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 rank, ordinary women couldn't move his heartstrings at all. But with Xiao Youzi's milky voice, he would do whatever she asked him to do now. Go to the top, go straight to the fucking head! How can I earn a fucking castle for Her Royal Highness? To make money, you must work harder to make money in this life! Cheng Yi drank mung bean soup and fell into memories. "Thinking about it carefully, I still feel sorry for Little Youzi." Cheng Zhu thought to himself. In his memory, his sister Cheng You was a very lively and quirky little girl when she was a child.
But after entering junior high school, people began to become more and more reserved and introverted. Cheng Zhu later found out by chance that several female classmates had bad taste in her mouth when she was in junior high school. They called her coquettish in secret and overtly because she had grown too early and the loose school uniforms couldn't cover her. This made Little Yuzi start to hunch over her breasts. Over time, her whole demeanor became irreversible and she became less and less confident. For girls, the overall demeanor and temperament are really important. The same face, with different demeanor and temperament, will undergo earth-shaking changes. It was Xiaoyouzi’s best friend who told him these things, and Cheng Zhu was so angry that he wanted to tear those girls’ mouths apart. That 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 always asked his sister to take Pilates classes that cost several hundred yuan a class, and hired specialized people to correct her posture, but it was difficult to change her personality. "We should pay more attention to this issue in the future." He thought to himself. After thinking about this, he got up and went to the kitchen of the hotel. "Here?" Dad Cheng Dong took a look at his son and said in a neutral tone. The Cheng family is famous for favoring girls over boys. Cheng Donglai is very passionate about his daughter and is a complete slave to his daughter. He always treats his son as a free rein and doesn't cause trouble outside. "Dad, is there anything I can do to help?" he asked. Comrade Lao Cheng looked at him with a slightly surprised look as he stir-fried chili and meat, and only said a few words: "Go out and blow on the air conditioner." Cheng Zhu didn't insist and left the kitchen obediently. Lao Cheng looked at his son's back and muttered: "It's really weird. This lazy guy actually offered to help?" After Cheng Zhu returned to the dining table and sat down, he began to make plans again in his mind. "If I remember correctly, my second uncle will come to defraud money this year and our family will be completely depleted. The next few years will be very hard for Lao Cheng." "His health hasn't been very good since then. It's probably because he's been too tired over the 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 are more precious than money. People, many people trade health for money when they are healthy, and trade money for health when they are sick. Fortunately, Cheng Zhu's career was going smoothly, and he was particularly concerned about his parents' health. Later, Cheng Zhu's health got better and better year by year, and his mother Xu Yun also lived younger and younger. He has good career luck and is lucky enough to make money at the same rate as his parents are getting older. Some people are not so lucky when their children want to support them but they don't care about them. "But since they are reborn, we should do whatever it takes to make their lives more comfortable." Cheng Zhu thought to himself. To make money, you have to make money as quickly as possible! Thinking of this, he immediately picked up his phone and opened WeChat. In order to get the first pot of gold, he needs to contact someone now. This person's name is Jiang Wanzhou, and he is Cheng Zhu's other childhood friend besides Wang Ping'an. The two were in the same class in elementary school, the same class in junior high school, and the same school in high school. It can be said that they grew up together. The two words "wanzhou" are taken from "the fishing boat sings late, and the sound is on the poor Pengli shore." Well, it's the "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" that everyone memorized when they were students. When Cheng Zhu was studying, he found it painful to memorize, but after leaving campus, as he grew older, he understood that these things in the Chinese language books were actually all bright pearls. He first looked through the chat history with Jiang Wanzhou, reviewed the recent chat content, and put it into the current situation. Soon, his eyes focused on a piece of information. Jiang Wanzhou told him that his cousin had opened a new bar and he invited Cheng Zhu to sit there with him. When many people are studying, there seems to be a "sissy" in the class, and there are also classmates who are extremely rich. But in Cheng Zhu's youth, the two became one, Jiang Wanzhou. He looks like a man and a woman, his voice is soft, and his movements are more feminine. He has a gay vibe from the inside out, like a scheming Zero. If Cheng Zhu gets so hot that his face sweats crazily, he will just wipe it with his hands. Jiang Wanzhou picked up her two little hands and fanned her face, looking particularly delicate. But a guy like him, who is suspected of being gay, actually wants to become a domineering president. Can you believe it? "How can there be a domineering CEO walking around wearing a black coat?" Cheng Zhu complained in his mind. But I have to say that Jiang Wanzhou is really fucking rich. When I was studying, there were rumors that his family had a street of shops. Cheng Zhu didn't believe it at the time, because he saw that Jiang Wanzhou never spent money lavishly, never wasted food, and never saw him showing off his wealth. When he told Jiang Wanzhou this gossip, he immediately waved his hand and denied it: "How is it possible! How can it be such an exaggeration!" "That's what I told you!" Cheng Zhu laughed. Later, he found out that Jiang Wanzhou's family did have a street of shops, and the reason he denied it was because the row of shops across the street were not his. In his concept, only if all the shops on both sides of the street were his could it be considered a street of shops. Like this, it can only be considered half a line at best. From then on, Cheng Zhu started to call him Mr. Jiang, but he still called him Brother Cheng Zhu Zhu, and everyone had their own opinions.
Speaking of which, with such a super rich second generation growing up, Cheng Zhu's entrepreneurial journey should be easier. But actually it's not. It seems that he and Jiang Wanzhou have no destiny to work together. But if you work separately, everything will go smoothly. It can be said that "if they are divided, they are awesome, but if they are combined, they are shit." Cheng Zhu later felt: "His yin energy is too strong, and 80% of it will defeat me." At this moment, he typed directly: "Didn't you say last time that you wanted to invite me to your cousin's [Jiuyin] for a drink? How about tonight." Look, you take the initiative to ask someone to treat you, and you have to choose your own time. "Who are you talking to? My name is Mr. Jiang." Mr. Jiang sounded dissatisfied, but the message was replied instantly. "Mr. Jiang! A treat!" Cheng Zhu sent a message and said. He could understand Jiang Wanzhou's overwhelming resentment, because he had just looked through the chat history and found that Jiang Wanzhou had frequently asked him to play during the summer vacation. However, Cheng Zhu originally focused on sex but ignored friends, valued his second brother over his younger brother, and only cared about She wanted to fall in love and 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, and if he went home after daybreak, his parents would not be happy, so 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 14 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 14, 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 nonchalant, but actually he had a plan in mind, and asked, "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)