After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

Meng Zhiyu sat aside, crying silently.

Yan Sichen's patent was not unfamiliar to her.

Because she knew that behind this was the result of Yan Sichen's countless days and nights of hard work and effort.

He devoted himself completely to the research work, almost giving up his rest and entertainment time, and focusing wholeheartedly on the research and development of this patent.

Before applying for the patent, Yan Sichen had even lived in the laboratory for three full months and hardly ever left.

At that time, Meng Zhiyu would considerately bring him midnight snacks and watch him take the lunch box back after he finished eating.

She could not forget the moment Yan Sichen wolfed down his food and excitedly told her,

"Zhiyu, this may be a great turning point. Although it may not seem very impressive, the development of China's chip technology may reach a new level because of it!"

His eyes were startlingly bright.

Meng Zhiyu didn’t know much about computers, let alone chips.

But she believed Yan Sichen.

Since he said so, it must be true.

"Amazing."

Meng Zhiyu said with a smile,

“It feels like we’re changing history.”

Yan Sichen couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, he looked at Meng Zhiyu with tenderness in his eyes, and the love in his eyes was so deep that it made people fall in love.

"Once we get this patent... we'll be one step closer to our little home."

Meng Zhiyu was stunned, pursed her lips and smiled.

"We are very happy now. I feel like... I haven't been this happy for a long time."

She knew that her father would not let her go easily, and given his personality, he would not like Yan Sichen either.

But... instead of worrying about things that have not happened, it is better to seize the present and cherish what we have.

At least, she really felt loved, happy and safe.

Yan Sichen seemed to see through her thoughts, but did not point it out.

He gently stood up and touched Meng Zhiyu's head.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will find a way to solve it."

……

But Meng Zhiyu never expected that Yan Sichen would actually give the patent to the Meng family as a betrothal gift!

He is willing to do it, but she is not!

On the other side, Mr. Mo put down the certificate in frustration - this TM is actually real!

He was unwilling to give up, so he picked up Yan Sichen's other materials and started reading them.

As the saying goes, people are more angry than people.

No one said a word.

Any normal person would think that Yan Sichen’s legendary resume was fake.

"Mr. Yan, I admit that you are excellent."

Mr. Mo gnashed his teeth.

"But you only have about 800,000 yuan in your account... Even if you teach at University A, you probably won't make much money in the future. How can you give Zhiyu a life of luxury?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Zhiyu suddenly spoke up and excitedly refuted,

"I don't need luxurious clothes and delicious food! I just want to be my own boss!"

Old Master Meng glared at her again, but this time, Meng Zhiyu did not back down. Instead, she looked back at him without fear.

Her courage almost shocked everyone present.

"Dad, I really...like him."

Her eyes were red and her gaze was firm.

"I can be sure that I don't want to marry anyone but him."

Mr. Meng was also stunned.

"Dad, in this family, I have never asked you for anything..."

Meng Zhiyu choked up and wiped away her tears with her healthy left hand.

"Just let me go this time. I am willing to pay any price for it."

Mr. Mo's expression also became complicated, but Mr. Meng sneered again.

"You two are both more arrogant than each other. One of you lets me set any conditions, and the other is willing to pay any price..."

He glanced at Yan Sichen again.

"Well, I won't make it difficult for you. Tomorrow morning, if you can come up with eight million, I will grant it."

Meng Zhiyu became anxious when she heard this, because she knew that Yan Sichen's current net worth was only 800,000.

When he came to propose marriage, he was very open and did not make any false statements.

Besides, eight hundred thousand is already a considerable fortune for ordinary people.

It’s just that it can’t be compared with the wealthy families in the imperial capital.

"Dad, there's only one night. Even if he borrows, steals, or robs, he can't get enough money!"

Meng Zhiyu felt waves of despair.

"Aren't you... pushing people to death?"

Mr. Meng glanced at her indifferently.

"It was this guy who said that the conditions were arbitrary. And—"

He suddenly looked up at Meng Youze who was watching the show.

"You! Follow this kid closely. If he dares to do anything illegal, call the police!"

"Dad!" Meng Zhiyu was about to burst into tears, "Why are you making things difficult for him?"

Seeing that Mr. Meng didn't say anything, she turned to Yan Sichen again, with a pleading tone in her voice.

"Si Chen, my father is in a bad mood today, don't take his angry words to heart... We can talk about our affairs slowly later--"

"Who said I was just angry?"

Mr. Meng's face was gloomy.

"If you can't do it, get out! Don't come here again!"

Meng Zhiyu finally covered her face and started crying.

Yan Sichen exhaled slowly, seemed to have made up his mind, and began to pack up his various supporting documents.

Just when Mr. Meng and Mr. Mo thought that he was going to give up, Yan Sichen walked over to Meng Zhiyu and rubbed her head.

"See you tomorrow."

Now, except for Meng Youze who was watching the show with great interest, everyone thought that Yan Sichen was crazy.

“You, don’t…”

Meng Zhiyu became panicked, fearing that Yan Sichen would take a risk and ruin his life.

Because with his intelligence, he might really be able to do it.

"It's okay, your brother will keep an eye on me."

He blinked gently, as if he had a plan in mind.

"I'll bring flowers tomorrow."

Meng Zhiyu was stunned.

***

In the ancestral hall.

Hearing this, Yan Qing finally couldn't help but ask,

"Uncle, how on earth did my dad collect eight million in one night? In such a short time, the counterfeit money wouldn't even be enough to buy it!"

"Yeah, I felt that way at the time."

Meng Youze smiled silently.

"As for me, of course I followed him dutifully. Because I also wanted to know what this kid was thinking. He dared to agree to such conditions without hesitation--"

"Are you planning to try your luck and spend all your money on lottery tickets?"

His thoughts gradually returned to that day.

After leaving the Meng family, Yan Sichen went straight to the bank and withdrew all the more than 800,000 yuan in his account.

Then he carried the box of money and walked into the largest underground casino in the imperial capital.

I exchanged all my money into chips and gambled all night long.

Every bet is “all in”.

(All in - means to put all your chips in.)

That night, the whole casino was boiling because of him.

Until dawn, Yan Sichen rubbed his bloodshot eyes, exchanged the chips he won for cash, and never entered the casino again.

There is no doubt that he created another legend.

With a small investment and a big return, the capital of 800,000 yuan snowballed to more than 8 million yuan.

However, Yan Sichen himself seemed quite calm.

He took a two-hour nap on a bench on the street, and the flower shop just opened for business.

Just as agreed with Meng Zhiyu, I bought the freshest flowers and went to pick her up early.

……

"In a way, your dad is really a genius."

Meng Youze smiled.

"I've never seen anyone win in a night without cheating. He's pretty smart. He used a fake name when he went to the casino to avoid getting in trouble."

"pseudonym?"

"Hmm. Let me think what it's called... Oh, yes."

Meng Youze snapped his fingers.

"Louie. His name is Louie."