Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 488 The Rain Keeps Falling (10K)

After returning to the hotel, taking a shower, and lying down on the bed, Zeng Wenjie felt as calm as a rock again.

Whether Zhuang Aimin can win this award or not depends on whether he is willing to put in the effort.

I lay there for a while but couldn't fall asleep, so I got up and used the hotel computer to work on some documents before playing Hollow Knight for a bit.

This game shares the same world view as Hollow Knight, which he played in his previous life, but the level design is completely different. Only the controls are about 80% similar, so he picked it up quite quickly.

But after being repeatedly killed by several traps, he broke down and quietly closed the game.

Looking at the positive review rate, it has risen again, reaching 95% is not a problem, and even 97% is possible.

To help WG grow stronger, Tencent continues to provide support, allowing users who purchase Hollow Knight to receive valuable gift packs from various of its online games.

QB and RMB have a 1:1 recharge ratio, and Tencent attaches great importance to this virtual currency system. WG's use of QB as currency is a brilliant move, deeply binding it to Tencent and making them willingly and proactively contribute funds to WG.

Then, Zeng Wenjie opened the file that Teacher Sa had sent him and began to read it carefully.

This interview focused on the conflict between online games and minors, a sensitive and sharp topic that Zeng Wenjie had to carefully consider before deciding on an answer.

Fortunately, the experience he had accumulated in his previous life was enough for him to resolve these problems. The policies for regulating online games that the country introduced in the years that followed were also quite mature and could be prepared in advance. This would mostly reassure those big shots who disliked online games but were hoping that WG could really go overseas and earn foreign exchange.

"Did you clear the level?" Zeng Wenjie sent a message to Mu Qingyang.

"Not yet! (crying)" Mu Qingyang, who was in stealth mode, quickly replied to the message.

"I'll beat you to death, you dare to hide!" Zeng Wenjie immediately became fierce.

"I'm invisible because I keep getting messages from people," Mu Qingyang replied.

"Who?"

"Boys at school."

"It seems that my recent absence from school has emboldened them."

"Perhaps it's because the holidays and graduation are coming soon."

Zeng Wenjie was taken aback. Oh right, summer vacation was coming, and the senior students were about to graduate. Before leaving, why not go all out one last time? What if it works out?
“This game is quite long and difficult. It will take at least 24 or 25 hours to complete. So, don’t rush, take your time,” Zeng Wenjie replied.

"Have you cleared the level?" Mu Qingyang asked.

"Of course I beat the game!" Zeng Wenjie shamelessly told her. In reality, he had just closed the game after playing the break defense.

After chatting with Mu Qingyang for a while, she went off to play Hollow Knight, clearly finding the game more appealing than her boyfriend.

Zeng Wenjie just hoped that she wouldn't go to teach her grandfather to play during the summer vacation, otherwise, what if the old man got a heart attack from anger?

Zeng Wenjie lay back on the bed and then called Ye Yixuan to inquire about the situation regarding "Cun Chao".

Ye Yixuan had just finished her work and returned home to rest when she received a call from Zeng Wenjie.

"Oh, it's rare for you to call me. What's up?" Ye Yixuan asked. "Is there something you need my help with?"

“Yeah, I came here today for an interview for one of the top ten national awards. One of the judges was surnamed Lin, and I guess he’s related to Lin Dong of Nine City Capital. He was deliberately targeting me, and I immediately lost my temper with him. If I don’t win this award this year, Sister Xuan, you won’t call me a good-for-nothing, will you?” Zeng Wenjie said miserably.

Ye Yixuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Isn't that a reward for you?"

Zeng Wenjie was speechless after hearing this.

"Don't worry, the leaders will handle this. Although Lin Dong has a powerful background, he can't control everything. I'll call my father first thing tomorrow morning and tell him about it," Ye Yixuan said.

"Isn't it inappropriate to bother your uncle with such a trivial matter?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

Ye Yixuan said, "This is no small matter. It concerns the entire Chongshan. After all, you are the representative figure that we have all jointly elected."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Xuan."

