Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 165 - 140. He has more vision than his father.

Chapter 165: 140. He has more vision than his father.

"Ah, no worries."

Wu Zizhi quickly waved his hand, his tone calm, "The stir-fried pork is too spicy, I’m not used to it."

Not showing weakness to others was his last bit of stubbornness.

Returning to his seat, he felt out of place for the first time, twisting and turning involuntarily, finding it uncomfortable no matter how he sat.

After a while longer, Wu Zizhi really couldn’t take it anymore, deliberately looked at his phone for a message, and stood up.

"I need to head back, my roommate said the resident assistant is doing lights-out checks tonight, and it’s bad if they take down names for being late."

There were too many defenses broken tonight, to stay any longer would be torture.

Hearing this, Pan Xuan also glanced at her watch, "Ah, it’s about that time. Shall we all head back then?"

"Today’s Friday, aren’t you going to the next event?"

Lu Jincheng, as the organizer, was worried everyone hadn’t had enough fun.

"Let’s just call it a day, I’ll leave the rest of the time for you and Rui Rui’s two-person world~"

Pan Xuan hooked arms with Tan Huilin, cheerily waved at Lu Jincheng, and also stood up and headed for the door.

Thus, the Jiangcheng Team’s dinner gathering came to an end.

Lu Jincheng settled the bill at the front desk, handed the car keys to Zhong Ruixi, and the two walked out side by side.

"Why take a taxi, I’ll drive you?"

Among the students present, Zhong Ruixi was the only one feeling unwell and had not drunk any alcohol, so she could be a temporary driver.

Tan Huilin and others were still waiting for a cab by the roadside, and they were immediately drawn to Zhong Ruixi’s voice.

"Rui Rui, we graduated from the same driving school, are you sure you can handle it?"

White headlights illuminated from a distance, Pan Xuan burst into laughter looking at Zhong Ruixi opening the driver’s door.

"Of course she can! I’ve been driving on the road several times during the holiday."

Zhong Ruixi beckoned, and Pan Xuan and Tan Huilin came over, giggling as they climbed into the back seat.

"Is there room for one more? Who’s it gonna be?"

"No way, Wu Zizhi is too heavy, no more space, Liu Zhe, Liu Zhe!"

Pan Xuan rolled down the window, and the last space in the car was squeezed into by Liu Zhe.

No helping it, the gift from Zhou Sinin was a compact car, fitting three in the back was a tight squeeze.

If one of them was a big guy, the experience wouldn’t be too pleasant.

Wu Zizhi watched the group blend into the traffic, and as they drove past him, a horn honked.

He lifted his hand, forcing a smile at the goodbye waves from his classmates in the car.

"Bye!"

Walking alone amidst the hustle, long sleeves and trousers worn, he involuntarily shivered.

...

"Lu Jincheng, you have so many knick-knacks in your car?"

As soon as she got into the car, Pan Xuan’s oriole-like voice rang out, curiously surveying around, she asked.

Aromatherapy, lumbar support, a cat charcoal bag plush, Garden of Herbs storage box, there was even a pink tissue box in the back...

All these assorted trinkets, how does this look like a boy’s car?

"Some of these I bought myself, and others were gifts from Rui Rui."

Mr. Lu adjusted the passenger seat to make space in the back less cramped and responded with a smile.

This was the art of language.

Of all those things, only the air freshener was personally picked by him, and Zhong Ruixi gave a very practical lumbar support.

The rest were little gifts from other girls.

Women can be complex yet simple.

For example, if a man’s car is plain, with no decorations, nobody would have much to say.

But just one discordant ornament...

Like when Guan Yongyi went with him to vaccinate Mian Mian and casually left a cute cat charcoal bag.

That action was like planting a flag in ancient times to mark territory.

From that moment on, whenever others rode in Mr. Lu’s car, they’d find excuses to leave a little trinket.

"The car even lacks a tissue box~"

"You need lumbar support for long trips~"

"The back needs a storage box~"

Although so far, no one passenger has had the sense of exclusive territory to ask directly, maintaining a superficial harmony.

But every time he drove out, he had to prepare himself mentally.

This situation also gave Mr. Lu quite a headache, mostly preferring to ride his electric scooter.

Damn it, once the stocks pay off, I’m getting a new car!

The next car will definitely be minimalist.

Can’t carry on like this!

"You have a pretty girlish taste, huh."

Just as they approached a red light, Zhong Ruixi turned her head, pulled out a tissue from the box, and wiped her phone screen.

...

After dropping off the classmates at their respective schools, Zhong Ruixi slowly drove into Nanhu University with Lu Jincheng.

The National Day had just passed; Guo Minjie had found him a faculty parking spot, and the license had been registered in the system, making it easier to come and go.

Zhong Ruixi parked the car, and they held hands, walking along the path toward the dormitory.

A gust of autumn wind blew by just after they stepped out.

Lu Jincheng tugged at Zhong Ruixi, pulling her close with one arm around her trim waist, moving her in front of his body.

"Aren’t you wearing a bit too little?"

Walking down the street, there were indeed very few girls in short skirts.

"Who knew it could be so cold tonight!"

Zhong Ruixi shivered from the cold, tilted her head to find his shoulder, and slipped her hand into the sleeve of his shirt, trying to share a bit of his warmth.

