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Chapter 239 - 237, Unique (Third Update)_1

Chapter 239: 237, Unique (Third Update)_1

Originally holding more than 40 million, Ren He became penniless overnight after buying a courtyard house. The price of the house alone was 44.98 million, and with the additional 3% deed tax, the cost for the courtyard came to 46.32 million. So, by the time he reached Liu Hai Alley, there was only a little over 30,000 left in his bank account.

Who would believe that someone living in a mansion worth tens of millions only had 30,000 in their pocket?

This was something only a person like Ren He, who did not lack financial resources, would dare to do. Besides, his current lifestyle was not extravagant, and 30,000 would last a long time without any unexpected expenses, considering he was still a student.

Lying on the new house’s big bed, Ren He felt completely satisfied. In his past life, he wasn’t someone of great taste; being called a geeky homebody would not be an exaggeration. He was just an ordinary person with no ambition to conquer the world, and the business battles in the corporate world had nothing to do with him. He never even dreamed of such a life.

He could not relate to the thrill of looking down at the world from the clouds atop a skyscraper. To him, Ren He cherished the idea of one day standing on the roof of the world, on Mount Everest, to gaze upon the most magnificent views.

Since he didn’t have many personal belongings in his rented place, Ren He simply went back, grabbed his clothes, and told the landlord he wouldn’t be renting anymore. The location of Liu Hai Alley was convenient for his daily commute to school, and Ren He enjoyed this unfettered student life, free from the control of Mrs. Ren and Elder Ren, and away from Luo City, a town so small that you could run into someone you knew anywhere you went.

In fact, he didn’t particularly enjoy socializing. Given a good game, he could stay indoors for a whole month—probably the original reason he had wanted to create Dota...

When he went to school on Monday, he noticed right away that many people seemed to be discussing the same thing. He sat down in his classroom and quietly asked Jiang Haoyang, "What happened? Quite a few classmates are talking about some kind of dance."

"Oh, the Student Council’s Arts Department announced that there will be a dance next Friday evening at the sports field. Everyone is required to invite a person of the opposite sex, or they won’t be allowed in," Jiang Haoyang shrugged and said, "Where the hell am I supposed to invite someone from?"

So that was the issue. In Ren He’s previous life, the policy at No.4 Middle School that required inviting a member of the opposite sex to the dance had been criticized by parents, who worried it would lead to early romance. Nevertheless, No.4 Middle School stuck with the policy.

So if you wanted to attend the dance, you really needed to invite someone of the opposite sex, or you wouldn’t get in.

In fact, this rule did give many boys the chance to muster up the courage. Adolescence always includes those stunningly beautiful female classmates, whose every toss of the hair and smile seemed enchanting.

In those days, after either a boy or a girl confessed, the two of them would still do boring things: study, buy a cup of milk tea, eat together, walk home together, and if they ran into classmates, they would panic and hastily hide.

Of course, there were also those who were unabashed.

Back then, many people would truly believe the sky changed slowly, the twilight was warm, and that a person’s life was only long enough to love one other person.

Maybe as they grew up, they would realize how naive and immature they had been. They might even feel embarrassed about the promises they had made so confidently. But those were the best times of your life, indelible.

Jiang Haoyang whispered, "The Student Council even came to personally invite our Qinghe Club. They gave us a lot of face. We’re going, right?"

"You guys go," Ren He shrugged and replied. He had no intention of going. If he invited Yang Xi, she would definitely accept, but it would surely cause a stir. And if he invited someone else, well, the jealousy from Yang Xi would not be a small matter.

So when Ren He and Yang Xi texted each other during the first lesson, they tacitly decided neither would attend. Yang Xi even threatened Ren He that there would be consequences if he dared to secretly invite another girl to the dance.

Ren He hurriedly pledged his loyalty, "Don’t you know me yet? My heart is red, loyal to the Party, following my wife’s word as I follow the Party, absolutely!"

"Who is your wife? Stop talking nonsense," Yang Xi’s face turned red while she was in class; when her deskmate tried to see who she was texting, she quickly covered the phone, shameless!

"I bought a courtyard in the Capital; I’ll take you to see it soon. That’s where I live now," bragged Ren He.