Zeng Wenjie founded Ling Shi Hen Huang, raising 86 million in Series A funding. Now, its market value has exceeded 100 million. Ye Qiansheng holds those shares, and if he were to sell them, he could earn eight figures.

Based on the shares Ye Qiansheng acquired, Ye Ling will definitely have to do something for Zeng Wenjie.

Zeng Wenjie said to Ye Yixuan, "We are now in the era of new media, and the local delicacies of Guzhou County are very popular. Sister Xuan, you should go online and take a look around. Find some popular bloggers to write a few blog posts. The effect will be better."

Ye Yixuan said thoughtfully, "Indeed, there are clips of our 'Village Superman' on many video websites, and the click rate is quite high. I should make more use of online bloggers to promote Guzhou County..."

If we were living in the era of Weibo and Douyin, then promotion would be much easier, and a single video could make a city go viral instantly.

However, most people are still using 2G network candybar phones, so there is still a significant gap in the power of online promotion.

I talked to Ye Yixuan for more than 30 minutes, mostly about work, and only in the last few minutes did we talk about some personal matters.

Ye Yixuan's current situation can be summed up in one word—busy.

"Sister Xuan, you should take care of yourself too, or you won't be able to drink anymore, that would be no fun," Zeng Wenjie teased at the end.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Yixuan couldn't help but smile.

She's been very busy lately.

They had no time to listen to the voices of concern.

I had just finished some things today and was resting at home when I received a call from Zeng Wenjie.

Ye Yixuan sometimes found the way this guy spoke quite artistic, and his concern was always perfectly timed, which made her feel good.

"We must take advantage of this good start with 'Village Super' to make great strides and lay a solid foundation in the next few years so that we can return to Fengzhou and the province more quickly in the future," Ye Yixuan thought to herself.

Then, she had a rather strange dream in which her husband bought her a gift and asked her to deliver it to Zeng Wenjie. This left her both amused and exasperated, feeling that the world was absurd.

Upon waking up, Ye Yixuan immediately called Ye Ling.

"What is it?" Ye Ling asked.

“Zeng Wenjie has run into some trouble in Yanjing. People from Nine City Capital are targeting him, which seems to be affecting his chances of winning one of the top ten national awards,” Ye Yixuan said directly.

This father and daughter are really strange. After not contacting each other for a long time, the first thing they said when they called was to ask what was wrong.

Ye Ling was taken aback upon hearing this, and said, "I understand. I will ask my old friends in Yanjing to inquire about this matter. Aimin should also look into it."

Ye Yixuan said, "Shouldn't we give Nine City Capital a proper warning so they don't go too far?"

Ye Ling said, "No need. It's not worth arguing with a little brat. If they don't know what's good for them, that person will deal with them."

"That one?" Ye Yixuan couldn't help but ask.

“Hmm…” Ye Ling said, “Chongshan Province is developing very well and cannot be allowed to be disrupted. Moreover, he was once the governor of Chongshan Province.”

Ye Yixuan knew who her father was talking about. She couldn't believe that Zeng Wenjie had actually caught the attention of such a big shot.

However, it makes sense when you think about it. When you're in office, you bring benefits to the people in your area. No one would not have some special feelings for the place they governed.

Moreover, Chongshan is such a poor and backward place, especially the farmers who live a hard life. How could someone who cares about the world not keep it in mind?
Ye Yixuan thought to herself, no wonder some of the projects she reported to Yanjing this year were approved so quickly, and the money arrived so fast.

It turns out that it wasn't just "The Voice of China" that brought them attention; the two major village-level competitions boosted tourism, and there were also influential figures who have always cared about impoverished provinces.

"We can't tell Zeng about this, or that brat will start arguing again," Ye Yixuan thought to herself, feeling happy for him.

At this time, Zeng Wenjie had already met with Yan Xinyi, who was on vacation.

Today, Yan Xinyi was dressed casually, wearing sneakers, jeans, a tank top covered by a red and black plaid shirt, a baseball cap, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses that gave her an air of intellectualism.

Moreover, without much makeup, it would be difficult to recognize her as a well-known host under the State Administration of Radio and Television without careful observation.

