Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 502 - 403 If the Public Does Not Abandon

Chapter 502: Chapter 403 If the Public Does Not Abandon

Cheng Zhu sat across the way, watching Zhang Sixing and Susu from a distance.

Zhang Sixing’s face, visibly to the naked eye, began to turn red, and even his ears started to heat up.

Susu’s words directly crashed this computer guy’s brain.

A man in his thirties being called cute?

What a nightmare!

This made Cheng Zhu quite satisfied with the little internet celebrity he had never met before.

"Zhu Youwei really put some thought into this; the people he brought have EQ and flair, and yet, they’re playful," Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

The two little internet celebrities sitting next to Cheng Zhu were also very tactful, trying to send some ’benefits’ his way, now and then throwing an arm around his, allowing him to feel the elasticity or leaning half their bodies against him.

After not receiving any response from Cheng Zhu, they stopped flanking him and became purely companions in the game, just teammates for drinking.

Everyone in their group came in Zhu Youwei’s company car, and on the way here, everyone became very interested in the big boss of Youu Tea.

But Zhu Youwei had made it clear, "Today is just for fun, just let loose and enjoy. If you’ve set your sights on him, thinking of dating him, then forget about it."

His meaning was straightforward: if you are not greedy, then it’s based on your skills. If you have ambitions, better tuck them away early.

Kidding me, you are not as pretty as Zhang Qiqi, nor do you have a body like hers.

Plus, she has that extra charm of being a ’senior’!

Zhang Qiqi and Cheng Zhu had interacted for so long without managing to snag him, showing how difficult it was.

Forget about it, girls.

Nowadays, many women just don’t realize their own worth.

Zhu Youwei thought it was better to give a heads-up early on.

Cheng Zhu was nearly in a league of his own within his age group.

Lest they misjudge their standing!

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The drinking games went on, round after round.

Zhang Sixing’s tolerance for alcohol was actually not too bad.

He rarely drank socially when he was working, as overtime was the norm, and he couldn’t function at work with a hangover.

But after his divorce and resignation, he’d often drink himself into a stupor to numb his feelings, and over time, his alcohol tolerance somewhat increased.

It was his fragile liver, though, that really wanted to report its owner.

At the moment, sitting to his left was Susu, and to his right was another little internet celebrity named Nami.

Nami could tell that Zhang Sixing’s attention was all on Susu, so she was content to be left alone, occasionally teasing the two of them.

She and Susu were quite familiar within the company, belonging to the same batch of recruits.

In such places, big celebrities would play with big celebrities, and little ones with their counterparts.

Nami had actually been attracted to Cheng Zhu for a while now; not completely head-over-heels, but definitely a bit over the moon.

Handsome and rich, a real catch!

Too bad, she noticed that Cheng Zhu hadn’t given her much attention, seeming to focus mostly on Zhang Sixing today, indicating how much he valued him.

The whole purpose of this drinking session seemed to exist for him!

She believed Susu must feel it too, hence her proactive behavior.

This made Nami curious, "What’s the deal with this guy who looks a bit pretentious? What’s his identity, what does he do?"

Zhang Sixing himself was now a bit tipsy.

In the past year, he didn’t know how many times he had drunk to oblivion.

But it was never satisfying, only suppressing his own anguish—the more he drank, the more stifled he felt!

But today was relaxing.

He found the drinking games quite fun, the atmosphere great, and both Cheng Zhu and Mr. Zhu were interesting and easy to play with, without any sense of distance or burden.

Not to mention having Susu next to him, who somewhat resembled his high school crush, his unattainable love.

Her every smile and spoken word seemed to stir his emotions and his heart.

Most importantly, unlike that woman, she didn’t scorn how boring life with him was; she seemed to genuinely enjoy teaming up with him for the games.

When they won, she would high-five every teammate, her eyes curving into smiles.

If they lost, she’d grumble a little about herself.

When she couldn’t drink anymore, she’d pass her cup over with a slightly reproachful look, complaining, "You bluffed a bit too much this round, they definitely caught on, you have to help me drink a bit."

On the cup was her faint lipstick mark.

Zhang Sixing hesitated, but instead of drinking directly from her cup, he poured its contents into his own.

"Ah? You’re going to drink it all for me?" Susu expressed surprise.

Then, she began to clap encouragingly, "Big bro is awesome! Big bro is amazing!"

At this moment, the teasing tone really hit the essence.

The repeated cries of ’big bro,’ although jesting, suggested she wanted him to drink more for her, with a playful twist.

It diffused the too-obvious flattery and also lifted the mood at the scene.

Cheng Zhu caught every moment, today’s goal being to watch the show unfold.

