Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 494 - 397: Contrasting Bitch?

Chapter 494: Chapter 397: Contrasting Bitch?

In the bar, Wang Wei glanced at his glass and, with a slight twitch of his mouth, downed the drink in one gulp.

He felt extremely annoyed, but for some reason, he just didn’t have the guts to make a scene.

It’s strange how people can be sometimes.

Cheng Zhu used to be just an ordinary high school graduate. Every time Wang Wei saw his arrogant demeanor, he thought the guy was too cocky, wondering what the hell he was being cocky about.

But now his status had changed; he became someone who could share drinks and converse happily with your parents’ generation. He still had the same arrogance, but that inexplicably became known as having an "aura."

Before, everyone thought Cheng Zhu was just tagging along with Shen Minglang for fun, a freeloader. Now the truth was set in front of them, even their Brother Lang was looking to make money following his lead.

Of course, Wang Wei must have cursed Cheng Zhu in his heart a thousand times over and sent a huge number of bankruptcy-cursing spells his way.

As for this, Cheng Zhu didn’t care at all.

That’s just the kind of person he was.

Even when he had nothing, he didn’t take any of you seriously, let alone now.

What sort of standards, daring to toast me with your glass rim three parts higher than mine?

Wait until we’re at a proper social drinking event; you’ll be in for some bad luck.

Just consider yourself lucky you’re already drunk tonight.

At this moment, Jiang Wanzhou came over and said to Cheng Zhu, "Not bad, you, helping me take revenge so directly."

"Don’t make it sound like I did it just to take revenge for you, okay?" Cheng Zhu said, unamused.

Making it seem like I dote on you.

Shen Minglang, who was already a bit drunk, watched them banter. When the DJ started playing some hype songs, he even forcibly dragged them to dance.

Everything happened as Cheng Zhu expected. Shen Qingning definitely wouldn’t attend this kind of drinking party.

Of course, he wasn’t here to see Ningning today either.

He simply came to drink and relax after being busy for so long.

For him, this was the only time he could take a slight break.

Come 2015, he would only get busier.

Throughout the drinking session, the bar’s chief promoter brought over several groups of girls to toast.

A few skimpily dressed young girls took a liking to Cheng Zhu as soon as they saw him, readily playing drinking games after toasting.

Unfortunately, Cheng Zhu couldn’t care less about them.

He even noticed one girl who had a tongue piercing. She loved showing off her piercing by sticking out her tongue for everyone to see.

While keeping his distance, he didn’t forget to tell Jiang Wanzhou, "Next time you chat with Lin Lu, be sure to emphasize how well I did tonight!"

—— "Making the Most of Everything."

Jiang Wanzhou: "..."

Later on, both Shen Minglang and Jiang Wanzhou got quite drunk.

Cheng Zhu was as always, conserving his strength, the most sober one in the room.

After a while, Little President Jiang pulled Cheng Zhu aside with a bleary-eyed expression and said, "Cheng Zhu, I, I have something to tell you."

"Your expression makes it seem like it’s something serious," said Cheng Zhu.

"What? Speak up, I can’t hear you," Jiang Wanzhou said loudly.

"Never mind, just spit it out."

Looking at Jiang Wanzhou, Cheng Zhu couldn’t help but feel he was acting fidgety, like a little girl about to confess.

"That day, on Sister Lu’s birthday, didn’t you guys want me to take Ji Shiwen home?" said Jiang Wanzhou.

Cheng Zhu felt a bit unfamiliar with the name but quickly realised it was Lin Lu’s friend.

She was a girl with glasses, exuding an intellectual aura and a bit of an artistic temperament.

He didn’t know if it was his own issue, or what exactly was the deal, but in his past life, those so-called artistic types he came across all seemed to play loose behind the scenes, even giving him an impression of "genuine wildness beneath an artistic facade."

That day, Ji Shiwen arrived at Lin Lu’s birthday party by taxi, so to go back, Cheng Zhu used the late hour as an excuse to arrange for Jiang Wanzhou to get a designated driver for her, when in fact, he was just trying to get rid of the two.

"And then what, what are you trying to say?" Cheng Zhu looked at his childhood friend.

"Then that night... uh, that night..." He hesitated.

"Holy shit, you didn’t end up in bed together, did you?" Cheng Zhu’s eyes bulged.

Congratulations, congratulations!

My brooding best boy, might you have actually turned into a real man?

Where’s my drink? Where’s my cup?

Fill it up! Fill it the fuck up for me!

Saying this, Jiang Wanzhou couldn’t help but give him a glare, and with an upset expression said, "No! Nothing about rolling in the sheets! Just... just that... somehow I got kissed by her out of the blue."

Cheng Zhu frowned and cocked his head to look at him: "No way! Weren’t you aiming to be a domineering CEO? A CEO getting forcibly kissed?"

"Shut up! I’m seriously talking to you about this!"

"But I seem to remember that this Ji Shiwen has a boyfriend? I heard from Lu Lu that around her birthday, Ji Shiwen was giving her boyfriend the cold shoulder, which is why she came alone," Cheng Zhu said.

