Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 290 Young Woman Feng is Truly First-Class

After hanging up the phone, Ye Yixuan tidied herself up, lay down, and felt somewhat conflicted.

She and Zeng Mi were high school classmates. They had originally planned to take the entrance exam for Yenching University together, but something unexpected happened and Zeng Mi suddenly dropped out.

The person behind Zeng Mi is an adversary of Zhuang Aimin.

In struggles at this level, there is no right or wrong, only positions.

Ye Yixuan knew that she couldn't possibly remain unaffected by the changes at the top; she had been involuntarily drawn into them as well.

Fortunately, Zhuang Aimin has now taken the initiative. The promotion of "The Voice of China" and the creation of "Village BA" have given him an advantage.

And all of this was brought about by a freshman student from a second-tier university.

Thinking about it, it's somewhat magical and unbelievable.

"I had a great time drinking today. Let's drink again sometime, it's your treat." Ye Yixuan sent Zeng Wenjie a message.

“Okay, Sister Xuan!” Zeng Wenjie replied quickly.

"Prepare your speech for the Provincial Top Ten Outstanding Youths award. You'll be going on stage next Monday to receive the award and give your acceptance speech," Ye Yixuan added.

Upon seeing this message, Zeng Wenjie was excited and thanked Sister Xuan for the reminder. Then he pondered what kind of speech he should write.

But then he thought again, why am I even thinking about this nonsense? There's something readily available, why don't I just use it?
So, instead of going back to school, he went straight to Feng Xiao's rented apartment, took out his key, and naturally unlocked the door.

Feng Xiao was wearing headphones and playing games at her desk, her fingers flying across the keyboard. Zeng Wenjie felt a little sorry for her external keyboard!

After hearing the door close, Feng Xiao vaguely realized what was happening and turned to look at him.

Zeng Wenjie changed into comfortable new slippers and then went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Feng Xiao finished a game and sat on the sofa in a simple cotton pajama set, organizing paper documents.

"Take a look at these documents, and sign them after you've confirmed they're correct," Feng Xiao said indifferently.

“Hey, what’s your attitude?” Zeng Wenjie asked.

"You've disturbed my game, how can I be polite? Hmm? Big boss." Feng Xiao looked at him with a half-smile, her expression playful.

Zeng Wenjie sat down, reviewed the documents, and then quickly signed them to complete the process.

"I need to ask you for a favor," Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

"What is it?" Feng Xiao asked dismissively. She had now been reduced to being a beast of burden, not only having to plow the fields to provide labor, but also having to serve as a mount.

Zeng Wenjie said, "Help me write a brief speech for being named one of the province's Top Ten Outstanding Youths, about three to five minutes long. You know, I'm not very good at writing formal speeches like this!"

Feng Xiao said irritably, "You dog of a capitalist, all you're good at is exploiting your employees, what else are you good at?"

“It’s clearly you who’s good at exploiting me,” Zeng Wenjie said with a serious expression.

He drank quite a bit of wine with Ye Yixuan and Zeng Mi, and he thought Feng Xiao looked even more charming and alluring than usual.

Feng Xiao snorted coldly after hearing this, and then said, "I'll write it for you now, and you can revise it yourself."

Then, Feng Xiao walked back to her desk, turned on her computer and started typing, while Zeng Wenjie sat obediently beside her and watched.

"Respected leaders, distinguished guests, and dear friends:"
Hello everyone!
Standing here today, receiving the title of "Top Ten Outstanding Youths of the Province," I feel deeply honored and even more keenly aware of the great responsibility. This honor belongs not only to me personally, but also to the team that has fought alongside me, and to all the young colleagues who have silently dedicated themselves to their ordinary posts.

As a college student entrepreneur, I deeply understand that the value of young people lies not only in personal achievements, but also in responding to the call of the times with action…

Zeng Wenjie had indeed found the right person. Feng Xiao's fingers flew across the keyboard, typing out words that appeared on the document.

After writing a short essay of about five or six hundred words, Zeng Wenjie read it through and found it to be very fluent and in line with positive energy.

As a young man, he is favored by his superiors, so he shouldn't do anything unconventional or make any shocking remarks; he should just behave properly.

Zeng Wenjie said, "As expected of you, you took care of it so easily."

Feng Xiao said, "I'm tired of hearing these words. I don't have the chance to go on stage and say them, but I can write them down."

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "As expected, leave professional matters to professionals."

