You're forcing me to be reborn, right?

Cheng Zhu's heart melted at his sister's simple words.

Damn, my sister is so fucking cute!

With Cheng Zhu's mentality and level now, ordinary women can't touch his heartstrings at all.

But Xiao Youzi's baby voice said that she would do anything she asked him to do now.

He was addicted, fucking addicted!

This fucking thing must make a castle for Her Royal Highness the Princess?

Make money, I have to work harder to make money in this life!

Cheng Zhu drank mung bean soup while falling into memories.

"Thinking carefully, I still feel sorry for Xiao Youzi." Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

In his memory, his sister Cheng You was a very lively and quirky little girl when she was young.

But after junior high school, people began to become more and more restrained and introverted.

Cheng Zhu later found out by chance that she was bad-mouthed by several female classmates in junior high school because she developed early and the loose school uniform couldn't cover it, so they said she was coquettish.

This caused Xiao Youzi to hunch over, and over time, her posture could not be changed, and she became less and less confident.

For girls, the posture and temperament of the whole person are really important.

The same face, with different postures and temperaments, will undergo earth-shaking changes.

These things were told to Xiao Youzi by her later best friend, and Cheng Zhu was so angry that he wanted to tear the girls' mouths.

The girl loved to chat with Cheng Zhu, and felt that her best friend's brother was completely different from the boys in school.

Later, Cheng Zhu always asked his sister to take Pilates classes that cost hundreds of yuan a class, and also hired a professional to correct her posture, but it was difficult to change her personality.

"I should pay more attention to this problem in the future." He thought to himself.

With this thought, he got up and went to the restaurant kitchen.

"Are you here?" Dad Cheng Dong looked at his son and said indifferently.

The Cheng family is famous for favoring girls over boys. Cheng Donglai is passionate about his daughter and is a complete daughter slave. He always lets his son go as long as he doesn't cause trouble outside.

"Dad, is there anything I can help with?" he asked.

Comrade Cheng Lao looked at him with a little surprise while frying peppers and pork, and said only a few words: "Go out and enjoy the air conditioning."

Cheng Zhu didn't insist and left the important place of the kitchen obediently.

Old Cheng looked at his son's back and muttered: "It's really strange, this lazy guy actually asked for help?"

After Cheng Zhu sat down at the dining table, he began to think again.

"If I remember correctly, my second uncle will come to cheat money this year, leaving our family with nothing. Old Cheng had a hard time in the following years."

"He has not been in good health since then, probably because he was too tired in these years."

This world is like this for the poor. Anything that can be solved with money has to be solved with health, life, time, dignity... which is more precious than money.

Many people trade their health for money when they are healthy, and trade money for health when they are sick.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhu's career went smoothly later, and he was particularly concerned about his parents' health. Old Cheng's health became better and better, and his mother Xu Yun became younger and younger.

He had good career luck, and luckily he made money at the same speed as his parents aged.

Some people are not so lucky.

"But since they are reborn, they should live a better life." Cheng Zhu thought.

Make money, or make money as quickly as possible!

Thinking of this, he immediately picked up his mobile phone and opened WeChat. For the first pot of gold, he had to contact someone now.

This person was named Jiang Wanzhou, and he was another childhood friend of Cheng Zhu besides Wang Anquan.

The two were in the same class in elementary school, junior high school, and high school, so they grew up together.

The two words "Wanzhou" were taken from "The fishermen sing in the evening, and the sound echoes all over the shore of Pengli."

Well, it was the "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" that everyone recited to death during their school days.

Cheng Zhu felt that memorizing was painful when he was in school, but after leaving school, as he grew older, he realized that these things in the Chinese textbook were actually all shining pearls.

He first flipped through the chat records with Jiang Wanzhou, reviewed the recent chat content, and put it into the current state.

Soon, his eyes focused on a message. It was Jiang Wanzhou who told him that his cousin had just opened a bar and he invited Cheng Zhu to go sit with him.

Many people seem to have a "sissy" in their class during their school years, and they also have classmates who are rich. But in Cheng Zhu's youth, these two are combined into one, that is Jiang Wanzhou.

He has a male body and a female appearance, his voice is soft, his movements and expressions are feminine, and he exudes a gay vibe from the inside out, like a scheming Zero.

If Cheng Zhu is so hot that his face is sweating wildly, he will wipe it directly with his hands.

Jiang Wanzhou took up two small hands and fanned the air beside his face, which was particularly charming.

But even a guy like him who seems to be a gay has a heart that wants to become a domineering CEO. Can you believe it?

"How can a domineering CEO wear a black coat and walk in small steps?" Cheng Zhu complained in his heart.

But it must be said that Jiang Wanzhou is really rich.

There were rumors during school that his family had a street of shops.

Cheng Zhu didn't believe it at that time, because he saw that Jiang Wanzhou never spent money lavishly, never wasted food, and never showed off his wealth.

When he told Jiang Wanzhou this gossip, he immediately waved his hand to deny it: "How is it possible! How can it be so exaggerated!"

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"I told you!" Cheng Zhu laughed.

Later, he learned that Jiang Wanzhou's family did have a street of shops, and the reason he denied it was because the row of shops opposite was not his. In his concept, the shops on both sides of the street must all belong to him to be considered a street of shops.

This can only be considered half a street at best.

Since then, Cheng Zhu began to call him Mr. Jiang, and he still called him Brother Cheng Zhuzhu, and everyone talked about their own things.

Speaking of which, with such a super rich second-generation childhood friend, Cheng Zhu's entrepreneurial journey should be easier.