Zhang Sixing gulped down his drink, and seeing Cheng Zhu and Zhu Youwei both smiling at the side, he joined in the applause, joining in the teasing, "Wow, big bro is awesome!"

In an instant, the sycophantic display of these two ’dogs’ of men actually bridged the gap between everyone, making Zhang Sixing feel that he was truly part of the gathering and had become an interesting and fun person.

Normally, he might find it a bit overwhelming, instinctively wanting to avoid it.

But now that he was drunk, things were different.

Alcohol really is mysterious—many things that can’t come out all day can lead to dancing on tables when drunk.

Today, Zhang Sixing genuinely felt it was the most relaxed day ever.

Much better than the time his friend dragged him to a foot bath—it was overwhelming from the moment the masseuse walked in!

Even though it wasn’t his cup of tea, he felt too embarrassed to ask for someone else as his friend had instructed.

From start to finish, he was a nervous wreck, and felt downright mortified when being ’serviced.’

Unlike now, where he felt completely safe, no worries at all, just like playing with girls brought by a friend.

Cheng Zhu, watching everything, wasn’t exactly a disinterested observer but certainly remained totally sober the whole time, not even slightly tipsy.

Seeing Zhang Sixing enjoying himself more and more, satisfaction showed on his face.

I’ll have you yet.

"Pays for the party and calls the girls."

"Normally, those who come out to play..."

"Call guys like us their ’godfathers’!"

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In the private room, when it was nearing 12 a.m., it was time for Cheng Zhu’s turn to brag.

A bunch of men gathered, talking about business after drinks, got to inflate their tales, right?

Cheng Zhu was very clear-headed at that moment but felt it was important to sketch out a future blueprint for Zhang Sixing.

In the process, he, in essence, gave a shout-out to Zhang Sixing in front of the few internet celebrities.

It was no secret what sort of market Cheng Zhu had in the youth circles.

The more he showed how much he valued Zhang Sixing, and emphasized his importance verbally, the more it indirectly elevated the other’s status.

Zhu Youwei listened on the side, though not sure whether the short video platform Cheng Zhu talked about could take off?

He knew of a platform called "KuaiShou," which was getting some heat, with people playing on it.

But it couldn’t compare to Weibo.

It even lagged behind apps like Momo.

But no worries.

It’s all about seizing the opportunity early!

He had immense faith in Cheng Zhu.

They played until half-past midnight before wrapping up.

These six girls were brought together by Zhu Youwei from the company.

But now, in the dead of night, it wasn’t feasible to package them all back to the company; everyone would return home separately.

Zhu Youwei made eye contact with Cheng Zhu and suggested directly, "We just send each of our teammates home ourselves, right? We’ve had so much drink tonight, a team comradeship has developed. It’s not safe for girls to go back alone; a drop-off by car is reasonable, isn’t it?"

And so, Susu climbed into Zhang Sixing’s Volvo.

The other girl named Nami went with Zhu Youwei, claiming it was on the way to his place.

When the chauffeur arrived, Cheng Zhu and Zhu Youwei let him take the Volvo first.

The two scoundrel men then stepped aside into a corner to smoke.

"I see old Zhang had quite the fun today," Zhu Youwei took a deep puff on his cigarette, lifting his chin towards the direction where the Volvo disappeared.

"If he still isn’t happy now, that would be really troublesome," Cheng Zhu replied with a smile, "Thanks for today, Brother Wei."

"You’re the one who invited me for drinks; I had a blast without spending a dime. What’s there to thank?" responded Zhu Youwei.

"By the way, this Susu... Is she reliable?" asked Cheng Zhu.

"She knows her limits," Zhu Youwei said.

He looked towards the direction the car had gone, saying, "Out of this batch, I actually see the most potential in Susu. But as you know, pushing new talent isn’t as easy as before, it’s not enough just to be willing to invest money and have operational methods, the cost-effectiveness is getting lower, sometimes it’s just luck."

Cheng Zhu nodded.

"Small fire thrives with support, big fire relies on fate," he said indifferently.

Zhu Youwei turned to look at him, saying, "Shit, I knew you’d understand the most."

Since the boss of Ancient Mountain Culture said this little internet celebrity knew her limits, Cheng Zhu was reassured.

At this moment, the boss of this internet celebrity company laughed and asked, "What extent do you think they’ll get to tonight?"

His laugh was like that of a high-class pimp.

Cheng Zhu exhaled a ring of smoke and looked into the night sky, scoffing,

"They won’t get anywhere if she doesn’t take the initiative. The more she does, the more he’ll seem chaste, showing that he’s not the type to take advantage of anyone while drunk and will smugly think: I must’ve left a good impression on her!"

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