Since they are reborn, they must be supported by the school beauties.

Chapter 135 I fucking admire him
Yan Ruoxuan recalled a detail and said, "It was that time when we were returning to school from the disco, he saw a license plate transfer sticker on the taxi driver's car, so he asked the driver about the price on the way."

"At the time, he heard from the driver that a company was selling forty quotas in a package, and he was immediately interested. It seems he started sending text messages to borrow money."

"Seeing how serious he looked, it reminded me a lot of my dad's expression when he's doing business, so I guessed he definitely had this idea. After we got off the bus, I asked him about it, and he admitted it."

“I told him I could lend him money, and he asked me how much I could lend him. I said I could lend him 200,000 yuan, because that was all I had at the time. He told me to keep it for him first, and he would try to raise the money later.”

Chen Min shook her head helplessly and asked, "Then why did you ask your dad for another two million that very night?"

“I did the math,” Yan Ruoxuan said. “He was chatting with the driver, who said that one license plate was worth about 40,000 yuan, and with the residual value of the car, it would definitely be more than 50,000 yuan. If there were 40 cars, it would be more than 2 million yuan.”

At this point, Yan Ruoxuan sighed with some shame, "I underestimated him a bit back then... I thought he definitely wouldn't be able to raise that much money and would have to worry about money later, so I wanted to ask Dad to lend him two million to prepare for the future..."

At this moment, Yan Ruoxuan sighed with a melancholy expression, muttering with obvious disappointment, "I didn't expect them to raise the money so quickly..."

Yan Chengbin was shocked. He asked Yan Ruoxuan, "Xuanxuan, are you saying that Chen Cheng made the decision to speculate on taxi quotas on the way from the disco to your school?"

“Yes,” Yan Ruoxuan said. “I was chatting with the driver when I got in the car, and then I started texting on my phone.”

Yan Chengbin murmured, "Making a decision in just a few minutes, that decisiveness is a bit frightening!"

After saying that, he asked Yan Ruoxuan, "Xuanxuan, have the taxi quotas in Jiangcheng increased?"

“No…” Yan Ruoxuan shook her head and murmured, “I often ask taxi drivers, and it seems that the price has dropped even more than when he bought it.”

Chen Min casually remarked, "See? What's the use of being decisive? Being decisive is only good if it makes money. Being decisive and losing money isn't a skill."

Eager to explain for Chen Cheng, Yan Ruoxuan said seriously, "Mom, Chen Cheng said he needs to observe for two or three months. A slight drop now is nothing; it might rise again soon!"

Seeing Yan Ruoxuan's eagerness to defend Chen Cheng, Chen Min said with a long face, "Yan Ruoxuan, you've never been so protective of a boy in front of Mom and Dad before. Are you dating someone?"

"No..." Yan Ruoxuan blushed and shook her head repeatedly, feeling embarrassed: "Chen Cheng and I are just classmates and good friends."

Seeing that her face was red all the way to her neck, Chen Min couldn't help but shake her head with a sigh, and then asked her, "Then let me ask you, do you like that Chen Cheng?"

Yan Ruoxuan turned her face to look out the window and uttered three words: "I won't say!"

Neither Chen Min nor Yan Chengbin spoke, but they both knew what this answer meant.

A moment later, Yan Ruoxuan remembered something and said nervously, "Oh no..."

The couple quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Ruoxuan said nervously, "Chen Cheng only told me to threaten He Chenyu and pretend to tell you these things, but he didn't actually tell me..."

Chen Min smiled and said, "It's alright, don't worry, Mom won't do anything to them."

"That's good." Yan Ruoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Anyway, I've already made up my mind. I won't talk to He Chenyu anymore, and I won't say a word to him."

"Okay." Chen Min nodded.

She actually wanted to kick He Chenyu's family out of the Yan family's business.

However, after hearing what her daughter said, she didn't want to add to her psychological burden, so she comforted her by saying, "As long as you know what you're doing, we won't interfere."

Yan Ruoxuan nodded, then suddenly said excitedly, "Oh right! I haven't told you about Chen Cheng's story of getting the 88,000 Dragon King Set Meal yet, it's amazing!"

The couple was speechless for a moment. "We've already watched the video recording. We don't need you to narrate it."

Seeing that the two didn't respond, Yan Ruoxuan assumed they weren't interested, so she said very sincerely, "Really, Chen Cheng customized a special meal for a boss from out of town at the store, and it's amazing..."

Not wanting to spoil their daughter's fun, the couple patiently listened to her gesticulating wildly as she finished speaking.

After hearing the story, the Rolls-Royce came to a stop in front of a three-story building that resembled a private club.

The shop owner, having received word that an important person was coming, had been waiting at the door for quite some time.

Before getting out of the car, Yan Ruoxuan asked the couple, "Dad, Mom, isn't Chen Cheng pretty amazing? I wasn't lying to you, was I?"

"awesome."

Yan Chengbin nodded repeatedly, his tone somewhat perfunctory.

Yan Ruoxuan then asked Chen Min, "Mom, what do you think?"

"I……"

Seeing her eager expression, just like a child waiting for their parents' comments after getting good grades, Chen Min could only say helplessly, "Hmm... you're pretty good. Get off the bus now."

Yan Ruoxuan was finally satisfied and happily pushed open the door to get out of the car.

After the salon owner respectfully welcomed the three people in, he asked them, "Which of you needs a stylist?"

Yan Ruoxuan raised her hand: "I... want to change to a Japanese-style hairstyle."