"I almost forgot to congratulate you. Winning such a prestigious award at such a young age is a truly remarkable achievement for you," Feng Xiao said with a smile, looking at the prepared speech.

"Ah."

"But there are some things I need to remind you of."

"Oh?" Feng Xiao glanced at him and said, "Don't tie yourself too closely to the people in the government. Be careful of things where you rise and fall together! You must keep your goals in mind and not be blinded by the pie that suddenly falls on your head, so that you get involved in some business you shouldn't be involved in."

Zeng Wenjie took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for reminding me. I will always keep that in mind."

Currently, engineering is definitely one of the most profitable businesses.

But Zhuang Aimin never told Zeng Wenjie this, and Zeng Wenjie would never bring it up to Zhuang Aimin.

Even if some people try to curry favor with Zhuang Aimin to get him a job, he will never accept it.

Moreover, Zhuang Aimin subtly gave Zeng Wenjie some pointers when he was in Taiwan, seemingly intending to protect his rare and good junior brother.

"I just want to run my snack shop and gold shop well. Once those two businesses are big, I'll consider doing something else. As a law-abiding citizen, I will never get involved in anything illegal or disorderly," Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

Feng Xiao copied the manuscript into a USB drive and then tossed it to Zeng Wenjie, telling him to keep it safe.

"My suggestion is to go on stage without any prepared speech, just memorize it. This will leave a better impression," Feng Xiao said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll start memorizing it tomorrow," Zeng Wenjie snapped his fingers and said happily.

Feng Xiao asked, "Boss, is there anything else? If not, please don't disturb my rest."

Zeng Wenjie simply reached out and grabbed her chin, then lifted it up, forcing her to lean back in the chair and tilt her head back.

Zeng Wenjie bent down slightly, looking down at him.

Feng Xiao felt more than once that Zeng Wenjie, who was only eighteen years old, had a frighteningly skillful ability to create an atmosphere, because she once again fell into this cleverly gentle trap of atmosphere.

As the so-called president of Marleneia's Greater China region, Feng Xiao's room naturally contained many samples.

Holding a pair of polka-dot black stockings in her hand, she looked at Zeng Wenjie with a half-smile and said, "Call me 'sister' and I'll help you take a sample."

"Sister~" Zeng Wenjie shamelessly called out in a whiny voice.

Feng Xiao admitted that his shout made her body feel a little weak, and she almost got goosebumps.

However, Feng Xiao ultimately forgot that Zeng Wenjie was the kind of bastard who held grudges exceptionally well.

After the initiative shifted, Feng Xiao was forced to use many different names, and the shame was almost unbearable.

"Brother, I was wrong."

Feng, after all, was a woman who had weathered many storms; she was flexible and resilient, and in the end, she bowed her head and admitted her mistake to Zeng Wenjie.

The ruthless capitalist, seeing that Feng Xiao knew her mistakes and could correct them, and that she spoke haltingly, chose to forgive her.

The next morning, Feng Xiao hummed a little tune as she made breakfast in the kitchen.

She was wearing Zeng Wenjie's shirt, which made it look very loose, like a skirt, covering most of her beautiful legs.

"Is it alright to have sandwiches, eggs, and coffee for breakfast?" Feng Xiao turned around and asked softly.

“Of course.” Zeng Wenjie nodded.

Feng Xiao steamed six eggs for him, seemingly as a deliberate response to his illustrious performance the previous night.

After breakfast, Feng Xiao brought out a new set of clothes for Zeng Wenjie, which she had bought herself at the mall.

Zeng Wenjie was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. After putting it on, it fit him very well and was matched very well. It was a fresh and artistic style, which was different from his usual American tough guy style.

"Phew! Hah~"

Feng Xiao watched Zeng Wenjie clown around at the door, his back to her, flexing his latissimus dorsi muscles.

Like a peacock spreading its tail feathers?
After a moment of stunned silence, Zeng Wenjie said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and hug her, she's about to collapse."

Feng Xiao couldn't help but burst out laughing, then rushed over and hugged his back, pressing her face against his.

"Call me."

"Brother~"

Feng Xiao had hugged him like this two or three times before, and Zeng Wenjie could guess that it was probably because of the powerful figure she saw at the KTV that day that left a deep impression on her, making her somewhat infatuated with that solid back.

Fortunately, he did enough pull-ups in his daily life, so his back was broad and thick enough to support her broken life.

(End of this chapter)