Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 455 - 371: Monday’s Big News

Chapter 455: Chapter 371: Monday’s Big News

The next day, Cheng Zhu exhaustedly boarded the high-speed train from Shanghai back to Hang City.

The netizen meetup event had come to a close.

"For the sake of my health, I absolutely cannot come to Shanghai too frequently," he decided in his heart.

Those big fat butts, so terrifying!

If a big fat butt also possesses a wealth of theoretical knowledge and understands all your particular preferences, then once put into practice, the mastery of this butt is naturally leaps and bounds!

With Cheng Zhu’s current physical condition at his age, he nearly couldn’t withstand it.

"If I were my younger self before my rebirth and encountered Hu Yan..."

He shuddered at the thought, he would be a bit scared.

More lethal is the fact that Hu Yan is currently at the stage of her first romantic encounters, she still blushes.

But as communication increases, they grow more familiar with each other, and with such a closely private relationship, the feeling of shyness is bound to decrease.

Given Cheng Zhu’s understanding of her special constitution, in the future it’s quite likely... she’ll take the initiative.

After all, this person seems to really lack patience.

Her anti-addiction system is like a broken one.

If this slightly plump fox-spirit were to impersonate that female Bodhisattva...

Cheng Zhu wasn’t sure how long he could hold out.

But, when he went downstairs today, it was Hu Yan who sent him off and even saw him to the car.

Cheng Zhu deliberately, just like an ordinary couple, gently hugged her on the street before parting, then gave her a peck on the cheek.

Just this much and the effect was astonishing.

It made even Cheng Zhu, who had wanted to lightly pat her big fat butt, afraid to make a rash move.

Worried that she would transform into the Fifth Brother from "Calabash Brothers" and then refuse to let him go.

At this moment, sitting in the business class seat of the high-speed train, Cheng Zhu slowly closed his eyes.

Brothers, it’s time to conserve our energy.

...

...

When the high-speed train arrived in Hang City, Cheng Zhu, who had slept during the journey, felt much more refreshed.

As he reached the exit, he saw a charming figure.

Lin Lu was wearing a thick white puffer down jacket, with a scarf Cheng Zhu had given her wrapped around her neck, standing amidst the crowd waiting for him.

Upon seeing her boyfriend, her face immediately revealed a smile, and two adorable dimples appeared on her cheeks.

She stood on tiptoes and took out her right hand from the pocket of her down jacket, waving it high above to greet Cheng Zhu.

Cheng Zhu, smiling, approached her and whispered, "Didn’t we agree that you’d wait for me in the parking lot?"

"I wanted you to see me right as you came out!" Little Lu replied.

Cheng Zhu had no choice but to take her hand and together they tucked both hands into his coat pocket.

Given Lin Lu’s temperament, if she insisted on waiting for him at the exit, it was simply because she missed him and wanted to see him sooner.

Cheng Zhu actually had quite a few things to attend to today.

He needed to head to Star City first.

Having been away from Hang City for so many days, there were quite a few matters to deal with as soon as he got back.

Lin Lu would accompany him all the while, as she wouldn’t find it boring anyway.

And later, they could have dinner together.

Today was Sunday, and both Lin Lu and Shen Qingning would go home, not staying at Xinhang Apartment.

During the meal, the two also talked about Shen Qingning.

Cheng Zhu casually asked, "Did you tell her about us being together?"

"Not yet! Let me tell you, I haven’t mentioned this to anyone yet; I want Qingning to be the first to know!" Lin Lu became quite excited talking about it, her small mouth chattering ceaselessly.

Cheng Zhu: "..."

Then I’ll thank you on behalf of Qingningg first.

"But I had wanted to tell her about such big news in person, but lately, for various reasons, we haven’t seen each other," Lin Lu pouted.

"And tomorrow is Monday; she said she’s not sure if she’s free or will come to class or to Xinhang Apartment."

"But she said that Tuesday she definitely won’t be busy."

"So, I’ll tell her the night after tomorrow!"

Cheng Zhu nodded slightly, not prolonging the conversation on this topic.

He knew very well that whatever rhetoric he used, given Lin Lu’s nature, she would 100% tell Shen Qingning about dating him and would not hide it.

But that’s alright.

— The point is to tell her!

...

...

After dinner, Lin Lu went home, and Cheng Zhu chose to return to the dormitory at school.

His thinking was simple.

Wake up from sleep, and it would be Monday.

He should, of course, appear in crowded places!

Before heading back to dormitory 309, he did not give the three sworn brothers any heads-up.

Upon entering, Dong Dong and the others were a bit stunned.

"Holy shit, Brother Zhu, you’re really coming back?"

He indeed hadn’t been back to the dormitory for a long time.

And recently, he often skipped classes.

Squad leader Liu Feng knew very well that among the various instructional leaders, Mr. Chen was not the type who found it particularly difficult to approve leaves, but if someone often asked for leaves, she would inquire about the situation.

But Cheng Zhu getting a leave was very simple.

—Dear, can I have a leave?

—Thanks, mwah!

At this moment, Dong Dong, as the dormitory leader, came up with a sour remark: "Hey, a rare guest!"

"Are you itching for a beating?" Cheng Zhu smiled and glanced at him.