"You really should know better. This outfit may look nice, but autumn is fast approaching."

Lu Jincheng watched her with a smile, presenting himself as if ready for the picking, he tucked her hand inside his sleeve.

Warmth pulsed in the palm of her hand. Zhong Ruixi knew she was in the wrong, but still retorted, "Everyone dresses like this!"

This was an ensemble unanimously praised by her roommates!

"Recently, we’ve been following a reality show called ’Goddess’s New Clothes’. The female celebrities said that as long as a woman looks good, she doesn’t fear the cold."

"Looking good is most important."

"Ha ha ha ha~"

Lu Jincheng grinned, pinching her cheek.

"Let’s not listen to them, you look good no matter what you wear."

The evening breeze came in gusts, and especially at a time when Zhong Ruixi ought not to catch cold, Lu Jincheng dutifully escorted her back to her dormitory.

...

Jiangnan Garden Building 6.

"Guan Guan, my dad is coming to Jiang City on business tomorrow. He asked if you want to join us for lunch."

On Friday night, Zhou Sinin and Guan Yongyi, sisters who hadn’t seen each other in a long time, went out to unwind a little.

Back home, Zhou Sinin just happened to receive a call from her dad.

After prattling on over the phone for a while, she tossed her mobile to the side before asking.

"Sure, I haven’t seen Uncle Zhou in ages."

Guan Yongyi leaned back on the sofa, nodding with her eyes half-closed as Mian Mian curiously poked her little head out of her arms.

Not only were the next generations close sisters, but their elders were also well acquainted, often visiting each other during holidays.

"I overheard him saying that he’s coming to Jiang City to invest in some live broadcasting platform and to check up on us in the process."

Zhou Sinin pulled her brown hair into a ponytail, sitting down next to her best friend, rubbing the stuffed cat on her belly.

"A live broadcasting platform in Jiang City? Douyu?"

Working as a frontline assistant at a law firm and having negotiated Mou Keyan’s live broadcasting contract, Guan Yongyi had some insight into Jiang City’s emerging industries.

"That... I don’t know. He just mentioned it, but I didn’t catch the details."

Zhou Sinin, a social butterfly, hadn’t really watched many live streams.

"Lu Jincheng has a studio. You know about it, right?"

Guan Yongyi lifted her arm to turn off the slow tune playing from the speaker.

"Yeah, didn’t our senior get signed by that studio?"

Zhou Sinin hugged her knees, with the hem of her nightgown riding up, revealing her fair, tender skin and slender legs as smooth and gleaming as onions.

"Besides Xinyi and Pei Pei, Golden Stone studio’s lead actress serves as a host in the Douyu Dance Zone."

"How did you know?"

"I tagged along with Lawyer Shang when she went to negotiate that contract. She pulls in about this much a month."

Guan Yongyi stretched out her fingers, making a gesture.

"Huh?"

"That much?"

Zhou Sinin pursed her lips, blinking several times in surprise.

She just dances on screen, thanks people for gifts, and still earns more than the daily grind at a coffee shop!

"Yep! It seems Uncle Zhou really has an eye for good investments. This industry really does seem promising."

Guan Yongyi stretched leisurely, speaking in hushed tones.

Even they, hailing from Rome, were shocked by the figure.

"Umm, well, I’d say he has more of an eye for it... starting from scratch and making it big all on his own."

Zhou Sinin was momentarily startled, inadvertently complimenting him.

"Like my dad, at best, is just gilding the lily."

Unexpectedly, her friend’s meaningful gaze swiftly swept over her.

That "he," of course, referred to Lu Jincheng.

Your own dad gets praised, yet you don’t join in, instead, you compare him to some young guy—what’s that about?

Zhou Sinin, oh Zhou Sinin, must you be so partial?

"Oh no, I mean..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhou Sinin realized something was amiss. Her cheeks turned crimson as she tried to explain but didn’t quite know what to say.

"It’s okay, it’s okay, I understand."

Guan Yongyi waved it off, draping an arm over her best friend’s shoulders, and whispered conspiratorially.

"You can tell me, it’s fine. But don’t let Uncle Zhou hear that. Him being so successful, yet in your eyes, he doesn’t compare to some young upstart—he’d be livid!"

Zhou Sinin’s father, Zhou Yuanxin, was the head of IDG Capital’s Shanghai office.

He not only led the team with the longest cooperative history in the domestic venture capital industry, but his staff also boasted backgrounds and rich experience in technology, medicine, finance, management, and venture capital operations.

With outstanding performance and a good reputation in the industry, he had earned the trust of countless entrepreneurs and investors.

Such a prominent figure was, in his own daughter’s eyes, somewhat ordinary.

"Guan Yongyi, do I look like a fool to you?"

"Yep, I could never say what you just did. If you’re not the fool, who is?"

The short-haired girl’s eyes sparkled with mirth as she raised an eyebrow at her companion.

"You’re the fool! Take this!"

Zhou Sinin giggled along, leaning forward with her arms reaching out, tickling Guan Yongyi’s sides with mischief.

Mian Mian uttered puzzled meows, watching as the two frolicked together. Laughter, playful scolding, and shrieks echoed back and forth in the living room.