Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 261 - 194. Qu Shui Orchid Pavilion

Chapter 261: 194. Qu Shui Orchid Pavilion

After school.

The crowd at the entrance of building 15 had turned into a bustling ocean.

"Psh, I bet you haven’t seen it, always so busy, no life at all."

Lu Jincheng and Zhong Ruixi walked side by side, at the end of November, under the bright sunlight.

Today’s Bai Yueguang was as eye-catching as ever, wearing a brown short knitted top paired with high-waisted jeans, following the "short + high" formula, making her proportions look absolutely great.

She still had her hair in a high ponytail, specially choosing a pair of arched earrings to fill the sides, slinging a shoulder bag as a second accessory.

From afar, just staring at her slowly advancing silhouette, one could also faintly feel that this girl was definitely a beauty.

"It’s just ’Strange Talk’, who says I haven’t seen it? Chen Ming is so handsome."

Mr. Lu recalled from his memory and said with a smile.

"Huh? I didn’t expect you to follow a variety show, especially one so new~"

Zhong Ruixi turned her head, her ponytail swaying effortlessly, her eyes brimming with curiosity and laughter.

In November 2014, the first season of "Strange Talk" officially debuted, belonging to the latest popular variety show.

This fire had lasted for a whole ten years.

During those ten years, as the pioneer of Chinese internet variety shows, "Strange Talk" had set the record for the "longest-lasting variety show online," creating multiple trending topics and discussions over its seven seasons.

Lu Jincheng obviously wasn’t in the habit of following it closely, but the brilliant clips from later years were everywhere.

Back in the day, "Strange Talk" reflected the value orientation of a generation of young people through various debate topics, and it introduced debaters of "various forms" and "multiple styles" to the public eye.

Whether it was Ma Weiwei, who called herself a "middle-aged divorcee", Chen Ming, who was good at calling for love at the center of the world, Jiang Sida with his unique dressing style, Fan Tiantian who shouted "do not suppress your natural instincts", or Fu Shouer, who everyone called "Mom Fu".

No wonder Zhong Ruixi suddenly became interested in debate competitions.

During the peak years of "Strange Talk," after each episode aired, their debates were cut into video clips, circulated online, and garnered resonance.

This was an era that allowed the collision of diverse mindsets; young people were eager to express themselves, loved to analyze views, and sought to reach their innermost feelings.

Major universities also seized the opportunity, following the trends. If there was traffic, there were sponsors, and various debate competitions began to sprout.

"What, only you girls are allowed to follow variety shows?"

Lu Jinccheng smiled, casually wrapping his arm around the girl’s waist: "Next time we can watch it together."

"How are we going to watch it together?"

Zhong Ruixi blinked, her lips pursing slightly: "You’re coming to our girls’ dormitory?"

"I was thinking of watching it while staying out, but hearing you say this, seems like it’s not impossible."

"Pah, keep dreaming!"

...

Mr. Lu’s new car had been taken away by an upperclassman to Hua Ke, fortunately, he still had a small electric scooter as a means of transport.

Luckily, there were no classes this afternoon, and the two rode out of Nanhu University.

"Hey, where are you planning to take me?"

Zhong Ruixi spoke, her hand resting on Lu Jincheng’s shoulder; she was tall and slim, her fingertips gently caressing the man’s neck, smiling with her eyes narrowed on the back seat.

"It’s been a long time since I had a bath; let’s find a place to scrub down, eat something, and relax."

"Don’t even mention, it’s been half a year since I last had a bath, my roommates are too shy, it seems like they don’t have the habit of bathing together, none of them are willing to go with me."

Zhong Ruixi was buzzing with excitement in the breeze, her hand brushing gently against the man’s cheek.

Due to regional reasons, the bathing culture in the North, especially the Northeast region, has a long history.

Since ancient times, with the cold weather and ice and snow in winter, many natural hot springs existed; the ancient people of the Northeast learned to find hot springs to fend off the cold, gradually forming a characteristic bathing culture in the region.

Thus, for Northeasterners, bathing had long transcended its literal meaning.

People in the South mostly use showers, referring to bathing as "taking a shower", but in the Northeast, bathing is taken seriously.

Rubbing off mud is the only standard to examine a bath.

"Washing outside at least once every two weeks, washing at home doesn’t count," such a bathing philosophy is deeply rooted in the minds of many Northeasterners.

Zhong Ruixi was no exception.

Since the start of the school year, as winter was approaching, she too harbored the impulse.

To go out and take a proper bath, one that included scrubbing, milking, and soaking.

After all, being classmates and from the same hometown, the two naturally shared an understanding in daily habits, making everything more harmonious.

Lu Jincheng’s suggestion was immediately responded to, and they rode the electric scooter all the way to the High-tech District of East Lake, to a high-end "bathhouse."

Qu Shui Orchid Pavilion.

He called it a bathhouse, but in reality, it was a high-class clubhouse.

Upon parking, Zhong Ruixi hopped off the back of the scooter first and took a good look at the storefront not far off.

"Stop looking, it’s just a place for a bath, come on."

Lu Jincheng reached out, grabbing the exuberant Bai Yueguang, who strode energetically, overflowing with vitality.

Just entering the lobby, he caught sight of the person he had agreed to meet.

Huang Hu was lounging on the sofa with his legs crossed, playing with his cellphone, occasionally looking up towards the entrance.

"Yo, Mr. Lu came?"

The middle-aged man saw them come in and cheerfully pocketed his phone, getting up immediately.

"We couldn’t keep Chairman Huang waiting."

Lu Jincheng extended his hand and shook hands with Huang Hu.

Huang Hu was thirty-eight this year, standing at one point seventy-eight meters, with a well-proportioned physique.