Chapter 5 The First Step to Making Money
Cheng Zhu's heart melted at his sister's simple words.
Damn, my sister is so fucking cute!
Now, with Cheng Zhu's mentality and level, ordinary women can't touch his heart at all.
But little Youzi said in a baby voice that he would do anything she asked him to do now.
Go crazy, just fucking go crazy!
Wouldn't this earn Her Royal Highness the Princess a castle?
Make money, work harder to make money in this life!
Cheng Zhu was lost in memories while drinking mung bean soup.
"Thinking about it carefully, I still feel regretful about 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 entering junior high school, I began to become more and more reserved and introverted.
Cheng Zhu later found out by chance that she had been bad-mouthed by several female classmates when she was in junior high school because she developed early and the loose school uniform could not cover it, so they said she was slutty in some ways.
This caused Xiao Youzi to hunch his back and over time, his entire posture could not be changed and he became less and less confident.
For girls, the overall demeanor and temperament are really important.
The same face, with different manners and temperaments, will undergo earth-shaking changes.
It was Xiao Youzi’s best friend who told him these things, and Cheng Zhu was so angry that he wanted to tear those girls’ mouths apart.
The girl loved chatting with Cheng Zhu and felt that her best friend's brother was completely different from the boys in school.
Later, Cheng Zhu asked his sister to take Pilates classes that cost hundreds of dollars each, and also hired a professional to correct her posture, but her personality was difficult to change.
"I should pay more attention to this aspect in the future," he thought to himself.
With this thought in mind, he stood up and went to the restaurant kitchen.
"Are you here?" Dad Cheng Dong glanced at his son and said indifferently.
The Cheng family is well-known for favoring girls over boys. Cheng Donglai is passionate about his daughter and is a complete daughter slave. He has always let his son do what he wants, as long as he doesn't get into trouble outside.
"Dad, is there anything I can do for you?" he asked.
Comrade Lao Cheng was frying pork and peppers while looking at him in surprise. He only said a few words: "Go out and enjoy the air conditioning."
Cheng Zhu did not insist and obediently left the kitchen.
Old Cheng looked at his son's back and muttered, "It's really strange. This lazy guy actually offered to help?"
After Cheng Zhu returned to the dining table and sat down, he began to think again.
"If I remember correctly, my second uncle came to defraud us of money this year, leaving us with nothing. Old Cheng had a hard time in the following years."
"His health has not been very good since then. I guess it's because he has been too tired over the years."
This is how the world is for the poor. Anything that can be solved with money has to be solved with health, life, time, dignity... which are more precious than money.
Many people exchange their health for money when they are healthy, and then exchange money for health when they are sick.
Fortunately, Cheng Zhu's career went smoothly later on, and he was particularly concerned about his parents' health. Old Cheng's health got better year by year, and his mother Xu Yun also became younger and younger.
He has good luck in his career and luckily he is making money at the same speed as his parents are getting older.
Some people are not so lucky as to want to support their parents but they are no longer around.
"But since they are reborn, I should at least let them live a better life." Cheng Zhu thought.
To make money, you have to make it as quickly as possible!
Thinking of this, he immediately picked up his phone and opened WeChat. In order to get his first pot of gold, he had to contact someone right away.
This person's name is Jiang Wanzhou, and he is 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 it can be said that they grew up together.
The two words "Wanzhou" are taken from "The fishermen's boats sing at dusk, echoing along the shore of Pengli."
Yes, it’s the “Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng” that we all memorized so well during our school days.
When Cheng Zhu was in school, he found memorizing things very painful, but after leaving school, as he grew older, he realized that these things in the Chinese textbook were actually shining pearls.
He first flipped through the chat history with Jiang Wanzhou, reviewed the recent chat content, and put himself in the current situation.
Soon, his attention was focused on a piece of information. Jiang Wanzhou told him that his cousin had opened a new bar and he invited Cheng Zhu to go and have a seat with him.
Many people seem to have a "sissy" or a wealthy classmate in their school years. But in Cheng Zhu's youth, the two merged into one, Jiang Wanzhou.
He has a masculine body and a feminine 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's face was so hot that he was sweating profusely, he would just wipe it with his hands.
Jiang Wanzhou raised her two little hands and fanned her face, looking particularly cute.
But even a guy like him who is suspected to be a gay has a heart that wants to become a domineering president. Can you believe it?
"How can a domineering president wear a black coat and take small steps?" Cheng Zhu complained in his mind.
But I have to say, Jiang Wanzhou is really fucking rich.
When he was in school, there were rumors that his family owned 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 saw him show off his wealth.
When he told Jiang Wanzhou this gossip, he immediately waved his hands and denied it: "How is it possible! How can it be so exaggerated!"
"That's what I told you!" Cheng Zhu laughed.
Later he found out that Jiang Wanzhou's family did own a street of shops, but he denied it because the row of shops opposite did not belong to him. In his concept, only if all the shops on both sides of the street belonged to him could it be considered a street of shops.
At best, this can only be considered half a line.
From then on, Cheng Zhu started to call him Mr. Jiang, but he still called him Brother Cheng Zhuzhu, and they each 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 we work separately, both will go smoothly.