She took Zeng Wenjie to a shop to try fried liver, and casually asked if he wanted to try their specialty fermented mung bean juice.

Zeng Wenjie directly rejected the three offers and instead countered with, "How about I treat you to three bowls of wine?"

Yan Xinyi laughed and said, "How do you know that douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) tastes bad?"

Zeng Wenjie smiled dismissively and said, "I know half of what flies in the sky, half of what swims in the water, and I know everything that runs on the ground."

"Alright, you really know a lot," Yan Xinyi said.

For their first stop, Yan Xinyi planned to take him down the Great Wall, and then visit the Forbidden City.

As a rising starlet under the State Administration of Radio and Television, Yan Xinyi naturally pays great attention to her figure. She spends at least two or three days a week exercising to maintain her physique, so her physical fitness is not a problem at all.

Although Zeng Wenjie has a lot of social engagements now, he still maintains the habit of exercising every morning. He keeps his body fat at a good level and is in good health.

Moreover, at this age, he has never encountered a situation where he had to tell his opponent to "take a break" first.

There's a saying that goes something like this: "If it works, it works; if it doesn't, it doesn't. What does 'taking a break' mean?"
Only after experiencing the helplessness of being in your late thirties can you truly appreciate how terrifyingly strong you were at eighteen or nineteen.

Time is not forgiving.

Looking at the winding Great Wall, Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but laugh and said, "If Fusu hadn't committed suicide back then, but instead led Meng Tian's Great Wall army back to Xianyang, what would history be like now?"

Yan Xinyi was taken aback. After thinking about it seriously, she said, "Then it will most likely have a longer reign, like the Han and Tang dynasties?"

Zeng Wenjie stroked the brick wall of the Great Wall with his hand, and couldn't help but think of Huang Yi's "A Step into the Past". He was really excited when he watched the uncut version.

"You like studying history?" Yan Xinyi asked.

"What man can resist talking about history and politics after a couple of drinks?" Zeng Wenjie asked back with great delight.

Yan Xinyi thought about it carefully and realized that it really made sense. Moreover, men love to talk about the Qin and Han dynasties and the Three Kingdoms period.

Yan Xinyi said, "In the end, Qin Shi Huang was too arrogant. But what man wouldn't feel elated after sweeping across the land, unifying the four seas, and proclaiming himself emperor?"

Zeng Wenjie then asked, "If I were to give you a chance, which dynasty would you most like to travel back to?"

After thinking for a moment, Yan Xinyi said, "Tomorrow."

"Aren't you afraid of getting your head chopped off by the Embroidered Uniform Guard?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"Wouldn't it be better if I dressed up as Empress Ma?" Yan Xinyi smiled, her expression quite sarcastic.

Zeng Wenjie clicked his tongue, speechless.

Yan Xinyi asked, "And you?"

Zeng Wenjie replied without hesitation, "The Southern Song Dynasty, and then without hesitation beheaded the messenger who was delivering the gold medal to Yue Fei halfway there."

The two chatted about history as they climbed the Great Wall.

Yan Xinyi discovered that Zeng Wenjie, despite not having a high level of formal education, actually possessed a deep understanding of history, unlike someone with a science background who seemed more like a humanities major.

“It seems we can’t judge Mr. Zeng’s cultural literacy by his academic qualifications. You must love reading a lot, right?” Yan Xinyi said.

“I don’t read any books; it’s all hearsay,” Zeng Wenjie said with a serious expression.

Yan Xinyi scoffed, thinking that his words were just like those people who torture themselves to lose weight, and when others ask how they lost weight, they say that they can eat and drink whatever they want, as long as they drink less sugary drinks, they will naturally lose weight.

Yan Xinyi asked, "So, which historical figure do you admire most?"

"Who else could it be? Long live the people!" Zeng Wenjie suddenly shouted.

Yan Xinyi was taken aback, then smiled and nodded slightly.

After descending the Great Wall, Yan Xinyi took Zeng Wenjie to enjoy authentic copper pot hot pot with mutton, and personally prepared the dipping sauce for him, which tasted excellent.

