably engaged in "secretly photographing" the girls.

"You bastard, little puppy!" Staring at the chat page, Di Qiuhe kept tapping on the screen. Meanwhile, he kept picturing that little puppy crouching down in the grass or hiding behind the parterre secretly photographing beautiful girls in the way he once did to him.

"Already told you to behave yourself. Why don't you listen to me?" He started pacing back and forth out of rage and kicked the mineral water bottle away. The gentleness had gone completely, and instead he looked irritated.

After pacing for a while, he couldn't help but send a message.

A Bird Born in Autumn: Turn off your camera right now. Delete the photos and go back to sleep! No more secret photography! Reasons? That…. that's because it's wrong to secretly photograph girls! Absolutely wrong! This is way over the line! What were you thinking?

He was in the locker room right now as his training was just over and his vest was still sweaty. With his sweaty, newly cut hair and his furious face, he looked rather masculine and wildly sexy.

When Wang Boyi walked in, he saw such a different Di Qiuhe. He halted his steps and stooped down to pick up the mineral water bottle on the ground. After pausing for a while, he stepped forward and whispered "Mr. Di, the martial arts choreographer sends me over to check up on you and ask why you haven't gone out yet. Is the water supply got suspended again in the bathroom right next to the changing room?"

Di Qiuhe turned to look at him with abstruse eyes and didn't reply.

Lowering his head, Wang Boyi looked away to avoid eye contact with him. His body slightly tightened when he saw his pectoral and abdominal muscles through the vest, "Also, tomorrow is Miss Jia's birthday. We have finished the preparation work for the coming media coverage and the studio needs to know when you would like to release it." As he was saying that, he gradually lowered his head as a sign of subservience.

At the very beginning when he was threatened by Di Qiuhe, he simply felt unfair and unlucky that he should get the goods on him. But ever since he saw Di Qiuhe's secret crazy team, he had become completely convinced and had grown terrified of this man.

There were a lot of showbiz-related marketing accounts and paparazzi teams operating on the Internet. On one hand, the stars hated them, on the other hand, they relied on them. Because they were usually the necessary evils whenever those stars needed help hyping up their events, propping up their popularities, or starting a smear campaign.

This kind of business had only truly become a thing for these few years and it's the product of the rapidly developing Internet. He did not know much about them, but he had dealt with them several times when he worked for the big boss.

They were a bunch of mean profiteers who actually took pride in what they were doing. He despised them and mocked them inwardly, but he never thought that the most fanatical bunch among them would be Di Qiuhe's men.

No, to describe them as a group of people would be a mild understatement. In fact, they were rather like a bunch of loyal dogs raised by Di Qiuhe and would bite whoever Di Qiuhe asked them to. Among those dogs, there were respected commentators who appeared to be neutral, and there were also notorious jerks, Internet celebrities who either were famous for being funny or blunt-speaking. The mixed types made it almost impossible for people to realize that they all actually belonged to the same team.

He finally realized that it wasn't bad luck that he got caught. It was because he had been deliberately targeted ever since he was assigned to Di Qiuhe.

Di Qiuhe was only 23 years old this year, but many of his minions had been popular for seven or eight years. That's to say, Di Qiuhe had been controlling those people since he was a teenager at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

That was simply too terrible a hypothesis, one which was beyond anyone's imagination.

"What are you thinking?"

Di Qiuhe asked in a such a composed and cold manner that his casual tone led people to feel like he didn't mean anything by asking this question. Wang Boyi was startled upon hearing this question, but he soon regained his composure. After taking a step back and a deep breath, he replied, "Yes, Mr. Di. I was thinking about when you organized the team." By now he had known a thing or two about how to deal with Di Qiuhe, which was that you could make mistake, but you should never lie to him. "No, it wasn't me who arranged this." Di averted his eye contact. He put the phone into his pocket and opened the locker. "That's a gift from my grandpa."

In shock, Wang Boyi suddenly looked up at him.

Who would have thought that it was actually a legacy passed down from the retired Chairman! Back then it was rumored all over the company that the retired Chairman had a deep affection for his grandson but was unsatisfied with his only son. To quash this rumor, the old chairman even went so far as to fire a large number of senior managers.

He once heard from a laid-off senior staff that the retire Chairman had a very important resource in hand, and he did not pass it on to the next chairman but instead to his grandson Di Qiuhe. From a few occasional conversations he had with the chairman, he found that the sitting chairman seemed also suspicious about the authenticity of the rumor. However, after he had removed most of the senior staffs of Huang Du until there was virtually no one who had known about this grandson Di Qiuhe, Di Bian gradually dropped his suspicion as he had now controlled everything in Huang Du. On the contrary, the supposedly empowered Di Qiuhe after receiving the old chairman's secret heritage had become weaker and weaker ever since. A capable man, no doubt, but he seemed like such an easy target to be picked on.

But all these were just facades! Di Qiuhe was not an easy target at all! He was a wolf in disguise!

Maybe the team wasn't the only thing that Di Qiuhe inherited. The old chairman built Huang Du from scratch and he must have had some underhand resources. The current operation of Huang Du seemed so too legit and not at all smooth and aggressive like how it used to be when it was captained by the retired Chairman.

"Tell the martial arts choreographers that my stomach feels funny and so I won't be having the midnight snack with them. I gotta take a rain check." After taking out clean clothes, he waved to Wang Boyi and turned around to the bathroom. "Assistant Wang, you can think about me all you want, but you do well to keep your mouth shut. I am not the type to dwell on the unpleasant past but going forward you must follow my lead."

Wang Boyi suddenly realized that he had been in a trance for a while, and so he hurriedly replied in a respectful manner, "Yes, Mr. Di." Maybe he had had some other thoughts about Di before, but now…… He dared not think about them anymore.

The man in the mirror was very young, yet he was wearing a somewhat sullen look on his face. Di Qiuhe raised his hand to wipe off the mist on the mirror and curled up his lips a little bit until gradually a gentle smile broke out on his face.

"I am not angry."

He tapped on the mirror and looked away from his phone beside the washbasin. He curled up his lips, "Nothing. A naughty little brother has been acting up recently, that's all. It takes time to discipline him."

Snap.

He took down the towel from his neck in one quick swing and hung it onto the steel towel rack. The gentle look on his face was no more and with a frown, he took out his phone to search for He Bai's number, then he dialed his number, all the while gritting his teeth, "How dare you take photo of these girls like a pervert? A brat like you deserves a good spanking! This kind of obscenity ends right now!"

"Hello?" He Bai answered over the phone in bewilderment, and on the background were the birthday song and girl's laughter. "Why do you call me now. The training is over? Yeah, right. I'm at Miss Jia's birthday party to take photos for her and Mr. Jia Er has just mentioned you. What did you tell him? Why would he think that I was fired by the Saint Elephant?

Upon hearing that, all Di Qiuhe's anger and the strong desire to yell suddenly vanished. He racked his brain to come up with a logical explanation and yet found none. Coincidentally, he spotted the twisted look on his face in the mirror while he was turning his head around. His body froze a bit and he quickly covered the phone camera as if he was afraid of being seen by the man on the other side.

"Hello? Why aren't you speaking? Did you butt dial me? Wait, is that water splashing?"

In the mirror was a man awkwardly covering the phone camera. It wasn't a pretty scene to look at.

Putting down the phone, Di Qiuhe turned his back to the mirror. Then he leaned on the washbasin, and said with a cough, "I just get out of the shower and water sound you heard came from the bathroom. Anyway, you said you are taking photos for Miss Jia at her birthday party?"