It can be said that "separately they are all awesome, together they are just shit."
Cheng Zhu later thought: "He has too much yin energy, and he is probably my nemesis."
At this moment, he directly typed: "Didn't you say last time that you would treat me to a drink at the Jiuyin restaurant opened by your cousin? How about tonight?"
Look, you have to take the initiative to find someone to treat you and choose the time yourself.
"Who are you calling me? Call me President Jiang." President Jiang sounded dissatisfied, but he replied to the message immediately.
"Mr. Jiang! Let's treat us!" Cheng Zhu sent a message to Zai Ren.
He could understand Jiang Wanzhou's resentment, because he had just looked through the chat history and found that Jiang Wanzhou had asked him out to play many times during the summer vacation, but the original Cheng Zhu valued women over friends, valued his second brother over his youngest brother, and was only concerned with dating, and had ignored him for a long time.
I will take you out of the cold palace right now!
In addition, Cheng Zhu also invited them to stay in a hotel together that night.
The reason was simple. He had to work until very late tonight to make money. If he went home after daybreak, his parents would not be happy. It would be better for him to stay out all night and lie to them that he was staying at Jiang Wanzhou's house tonight.
As for Jiang Wanzhou's family, it was very strange. They couldn't accept their son playing outside until dawn before coming home, but they could accept him...staying out all night.
For someone like Cheng Zhu, his family doesn't allow him to stay out overnight because they're afraid he'll mess around outside.
For someone like Jiang Wanzhou, his family has seen his charming appearance since he was a child and 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 cunning 0s and 1s on the market who are trying to take advantage of the situation."
"Otherwise, if social trends change, the Jiang family will probably be even more worried about him."
Of course, Cheng Zhu knew very well that Jiang Wanzhou was not gay. This gay idol had no interest in men. He was just naturally charming and there was nothing he could 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.
As soon as they finished the college entrance examination, they went to the driving school at lightning speed and got their driver's license quickly.
The difference is that Cheng Zhu has no use for a license because he doesn't have a car, while Jiang Wanzhou has too many cars at home and doesn't know which one to drive every day.
This generation of Mercedes-Benz G-Class has not yet been remodeled, nor has it earned the title of "the scumbag driving the G-Class" as it did a few years later.
In 2014, many people didn’t even know the selling price of this car and thought it was just an ordinary Mercedes-Benz.
But you know what, the comfort level of the old G-Class is really not that good. After Cheng Zhu sat on it, he felt very uncomfortable and a little disgusted.
At Jiang Wanzhou's age, he should like his mother's white Bentley Continental sports car more.
But don't forget, although he is gay in a gay way, he has a heart that wants to be a domineering president, so he even likes cars that are a bit more domineering.
After Cheng Zhu got in the car, he slammed the door shut, listening to the unique sound of the Mercedes-Benz G-Class door closing like a bullet being loaded into a chamber.
"Long time no see, Mr. Jiang!" Cheng Zhu said from the bottom of his heart.
"Do you still remember we haven't seen each other for a long time?" Jiang Wanzhou gave him a bone-dissolving palm and slapped him on the left arm.
After saying that, he said with a hint of sourness: "Brother Zhu, why don't you go on a date today?"
Cheng Zhu then recalled that when he was dating Li Xinyue, Jiang Wanzhou was firmly against it. He always felt that Li Xinyue was not a good person, but Cheng Zhu turned a deaf ear to him.
"We broke up." Cheng Zhu said.
"What!?" Jiang Wanzhou was shocked. He kept patting Cheng Zhu's shoulder with his right hand, and his expression gradually became surprised.
"Can you please drive properly first!" Cheng Zhu was panicked by this novice driver.
"So you thought of going out to get drunk with me because you were dumped. When we were in a relationship, you couldn't even make an appointment for dinner, so you had to make arrangements for me." Jiang Wanzhou said sourly.
"You've been dumped! Can you stop being so eager to win favor?" Cheng Zhu rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "When you read a story about a domineering CEO, whose side do you think you're on?"
"What are you talking about~" Jiang Wanzhou was angry.
Only then did Cheng Zhu realize that he had specially worn a pair of gold-rimmed glasses today.
It’s a pity that the domineering boss vibe is still not brought out, instead he looks more like a gentle little bottom.
Cheng Zhu stopped teasing him and got back to the point: "Boss Jiang, how is the business of the bar opened by your cousin?"
"It wasn't very good before, but it's been very good recently. With the World Cup, there are suddenly more customers, all drinking and watching football. My cousin is also a senior football fan. Last time, he asked me if I wanted to buy a game and helped me bet a thousand yuan for fun."
For some reasons, Cheng Zhu had come into contact with Jiang Wanzhou's cousin in his previous life. He was a very generous man, a rich second-generation who loved to care about his reputation and show off.
He seemed to be nonchalant, but actually he had a plan in mind. "Really? Then can I ask him to buy some for me?"
"Okay, when the time comes, just add him on WeChat and transfer the money to him. He always told me that his odds for buying footballs are higher than those for sports lottery." Jiang Wanzhou said.
After that, Jiang Wanzhou became more interested and asked, "How many hundreds do you plan to buy? I, the president, will play with you."
(End of this chapter)
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