The shop owner looked Yan Ruoxuan up and down and said with a smile, "Madam's face shape and features are indeed suitable for the Japanese style. I'll have one of our Japanese stylists come to serve you." A moment later, a young man with a somewhat feminine style was brought over. The man didn't understand much Chinese, so the shop owner personally acted as the translator.

The stylist asked Yan Ruoxuan what kind of feeling she wanted, and Yan Ruoxuan was trying hard to recall what Chen Cheng had told her.

As she recalled Chen Cheng's instructions, she described her needs: "I want to change my bangs, make them more choppy, thinner, and more voluminous, and then... and then..."

The stylist and the boss were waiting for her to continue. She couldn't remember for a moment, so she subconsciously said, "I forgot how it was said, it was that feeling of being a little messy but not really messy."

The boss translated it, and the stylist suddenly understood, then mumbled a bunch of things in Japanese.

The boss asked Yan Ruoxuan, "Is it like that slightly messy feeling when you wake up?"

Yan Ruoxuan nodded repeatedly: "That's exactly what I mean!"

The stylist gave her an OK sign, and the boss smiled and said, "Madam, please come over here to get your hair washed."

After saying that, he thoughtfully found a girl to come over.

Yan Chengbin and his wife sat on the sofa next to them. Chen Min was a little dissatisfied and muttered in Yan Chengbin's ear, "I like Xuanxuan's bangs the most, and she actually wants to change them right away!"

Yan Chengbin, who was reading the newspaper, smiled casually and said, "You have to control what hairstyle your child has? The child is grown up and in college. It's not appropriate for him to always look like a junior high school student."

"What do you know."

Chen Min said, "This is also a form of self-protection. It's not appropriate for a girl to dress too flamboyantly when she's alone in a foreign place. What if someone has ill intentions?"

Yan Chengbin patted the back of her hand and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, as long as Xuanxuan is in Jiangcheng, the outpost that Huahan arranged will not be withdrawn, so there is no need to worry about safety."

Chen Min muttered unhappily, "It must have been that Chen Cheng who gave her that bad idea."

Yan Chengbin said, "You're still wearing those tinted glasses?"

Chen Min retorted, "Didn't you hear that Xuanxuan was just repeating what other people said to the stylist? If it wasn't Chen Cheng who taught her, then who else could it be?"

Yan Chengbin sighed, flipped the newspaper over, and said casually, "So what if it is? What's the big deal? I don't know you, but I've been listening to him all the way here, and to be honest, I fucking admire him."

Chen Min said calmly, "Don't rush to say you admire him. With his family background, if he messes up his taxi business, he might not be able to recover for several years."

Yan Chengbin said, "If a person has really strong insight, then it will be applicable everywhere. He sees things more deeply than the average person. If he can judge that there is an opportunity in this market in just a few minutes of conversation with a taxi driver, then I think the probability of him being right is greater."

Chen Min leaned back on the sofa, crossed her legs, and rested her hands on her knees, curling her lip in disdain: "It's no use talking about this now, just wait and see."

Yan Chengbin smiled and leaned closer, saying, "I know you're just upset and feel that Xuanxuan is being too eager for you. It's unnecessary. As long as the child doesn't do anything really outrageous, we should respect her as much as possible."

Chen Min, having been exposed by her husband, sullenly fell silent.

She didn't actually dislike Chen Cheng.

The more I learned about it, the more I began to appreciate it.

After hearing about He Chenyu's story today, I feel even more strongly about it.

However, the thought of her beloved daughter always taking the initiative to pursue her made her pride feel somewhat deflated.

What worries her even more is that her daughter has clearly fallen for Chen Cheng. What if Chen Cheng doesn't like her daughter? How embarrassing would that be? How hurt would her daughter be?
At this moment, Yan Ruoxuan also came over after washing her hair.

The stylist had her sit in a chair and began designing her hairstyle according to her request.

Because it was recommended by a major client, who also said it was an important person, the boss kept a close eye on things, afraid that something might not be handled properly.

He never imagined that he would witness the entire transformation of a stunningly beautiful girl.

The thick, blunt bangs were gradually broken up and thinned out, giving them a bit of an airy bangs feel. The stylist didn't dare to be lazy at all, cutting a little bit, blowing it dry to see how it looked, then spraying water on it and cutting it again.

A normal customer's haircut takes half an hour to an hour at most, but his haircut took two hours.

Yan Chengbin and Chen Min never expected that a simple haircut, which wasn't even a perm, would take so long.

But looking at her daughter in the mirror, she noticed that after each time she was sprayed with water, cut, and dried her hair, her daughter's temperament and overall appearance would show a significant improvement.

After more than an hour, the couple couldn't sit still on the sofa anymore and came to Yan Ruoxuan's side, staring wide-eyed at the stylist's every step.

When the haircut was almost done, the stylist used a curling brush to press against the roots to heat the hair and create a voluminous look. Once the broken hair became voluminous, the person's overall demeanor and feeling were completely transformed.

Chen Min never expected that her daughter would be so beautiful, so beautiful that she could rival even celebrities.

Yan Chengbin was also stunned. Yan Ruoxuan loved reading and learning since she was a child. She disliked dressing up and styling her hair. In order not to comb or tie her hair every day, she had silly bangs since elementary school and her hair never went past her shoulders.

The couple thought their daughter was pretty, with big eyes and delicate features, but they never imagined she was this beautiful.

It seems that some people and some things just need that final touch, and once that touch is added, a qualitative change will occur.

(End of this chapter)