But in fact, it is not.

It seems that he and Jiang Wanzhou are not destined to be partners.

But if they do business separately, they will be very smooth.

It can be said that "separated, each is awesome, together, they are just shit."

Cheng Zhu later thought: "He has too much yin energy, and he is probably against me."

At this moment, he directly typed: "Didn't you say last time that you would invite me to the wine shop opened by your cousin? How about tonight?"

Look, he took the initiative to find someone to treat him, and he had to choose the time himself.

"Who are you talking to, Mr. Jiang?" Mr. Jiang said in a dissatisfied tone, but he replied to the message in seconds.

"Mr. Jiang! Treat me!" Cheng Zhu sent a message to kill people.

He could understand Jiang Wanzhou's monstrous resentment, because he just flipped through the chat history and found that Jiang Wanzhou had asked him out a lot during the summer vacation, but the original Cheng Zhu valued women over friends, valued the second brother over the youngest brother, and only cared about dating, and ignored him for a long time.

I will take you out of the cold palace right now!

In addition, Cheng Zhu also sent an invitation to stay in a hotel together at night.

The reason is very simple. He will make money until very late tonight. If he returns home after dawn, his parents will not be happy. It is better to stay out all night and lie to them that he will stay at Jiang Wanzhou's house tonight.

As for Jiang Wanzhou's family, it is very strange. They cannot accept their son playing outside until dawn before returning home, but they can accept him...staying out all night.

For people like Cheng Zhu, his family does not allow him to stay out all night because they are afraid that he will mess around outside.

For people like Jiang Wanzhou, his family has seen his charming appearance since he was a child, and they are afraid that he will never mess around in his life.

"This is also thanks to the fact that it is 2014 now, and there are not so many scheming 0s and 1s who take advantage of the situation on the market."

"Otherwise, once the social atmosphere changes, the Jiang family will probably be more worried about him."

Of course, Cheng Zhu knows very well that Jiang Wanzhou is indeed not gay. This gay girl is not interested in men. He is just naturally charming and there is nothing he can do about it.

When mother Xu Yun heard that Cheng Zhu was going to stay at Jiang Wanzhou's house tonight, she wanted to ask a few more questions, but she was praised by her son today, so she was in a good mood and didn't say much.

At night, before ten o'clock, Jiang Wanzhou drove his Mercedes-Benz G to pick up Cheng Zhu.

They had just finished the college entrance examination and went to the driving school at the speed of light, and soon got their driver's licenses.

The difference is that Cheng Zhu's license is useless because he doesn't have a car. Jiang Wanzhou has too many cars at home and doesn't know which one to drive every day.

This generation of Mercedes-Benz G has not been remodeled, and it has not been called "a scumbag driving a G" like a few years later.

In 2014, many people didn't even know the price of this car, thinking it was just an ordinary Mercedes-Benz.

But don't say it, the comfort of the old G is really not very good. Cheng Zhu felt very uncomfortable after sitting on it and was a little disgusted.

At Jiang Wanzhou's age, he should have liked his mother's white Bentley Continental sports car more.

But don't forget, although he is gay, he has a heart that wants to be a domineering CEO, so he even likes cars that are a bit more domineering.

After Cheng Zhu got in the car, he slammed the door hard, listening to the unique sound of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class door closing like a bullet.

"Long time no see, President Jiang!" Cheng Zhu said from the bottom of his heart.

"You still know long time no see?" Jiang Wanzhou gave him a bone-melting palm and patted him on the left arm.

After saying that, he said with a little sourness: "Why didn't Brother Zhu go on a date today?"

Cheng Zhu then recalled that when he and Li Xinyue were in love, Jiang Wanzhou insisted on opposing it. He always felt that Li Xinyue was not a good person, but Cheng Zhu turned a deaf ear to it.

"Break up." Cheng Zhu said.

"What!?" Jiang Wanzhou was shocked, and kept patting Cheng Zhu's shoulder with his right hand, and his expression gradually became pleasantly surprised.

"Can you drive properly first!" Cheng Zhu was panicked by this driving rookie.

"So you thought of going out to get drunk with me because you were dumped. When we were in a relationship, we couldn't even make an appointment for dinner, so you had to make time for me." Jiang Wanzhou said sourly.

"Dumped! Can you stop being so eager to win favor?" Cheng Zhu rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily: "When you read the domineering CEO novels, which side do you think you are on?"

"What are you talking about~" Jiang Wanzhou was angry.

Cheng Zhu then realized that he had specially worn a pair of gold-rimmed glasses today.

It's a pity that the domineering CEO flavor still didn't come out, but instead looked more like a gentle little bottom.

Cheng Zhu stopped teasing him and got back to the point: "Mr. Jiang, how is the business of this bar opened by your cousin?"

"It wasn't very good before, but it's been very good recently. The World Cup has brought more customers all of a sudden, and they are all drinking and watching football. My cousin is also a senior football fan. Last time, he asked me if I wanted to buy a ball and help me bet a thousand yuan for fun."

For some reasons, Cheng Zhu had also met Jiang Wanzhou's cousin in his previous life. He was quite generous, a rich second-generation who loved to save face and was very fond of showing off.

He seemed careless, but in fact he had a plan in mind and said, "Really? Can I ask him to buy some for me?"

"Okay, you can add him on WeChat and transfer money to him. He always told me that his odds for buying football are higher than sports lottery." Jiang Wanzhou said.

After that, Jiang Wanzhou became a little interested and asked, "How many hundreds do you plan to buy? This president will also play with you."