Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 437 - 355: King Pressuring King

Chapter 437: Chapter 355: King Pressuring King

Lin Lu got out of the car with her cheeks flushed red, her body burning hot, and her lipstick completely eaten away.

She was completely dazed from the kisses.

"Cheng Zhu, goodbye, goodbye!" As she said farewell, she spoke hurriedly, sounding like she was making an escape.

Cheng Zhu had asked her to fix his tie, and with just a light pull, the two ended up kissing.

At that moment, Little Lu felt like her little head was going to explode; the kiss was intoxicating.

Their denim-clad legs were tightly squeezed together against the car seats, fitting snugly.

But their knees would occasionally rub against each other ever so lightly.

As the kissing went on, the kind of bodily reflex she had felt that Christmas night in the park resurfaced, and she realized it was time to make a dash for it.

"You scoundrel, who does this kind of thing before getting down to serious business!" she thought to herself, standing in front of the elevator with her cheeks blushing.

But her lively eyes shone brilliantly.

Is this what falling in love is like?

"No wonder Ningning says only fools fall in love."

"I feel like my head is empty, like I’ve turned into an idiot."

"Tsk! Ningning doesn’t know anything. Even if she were in my place, she’d turn into an idiot too!"

The elevator ascended, and Lin Lu swiped her card to enter her rented apartment.

"I’m home now," she sent a WeChat message.

"Okay, then I’ll set off now," Cheng Zhu replied.

"You haven’t left the building?" she asked.

"I’m removing the lipstick," Cheng Zhu teased, causing Lin Lu’s face to flush red again.

She immediately ran to the bathroom mirror, only to find the lipstick in the center of her mouth completely gone, eaten by Cheng Zhu, while the lipstick on the sides was smeared from the kissing.

"I’m dead, I’m dead!"

"It’s a good thing Ningning isn’t home!"

"This brand of lipstick isn’t any good, it gets smeared from just a kiss. I won’t use it next time I go out with him," Lin Lu thought.

...

When Cheng Zhu arrived at Star City, he was early and even made two cups of succulent grape drinks, waiting for Yue Dongyi and Yue Lingjing to arrive.

He had made the drinks specifically because he had found out that Yue Lingjing would be coming too.

Eventually, the two arrived at Youu Tea’s shop four minutes ahead of the scheduled time.

Yue Dongyi was not a tall man, probably only around 1.7 meters tall, but he walked with an imposing air about him that gave him the presence of someone who was 1.9 meters.

Yue Lingjing and her uncle actually had a similar look in their eyes and brows, but their temperaments were so different that they didn’t look much alike.

Every time Cheng Zhu saw her, he would think, "In a few years, when Hanfu fashion takes off, she will be the chosen Hanfu girl."

She had a classical quality about her that was a perfect fit.

"I didn’t expect Mr. Yue to arrive so early," Cheng Zhu greeted them as he approached.

Yue Dongyi looked at the young man and said directly, "You’re Jingjing’s classmate, so I’ll just call you Mr. Cheng as it’s friendlier. Is that okay?"

Cheng Zhu didn’t mind the nickname, but given that there were so many internet celebrities referred to as ’XX classmate’ lately, he felt it had a bit of an internet celebrity feel to it.

"No problem," Cheng Zhu said.

Yue Dongyi checked the time on his watch and said, "Glad we arrived on time. In the circles these last few days, there has been a lot of buzz about Mr. Cheng. I heard that because someone from Tiancheng was one minute late, you demanded an extra 100 million the moment you opened your mouth. Is that true?"

"Yes," Cheng Zhu replied directly.

"Ha ha ha!" Yue Dongyi laughed heartily. "It seems Mr. Cheng thinks Tiancheng Capital is a bit lacking, huh?"

"If we’re comparing them with Pulin Capital, then my answer would be yes," Cheng Zhu said.

Yue Dongyi smiled, not continuing the conversation, instead examining Youu Tea’s shop.

"Mr. Yue, Yue Lingjing, would you like to try the new product we’ve just launched at Youu Tea?" Cheng Zhu offered at that moment.

Yue Lingjing accepted the drink he handed over, while Yue Dongyi waved a refusal, "I can’t drink it, I’m lactose intolerant."

"Oh, is that so? Actually, the shop also has lactose-free milk available for customers to choose from," Cheng Zhu said.

"Oh?" Yue Dongyi responded, "The services you offer are quite comprehensive."

"I’ll pass on the milk tea. The fact that people are already queuing to copy your Mo Tea proves the success of your product. Let’s find a place to sit down and talk," Yue Dongyi gestured.

Eventually, Cheng Zhu led them to the same meeting room in Star City.

After the three of them sat down, Yue Dongyi checked the time again.

"Mr. Cheng, I value time just like you," he began.

Cheng Zhu thought to himself, "I’m actually not that bad, I’m just putting on airs."

"We investors are often in a race against time."

"I have a packed schedule today, I need to stop by Alibaba, and I’m taking Lingjing to a fashion magazine’s dinner tonight, so I can only spare you fifteen minutes."

"That is to say, from now until 2:19 p.m., this time is yours."

