Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 370 Entrusting the High School Principal to Deliver a Message (4K)

"Take me to the studio sometime when there's no one around."

Zeng Mi thought for a moment and sent out this message. She was still very curious about the work environment of the company she worked for.

"Sure, anytime is fine. Just let me know in advance when you want to come."

Zeng Wenjie quickly replied to the message, and from their conversation, he could sense her longing for a normal life.

It can only be said that everyone has different troubles.

Office workers are frustrated by working all day, while those who lack freedom yearn to break free of their cage.

Even Mu Qingyang was the same; her family background was far superior to most people's, but she just didn't want to go back to that home.

She felt that when she was out in public, no one would find her superfluous.

Zeng Mi simply asked, "If you're free tonight, how about coming over for a drink with me?"

Zeng Wenjie was surprised that his sleepiness had actually been met with a timely reply: "Sure, how could I not come if Sister Zeng Mi invited me? I'll also invite a colleague from our studio."

Zeng Mi replied, "You can come alone."

"She's a girl, and a very outstanding one at that. Wouldn't it be great if you could make another friend?"

"Okay then, see you later."

Zeng Wenjie's words hit Zeng Mi right where it hurts: as a caged bird, she naturally lacks friends.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been willing to interact with Ye Yixuan in this way, even knowing that Ye Yixuan had ulterior motives in approaching her.

Many statistics students took advantage of their lunch break to visit the startup base and tour the offices of the "Hero Kill" project team.

In order not to lose face for Fengyuan, Principal Gao spent a lot of money. The computers and desks were all high-end, and some of the small ornaments were not cheap either. Overall, it looked a bit high-tech.

On the office wall hangs an English icon for "Game Science".

Yang Huan, with his hands behind his back like an old leader, toured the place and said, "Zeng Gou really has something. His snack shop and gold shop are thriving, and his high heels and stockings are selling like hotcakes online. Now, he's getting into games with Tencent. I really don't know what he can't do!"

Yang Huan's words expressed the sentiments of most of the students.

The senior students from Fengyuan College left behind a mountain of corpses in the entrepreneurship base, with only the hot pot restaurant and milk tea shop barely surviving on the first floor. But Zeng Wenjie was different. Before the military training was even over, he started planning his business, and he actually made it happen!

With the strong boost from "The Voice of China", Marleneia has been transformed into a true brand name product.

Anyway, Marleneia claims to have a sponsorship fee in the hundreds of millions. A brand that can afford to spend hundreds of millions on sponsorship must be a truly big brand, right?

This kind of promotion isn't wrong; it's not false advertising. Based on the current viewership ratings of "The Voice of China," it deserves the hundreds of millions in sponsorship fees.

“Zeng Wenjie is just the least noticeable one among our four handsome guys from 621,” Wang Bo boasted.

When Zeng Wenjie saw that many classmates had come, he went up to them with a smile and clasped his hands in greeting to wish them a Happy New Year.

Everyone responded politely, after all, Zeng Wenjie's potential was unpredictable, and maintaining a good relationship with such a classmate would be helpful for everyone's future.

Lin Zhenshan couldn't help but exclaim, "If things continue like this, I'm afraid you'll have taken over the entire second floor of the startup base?"

Zeng Wenjie felt it was only a matter of time.

Since Feng Yuan has taken such good care of him, he should at least leave something behind at Feng Yuan.

Thinking about this further strengthened his determination to defend the fruits of his entrepreneurial endeavors.

After the students finished their visit, Zeng Wenjie ran to the principal's office.

Principal Gao was drinking the roasted tea that Zeng Wenjie had brought from his hometown when he frowned and said, "Why does this tea taste so much better?"

He brewed another cup of tea, which Zeng Wenjie had bought at a store outside the school. After opening the package, he put it in a black plastic bag to disguise it as tea from his hometown.

The taste was completely different after that.

Zeng Wenjie swaggered into the office, saw two cups of tea, grabbed one of them and took a sip, then immediately spat it out.

"What kind of tea is this? It tastes so bad! Professor Gao, your taste shouldn't be that bad, right?" Zeng Wenjie exclaimed.

"This is the fried tea from your hometown that you sent me," Principal Gao said coldly, already sensing something amiss.

"Oh, oh, oh... good tea, fucking delicious, I'll drink it all, you can drink as you like!" Zeng Wenjie was stunned for a moment, then finished it in one gulp.