After we had eaten and drunk our fill, the sun was still shining brightly; Mother Nature was truly kind to us today.

After a short rest, we headed to the Forbidden City. Ironically, this was the first time the founder of the Forbidden City jewelry series had ever been to the Forbidden City.

Yan Xinyi, being very knowledgeable, acted as Zeng Wenjie's tour guide, providing detailed introductions to the sights they visited.

Zeng Wenjie lacked this kind of knowledge. Yan Xinyi could even talk about the symbolism and specifications of the design, and specify the year it was built, the year it was damaged, and the year it was rebuilt.

Zeng Wenjie, who doesn't particularly like cultural attractions, found himself thoroughly entertained throughout the trip thanks to this amazing female tour guide.

But then the heavens began to turn against us; dark clouds gathered and faint thunder rumbled.

The two were enjoying their stroll when they suddenly felt a coolness on their cheeks. Before they could react, a torrential downpour accompanied by a strong wind arrived.

So, they had no choice but to hastily and awkwardly seek shelter under the eaves of an ancient building with the other tourists.

Fortunately, I didn't get too wet, but the area under the eaves was crowded and cramped. Those who were a little further out were being blown around by the heavy rain and kept pushing their way in.

Zeng Wenjie and Yan Xinyi ran fast and found a good spot, but they were quickly squeezed inside by the swarm of tourists.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, the jostling and bumping, Yan Xinyi's pretty face flushed slightly, her hair was damp, revealing a hint of embarrassment and disarray.

Zeng Wenjie braced himself against the wall with both hands, using his strong back to create a foothold, and then wrapped Yan Xinyi in front of him, before laughing and saying, "It seems that God can't bear to see us too happy?"

"Did you say something unpleasant that displeased God?" Yan Xinyi asked, feigning indifference. She leaned against the wall, a smile on her lips concealing her embarrassment, and looked at the rain dripping from the eaves.

The crowd was too dense and the weather was hot, which created an unpleasant smell, but when you got closer to Yan Xinyi, it smelled refreshing.

I hadn't noticed that Yan Xinyi was wearing perfume today. The perfume had a very light and elegant scent that perfectly matched her temperament. It was hard to smell unless you got close and took a closer look.

Zeng Wenjie, being a country bumpkin, doesn't understand the romantic or elegant atmosphere that luxury brands deliberately market; he just thinks it smells nice.

Just then, the rain intensified, and the people outside pushed even harder to get in. Zeng Wenjie's back was being pushed against by the force of three or four people at the same time, and he couldn't hold on any longer. He collapsed inwards, landing squarely on Yan Xinyi.

"I didn't mean to, but I'm very grateful to those who bumped into me just now." He didn't feel embarrassed at all, but instead chuckled softly in Yan Xinyi's ear.

"If you did this on purpose, I've already shouted for help to catch the pervert!" Yan Xinyi snorted softly, feeling a little distracted by the unusual heat conduction, her mind as chaotic as overgrown weeds.

Then, Zeng Wenjie deliberately bumped into her and teased, "It really wasn't on purpose."

Yan Xinyi's ears turned red. Finally, she couldn't bear to look at that corner of the eaves any longer, and turned her head away with a resentful look in her eyes.

Zeng Wenjie slowly withdrew his hands from the wall, wrapped one arm around her shoulder and the other around her slender waist, and simply hugged the host in his arms.

Yan Xinyi first felt protected, and only then did she feel taken advantage of.

Because it was really crowded, even though the two of them had secured a good spot beforehand, they were still being jostled around.

Zeng Wenjie noticed that there were also several young couples in the crowd, who were also hugging and cuddling together.

Therefore, his relationship with Yan Xinyi did not attract much attention, and everyone assumed that they were a couple.

As the rain intensified, the space became increasingly cramped, and with Zeng Wenjie no longer bracing himself against the wall, the space was further compressed.

Yan Xinyi's face was hidden under her baseball cap, so her expression was impossible to see.

Several young couples were already oblivious to their surroundings and showing affection.

Zeng Wenjie reached out and lifted the brim of Yan Xinyi's hat, then pinched the brim and slowly turned the hat around, pressing it down so that it was worn backwards.

