Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!
Chapter 523 - 414 Take You to Another Place_3

Chapter 523: Chapter 414 Take You to Another Place_3

"That’s good, but Ningning is actually quite reliable in this regard. I just happened to see someone secretly sending her concert tickets, so I casually asked," Shen Minglang said.

Cheng Zhu: You sure asked the right person.

Based on his understanding of Shen Qingning’s personality, he felt that the proud peacock probably wouldn’t bother attending the concert.

Still, he had chosen to send a ticket.

He had his own plans and arrangements.

At this moment, since Shen Minglang brought up the subject, Cheng Zhu pretended to be surprised: "Really? That happened?"

"Yeah! Damn it! I don’t know where that horny dog came from, even bought a ticket from out of town, when Zhou Jielun will come to Hang City to hold a concert after a while!" Shen Minglang cursed.

Horny dog Cheng Zhu: "???"

Why start cursing out of nowhere?

That’s going too far!

But Shen Minglang kept on cursing that day: "We’re all men here, we should know what it means when a guy invites a girl to a concert out of town. What a dog he is, am I right, cousin!"

He was expecting Cheng Zhu to join him in his indignation.

Cheng Zhu: To your mom!

Keep cursing! Will you keep cursing!?

Cheng Zhu was ready to hang up the video call, not bothering to probe any further.

Fortunately, Shen Minglang changed the subject at this point: "Fortunately, our Ningning is indeed reassuring. She tore up that concert ticket right in front of me."

"So satisfying!" A look of glee spread across Shen Minglang’s face, as if he could already see the tearful face of that guy who spent money on the ticket.

Little did he know, Cheng Zhu was inwardly nodding his head: Just as I expected.

With Shen Ao Jiao’s character, it would be odd if she actually went to the concert after receiving the tickets.

She wasn’t Zhang Qiqi or Meng Yiyi.

If it were them, even knowing that Cheng Zhu had a girlfriend, they would still eagerly attend after he took the initiative to send tickets.

But it didn’t matter, this was only Cheng Zhu’s first step.

He wasn’t in a hurry.

On the contrary, he found it more interesting to take things slow.

As for Zhou Jielun’s tour including a Hang City Station this year, Cheng Zhu was obviously aware of that too.

But how could he possibly send Shen Qingning a Hang City Station ticket?

Hang City was not that big nor too small.

At such a mass concert, it was extremely easy to run into acquaintances.

Moreover, what if Little Lu wanted to go, what if she invited me?

After extracting all the useful information, Cheng Zhu decisively told Shen Minglang: "Gotta hang up now."

He immediately turned off the video.

Leaving Shen Minglang alone in the living room, confused: "Eh? Why hang up in such a rush?"

...

...

At around four in the afternoon, the young stepmother Wang Yushan began informing Shen Minglang and Shen Qingning to stay home for dinner, as instructed by their dad.

Shen Minglang had plans to watch a movie with his sister that evening and had not intended to have dinner together.

Lately, he had been [A National Flyer · Shen Minglang], either on a business trip or on his way to one.

Several girls he had been flirting with couldn’t be attended to recently.

"Damn it, two of them even started dating!"

Now, after being busy for so long, he definitely intended to take a break and then put in some extra work.

On the other hand, Wang Yushan went upstairs and knocked on Shen Qingning’s room door.

"Ningning," she called softly from outside the door.

After a while, the door opened.

"Your dad’s coming home for dinner tonight, he wants you to stay," she said, surprised: "You’re not feeling unwell, are you?"

At that moment, Shen Qingning looked a bit listless and somewhat tired.

"No problem," she shook her head: "I overslept this afternoon and feel a bit groggy."

"That’s fine, go wash your face," suggested Wang Yushan.

"Mhm."

Around five in the afternoon, the chauffeur parked the long-wheelbase Rolls-Royce Ghost in the villa’s parking space.

Shen Guoqiang got out of the back seat and returned home.

He had come home especially for dinner today because, like Shen Minglang, he had seen that news.

After the Shen family invested sixty million in Youu Tea, he, with some inside information, had a deeper understanding of Youu Tea’s future.

Shen Minglang had told him that the Hangzhou store maintained a daily sale of two to three thousand cups.

Shen Guoqiang knew well how smoothly cash businesses of this caliber could make money!

Milk tea is a cash-and-carry business.

Unlike some businesses, you would be lucky to get paid by the end of the year.

Moreover, this middle-aged proud peacock also saw that his son had been traveling for work, looking like he had become a changed man, so he wanted to have dinner together, as the family hadn’t met up in a long time.

Although Shen Guoqiang had always been tough on Shen Minglang with his educational methods, which wasn’t great, he cared for his son deep down.

During dinner, he unusually initiated a conversation with Shen Minglang: "You’ve been busy lately, haven’t you?"

The middle-aged proud peacock actually wanted to ask if he was tired, but when he spoke, it came out as busy.

"It’s alright, I’ve kind of gotten used to it, it feels fulfilling," Shen Minglang truly felt.

The days of lavish living were fun, but left an emptiness afterwards.

In that vast emptiness, he would think about continuing the fun the next day, then rinse and repeat.

At first, sleeping with girls gave him some sense of achievement, but that feeling faded over time.

Now, running around for the fundamental groundwork of Youu Tea, laying a solid foundation for the supply chain, he really felt a sense of accomplishment.

Shen Guoqiang glanced at his son and truly felt the young man had changed, appearing more grounded, and nodded slightly, even offering to drink together.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere at the table was quite good.

Only, Shen Qingning was even quieter than usual.

After dinner, Shen Guoqiang called his children to the tea room, planning to discuss Yue Tea while drinking tea.

He thought he could provide some advice to the youngsters with his experience.

He didn’t understand the milk tea business, nor the so-called internet celebrity economy, but there were principles that were always relevant, and he felt he should share a few words of caution.

Also, such a big event had happened, and his children hadn’t thought to seek advice from him, leaving the old father feeling a bit slighted and displeased!

"Ningning, make the tea," Shen Guoqiang said to his daughter.

Shen Qingning nodded and began skillfully preparing the tea.

Shen Minglang eagerly assisted on the side.

After taking a sip of the white tea his daughter brewed, Shen Guoqiang set down the cup and began: "I saw the news this morning."

His tone was calm as he continued: "Is there a Yue Tea in Shen City that got a billion from Shendu Capital?"

The slightly inebriated Shen Minglang’s eyes lit up as he heard this.

He remembered today’s video call with his cousin and then began... to apply what he learned!

He leaned back in his chair, and with the same upward glance as Cheng Zhu had used in the video, looked towards his own dad and nonchalantly said:

"So what?"

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(ps: two-in-one, ask for monthly tickets~)