Principal Gao immediately smiled and refilled his glass, saying, "One more glass, please."

"..."

The idiom "to weave a cocoon around oneself" is truly well-deserved; the ancients were incredibly wise!
Zeng Wenjie thought to himself that next time he pretended to be from his hometown and was making tea, he would buy better quality tea leaves. He couldn't just grab any old bag and pretend it was no good, or he would get himself into trouble.

Principal Gao asked, "Is there anything I can help you with? Director Wang is right there. You can just talk to him if you have any questions."

Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "Can't you come to see Teacher Gao if there's nothing wrong?"

Principal Gao then said, "Today is your first day of work. As the boss, you should be very busy."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Even in my busy schedule, I must come to pay homage to Professor Gao, a wise and venerable elder, and to listen to the profound teachings of this great principal who has dedicated his life to nurturing talent..."

Principal Gao raised his hand, signaling him to continue playing.

At his age, he'd heard all sorts of flattery, but he found Zeng Wenjie's flattery particularly amusing.

Most people flatter indirectly, but this guy is different; he flatters directly, using sophisticated and exaggerated language that he finds amusing and comforting.

After running out of words, Zeng Wenjie finally said, "Something went wrong with my senior brother. The village BA that I planned might be snatched away by someone else. In fact, we might not even be able to keep the naming rights and copyrights for the next few episodes of The Voice of China."

Upon hearing this, Principal Gao's previously vacant gaze instantly sharpened as he looked at Zeng Wenjie and asked, "What information have you found out?"

Zeng Wenjie told the principal in detail the information he had obtained from Ye Yixuan the day before.

Principal Gao picked up the landline on the table and said, "Wait a moment."

He made a phone call, mentioned Zhuang Aimin's name directly, and asked a few questions.

After receiving the reply, the usually leisurely principal looked serious and frowned.

"Man proposes, God disposes. I was hoping that once the village BA became a hit and boosted tourism in Chongshan Province, you could become the tourism and cultural promotion ambassador for your hometown, and then try to get into the top ten nationwide..."

The principal took a big gulp of tea and sighed. He was quite helpless; although he had extensive connections and countless students, he couldn't interfere with such a major personnel change.

Zeng Wenjie continued, "Not only that, but my snack shop and gold shop businesses may also be lost."

Upon hearing this, Principal Gao's face immediately turned grim, and he asked, "What happened?"

Zeng Wenjie recounted what happened during his dinner with Luo Xin the previous day, which greatly angered the university president, who cursed, "That bastard definitely has a large amount of ill-gotten gold that he wants to cash out through you to clear his name. You were right not to agree; this kind of thing shouldn't be done!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "I threw the wine in his face. This feud is now officially settled. If I don't kill him, he'll kill me."

Principal Gao looked at Zeng Wenjie and said, "You wouldn't make things up without reason. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Zeng Wenjie considered for a moment, then took out the papers from his pocket and handed them to Principal Gao, saying slowly, "I have a secret source of information that has uncovered this information. Have your senior brother send people to investigate these companies; they will definitely find out the problems and have a great chance of taking down Luo Hui."

When Principal Gao opened the paper, he saw several company names written on it, which indicated that they were in the construction industry.

In addition to the company name, two other organizations and several personal names were also listed.

Principal Gao gave Zeng Wenjie a deep look, his expression becoming somewhat complicated.

He found it hard to believe that if problems could be found in what was written on paper, how did Zeng Wenjie obtain it?

But he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he pondered for a moment and said, "I'll go to your senior brother's house tonight and have a detailed talk with him."

Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "Thank you for your help, Teacher Gao."

Principal Gao sighed and said, "I know you're someone who listens to advice and doesn't want to get involved in these things. The reason things have turned out this way is, frankly, because you had no choice in the matter. But if you don't explain where you got this information, I'm afraid your senior brother won't trust you too much in the future..."

Just after something happened, Zeng Wenjie, as if he had foreseen it, threw out a winning hand.

Although such a thing would be beneficial to Zhuang Aimin, he would probably feel a chill run down his spine and experience some fear.

“I have my own way of doing things,” Zeng Wenjie said. “I’m not qualified enough, so this matter can only be handled by you, Professor Gao.”

Principal Gao asked, "Are you sure the information is correct?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "I'll vouch for it with my own head."

