Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 477 - 388: Cheng Zhu’s Cheat Code

Chapter 477: Chapter 388: Cheng Zhu’s Cheat Code

The seasoned king of coercion, Yue Dongyi, began to exude his "pressure" within the confines of the small private box.

Power of Bitch—Seventh Rank!

His brows were furrowed, his eyes carrying an unsubtle, intense challenge.

As a titan of the investment circle and born into a wealthy family to boot, Yue Dongyi’s presence was indeed formidable.

In modern society, sometimes a person’s status is a force to be reckoned with!

Yue Lingjing watched from the side, somewhat surprised by her uncle’s seriousness at this moment.

Don’t be fooled, her father, the Yue family’s son-in-law, loved to curse Yue Dongyi behind his back, but before this younger uncle-in-law, he wouldn’t dare to let even a fart slip.

Lin Lu gazed at the middle-aged man seated opposite her and also felt that his aura was strong, not something one could easily converse with.

She had met someone similar before, Ningning’s dad, Shen Guoqiang.

But upon comparison, Yue Dongyi’s aura might still be stronger.

The reason was simple, Shen Guoqiang was tall, a good six feet in his generation was absolutely towering.

But Yue Dongyi was on the shorter side.

A height of five foot seven, a presence of six foot three.

The seasoned king of coercion, terrifying as such.

Inside the small private box, Cheng Zhu was surely the most composed.

Under the opponent’s "pressure," his expression remained utterly unaltered.

Faced with Yue Dongyi’s "Are you sure?", Cheng Zhu actually responded with a smile,

"Mr. Yue doesn’t share the same view?"

This retort left Yue Dongyi even more convinced that this young man was interesting.

But who would have thought, Cheng Zhu would audaciously add another sentence:

"Or perhaps, doesn’t Alibaba think the same too?"

In an instant, the small private box fell into dead silence.

This kid not only dared to make his own predictions, but he dared to compare them with Alibaba’s!

Moreover, from his tone and phrasing, it was evident that he was absolutely certain he was correct, that his thoughts were the right ones!

As just a merchant on an e-commerce platform, to directly surmise the entire platform’s thoughts!

In that moment, Cheng Zhu looked up, meeting Yue Dongyi’s gaze.

Power of Bitch—Ninth Rank!

"Good lad!" Yue Dongyi’s previously furrowed brows unwound as he cursed and laughed mentally to himself.

——"Like Father, Like Son" 4.0.

Because he himself loved to show off, and having reached middle age already, he appreciated Cheng Zhu even more, finding in him the vitality of his own younger days!

In his eyes, we investors should dare to dream! Dare to analyze!

He even felt that it was almost a pity that Cheng Zhu, with his vision, scale, and keenness, wasn’t in the investment business!

"How did you figure it out?" Yue Dongyi directly asked.

His question, in fact, indirectly confirmed that Cheng Zhu was correct.

"I think it’s a major trend, which is exactly why I chose to open a high-end internet-famous tea shop," Cheng Zhu answered.

Although his reply was somewhat vague, after all, he had already been working on his tea brand, which further proved that he had held such a view since 2014.

Yue Dongyi nodded and said, "Alibaba has indeed made the same estimate."

Lin Lu, listening in, just felt like her Cheng Zhu seemed quite impressive!

Actually, she wasn’t very sharp in terms of business acumen, so she wasn’t as shocked. If Shen Qingning were there, she might have been more overwhelmed.

Alibaba had big data to back them up, while Cheng Zhu didn’t have access to so much data.

But his personal advantage was, in fact, even more terrifying.

"Just like you investors always say, you have to look far ahead, we invest for the ’future’," Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

"The ’future’ that you all strive for with all your might, brainstorm ideas, gather data, and exhaust your wits to see..."

"I’ve seen it all with my own eyes!"

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In the private box of the Tea House, Yue Lingjing never imagined that one day her uncle would have such a great, enjoyable conversation with someone her own age.

What amazed her the most was that Cheng Zhu didn’t pander to him in the slightest during their chat.

Sometimes, you think you’re having a good conversation because one side is deliberately catering to you.

This scene, clearly, was not like that.

Actually, Cheng Zhu had long made his own judgment.

He was certain that Yue Dongyi was very optimistic about the youth consumer market of 2015, which is why he dared to chat so freely.

"The reason is simple, Pulin Capital had no objections to my plan to launch 18 stores in first-tier cities."

You must know, this step was huge. Opening 18 stores in the surrounding areas of Hang City and spending double the money was nothing!

From this point alone, he felt that he had reached a consensus with Yue Dongyi: "The most important thing for us now is time, seizing the moment!"

"Merely a small sum of money, not worth mentioning!"

An additional spend of twenty to thirty million for the first quarter of 2015, it didn’t matter.

How much money was that, really?

If he lacked even that bit of courage, then Pulin Capital would have truly misjudged him.

Of course, this was also one of the reasons why Cheng Zhu chose Pulin Capital—they were always a mutual choice.

In his opinion, had he chosen Tiancheng Capital from the start, like Wen Hua and others whose views on the future differed from his, there would be many troublesome issues in handling matters.

Although Youu Tea should ultimately be decided by him, wouldn’t it be better for everyone to work together with one heart?