Yan Xinyi didn't know how she had been kissed so inexplicably, and she hadn't even refused. She felt a little scared, a little confused, and a little sweet. She subconsciously closed her eyes.

She felt as if she had been cut off from the world for those long two or three minutes. Only after she regained her ability to breathe smoothly did she hear thunder, rain, voices, and her own heart pounding terribly fast.

But before her thoughts could wander, she was once again plunged into that feeling of all five senses being shut down. This time it was more intense and lingering. Her fingers involuntarily gripped the other person's waist and ribs, and even unconsciously dug deep inside.

Following the planned route, reaching this stage would require at least two or three more private meetings and interactions. This is because Yan Xinyi is the kind of girl who prefers a gradual, subtle approach.

But today, the weather cooperated, the tourists were supportive, and Zeng Wenjie had the ability and courage to take unconventional paths, so some slow processes were skipped.

When Yan Xinyi came to her senses, the rain had already stopped, but the sky was still a bit overcast with only a light drizzle.

The space under the eaves is no longer crowded, but there are still a few couples embracing here.

"You're so sweet!" Zeng Wenjie said with a smile, pinching Yan Xinyi's flushed cheeks.

Yan Xinyi slapped his hand away and asked somewhat angrily, "Isn't this presumptuous?!"

An ordinary person would have panicked long ago, either apologizing or being so flustered that they didn't know how to respond.

But Zeng Wenjie remained as steady as a rock.

Then I heard him ask, "May I be so bold as to ask one more time?"

Yan Xinyi's expression immediately changed, and she shouted, "How dare you!"

Zeng Wenjie is really daring!
Yan Xinyi pushed him away with a wry smile and said, "Forget it, forget it, you really have a lot of nerve, you're amazing!"

She hadn't expected that her stern expression wouldn't scare the other person; instead, she was attacked again. At this moment, she was completely bewildered and panicked, and she felt as if a dampness was about to burst out from her body.

She herself didn't realize that her reproachful eyes were like water, containing five parts blame, three parts charm, and one part panic and naivety.

“Let’s go, the rain has stopped. Let’s continue our walk, and you can take me out for Peking duck tonight,” Zeng Wenjie said.

He took Yan Xinyi's hand and hooked his arm around her shoulder, then smiled and said, "This will make it easier to listen to your explanation."

Yan Xinyi said, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to, you scoundrel!"

However, she felt that everything was much more natural, so she continued to act as Zeng Wenjie's full-time tour guide while strolling around, explaining each story in detail and with great care.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but admire Yan Xinyi's terrifying knowledge. She truly deserved to be called a top-notch talent from Peking University; she was indeed very impressive!
We're all human, we all have brains, so why is my learning so bad?

After talking until her throat was dry, Yan Xinyi said, "I won't explain the rest; I'm getting a little tired."

Zeng Wenjie then said, "Okay, I'll just read the instructions more carefully."

Yan Xinyi then said, "Even an explanation isn't as good as my explanation."

Zeng Wenjie said, "That's right! I think you can totally apply to the leadership to create a variety show about history."

Yan Xinyi glanced at him and said, "I'm not qualified to be on 'Lecture Room of the Hundred Schools,' those are all professors and big shots."

Zeng Wenjie said, "I meant to establish, not to have you appear on 'Lecture Room'."

Yan Xinyi's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately asked with a smile, "Then, Wenjie, do you have any good suggestions?"

"We've created this program, listen to what I have to say..."

"Let's start by selecting some tragic and controversial historical figures, such as Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, Zhuge Liang, the Prime Minister of Shu Han, and national heroes Yue Fei and Zong Ze." He paused here, "Even if the Heavenly King himself came, Yue Fei would still be a national hero."

Yan Xinyi looked at him with a bit of surprise and said, "Yue Fei was a national hero after all!"

Zeng Wenjie coughed, waved his hand to indicate that he should not be interrupted, and continued: "Du Fu, Su Shi, Wang Yangming and other figures, and then invite star actors, specially selected veteran actors and national-level actors, to play these historical figures, to travel into our program and have a dialogue between the ancient and the modern!"

