Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!

"Mr. Wang already told me yesterday, sorry Mr. Bao, I didn't pick up your call." Cheng Zhu followed along insincerely.

But let's be honest, being young does have its advantages; whatever you say tends to come off as really sincere.

"No worries, I've been hearing your name quite a lot in the investment circle lately. Are you free today? Let's grab a meal, I'll arrange the place?" Bao Fan was very direct.

"Sure, then I won't head back to Hang City this afternoon." Cheng Zhu was bluffing again.

"Alright, this is your WeChat number, right? I'll add you, just approve it and I'll send you the time and place."

"Okay."

After the call ended, he turned to look at Hu Yan, and said, "I'll head back to Hang City right after dinner tonight."

"You can stay in this room for another night, or if you don't want to, you can go back to the apartment to sleep tonight," he said.

Some girls would definitely choose to stay another night at the ultra-expensive Peninsula Hotel. With the man gone, they can let loose a bit more, taking some pretentious selfies at various picturesque spots in the hotel, exuding a complete socialite vibe.

But the homebody artist isn't like that, so she said, "Boss, I'll also take a cab back when you leave."

The sly guy grinned at this, "Oh, so it seems like you came here just to sleep with me?"

If it were online chat, Hu Yan would likely reply that she came to let him CS her.

But in person, she would just purse her lips and not answer.

Near five in the afternoon, Cheng Zhu changed into a shirt and trousers, and put on the Patek Philippe Nautilus 5711 watch that was on the bedside table.

"I'll wear this watch for a few years, then sell it when it hits its peak premium. I could make at least hundreds of thousands," Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

This is actually one of the wealth barriers between rich people and ordinary ones.

Ordinary people struggle for investment opportunities.

While rich people might casually buy something, and a few years later, it turns a profit.

Because Shanghai is too big, and the dining place wasn't on the way to Hu Yan's apartment, the slightly plump fox didn't ask the boss for a ride.

After some thought, although Cheng Zhu considered Little Wang, the driver, reliable, he ultimately decided to follow Hu Yan's wishes and just waltz off on his own.

The big plump butt got patted and squeezed, and Hu Yan watched the boss's back with a touch of wistfulness.

She thought about drawing what happened in the past two days when she got back.

When she was feeling itchy inside, she could bring it out and have a look.

Bao Fan's dinner appointment was for six, and Cheng Zhu arrived at five forty-five.

He didn't rush in; instead, he opened his bag and took out an eyeglass case.

Inside was a pair of Montblanc silver wire glasses, non-prescription, purely decorative when worn.

This pair of glasses was a gift from Lin Lu, who had picked out a pair for Cheng Zhu when buying frames for herself.

"Will this make me look more mature?" Little Lu said this while having Cheng Zhu try them on.

"I don't think so," Cheng Zhu looked in the mirror, feeling a bit speechless. "Damn, how come silver wire glasses on my face don't make me look cultured?"

"That's because you were born with a bad face!" Lin Lu chuckled to herself.

"What do you mean, bad face!" Cheng Zhu was speechless but still said, "I'll wear them next time I meet someone important."

So, with nothing better to do, the guy took a selfie wearing them and sent it to Lin Lu, typing: Wearing the glasses my girlfriend gave me to meet a big shot.

Highlighting the point, Cheng Zhu never had the habit of reporting his itinerary daily to his girlfriend.

He would just occasionally use this unique way to inform her.

"Big shot? Are they impressive?" Little Lu replied instantly with a bit of curiosity.

"Bao Fan, I don't know if you've heard of him. You can look him up; he's quite impressive."

In this vast Shanghai, he's one of those at the very top!

"I won't chat anymore; I'm about to go in." Cheng Zhu typed.

"Okay! Remember to take a hangover pill in advance."

"Got it!"

Cheng Zhu entered the restaurant and walked into the private room, where Bao Fan was already seated.

He originally thought that Wang from next door would be there today too, but it was only Bao Fan.

The two shook hands and exchanged a few pleasantries.

Although this bald Shanghai man was a head shorter than Cheng Zhu, his aura was incredibly strong!

Cheng Zhu has always been somewhat reckless, and even more so after his rebirth; he's never felt stage fright.

But today, dining one-on-one with Bao Fan, even he felt a slight bit of nervousness.

Fortunately, his ability to adjust himself was strong, and he quickly regained his composure.

After sitting down, Bao Fan looked at Cheng Zhu and smiled, "You look even more handsome in person than in your photos."

"Do you know how some of the women in my company refer to you?"

"How?" Cheng Zhu asked.

"They say you're the most handsome New Rich in the investment circle in recent years! Hahaha!" Bao Fan laughed heartily.

He has always been outgoing and loves to have fun.

Otherwise, he wouldn't say something like, "Drink more during non-working hours, build friendships first."

[Drinking and singing to bond, forming alliances and brotherhood], this kind of integration of Eastern and Western brotherhood culture, he's able to play to the fullest.

So, after chatting with him for five minutes, Cheng Zhu felt that this person was actually very much to his liking.

And Boss Bao also found Little Cheng quite interesting.

Ultimately, it's simply because these two... are both good at enjoying themselves!

Bao Fan did not rush to get to the point; as the boss of Huaxing Capital and a big player in the investment circle, even though he wasn't particularly interested in the new force in the dining industry, he still chatted with Cheng Zhu for a while.