After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 358 I'd Rather Die Under the Peony Blossom

The next day, Zhou Haoran got up early.

Go to Stanford first.

Meanwhile, Jiang Minsi stayed in bed, unwilling to get up.

Sheng Wenwan was getting impatient, as they were supposed to have breakfast together, so she pushed open the bedroom door and teased, "Bride, what time is it? Aren't you up yet?"

"I'm exhausted."

Jiang Minsi turned over, her back to her.

Sheng Wenwan went over and sat on the edge of the bed, teasingly saying, "You still have to get up, don't you, the newlywed, have to serve your older sister a cup of tea?"

"For you?" Jiang Minsi turned around again, a hint of alluring charm still lingering in her eyes. "Master told me last night that there is no distinction between senior and junior concubines; they are all sisters. Only the principal wife is the elder sister; the others are equal."

Sheng Wenwan opened her eyes wide and looked at her curiously, "Why are you still not over it after going to the bridal chamber last night?"

Jiang Minsi rolled her eyes at him, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed, yet also a little smug. "This morning before I got out of bed, Master favored me again. Master is so good to me; I haven't recovered from that yet."

"Look how smug you are!"

Sheng Wenwan pursed her lips and snorted.

Jiang Minsi, wrapped in the blanket, sat up, her face flushed, still feeling the excitement of being a new wife. "By the way, what's your anniversary?"

"May 8th."

Sheng Wenwan knew she was referring to the anniversary of taking possession of the house, a holiday invented by her husband that was supposedly even more important than a birthday.

“My birthday is July 8th,” Jiang Minsi said with a smile. “It’s quite a coincidence.”

Sheng Wenwan chuckled, "Why are you so excited? Didn't you initially refuse to be with him?"

"Times have changed." Jiang Minsi really sounded like a language teacher, saying, "If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening."

Sheng Wenwan looked astonished, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Minsi sighed, completely uninhibited in front of her best friend, "So this is what it's like to be a man!"

Sheng Wenwan rolled her eyes. "Get up now!"

"I don't want to move, my lower body aches all over." Jiang Minsi looked at her pitifully. "Wen Wan, could you please bring me my breakfast?"

Sheng Wenwan laughed and said, "Is it really necessary for you? You're acting like a little girl!"

"I am a girl." Jiang Minsi looked around, lifted the blanket and the pillow, but found nothing. "Huh? Where did it go?"

Sheng Wenwan asked, "What are you looking for?"

Jiang Minsi said, "My white handkerchief!"

"Ok?"

Sheng Wenwan knew this was important to her, so she joined in the search and found that it had rolled around with the bath towel on the floor. She must have been careless when cleaning up last night and hadn't paid much attention.

"Give it to me! Give it to me! I need this to curry favor with the master!"

Jiang Minsi took the bloodstained handkerchief as if it were a treasure and carefully folded it.

"you really……"

Sheng Wenwan was both angry and amused.

Jiang Minsi is no longer a young woman.

Having developed a real relationship with Zhou Haoran indirectly led to her getting closer to Sheng Wenwan, and they truly became good sisters like family.

Especially since this is just the two sisters whispering to each other.

Jiang Minsi, with her thick skin, said smugly, "I'll frame this handkerchief and hang it on the wall above my bed in my bedroom. That way, my husband will see it every time he visits, and it'll bring him good fortune."

Sheng Wenwan, who had been married before and didn't have such a thing, felt a little sour. "Master works at the TV station, there are plenty of pretty young girls around. Who can't get a white handkerchief? Being a good person, a good wife and mother is better than your crooked ways."

"My methods are crooked and unorthodox, while you kneel down and call me 'father,' so you think you're from a respectable sect?"

Jiang Minsi is now more confident.

Sheng Wenwan snorted, "If you're so capable, then don't kneel down, and don't yell."

"I……"

Jiang Min wanted to say something, but couldn't bring herself to say it.

She really couldn't guarantee that.

They all have to listen to the men.

She had initially been very resistant to these things, but after last night's transformation, it seemed that she could accept them.

It's about sexual pleasure.

It is inherently diverse.

Inside the hotel, two women were playfully bickering around a man they both loved.

The protagonist, Zhou Haoran, is at Stanford University.

I met with those two PhD students to discuss commercializing the search engine. The technical research is almost complete, and the patent application is in progress; the next step is to consider starting a business.

However, they are both doctoral students.

Giving up studies to start a business is no easy choice.

Zhou Haoran should try to persuade them.

Dropping out of school to start a business is a common practice for many Silicon Valley leaders.

For example, Bill Gates of Microsoft.

For example, Larry Ellison of Oracle.

“I recently worked with Larry Ellison.”

Zhou Haoran started bragging again.

There is an information gap anyway.

It's impossible for those two PhDs to verify this.

These days, the only person in Silicon Valley who can rival Bill Gates is Larry Ellison. This guy is incredibly famous, and he makes no secret of his womanizing ways, accepting any beautiful actress, model, or married woman without hesitation!
Zhou Haoran has a collaboration with Oracle.

But I've never seen him.