Yan Xinyi's eyes lit up as she listened, finding the idea very novel.

“Multiple stages, different scenes, all connected by an ancient book…” Zeng Wenjie recounted “China in Classical Texts” in detail, giving Yan Xinyi goosebumps.

Then, the exceptionally talented Yan Xinyi stared at him in utter shock, as if he were a monster.

Zeng Wenjie, who created "The Voice of China" and "The Masked Singer," has demonstrated his creativity and imagination in the field of music variety shows. However, the variety show he is verbally describing at this moment is extremely profound and is a way of promoting and inheriting Chinese history and culture.

What is the most important responsibility of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television? It is propaganda and culture!
Similar ideas of "dialogue between the past and present" were proposed before, but the plans were a mess and not attractive at all, so they were rejected outright.

Zeng Wenjie's proposal this time, however, provides a specific solution, focusing on classic texts that every Chinese person is familiar with, such as the Book of Documents, the Analects, the Compendium of Materia Medica, and the Records of the Grand Historian, and then unfolding stories from these texts.

Just hearing his general outline gave Yan Xinyi goosebumps.

"I...I...This program is great, but I'm not qualified to submit this kind of application. But...can I bring Teacher Sa along?" Yan Xinyi was so excited that she stammered.

Because she also realized that this would definitely be a hit program, and that it had lofty ideals and great depth, which the leaders would definitely like.

If she could actually host such a program, she was certain that her status within the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television would experience a leap forward!

When Zeng Wenjie heard that she wanted to bring Teacher Sa along to apply, he immediately laughed and said, "Of course! If Teacher Sa is involved, the program will be even better!"

Yan Xinyi swallowed and said, "I'll go back and write the proposal, then put your name on it, and we'll try to get Teacher Sa to submit it together."

Zeng Wenjie glanced at her and said, "You don't need to sign my name. I don't care about these things."

Yan Xinyi said, "No, no, no, it's actually important to you. This is an age of entertainment to the death. This kind of program is completely different from music variety shows. The fame and audience reception you can get are also extraordinary! Do you know what it means that your program has been recognized by the State Administration of Radio and Television, and even broadcast on CCTV, and it promotes national culture?"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Wenjie felt that there was some truth to it.

“I will credit you as the chief planner, and then Teacher Sa and I will just take on the deputy roles,” Yan Xinyi said.

"This... I'm afraid I'll have to travel to Yanjing frequently, right?" Zeng Wenjie was tempted, but then gave a wry smile.

Yan Xinyi said, "It's okay, phone calls and video calls are very convenient now! I'll communicate with the leaders and help you mediate, so you don't have to keep coming to meetings."

Zeng Wenjie knew that the leader she was referring to was the one who had led the team last time, and then he nodded hesitantly.

“I’ll send you the plan after I finish writing it, and then you can revise it. You’ve already explained the core and the overall structure clearly, so I’m sure I can write it out,” Yan Xinyi said excitedly.

“Okay then. I’m going to be on Teacher Sa’s show tomorrow, so I can talk to him first,” Zeng Wenjie said.

"Yes, yes, yes, please say so! You carry much more weight than I do," Yan Xinyi said with a smile.

Zeng Wenjie said, "See, inviting me out has its benefits, right? Look, I had a sudden inspiration and came up with a great program for you!"

Yan Xinyi said happily, "Yes, it seems I should take you to various tourist attractions more often in the future. Who knows, we might even come up with some new ideas?"

Zeng Wenjie pursed his lips and said arrogantly, "That would have to be rainy from God!"

Yan Xinyi's smile froze, and she couldn't help but reach out and pinch his waist hard, twisting it halfway around, and said angrily, "I'll make you so poor!"

After saying this, she walked quickly forward, ignoring Zeng Wenjie.

Zeng Wenjie didn't chase after him, but just followed slowly behind, looking left and right, appearing quite at ease.

Yan Xinyi walked a long way away, then stood there waiting for him, staring at him with wide eyes, looking somewhat resentful.