Most people who had business dealings with Ren He understood how awesome he was, but what everyone knew was only partial.

Xu Nuo did not know about Ren He’s founding of the Qinghe Fund, nor was she aware that he had written a novel.

Liu Erbao and An Si knew Ren He was into extreme sports and had written a song that made Yang Xi famous, but they didn’t know he had also written novels or that he owned Qinghe Fund, Qinghe Club, and Qinghe Games.

Elder Zhou had no clue that Ren He was still dabbling in extreme sports, nor was he aware that the now rising Qinghe Games belonged to Ren He.

Ren and Mrs. Ren were utterly oblivious to everything about Ren He...

The classmates within Qinghe Club didn’t have a clue about any of Ren He’s activities outside of school.

Therefore, nobody truly knew everything about Ren He, what they knew was merely the tip of the iceberg. Although, this tip was already quite remarkable, they had no idea what their reactions would be once they found out everything about him...

However, these unwitting people did not include Yang Xi, as Ren He never hid anything from her, even proactively keeping her informed. So, Yang Xi had always been aware: Knight was Ren He, the songwriter was Ren He, Qinghe Games belonged to Ren He, Qinghe Fund was his, and so on. She knew it all and reveled in the sense of special treatment she received, as if she held a unique place in Ren He’s heart. This feeling was absolutely thrilling!

She was surprised, "You bought a Courtyard House in the Capital? In the suburbs?"

"A Courtyard House, one that belonged to a Qing dynasty prince, in Liu Hai Alley. I snagged it up for 46 million. Ha, but I’ve already become a pauper overnight," Ren He boasted. Carrying out such a significant act without informing his closest person didn’t feel quite real.

Yang Xi was momentarily stunned. Although she came from a wealthy family, she had never experienced the feeling of buying a house for over 40 million. However, her first reaction upon seeing Ren He’s text was, "Are you out of money? I’ve got more pocket money now, 5,000 a month, and I can’t spend it all. How about I give you 4,000?"

Knowing how lavish Ren He could be, she thought how awful it must feel for him to be broke. Even though she had recently become famous, Su Ruqin was worried that getting too much money too quickly might lead to bad habits, so they pretentiously claimed to be saving it for her. Su Ruqin took care of event attire and other needs directly, and Yang Xi didn’t mind; she really didn’t have many expenses.

This was a typical parental mindset; most parents wouldn’t let their high school-aged children have too much money on hand. 5,000 was already quite a lot.

Seeing Yang Xi offering her allowance to him, Ren He couldn’t help but find it amusing, yet it was a feeling he’d never experienced before. He texted back with a smile, "No need, I’ve still got enough for myself. If you’re short, just let me know. Your mother-in-law is not so generous with money, huh? But it’s okay, you’ve got me. I’m loaded."

That was purely teasing, since her mother-in-law couldn’t see it. Enjoying a bit of fun at her expense wasn’t such a bad thing.

"Enough with the flaunting. Don’t spend too much on me," Yang Xi replied with a smile, "But I should be working on a new album soon. Can you continue to write songs for me? Don’t force yourself if you can’t write anything."

"Of course! Absolutely!" It was only at that moment that Ren He remembered he should write a song for Yang Xi, and spontaneously he wrote down a song he had long intended for her, a song bound to be a hit: "Little Fortunes."

However, just as Ren He had finished writing the song, the Divine Punishment System announced a task: "Task: Invite a female classmate other than Yang Xi to next Friday night’s dance. Failure to complete will result in the host having a swollen tongue for one month."

Ren He’s face darkened right away. The heck, one second I’m all lovey-dovey, and the next you’re stirring up trouble?!

It was utterly impossible for him to invite another girl to the dance—punishment or not, inviting someone else was just nonsense!

Yet, at that moment, Ren He suddenly came up with a perfect solution!

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That’s three updates for today, consider it a day off.

Others take a break by skipping updates, but I count three as resting... Repeat after me, writing novels is a dead-end street...

By the way, I’m asking for full subscriptions, no pressure on those who don’t like certain parts, no need to emphasize your preferences to me, it’s really not possible to write just about extreme sports... But I hope those who truly enjoy this book can give a full subscription (subscribe to every Chapter), currently less than 600 have done so, it’s quite disheartening.