It doesn't prevent one from showcasing their connections and background in front of these two PhDs.

“He consulted me on some technical issues and might offer me a fee. If you’re determined to drop out of school and start your own business, I won’t back down either. I’ll take a portion of that fee as seed money for the project!” Zhou Haoran will not be starting his own business.

Starting a business is too painful.

According to statistics, the average life expectancy in China is 68 years, while the average life expectancy for private entrepreneurs is only 51 years.

This is no joke!

To succeed in starting a business, you have to risk your life.

Zhou Haoran learned a bloody lesson in his past life and wouldn't do such a thing again. With beautiful women by his side and a carefree life, how wonderful is that? He'd rather die under a peony than die on his desk.

However, when it comes to starting a business, you should still participate if you want to.

Otherwise, where would the money come from?

By connecting with these two PhDs and establishing Google as a co-founder, Zhou Haoran could have the best possible safety net. Even if he failed miserably in China, his life would remain stable.

I'm going to Oracle this afternoon.

Good luck has arrived.

They've given out money!
The finance department contacted him and said they planned to pay him his first payment of $500 million soon!
A 20% labor tax will be deducted.

There are $400 million left.

We're rich now!
They put up $100 million as "cash equity" and let the two PhDs invest as "personal equity" to jointly found Google!
The remaining $300 million check will be transferred to Sister Qingmei!

They're engaged.

We must express our opinion.

She can't just say nothing, but she also can't do nothing.

……

7 month 15 number.

Zhou Haoran, along with Teacher Jiang and Aunt Wan, boarded a flight back to China.

This trip to the United States went smoothly.

"Teacher Jiang, I think I should thank you for making this go so smoothly."

Zhou Haoran winked at Teacher Jiang on the other side of the aisle.

Jiang Minsi tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "What are you thanking me for?"

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "It's a sign of good luck that you're bleeding!"

Jiang Minsi's lips curled up slightly, quite smugly, "I told you long ago, I've kept my virginity for almost thirty years, and I'm not going to give it away so easily."

Sheng Wenwan couldn't stand it anymore and pinched her from the side.

"I'm lucky."

Zhou Haoran teased her.

Jiang Minsi glanced at him leisurely and said softly, "It's because I'm lucky and blessed."

“Professor Jiang, when you return to China, you should move... and live with Aunt Wan. It will be more convenient for you to work at Fudan University.”

Zhou Haoran needs to make arrangements.

There aren't many opportunities for the three of them to live together in the US, so having them live together would be much more convenient.

Jiang Minsi nodded gently, her voice like a solitary orchid in a secluded valley. "I'll listen to you. Whatever you say, I'll do."

Zhou Haoran praised, "Teacher Jiang, I feel you've become more and more gentle. I'm really impressed! How have you improved so much?"

"I'm yours."

Jiang Minsi said it was only natural.

There are other people on this plane.

Although they were all foreigners.

What if someone can understand Chinese?

Sheng Wenwan quickly interrupted and asked, "The Asian financial market is experiencing severe turmoil. Everyone is saying that a financial crisis is about to strike, and Southeast Asia is in big trouble."

Zhou Haoran nodded. "Yes, those countries were on the verge of becoming developed countries, but this wave of change means that the wealth they've accumulated over decades will be plundered by capitalist tycoons."

“A lot of international speculative capital has participated. I saw in the reports that it was quite a spectacle.”

Sheng Wenwan and Jiang Minsi both have junior college diplomas and are roommates.

However, things were different in the 1980s.

Students from different departments can also be assigned to the same dormitory room.

Aunt Wan studied finance, while Teacher Jiang studied literature.

Zhou Haoran chuckled and said, "What? You want to get involved?"

Sheng Wenwan gently shook her head, "I don't have that ability. I'm just quite shocked. It's amazing! They can even short-sell national currencies. Wall Street capitalists are too powerful. They're trying to control the whole world."

"Don't even think about short selling, it's too offensive."

Zhou Haoran has an information gap that allows him to have prior knowledge.

If he were to short the market, he might make a fortune. However, such a thing is tantamount to gambling with his life. Having been given a second chance at life, he has countless trump cards; why would he risk his life? If he were to participate, it would be by going long, pleasing everyone involved.

Zhou Haoran slowly said, "Oracle will probably receive another final payment. It might be a bit difficult to get the full $1000 million reward, but $800 million should be about right. We can try to get the remaining balance if the opportunity arises."

"Huh?" Sheng Wenwan's eyes widened. "You're really going in?"

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "When the financial crisis hits, cheap stocks are everywhere, it's like picking up money. Just buy some stocks and hold them. Going long is like saving the market, everyone likes it. As for the rest, we're too small to afford it."

Sheng Wenwan immediately realized, "If the stock market collapses, the housing market won't hold up either!"

Zhou Haoran said, "That's why I sent you to look at houses!"

"Haoran, you're amazing!"

Sheng Wenwan praised and admired her.

"Once Teacher Jiang moves in, I'll show you both something even more amazing."

Zhou Haoran looked righteous.

This filled Sheng Wenwan with great anticipation.

(End of this chapter)