"Believe it or not, I'll just throw you in there and leave you to your own devices. If you get lost, so be it!" Yan Xinyi said.

"That's alright, who knows, I might just travel back in time," Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

“You’ll be Emperor Chongzhen on the day Li Zicheng entered Beijing, when you travel back to the late Ming Dynasty!” Yan Xinyi said coldly.

"Hiss..." Zeng Wenjie gasped upon hearing this, "Indeed, the most poisonous heart is that of a woman!"

Seeing his somewhat frightened expression, Yan Xinyi couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "Are you really scared?"

Zeng Wenjie was naturally afraid. He was reborn, and what if the beautiful host's words came true?
Despite his fearless demeanor, Mr. Zeng still harbors a deep sense of awe towards these supernatural and superstitious things.

“Emperor Chongzhen was quite pitiful,” Zeng Wenjie said.

“Indeed,” Yan Xinyi said.

Then, she took the initiative to steer the conversation toward "China in Classical Texts," which Zeng Wenjie had just mentioned.

Zeng Wenjie answered all her questions without reservation, and Yan Xinyi nodded repeatedly, amazed. It was truly hard to believe that this nineteen-year-old boy had so many brilliant ideas in his head!

Wow, he's only nineteen?

Yan Xinyi felt her cheeks instantly burn up, becoming hot.

Zeng Wenjie's achievements, as well as his composure and calmness beyond his years, always make people easily overlook his age.

Upon careful consideration, Yan Xinyi felt as if she were interacting with a mature middle-aged man in his thirties.

After their sightseeing, on the way to the hotel, Yan Xinyi told Zeng Wenjie about the local customs and culture of Yanjing, as well as the amazing driving skills of the drivers in the various alleys.

Upon arriving at the hotel, we requested a small private room. Yan Xinyi ordered local specialties and roast duck, making for a very lavish meal.

"Is that a bit wasteful?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"It's a treat for you. I'll pack up any leftovers," Yan Xinyi said with a smile. "When I live alone, sometimes I don't feel like cooking, so it's nice to heat things up in the microwave."

Zeng Wenjie then said, "Then you have to teach this country bumpkin how to eat roast duck, right?"

He did it on purpose.

Yan Xinyi, unaware of this, carefully demonstrated the technique and then handed it to him.

Unexpectedly, the shameless guy simply opened his mouth, indicating "show off in my mouth".

Yan Xinyi laughed helplessly, and could only stuff the rolled-up roast duck into Zeng Wenjie's mouth, complaining, "You're so lazy!"

Zeng Wenjie chewed on the roast duck and said happily, "It's delicious. Forgive me, a country bumpkin, for eating roast duck for the first time."

Yan Xinyi couldn't help but smile and said, "If you come to Yanjing often in the future, I'll take you to eat all the delicious food I've already scouted out!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Okay, I hope you won't mind that I'm wasting your salary."

Yan Xinyi said, "My salary isn't actually low, but in a place like Yanjing, it still feels a bit tight."

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "When you reach a higher level, you'll be able to earn more money. Although you can't accept advertisements, you're not prohibited from writing articles."

Yan Xinyi smiled and said, "Of course, royalties are a major source of income for me in Yanjing."

The table was laden with food, which they initially thought they wouldn't be able to finish, but the two of them were starving after a day of shopping, and the pleasant atmosphere of their conversation, filled with laughter and chatter, meant that they finished the meal before they even realized it.

"Would you like more food? I'm a little full," Yan Xinyi asked softly, wiping her mouth.

“I’m full too!” Zeng Wenjie said.

Yan Xinyi snapped her fingers and said, "Let's go, pay the bill, and then I'll take you home to rest so you can be in top form for Teacher Sa's interview program tomorrow."

As I was leaving the private room and heading out, I ran into someone I didn't get along with.

It's such a big city like Yanjing, yet we still managed to run into each other. It can only be described as a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road.

"Hey, isn't this one of our future Top Ten Outstanding Youths? What a coincidence, to run into him here!" Yan Xueyou said, pointing at Zeng Wenjie with great exaggeration.

"Wow? Who's this? Oh, it's Xinyi."

