Chapter 76: Top-Tier Rich Girl Feng Siruo, Spends 100,000 Without Blinking
“What’s the big deal about a breakup? Is it even called university if you don’t go through a breakup?” Gao Wenkai shrugged it off, tossing his luggage aside and walking into the dorm.
Xu Haodong responded mockingly, “Yeah, at least I had a relationship to lose. You never even started one.”
“Who says I didn’t?”
“I just saw that senior you like. She went to Hotel Street with her boyfriend.”
Gao Wenkai paused. “So that’s what she needed to borrow money for…”
Xu Haodong fell silent as well. “Forget it, thinking about it, you’re worse off than I am.”
“Why is love so unlucky for everyone in our dorm?” Zhang Guangfa stuffed his luggage under the bed.
“Who said it’s unlucky? Haven’t you noticed our Lord Jiang?”
The three turned their eyes to Jiang Zhou.
This guy was like the god of romance. They had never once seen him troubled over love.
Yet they all had the same eyes and nose, so why were their love lives so different?
“Jiang Zhou, can’t you teach us a few tricks? Help us out of this misery!”
Jiang Zhou lit a cigarette. “There’s no saving a simp. No one can help you unless you wake up yourself.”
Xu Haodong looked miserable. “I just don’t get why she doesn’t like me.”
“No. What you should be asking is why you insist on liking her. Are there no other girls?”
Gao Wenkai raised his hand. “I just like her cold, aloof vibe!”
Jiang Zhou chuckled, “Cold? Have you met the canteen aunties? No matter how handsome you are, if the meat dish has no meat, it still has no meat. Why aren’t you in love with them?”
“…”
“So, you’re not really into her. You’re just being stubborn with yourself.”
“Everyone’s got a bit of that never-say-die attitude in their bones, but you’re all channeling it the wrong way.”
As his words fell, the dorm room went quiet.
The three reflected in silence. No wonder they called him the romance sage.
His words hit straight to their weak spots. It hurt, but kind of felt good.
Gao Wenkai looked up. “Got any advice for me then?”
“Never be a simp, and never be the side guy.”
Leaving them with that, Jiang Zhou pulled the covers over his head and went straight to sleep.
He’d been driving for over four hours and had written a mountain of recruitment posts.
By now, he was physically and mentally drained.
—
In the middle of the night, the phone under Jiang Zhou’s pillow began vibrating like crazy.
Caller ID: Da Qiang, the chicken cutlet seller from the food street.
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The next morning…
Morning light bathed the earth.
Summer had passed. Autumn had painted the trees, and the mountains glowed with its golden hue.
Jiang Zhou got up early, smoked a cigarette, washed up, and grabbed his textbooks.
Then, he headed to the teaching building with Xu Haodong and the rest.
Since freshmen didn’t have specialized courses yet, the entire first year was filled with general classes.
This morning’s class, Public Resource Relations, was combined for three classes.
Finance 1 and Finance 2 students were mixed in with Finance 3.
At the back of the room, a few guys were craning their necks, staring at Feng Siruo.
Though she wore a mask and kept her hat pulled low, ever since her performance at the welcome party, no amount of low profile could hide her glow.
Everyone knew: Finance 3 had an angel fallen to earth.
She was breathtakingly beautiful and carried an extraordinary aura.
A few boys were nudging each other, clearly about to take some action; maybe ask for her QQ, or invite her to eat.
“Move over a bit.” Jiang Zhou walked up, nudged Ding Yue out of the way, and plopped down beside Feng Siruo.
Immediately, the few guys from earlier turned away.
His reputation preceded him.
Though Jiang Zhou didn’t join military training and wasn’t close with most students, after the forum incident, his name was well-known for putting people in check.
Meanwhile, Feng Siruo let out a tiny breath of relief.
She was smart. She knew people had been staring at her.
She’d been waiting all morning for Jiang Zhou to come “bully” her.
Though his teasing annoyed her, it also made her secretly happy.
Because when he was around, no one else dared look her way. They were afraid they’d get “disciplined” too.
Last time, a guy named Fang Youcai lost 510,000 yuan to him.
So yes, Feng Siruo deeply admired Jiang Zhou.
But today, Jiang Zhou said nothing after sitting down.
Feng Siruo hesitated for a long while, finally stealing a glance at him, only to find his face full of irritation.
She tensed up immediately.
Last night, Jiang Zhou had gotten a call.
A food delivery guy and a shop owner got into a fight.
Turns out, the shop owner had been playing cards during a key hand and refused to prep the order.
The rider waited and waited. He ended up late and got his fee deducted.
It was clearly the shop’s fault.
The rider was furious, and now they were on strike.
If this wasn’t handled properly, the rider-vendor relationship would deteriorate fast.
Jiang Zhou was on high alert.
Unexpected issues came with the territory in business.
But a fight?
These weren’t kids anymore. How could they still act so dumb?
He had wanted to be a gentle, generous boss.
But now it was clear: without discipline, a team couldn’t be led.
Just then, Feng Siruo gently reached out her fair little hand and offered him a candy.
Her big eyes blinked like they were speaking.
She could tell he was upset, but didn’t know how to ask, so she offered him comfort in the best way she knew.
Jiang Zhou glanced at the candy but didn’t take it.
Instead, he picked up her novelty maze ruler — a kind with a tiny metal ball you had to tilt through a track.
He fiddled with it for a while, but the ball never reached the end.
It kept bouncing back like it had a temper.
Crack!
Annoyed to his limit, Jiang Zhou snapped the ruler clean in half.
“Lame. Here, take it back.”
Feng Siruo bit her lip, eyes brimming with grievance.
She’d just bought that… and now it was halved.
“You upset?”
“Mm…”
“Come on, let’s ditch class.”
“Huh?”
Jiang Zhou grabbed her hand and, while the teacher wasn’t looking, slipped out the back door.
Her face flushed crimson.
She wanted to pull away but didn’t dare.
She’d seen what happened to the maze ruler. Her tiny self couldn’t take that kind of snapping.
But soon she was smiling again, because Jiang Zhou brought her to Ganfanren and used the office computer there to play QQ Speed.
“Woohoo!” Feng Siruo cheered after winning a match, her arms raised like a lotus blossom.
But after a few races, she got bored.
Once she memorized the tracks, she lost interest quickly, so she walked over to Jiang Zhou, curious what he was doing.
His fingers were flying over the keyboard.
A document titled “Ganfanren Collaboration Guidelines and Reward/Penalty System” was taking shape.
His mood was still a bit sour,
But the soft orchid-like scent from Feng Siruo’s body helped him calm down.
“Done playing?”
“Yeah.”
Jiang Zhou pulled her hand and let her sit beside him. “You know accounting?”
“A little.”
“Help me tally the National Day bills, okay?”
“Okay!”
Jiang Zhou raised a brow. “You’re that happy to work?”
Feng Siruo’s cheeks were pink. “Because… you’re upset.”
“So you think helping me work will cheer me up?”
“Yes… Yes, I do.”
Jiang Zhou looked at her and suddenly smiled.
It was precisely because of this that he had loved her through two lifetimes.
“There’s one more thing that would make me even happier. Want to try it?” he asked.
Feng Siruo blinked, a bit confused.
Jiang Zhou leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Marry me.”
“No!”
“Then get back to work!”
Feng Siruo wrinkled her delicate nose at his sulky face.
This man… why is he always so moody?
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