This person really knows how to be reborn!

A beautiful woman's companion isn't necessarily another beautiful woman.

For example, the female companion next to Chung Ling-yu was quite a character.

Zeng Cheng glanced over and seemed to see an unidentified spherical object.

This girl is definitely not 160cm tall, but she definitely weighs more than 160kg.

After shivering, Zeng Cheng shifted his gaze to Zhong Lingyu: "Senior, you really did spin around? I was just joking with you. To be honest, my only redeeming quality is probably having a bit of money."

Zhong Lingyu laughed and said, "Oh, junior, are you a rich second-generation?"

Zeng Cheng raised an eyebrow: "Senior, you're too narrow-minded. I'm the father of a second-generation rich kid—a self-made millionaire!"

"Pfft—" Zhong Lingyu said with a laugh, "You really won't give me your bank account number?"

"Really, you don't need to."

Zeng Cheng was about to leave after he finished speaking when Zhong Lingyu called him back.

"Junior, why are you in such a hurry? We're all on campus, we can share a taxi and even split the fare."

I sincerely think that since you, Brother Cheng, already have "good friends," you should still avoid suspicion.

So he responded in the most tactless way.

"Senior, I'm already self-made, why would I need to pay for a ride? Who do you think you are!"

"..."

Chung Ling-yu's cheeks began to twitch violently.

However, she still felt a little guilty about letting Zeng Cheng go.

"Junior Zeng, how about this, I'll treat you to an ice cream before you go. You must be hot and thirsty after all that running around."

"That's a good option."

It would have been better if Zhong Lingyu hadn't mentioned it, because once she did, Zeng Cheng's mouth really went dry, and his throat felt like it was on fire.

"But a self-made man like me doesn't have the habit of letting a beautiful woman pay the bill. Let me treat you."

There happened to be a very popular ice cream shop right next door, so Zeng Cheng went over and joined the queue.

When it was finally his turn, the boss asked him how many he wanted, and Xia Ning brought Mu Jiajia over again.

"Zeng Cheng, Jiajia and I want ice cream too!"

Zeng Cheng rolled his eyes at Xia Ning: "Then remember to give me the money. I don't have the habit of treating people casually!"

"But you clearly invited her!"

Xia Ning stomped her foot angrily and pointed at Zhong Lingyu not far away.

Zeng Cheng rolled his eyes again: "Xia, I meant I don't have the habit of letting beautiful girls pay the bill. Senior Zhong is a beautiful girl, but unfortunately, you aren't."

"You—humph!"

Xia Ning snorted heavily, but her expression remained arrogant.

Zhong Lingyu is very beautiful, but Xia Ning doesn't think she's inferior to her.

In all her years, the only person who could make Miss Xia feel inferior in real life is Yu Baiwei.

When the boss asked Zeng Cheng how many he wanted again, he still included Xia Ning and Mou Jiajia, and held up his hand to say he wanted five.

"Handsome guy, pay up first!"

The boss, wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses, also gave Zeng Cheng a thumbs-up.

"Boss, your ice cream is so cheap, only one dollar apiece?"

Zeng Cheng was somewhat surprised.

Similar ice creams cost two or three dollars each in Texas.

Surely prices can't be cheaper in the provincial capital, right?

This is not in line with a market economy.

"Handsome guy, what's that? One yuan each? Ten yuan each? That's fifty yuan in total!"

"..."

Zeng Cheng felt as if his major artery had been slashed.

I knew things were expensive near the train station, but I didn't expect it to be this outrageous. These prices are two or three times higher than advertised.

I wanted to buy it from another store.

As for whether he would be ridiculed—that was not an option for Zeng Cheng.

Logically speaking, would someone give up money just for the sake of saving face?

After looking around, Zeng Cheng discovered that there was only one ice cream shop nearby.

Okay, everything makes sense now. They call this a monopoly, so being a little more expensive is in line with market economics.

Zeng Cheng looked pained: "Ten yuan each is too expensive! I'm buying five, can the boss round it down?"

"Handsome guy, stop joking. How much is fifty bucks for you to apply?"

"Then I'll give you a 10% discount, so it'll be forty-five."

"this--"

After weighing the options, the boss agreed – after all, even with a 10% discount, he would still make a huge profit.

At this moment, the chubby girl next to Zhong Lingyu started chirping, "Tch, this guy calls himself a self-made millionaire? He can't even afford a ten-yuan ice cream cone, what's he pretending to be rich for!"

Zhong Lingyu immediately glared at the chubby girl: "Yu Yan, don't talk nonsense."

The chubby girl shrank her neck, but her disdain for Zeng Cheng remained undisguised.

Zeng Cheng couldn't hold back any longer: "Sister, your...your name is Yu Yan?"

The chubby girl said angrily, "What are you laughing at? Can't I be called Yu Yan?"

"Yes, of course."

Zeng Cheng tried hard to suppress his smile, took out a cucumber peel and handed it to the unscrupulous boss.

The boss was about to give change with a disgruntled look on his face, but Zeng Cheng waved his hand magnanimously.

"Keep the change, consider the five yuan a tip!"

"???"

Surprised, the boss took off his sunglasses, his eyes wide open.

Dude, you can actually act like that?

Zeng Cheng, with an arrogant air, said, "Boss, why are you glaring at me? This is the style of us self-made millionaires—in two words, domineering!"

Zhong Lingyu couldn't help but laugh so hard she was shaking.

But Zeng Cheng's shady tactics didn't stop there.

After getting the ice cream, he glanced at the Coke on the shelf that was priced at three yuan.

"Boss, to be honest, if I spend fifty-three yuan here today, will you round it down?"

"Of course we'll wipe it off; we're from the Gelaohui (a secret society), we don't talk about those things!"

"Thanks, sir."

Zeng Cheng immediately grabbed a bottle of Coke, opened it, and gulped down a large mouthful.

Boss: "..."

A few minutes later, Xia Ning and Mou Jiajia left one after the other by bus, while Zeng Cheng also reached out to hail a taxi.

Zhong Lingyu hadn't left yet when she moved closer to Zeng Cheng.

"Hey junior, wanna add each other on QQ?"

She's now genuinely curious about Zeng Cheng.

After all, humor is the best cosmetic procedure for men.

[Sister Yuyan] expressed her surprise.

She knows how many men are pursuing her best friend.

She was well aware of how arrogant she was.

Today, for the first time ever, I took the initiative to add a man on QQ.

"Uh, senior, to be honest with you, I'm not actually a self-made millionaire. My mom's health isn't good, and my dad just spends all his time fishing. My parents raised me with great difficulty since I was little, and I even earned my tuition by getting up early and working late during summer vacation..."

"Junior, what are you talking about? I want to add you on QQ, not because you're a self-made millionaire!"

As she spoke, Zhong Lingyu rolled her eyes, clearly genuinely angry.

"Senior, what I mean is—" Zeng Cheng drawled, "My family is poor, we don't have QQ."

After speaking in a serious tone, the person got into a taxi without waiting for Zhong Lingyu to say anything more.

Despite being rejected by Zeng Cheng time and time again, Zhong Lingyu was not angry; instead, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

[Is this junior student so aloof? Heh, interesting.]

[Zeng Cheng, a freshman in the School of Economics, well... we'll meet soon.]

Zhong Lingyu took out her phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, Uncle, is the Economics Department recruiting teaching assistants...? Hmm, I'd like to go and train a bit."