Principal Gao waved gently at Zeng Wenjie and said, "I understand. You go ahead and get busy. I'll think about it and see how to talk to Zhuang Aimin later."

Zeng Wenjie cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Principal Gao, then turned and left the principal's office.

Principal Gao looked at the information on the paper in his hand, his heart filled with shock. Logically speaking, this should have been kept very secret! But how could such crucial information be in the hands of a freshman?
Also, he needs to think carefully about his words, otherwise it could easily create a rift between Zhuang Aimin and Zeng Wenjie.

Zeng Wenjie breathed a slight sigh of relief after leaving the school leaders' office building.

Even if he can't get rid of Zeng Mi, he can still keep his businesses. Perhaps his relationship with Zhuang Aimin will not be as close as before, but his senior brother will not plunder or suppress him.

During dinner time, Zeng Wenjie and Mu Qingyang ate together at school, and she still used her meal card.

This time, Mu Qingyang ordered chicken legs, fish, and blanched vegetables, with almost no oil or fat.

"Let's go to the playground later, I'm going to start my diet!" Mu Qingyang said excitedly.

“Okay.” Zeng Wenjie paused for a moment, then nodded.

Upon arriving at the playground, Mu Qingyang took off his jacket, tossed it into Zeng Wenjie's hand, then jumped and grabbed the horizontal bar, beginning to do pull-ups.

Zeng Wenjie's lips twitched as he watched her do twenty pull-ups in one go. "If I had known, I should have made you do pull-ups yourself when Zhang Jianjun was causing you trouble!"

Mu Qingyang had a few beads of sweat on her forehead, and she smiled and said, "But I think you're very handsome!"

Zeng Wenjie was immediately satisfied after hearing this and said, "Then continue."

He wasn't worried that Mu Qingyang would develop into some kind of ugly, muscular woman. If muscles were really that easy to build, there wouldn't be so many people taking steroids until their heads were practically pointing upwards, and then ascending to the steroid planet.

Due to hormonal changes, it's incredibly difficult for girls to build muscle. Becoming a so-called "muscle woman" through purely natural fitness requires at least eight to ten years of dedicated effort.

As for those little tanks who worry that going to the gym to lose weight will turn them into muscular women? Tsk, that's just hard to believe.

I accompanied Mu Qingyang for about forty minutes of training, and then we took a walk along the track for aerobic exercise.

"I've only been away from my hometown for a short time, and I already miss my grandma's fried eggs!" Mu Qingyang said as she walked, her cheeks flushed, looking incredibly beautiful.

"If you miss her, just call her. Don't hide your longing and affection," Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

Mu Qingyang nodded and said, "I'll call Grandma when I get back! But I can't quite understand the dialect."

Zeng Wenjie said, "It's okay, as long as she can understand you. You can each speak your own language. Just like when you didn't understand Russian, we each spoke our own language."

Mu Qingyang glanced at him and said, "I can understand now, okay? Try saying it again if you dare."

Around eight o'clock, Zeng Wenjie escorted Mu Qingyang back to her dormitory building and just then received a call from Zeng Mi.

Zeng Mi smiled and said, "Little brother, the teahouse is closed now, you can come and have a drink with me! Hmm, what kind of wine would you like to drink today?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Sister Zeng Mi, you can adjust it however you like. I'm just a country bumpkin, I don't know anything about wine tasting."

Zeng Mi couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, and said, "You're a big boss now, don't talk about yourself like that!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "I'll go get our General Manager Feng, and he'll come find you right away."

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Wenjie immediately called Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao knew that her task was arduous, but she was not nervous at all. Although she was not old, the environment she had lived in since childhood had given her a knowledge and experience that far exceeded the limitations of her age.

Soon, the two took a taxi to the teahouse.

Feng Xiao looked up at the teahouse sign and said, "Elegant Abode? Tsk, the name sounds nice, but the people inside may not have the refined taste."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Stop being so sarcastic."

Feng Xiao smiled and followed Zeng Wenjie up the steps.

Hearing footsteps, Zeng Mi went to the door to greet them.

"Sister Zeng Mi, I've come to have a drink with you. This is General Manager Feng Xiao, one of the directors of our Game Science Studio," Zeng Wenjie introduced.

"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Feng." Zeng Mi warmly extended her hand to Feng Xiao and shook hands with him.

(End of this chapter)