After looking him over twice, he added in an exaggerated tone.

Xu Yuhuan frowned slightly and reached out to tug at him.

Zeng Wenjie said coldly, "I said I heard dogs barking from far away. Turns out, a dog really did break in!"

Yan Xueyou grinned and said with a grin, "You're here for the interview and selection? Tsk, that seems a bit unfortunate. A friend of mine was also nominated, and he might take your spot!"

Yan Xinyi frowned and said, "President Yan, President Zeng is a guest from afar. As the host, there's no need to make things so awkward."

"If he knew the principle of treating guests from afar as guests, he wouldn't have thrown tea in my face!" Yan Xueyou suddenly turned ferocious and said viciously. He had been holding a grudge about this matter.

Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "You can only use this to annoy me, right? You worthless piece of trash."

Then, he pointed at Yan Xueyou and laughed, "That idiot tried to humiliate me with ten million back then, and as a result, I raised eighty-six million in Series A funding. And now, Series B funding is about to begin. How many ten million do you think I can raise?"

Yan Xinyi was speechless, then shook her head helplessly, unable to say anything.

"Do you think I really care whether I win an award this year or not? What difference does it make to me if I win a year earlier or later? I'm still young, unlike you who are over thirty and have accomplished nothing." Zeng Wenjie shook his head and said calmly.

When Yan Xueyou realized that this little brat was only nineteen years old, he instantly felt a bit defensive.

"I'll make sure you never get it!" Yan Xueyou couldn't hold back and blurted out.

"You don't get to decide." Zeng Wenjie smiled, satisfied that the other party had broken down.

People these days are so easily swayed; they're so easily broken down. It's so easy to get away with anything.

Of course, this is also due to his age and achievements, which complement each other and are truly enviable.

He waved his hand gently at Yan Xinyi and said, "Let's go, don't waste time on this kind of person."

Yan Xueyou angrily retorted, "You think you can just leave like that?"

"Idiot, try touching me and see what happens," Zeng Wenjie said dismissively.

After saying that, he walked straight out the door.

Xu Yuhuan grabbed Yan Xueyou and said in a cold tone, "Don't cause trouble, or Young Master Lin won't protect you. He said, don't mess with Zeng Wenjie again."

Yan Xueyou took two deep breaths before giving up. "I was mocking him, so why am I in such a bad mood?!"

Xu Yuhuan sighed, gently patted Yan Xueyou's shoulder twice, and said, "Never mind, let's eat first. He'd love for you to do something to him... Do you think he's the kind of small fry you can easily bully?"

Yan Xueyou couldn't help but lower his head, feeling a little frustrated.

The heavy blow he dealt to Marlenia back then not only failed to defeat Zeng Wenjie, but instead made the brand's reputation instantly known to everyone.

More importantly, it didn't create a rift between Zeng Wenjie and the authorities. If they could have distanced themselves from him, there would have been a hundred ways to deal with him.

"So we're just going to leave it at that?" Yan Xueyou asked.

"What else can we do? We can only annoy him with these things. We can't do anything to him, and he can't do anything to Jiucheng either," Xu Yuhuan said.

Yan Xueyou truly regrets not finding Feng Xiao sooner. If he had just stomped Zeng Wenjie to death back then, it would have been over and done with. Why does he have to feel nauseous just thinking about it now?

"I didn't expect to run into you. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Yan Xinyi said to Zeng Wenjie.

"It's okay, I think everything today was perfect! Even if I met some disgusting people in the end, I'm still very happy. It's not like I'll miss out on a bite of roast duck because of them. On the contrary, he'll lose his appetite because he met me!" Zeng Wenjie said to Yan Xinyi with a grin.

Yan Xinyi was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, shook her head helplessly, and said, "What you said actually makes some sense, doesn't it? Hahaha..."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Besides, it's not certain that I won't win an award this year. The key is whether Mr. Zhuang is willing to give me his full support."

Yan Xinyi said, "Mr. Zhuang will definitely give his full support. Moreover, your appearance on Teacher Sa's show is a turning point. It can change the mindset of those rather old-fashioned bigwigs."

(End of this chapter)