Who's Still Chasing Her After Rebirth?

"What?!"

All four eyes fell on Xu Ye at once.

Xu Yeyun said calmly: "I made a little fortune during the summer vacation. I don't have much money. As I said just now, what I want to do is a small business."

Zhang Xinzhou asked with interest: "Then what do you want to do?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

Xu Ye smiled and said, "Let's wait until I think about it. Eat first, eat first."

Yan Qing held up her cheeks and said with a smile: "Xinzhou, look at your roommate. He has been thinking about starting his own business since the beginning of college. What about you? Do you just plan to hang out in college and wait to die?"

Zhang Xinzhou said quickly: "It's not like you don't know my family's situation. My old man strictly prohibits me from starting a business."

"Then why do you study finance?"

Yan Qing hit the nail on the head.

Although he has family training, Zhang Xinzhou, who appears to be a good guy, actually has a heart to prove himself. He can see the end of his life when he goes home to collect rent. He doesn't want to be like the old man at home, doing nothing all day long, other than going fishing. Just play mahjong and golf...

This kind of life is too salty.

Zhang Xinzhou sighed and said helplessly: "My father said that if I dare to start a business, he will cut off my financial resources."

Yang Fei asked in confusion: "Zhang Xinzhou, why doesn't your dad let you start a business?"

Xu Ye explained with a smile: "Because they can live a lifetime of eating, drinking and having fun, their family's wealth will not be lost. However, if the business fails, it is very likely that the family's house will be lost. Therefore, many rich people would rather their sons live in poverty." They are idle and unwilling to let them 'prove themselves'."

"For example, if you have a deposit of RMB 100 million at home, and based on the lowest interest rate of 4% on large certificates of deposit, if you put this money in the bank for one year, you can make a net profit of RMB 4 million. What kind of business can you start? Guaranteed to make a net profit of four million per year? If you can’t make any money, even if you don’t make a loss, it’s still a loss.”

"Xu Ye, you are so understanding."

"I read it from a novel called Top Star." (Old book friend checking in)

Zhang Xinzhou said jokingly: "But...Xu Ye, if your entrepreneurial project is good, maybe I can partner with you."

"Aren't you afraid that your old man won't give you living expenses?"

"Not afraid."

Zhang Xinzhou put his arm around Yan Qing's shoulders and said, "My brother can support me!"

Yan Qing rolled her eyes. She was not disgusted with Zhang Xinzhou's action. The two of them seemed to be arming each other like this often. She shook her shoulders and cursed with a smile: "Get out of here."

After the crayfish was served, the five people peeled the crayfish and chatted freely.

Li Tongwen doesn't like to talk much, but Xu Ye and Zhang Xinzhou have many common topics, and Yang Fei and Yan Qing join in the conversation, making the atmosphere very harmonious.

By the time the five people came out of the food stall, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Xu Ye said with a smile: "Let's not be light bulbs. If you don't return to the dormitory before eleven o'clock, I will assume that you will not come back tonight, but please remember to pay attention to safety."

Xu Ye emphasized the pronunciation of the words 'pay attention to safety' very hard.

"Xu Ye, your uncle!"

Watching Xu Ye, Yang Fei, and Li Tongwen walk away, Yan Qing also showed a smile on her face and said: "This Xu Ye seems to be very skilled in the ways of the world."

"I have high emotional intelligence, and I discovered it on the first day of school." Zhang Xinzhou said: "I was originally worried that I wouldn't meet roommates with whom I have a common topic in college, but now it seems that I have overthought it."

"Where to go next?"

"I'll call my old man first."

"What do you want to do?"

"I need money. I just promised that I would start a business with Xu Ye in partnership."

"What excuse are you making this time?"

"Just say you're pregnant and I need money to have an abortion!"

Yan Qing raised her leg and kicked Zhang Xinzhou on the butt. She blushed and cursed: "Zhang Xinzhou, get out of here!"

…

On the way back to the dormitory.

"Yang Fei, are you envious of Zhang Xinzhou?" Li Tongwen said suddenly.

Yang Fei raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"

"Didn't you say at noon that it's nothing to spend money on your girlfriend to find a partner, but the best thing is to let your girlfriend spend money on you? It seems that Zhang Xinzhou's girlfriend just settled the bill."

Although Zhang Xinzhou said that Yan Qing was his brother or buddy, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the relationship between the two was obviously closer to that of a couple.

Yang Fei said harshly: "Then why are you telling me specifically? Do you think Xu Ye is not envious?"

"What am I envious of?" Xu Ye said seriously: "I am with my girlfriend, and she spends money on me."

"Make it up, make it up again!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll throw you down."

Yang Fei snorted: "If that's true, then your girlfriend must be a Ruhua too."

"Yang Fei, you can't say the grapes are sour when you can't eat them. My girlfriend is both beautiful and rich."

"Haha~"

Yang Fei obviously didn't believe it, and Xu Ye didn't explain, even though he had more than one photo with Chen Qingqing on his phone.

Just like this, when he returned to the dormitory, Xu Ye took out his mobile phone and found that his best friend Qin Zhiwei had sent him several messages.

Qin Zhiwei: "My military training is over, you should be over too."

Qin Zhiwei: "I have a day off tomorrow. Do you want to come and play with me, or should I go to you?"

Qin Zhiwei: "I want to go to the Oriental Pearl Tower to check in first."

Xu Ye: "I'm not free."

Xu Ye: "I made an appointment with my girlfriend."

Xu Ye: "Next time."

Qin Zhiwei: "You are a jerk for a woman, aren't you?"

Xu Ye: "Yes."

Qin Zhiwei: "Xu Ye, you deserve to die. There are only nine girls in our engineering class. If I had known, I would not have come to Shanghai."

Xu Ye: "It's okay. There are many girls in my school. I will introduce you to a few girls when I get to know them better."

Qin Zhiwei: "Is it reliable?"

Xu Ye: "Don't worry, it's absolutely reliable."

Xu Ye: "What type do you like?"

Qin Zhiwei: "I'm not picky. I can accept someone who is a little worse than your girlfriend."

Xu Ye: "Then you will be single for the rest of your life."

Qin Zhiwei: "???"

Qin Zhiwei: "Xu Ye, what the hell do you mean!"

Qin Zhiwei: "Fuck, I want to kill you!"

...

Shanghai Conservatory of Music.

In the girls' dormitory 205.

Chen Qingqing saw the express message on her phone and asked quietly, "Do you know where to pick up the express?"

"It's usually at the entrance of the library opposite the cafeteria. Are you going to pick it up now?"

"Yes."

Chen Qingqing nodded and said, "It should be something my mother sent to me."

Shen Xinyi stood up and said, "Qingqing, I'll go with you. I also have a express."

"Okay~"

The two left the dormitory and soon came to the place where they picked up the express.

After Chen Qingqing signed for it, she waited at the door for a while. After Shen Xinyi next to her also got the express, the two walked back together.

"What did your mother send you?"

"Mobile phone."

"Both of these express deliveries?"

"Yes."

"Could one of them be for your boyfriend?"

"His mobile phone battery is not durable and it always jams, so I..."

"Okay."

Shen Xinyi showed an expression that said I know everything and said, "You don't need to explain, I understand."

He is a loyal audience of Korean dramas.

She has seen all those romantic love clips on TV.

Chen Qingqing looked at Shen Xinyi, then looked down at the phone in her hand. She suddenly regretted it. She didn't know how to give this phone to Xu Ye tomorrow.

But when she thought about the sly smile Xu Ye would show after receiving the phone, Chen Qingqing wanted to laugh.

This half month.

Why did time pass so slowly?

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