After Losing My Memory, I Became a Wrecking Ball in Corporate Warfare

As the Yuan family's only omega young master, Yuan Nianyu lost his memory and became convinced he had a mission to take down the rival company.

His older brother handed him a fake employee badge. "Get the confidential information within three months, and I'll give you a share of the company."

He conveniently left out the fact that Yuan Nianyu had already gone undercover at this company last year.

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On his first day at work, he slashed the seats of every shared bike downstairs from the office.

The admin department calmly replaced them. "The Yuan Nianyu exclusive model has arrived."

On the second day, he killed the front-desk money tree with boiling water.

The facilities team calmly replaced it. "It's fine. We just got a new one last week, blessed and all."

A month later, he bribed the cleaner to unplug the internet cable.

The programmers applauded, moved to tears. "Ever since management made us upload to the cloud every five minutes, clients haven't been able to screw us over anymore!"

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Yuan Nianyu was furious, but since he was already there, and his suppressants had run out, he lured the handsome Alpha intern who always helped him with the stairs into the break room.

Then, one day, he cut the power and slipped into the CEO's office in the dark.

He picked the lock on the safe. Inside were the annual reports:

"List of Expenses for Shared Bike Damage"

"Guide to Caring for Money Trees"

"Proposal to Install a Password Lock on the Internet Port"

Yuan Nianyu: ???

Then a burning palm covered the hand clutching the reports.

The "intern" scraped his canine against the gland at the back of Yuan Nianyu's neck. His fingers hooked the ring Yuan Nianyu had been wearing around his neck as a pendant.

"You stole my bid documents two years ago, got me drunk to pry out my quote three months ago..."

"And now you're trying to wriggle out of our wedding ring too?"

Amid the overwhelming scent of sandalwood, Yuan Nianyu finally pulled out the document buried beneath a stack of files.

It was an "Additional Terms for an Arranged Marriage" agreement.

"Let's get reacquainted," the man said, undoing the top button of Yuan Nianyu's shirt with his teeth. "I'm your arranged-marriage partner, the one whose contract you stamped yourself, and your future sparring partner in business warfare."

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