Goodness, kissing someone else’s girlfriend, Wanzhou’s moving up in the world.

"She told me all this later. She was pretty honest, saying that she got too drunk that day and didn’t know why she did it," Jiang Wanzhou replied.

"You’ve been in touch consistently after that, right?" he asked.

"Yeah..." Jiang Wanzhou hung his head slightly.

"And then did she tell you that she and her boyfriend had been on and off several times, that it wasn’t actually a cold war, but rather they were in the phase of breaking up? She had already accepted the breakup; it’s just that neither of them had stated it explicitly," Cheng Zhu speculated.

"How did you know?" Jiang Wanzhou was shocked.

"And now surely she’s single, right?"

"Eh? You..."

"And did she mention her ex-boyfriend is still trying to reconcile, wanting to make amends?"

Jiang Wanzhou was stunned.

Spot on! Too accurate!

Cheng Zhu picked up the bottle and started pouring him a drink, his heart laughing snidely.

These tactics, it’s just a few tricks.

For instance, using "my ex-boyfriend is still trying to patch things up with me" as an example, it expresses my attitude and current emotional state, while creating a sense of urgency, letting you know there’s another contender.

Ji Shiwen often initiates cold wars, and during these periods, she goes out to have fun, and while out, she ends up kissing someone in the car of a guy she just met; all of this actually speaks volumes.

Some people, when they want to play or be free for a while, use a tactic — they stir up a quarrel!

Anyway, just have a big fight and then take some time to cool off.

This tactic, men love using it too.

"Do you like her?" Cheng Zhu asked.

Little President Jiang might appear effeminate, but Cheng Zhu was very aware that he was indeed straight; he didn’t like men, he liked women.

"I..." Jiang Wanzhou picked up the cup and then put it down again: "I actually don’t know."

Cheng Zhu guessed that he was simply stunned by the kiss.

In real life, there are many such men: those who’ve never been in love or had intimate contact with a woman.

So even if there’s no initial affection, the unexpected advance of a woman catapulting herself into his arms and the occurrence of very direct physical contact can make one a bit heady.

The emotional feedback from the body can easily be mistaken for falling in love.

In reality though... Falling in love? Fall for my fucking sledgehammer!

Cheng Zhu raised his glass, clinked it with him, and then drank it down in one gulp.

Jiang Wanzhou also downed his drink, his face full of complex expressions.

"Well, you haven’t even been in a relationship yet and you’re already tasting the bitterness of love," Cheng Zhu teased.

"Go to hell! What love or not love!" Jiang Wanzhou retorted in frustration.

"You make your own calls about this. Regardless, what you think is a massive deal now, in a few years when you look back, it might not be much at all," Cheng Zhu said.

In his eyes, Jiang Wanzhou and he were just freshmen in college; life was long and nothing was a big deal.

How many college romances end up in fruitfulness?

As long as you don’t step onto the altar of matrimony, even if you run into some bad women, the loss is controllable.

"What are you putting on airs for!" Little President Jiang, though cursing Cheng Zhu out, actually envied his nonchalant carefree attitude.

That night, Jiang Wanzhou eventually got too drunk.

...

The next day, in Shen City, Century Square.

The founder of Yue Tea, Chen Yue, looked at the customers lining up outside her store with an extremely satisfied expression on her face.

These days, Yue Tea was in its trial business phase.

"Fact has proven that my envisioned ’milk tea + soft European rolls’ dual-line model works!" Chen Yue was thrilled.

The soft European rolls sold in the store might not be incredibly delicious, but they certainly looked good in pictures, very photogenic.

This also brought some popularity to Yue Tea on the internet, and the number of customers kept increasing.

No way around it, with Youu Tea not opening until after the New Year, Shen City locals, seeing Yue Tea also selling Cheese Mixed Berries and Succulent Grapes, naturally wanted to give it a try.

"The store’s best sellers are all the top products I copied from Youu Tea," Chen Yue thought to herself.

This was, in fact, a pressure point for her.

It implied that many customers were treating her shop as an alternative to Youu Tea.

This made Chen Yue feel that her research and development team must create a blockbuster product.

Forever promoting the models plagiarized from Youu Tea would mean there would be no way to compete with them in the long run.

"But no matter what, our store’s current momentum is good!"

"Not any worse than Youu Tea at the beginning," Chen Yue thought to herself.

She didn’t care whether Youu Tea was a market pioneer or whether she just happened to stand on the windfall created by others.

In any case, the momentum was great!

Coincidentally, aside from Shen City, in Shanghai and Guangcheng City as well, high-end trendy milk tea shops had opened, and the number of entrants was increasing, with more people looking to get a piece of the pie.

This also indirectly proved the correctness of Cheng Zhu’s decision to open stores in all first-tier cities regardless of the cost.

These people all believed that they were about to face 18 new stores launched by Youu Tea in various first-tier cities.

In reality, those 18 new stores weren’t Cheng Zhu’s ultimate move.

He would arrange for all 18 stores to open officially on the same day.

And on that day, Cheng Zhu would launch a new milk tea product.

Besides that, there was another, even more terrifying scythe!

"I’m going to start doing co-branding!"

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