"During this process, I won’t beat around the bush. I’ll tell you my stance as directly as possible."

"First off, I can clearly tell you that if it’s Pulin Capital investing in Youu Tea, the first round investment won’t be less than 80 million."

That was a world apart from the small-time 30 million offered by Tiancheng Capital!

And he said it wouldn’t be less than 80 million, which meant there was room to discuss specifics.

For someone of Yue Dongyi’s status to come to Hang City in person was indeed showing serious interest.

But it was clear he had not arranged this meeting with Youu Tea as his only appointment.

He had to stop by Alibaba and take Lingjing, who studied fashion design, to a dinner event.

In fact, the ceiling of the fashion industry was actually rather high, despite the ordinary participants having little to gain from it.

Top-tier magazines that held events would draw all kinds of top-tier celebrities and make a huge splash.

And the so-called fashion circles, it seems, are not meant for the poor.

Cheng Zhu stood up to turn on the projector in the meeting room; this guy had actually prepared a PowerPoint presentation!

He hadn’t even bothered to show Wen Hua from Tiancheng the presentation last time.

If they wanted to see it, they had to pay!

Strictly speaking, he did see Wen Hua a bit like a tool.

But to be fair, he was quite useful!

Yue Lingjing listened on the side, her mind wandering a bit.

She was not very interested in business, even though the Yue family was powerful.

Part of this might have been due to her father, who had married into the Yue family.

This man was always resentful and complaining, especially in front of his daughter.

Money was something he constantly harped on.

He felt looked down upon by everyone in the Yue family.

And in fact— he was right.

Someone like Yue Dongyi certainly looked down on him, but he was very fond of Yue Lingjing.

You could tell, at this point, that Yue Dongyi was someone who liked to control the pace of the conversation.

Initially, Yue Lingjing had just been enjoying the delicious milk tea in her hand.

The cup of succulent grape was quite to her taste and she found it even better than the previously launched flagship product, Cheese Mixed Berries.

If she came to Youu Tea again, she would choose succulent grape first.

But Cheng Zhu’s next words made even the demure girl, who had been quietly sipping her milk tea, look up.

"Mr. Yue, I only need five minutes," he said.

...

Cheng Zhu’s PowerPoint presentation was not very lengthy.

And he always had a way with words.

You couldn’t see any of the greenness of a typical college student in him; instead, he seemed more like a boss used to holding staff meetings or even brainwashing them.

He was taking back control of the pace of this meeting from the moment he said he only needed five minutes.

In fact, Cheng Zhu did think five minutes was enough.

In those five minutes, he would first use this PowerPoint to explain to Yue Dongyi the business model of Youu Tea and how it differed from traditional milk tea shops.

In truth, if you wanted to elaborate, it could take hours.

But it wasn’t necessary.

Cheng Zhu believed that with Yue Dongyi’s level of badassery, he would definitely understand which business model Youu Tea should follow and could see the essence through the appearance.

Do not underestimate the top-tier thinking of such business magnates.

Since he had mentioned investing at least 80 million, it proved he knew his stuff; things like investing heavily in the fresh fruit supply chain, not just opening branches.

Yue Dongyi surely knew that the 30 million offered by Wen Hua of Tiancheng Capital just wasn’t enough.

Cheng Zhu, if not for being a reborn person, might not yet be qualified to clash ideas with Yue.

On Earth, many high-end internet famous tea brands operate almost the same as traditional tea shops before funding, but after funding, the business model changes, and a completely new business model emerges in the market.

In other words, before such a business model exists in the market, capital is already optimistic and willing to invest and explore this unknown path.

But Youu Tea is different for Cheng Zhu; it was already operating under this new model, showing a part of the finished product.

For Yue Dongyi, meeting Cheng Zhu was to see if this young man had just accidentally struck gold with a tea shop or if he really had vision, with a solid and novel business model in mind.

After all, investing is not just about the project, it’s also about the person.

Especially since this young man was a bit too young, that made people somewhat uneasy.

However, after just two minutes of talking, Yue Dongyi, who had been indifferent, started to nod slightly.

By the time he reached just over three minutes, Cheng Zhu had finished the PowerPoint presentation simply and with high efficiency.

Having finished his explanation, Yue Dongyi’s right hand, with four fingers excluding the thumb, lightly tapped the tabletop three times in succession, pondering.

A moment later, he spoke out, "Youu Tea, Pulin Capital can invest 160 million."

The middle-aged man was just like he had said at the beginning; he gave a very direct response without beating around the bush.

Yue Lingjing was slightly startled on the side.

Her schoolmate, the guy her senior sister used as a lewd picture model, had just doubled the investment amount in a matter of minutes!

And surprisingly, upon hearing this number, Cheng Zhu was unmoved.

If Wen Hua from Tiancheng Capital knew this number, he would probably be shocked.

He had brought the sum of 30 million and then was sent away frustrated by a figure of 130 million. And here, a partner of Pulin Capital simply started with 160 million!

And then, the next moment.

Cheng Zhu looked at Yue Dongyi and earnestly refused.

"No, if it’s Mr. Yue’s Pulin Capital, then it can only be 100 million."

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