"Aiyo Brother Zhu, we just missed you!" Dong Dong immediately backtracked: "Days without you just aren’t fun!"

"Is that so? Then tomorrow I’ll give you something exciting," Cheng Zhu said.

"Ah? What do you mean?"

"You’ll find out tomorrow," Cheng Zhu said.

Late in the night, around ten o’clock, Cheng Zhu received a WeChat message from Shen Minglang.

"Cousin, what do I do, I feel like I’m going to have insomnia tonight." He was just too excited for Monday.

"Aren’t you usually awake almost till dawn and only wake up in the late afternoon?" Cheng Zhu asked.

"What are you talking about! I’ve got lots of serious matters to attend to recently, my biological clock has long been forcibly adjusted back, okay? If it were a few days ago, I’d be getting sleepy by now," Shen Minglang replied.

"No worries, not sleeping is fine too; you can actually look a bit haggard tomorrow," Cheng Zhu implied.

"Ah?" Shen Minglang didn’t understand at all.

Cheng Zhu’s idea was simple.

On Monday’s news, he had many people in mind who he hoped would see the news.

Among them was definitely Mr. Shen, Shen Guoqiang!

If Shen Minglang appeared tomorrow with a haggard face of weariness, Cheng Zhu thought it might be quite effective.

That night, even Cheng Zhu, who had weathered many storms, felt a bit of slight insomnia.

But time is always fair to everyone.

No matter your personal circumstances, time will pass impartially.

Monday finally arrived!

...

...

Monday morning.

Vice President Wen of Tiancheng Capital drove her BMW to work.

Generally, domestic venture capital teams wouldn’t have an overly large number of employees.

Even many venture capital teams handling astonishing sums of money wouldn’t have a large staff count.

That’s one of the reasons even the most basic employees in this industry have high salaries.

These days, Vice President Wen had been in a good mood.

As far as she knew, no one in the investment circle had recently approached Cheng Zhu.

In her view, this was the gift she was presenting to the arrogant young man.

The investment circle is too small; the touted "an extra hundred million for being a minute late" would deter most from getting in touch with Youu Tea.

She had assumed that Cheng Zhu would’ve taken the initiative to contact some Hang City venture capital firms in the past few days.

However, based on the information she received, it seemed the young man hadn’t reached out to anyone within Hang City’s investment circle.

"Still holding your breath, huh?" Vice President Wen chuckled inwardly.

"Do you realize time is money? If you keep this up, the value of your project will only diminish!"

She was indeed right on this point.

Little did she know the young man had already considered this and deliberately made Black Sugar milk tea one of the main products to open up for copying.

He needed to make a small sacrifice.

Then exchange it for a huge return!

Upon parking her car in the company lot, Vice President Wen, all cheerful, stepped into the elevator with her Chanel bag in hand.

However, upon entering the office, she found the atmosphere inside a bit strange today.

Many people were huddled together, talking with various expressions.

Even more eerie was that upon seeing Vice President Wen come in, everyone fell into a brief silence, and all eyes converged on her.

She noticed that even the managing director Chen Bohan was standing among the crowd, and after seeing her, his previously furrowed brow fell silent.

This made Vice President Wen tense, feeling as if something big had occurred.

And judging by everyone’s expression, it was most likely related to her!

"Could it be that there was a major problem with the project I led last week?" Vice President Wen’s heart sank.

After the talks with Youu Tea had broken down, Vice President Wen had focused on another project that she valued more.

She was indeed quite optimistic about Youu Tea, but she couldn’t say she placed extreme importance on it.

In fact, for those in the investment circle, they are generally more cautious about food and beverage projects.

Some venture capitals even avoid food and beverage projects altogether.

No matter how special Youu Tea was, in the end, it too was a food and beverage venture.

Treading on her stiletto heels, Vice President Wen stepped forward, nervously asking, "What’s going on with everyone?"

"Why are you all looking at me?" She managed to squeeze out a seemingly relaxed smile.

That’s how many professionals are—even if they’re panic-stricken inside, they maintain a calm demeanor on the outside.

Since Chen Bohan was present, everyone kept silent.

Tiancheng Capital’s managing director Chen Bohan looked at Vice President Wen with a faint smile and said solemnly, "Have you seen today’s financial news?"

"Not yet," Vice President Wen replied.

Those in their line of work would check domestic and international financial news daily.

Venture capitalists focus on the future, but they must constantly be aware of the present.

If you don’t understand the present, how can you talk about the future?

"Then I suggest you take a look now," Chen Bohan said.

"Which one?" Vice President Wen was somewhat puzzled.

"Just pick any mainstream one; they’re all reporting it!" Chen Bohan’s tone became slightly elevated.

Vice President Wen thought: What on earth happened, is there some big news?

She picked up her phone, under everyone’s gaze, and swiftly saw a news update—a piece of news that shook the entire investment circle!

The crowd saw that Vice President Wen, usually so poised, had lost some of her famous expression management at that moment.

At this moment, Vice President Wen felt her throat dry, and her voice was somewhat hoarse as she looked up in disbelief at Chen Bohan.

"Pulin Capital actually invested a hundred million into Youu Tea!?"

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