Reincarnated Trillionaire Tycoon

The Building

They got into the building. Zen looked around the abandoned mess, realizing for the first time the true inspect the intrusion of the experiment had caused. There were black holes in the wall, some debris and blackened stones. It was almost as though he could imagine clearly what had happened here. As he looked at fallen walls and melted stones, flashbacks of memories that weren’t his flitted through his brain. He paused briefly at an upturned dirt in the air.

A female worker had died at this spot. She was helping others to out and somehow the impact of the portal had reached her when it blew over the top.

He ran forward and caught up with Ariel. She was surprisingly fast paced. He suppose he should not be surprised, seeing as she was a demon and had a magical trait. She suddenly stopped and he saw that they were in a shattered sort of room.

“Here was your office,” Ariel said. “Here, you made important decisions that affected or impacted the lives of others.”

“I can see that the last burst affected their lives really badly,” Zen retorted.

“Yes it did. That was but a minor mistake,” Ariel replied sarcastically.

Zen rolled his eyes and examined the place. It was a huge mess. He was about to complain about the amount of money needed to renovate the place when he remembered that he was worth a trillion dollars. Even thinking about it made him lightheaded.

“How many families did this incident affect?” He asked.

“More than you could imagine, not that it’s any of your business anyways,” she answered.

“It feels like it’s my business, especially since I’ll be taking over.”

She looked at him for a short moment, as though truly seeing him for the first time. Zen didn’t know why she was looking at him like that, but it felt like she was seeing him past the body he was in.

“If it makes you feel any better, everyone knows that you barely survived that incident.” She examined her surroundings and continued. “Now back to this. We need to bring this company back to life. That is the first step. You’ll start by employing some workers.”

“I know what to do.”

She stopped and turned slowly to him again, a viper sort of smile on her lips. “Really, now?”

“Yeah. Bringing this place back to life literally means starting all over again, doesn’t it? I know how to handle it.” He added the last part with a note of pride in his voice, hoping to impress Ariel with his skills.

She merely stepped closer with a sly look on her face. “Oh since you know everything, do you know you have a wife? You should know that, don’t you? Oh I’m sure you do.”

He was shocked, but he came over it quickly. The real owner of this body was an old man anyways, the chance of him having married was very high. He just hadn’t imagined that he would be in the body of someone who has a wife, whereas his own wife…

H shook his head and the thoughts away. The thought of her hurt more than he should.

“Oh I don’t think you know your wife,” Ariel teased. “We’ll, if you just know, her name is Emma and you will be seeing her tonight and telling her how much you missed her while you battled for your life.”

Zen sighed and kicked a stray stone. It bounced off the rocky ground and entered a hole. There were seriously a lot of things that needed change here.

“I hope Emma is nice,” he said conversationally, intending to lure Ariel into telling him what the woman looked like.

Ariel did not fall into his trap. She simply shrugged and then turned around to guide him through another part of the company. Zen tried to dig through his memories that weren’t really his about this Emma and how she would look like, but he came up with nothing. The face was blurred and the rest of her was cut off. He supposed he would have to see what she truly looks like when he eventually gets to his home… or at least the home this body was used to.

“Here was the conference room,” Ariel said as she motioned with her hands. “You’re going to have to reconstruct it. Actually, you’re going to reconstruct the whole place.”

“Can I do this with my own inspiration or must I follow the company building blueprints?”

She glanced at him briefly. “You have to follow the company blueprint, Zen. We’re going to remake its exact image as before.”

“I see.”

“We have a long way to go, but first I must present the documents to you so you see the best way to go around.”

“Thank you, Ariel.”

“You’re welcome. You do know that I won’t be able to supervise you while you work on this, right?”

He arched his brows at her. “Not at all?” He would have loved to see her work every single day.

“I mean some days, but not always,” she answered as she made her way to the exit. “If I’m breathing down on your neck every single day, I’m sure you’d find that annoying.”

“I’d find it distracting, not annoying.” He liked the direction where the conversation was heading. “Besides, I don’t mind you breathing down on my neck.”

“Hmm.”

They went outside. She faced him directly when he got into the car, her hand casually on the wheel.

“Are you ready to meet your wife, Zen?”

“No, I’m not ready.” He answered bluntly.

“You shouldn’t be. She’s a real piece of work. I wondered how you were able to put up with her for so long.”

He suddenly did not want to meet his so-called wife. “Is this necessary at all?”

Ariel smiled devilishly as she started the drive. “Oh it’s very much necessary, Zen. We already sent her a message that her dear husband is alive and kicking. She just can’t wait to meet you.”