"Don’t act like I’m ushering you to fortune, only to have you grumble the whole way and make me feel bad even after you’ve made money," this was Cheng Zhu’s thought.

And thus, everyone sat and chatted for about another forty minutes.

Throughout the whole process, Lin Lu and Yue Lingjing were like two mascots.

They hardly spoke at all, their attention focused on Cheng Zhu as he sat there talking confidently with Yue Dongyi.

When it was time to part, as everyone walked into the lobby, Cheng Zhu even playfully patted Lin Lu’s graceful waist, gesturing for her to pay the bill, to swipe her dad’s card.

Indeed, she went off happily.

After paying the bill, Cheng Zhu and Lin Lu watched as Yue Dongyi and Yue Lingjing got into their car.

Once in the car, Yue Dongyi started to gossip, "Jingjing, this kid must be pretty popular at your school, right? He must have a lot of admirers?"

Yue Lingjing nodded, not denying it.

After all, her roommate Luo Xi had been silently in love with Cheng Zhu since high school.

Besides, she suspected that senior sister Hu Yan also had more than platonic feelings for him; otherwise, she wouldn’t have spontaneously depicted him as the male lead, obviously fantasizing about his physique to some extent.

Even thinking about it made Yue Lingjing’s face almost flush.

Yue Dongyi took a look at Jingjing and began to reminisce about the bustling days of his youth, sighing, "Back in my young days, I wasn’t as good-looking as he is, but I still had plenty of young girls who liked me."

On the other hand, Cheng Zhu led Little Lu into the car.

Upon settling in, he asked with a smile, "Bored, right?"

"Not at all! Although I don’t fully understand some parts, I found it pretty exciting," Lin Lu replied with a grin.

There was something she didn’t say: she thought Cheng Zhu looked quite handsome as he spoke with such eloquence.

"As long as you’re not bored. I was afraid you’d find it uninteresting sitting there," Cheng Zhu said, considerately on the surface, though he’d brought her along to witness his own showing off.

What’s the point in showing off if there isn’t a beautiful woman by your side? It’s like making fireworks for a solitary journey.

"You’re planning to have dinner at home today, aren’t you?" Cheng Zhu asked.

"Yes, it’s my mom’s lunar birthday today," Lin Lu responded.

"Have you bought her a gift?"

"Sure have. I bought her a little cardholder with the money I earned from voice acting," Lin Lu said proudly.

Then she began to complain about how unprofitable voice acting work was.

As a rich heiress, she only worked as a part-time voice actress purely out of love and interest.

That little bit of money couldn’t even cover her monthly skincare expenses at the beauty salon.

"Do you want to bring a big gift for your mom?" Cheng Zhu asked.

"Ah? What kind of big gift?" Lin Lu asked, somewhat surprised.

Cheng Zhu lifted a finger to his lips, "Kiss me, and then I’ll tell you."

Little Lu had already fastened her seatbelt; the seatbelt was forming a dividing line across her 36D figure.

Now, somewhat bemused, she unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned in to peck a kiss.

"Another one," Cheng Zhu continued to tease.

Lin Lu was puzzled but complied.

The reason was simple: I, Little Lu, love kisses!

After all, she was the one who had been kissed so passionately by Cheng Zhu on Christmas Eve that she nearly wet herself.

So there she was, kissing him again and again, while Cheng Zhu kept quiet.

"Roar! You’re tricking me!" Lin Lu was sure of it now.

"How could I!" Cheng Zhu feigned anger: "This big gift requires 18 kisses to unlock!"

"That’s too silly, just kissing 18 times," Lin Lu said, but her body began to act accordingly.

For each kiss, she counted out loud.

"Muah—seventh."

"Muah—eight."

"Muah—nine."

During a pause, the two looked at each other and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, unable to contain themselves.

"Oh my, how silly! Hahaha!" Lin Lu complained.

Cheng Zhu also couldn’t stop laughing, but still he persisted in teasing her: "Haha, if you don’t complete all 18, it’s voided, and these 9 kisses were for nothing."

"Don’t move then!" Lin Lu giggled and lifted her cool little hands, pressing them directly on Cheng Zhu’s cheeks.

She pressed hard, squishing his face.

In the car park of the Tea House, with no one around, Cheng Zhu’s car was parked with the nose in, against the wall, so no one could notice.

Lin Lu continued to kiss him, and when they reached 16, they locked eyes and couldn’t hold back a chuckle.

"Pfft—oh, this is absolutely ridiculous!"

"16! 17!" She hastened her pace like pecking chicken.

When only the final kiss remained, she went for a quick peck, ready to pull back at lightning speed, only to be firmly held by Cheng Zhu’s hands on her head, as his tongue darted into her mouth, greedily invading.

"Mmm—!"

Whenever this happened, Lin Lu felt a loss of strength.

As their lips parted, Cheng Zhu looked down at the girl whose lips were slightly open as she breathed, her fullness heaving rhythmically.

This slightly roguish man,with a smile on his face, spoke words that quickened Lin Lu’s heartbeat and made her want to punch him a little:

"The design and decoration of all 18 Youu Tea shops are going to be handled by your company."

"You’re very capable."

"Such a big contract, all kissed into existence by you."

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(ps: Second update, seeking monthly tickets to hold on to first place!)