Why did you make me reincarnate?

The black Audi A6 drove smoothly along the riverbank, with the window slightly open, allowing the wind to gently sway the wisps of hair on Shen Ju's forehead.

Xu Chaoyang noticed her silence and turned to look at her while waiting at a traffic light: "What's wrong? Did Sun Yanyan make you uncomfortable?"

Shen Ju shook her head, a slight smile curving her lips: "She's been like this since she was little, I'm used to it."

"Um?"

Noticing Xu Chaoyang's curiosity, Shen Ju said calmly, "Back in junior high, every time the exam results came out, she would ask me what my score was, and then turn around and tell others that I only knew how to study and was a bookworm."

Xu Chaoyang chuckled: "Typical troll."

Just then, her phone rang. Shen Ju glanced at the caller ID, and her expression changed slightly.

"Hello, Mom."

The carriage was quiet, and Xu Chaoyang could vaguely hear the voice coming from the receiver, but he couldn't discern any emotion in the tone.

"I'm with my friends... Okay, I see."

Shen Ju hung up the phone and looked at Xu Chaoyang: "My mom came back from southern Jiangsu this morning and told me to go home."

The timing was so coincidental that it was obvious without even asking that Sun Yanyan had called Lin Shuqiu.

"Then I'll take you."

Xu Chaoyang turned around and drove towards Shen Ju's house, stopping the car in front of the slope at the entrance of the villa area.

He opened the car door for Shen Ju and saw a figure standing under the camphor tree at the far end.

Lin Shuqiu, wearing a silk shirt, stood under the shade of a tree, his gaze fixed on the brand-new black Audi.

Her expression was unusually calm, completely unlike the confrontational one they had shown during their last meeting.

"I'll go up myself," Shen Ju said softly, releasing Xu Chaoyang's hand.

Upon hearing this, Xu Chaoyang gave up the idea of ​​following them and simply stood by the car, calmly meeting Lin Shuqiu's gaze.

The other person's gaze lingered on him for less than two seconds. In this day and age, there are very few people in Vancouver who can afford an Audi A6, let alone an eighteen-year-old boy.

But this was still not enough to change Lin Shuqiu's opinion.

Xu Chaoyang watched the mother and daughter return to the villa before starting the engine and slowly driving away from the villa area.

The living room was dimly lit, and Lin Shuqiu did not turn on the lights.

"What was that boy's name again?"

Xu Chaoyang.

Lin Shuqiu read it aloud, as if he were tasting something hard to swallow.

"How long have you been together?"

"One month."

Lin Shuqiu tapped his fingers lightly on his knee twice. "We broke up."

The two words, so light and airy, seem to be talking about something trivial.

Shen Ju remained silent, the exquisite floor clock ticking away, its sound particularly clear in the empty living room.

"Ju Zi, Mom isn't discussing this with you."

Lin Shuqiu spoke a little faster than usual, "You're going to Boston soon, your visa appointment is all booked, why are you talking about dating at this time?"

Her tone was clearly displeased: "Ju Zi, you're only eighteen. How many people have you met? Xu Chaoyang is definitely not a good match for you."

Shen Ju suddenly raised her head and looked into Lin Shuqiu's eyes.

"Mom, I know what you're thinking. You think Xu Chaoyang isn't good enough for our family, and that I'm too young and immature... But I want to make this decision myself."

The mother and daughter faced each other across the coffee table. One sat on the sofa with an elegant posture but her whole body was tense, while the other stood opposite her with a stubborn look on her face but a very gentle look in her eyes.

After a long while, Lin Shuqiu stood up.

"In short, I disagree."

She only said those four words, then turned and walked towards the stairs without even looking back.

"Just rest well at home for the next few days. I'll check your visa application materials again for you."

A very soft door closing sound came from the second floor, but in this house, it was more unsettling than any loud noise.

Shen Ju returned to her room. The TOEFL vocabulary book lying open on the table hadn't been opened for several days. She stared at the cover for a while, then closed it and put it in the back of the drawer.

……

Knowing that Lin Shuqiu didn't like him, Xu Chaoyang didn't pester her.

In the days that followed, he began intensive preparations according to the established plan.

First, through Chen Mo's connections, they found a small, poorly managed real estate development company in Vancouver called Mingzhu Real Estate. The company had a registered capital of five million, and last year, due to the failure of a suburban project, its capital chain broke down, and the owner was in a hurry to get rid of it.

Xu Chaoyang acquired the entire company for around two million yuan, including its business license and qualification certificates. The procedures were completed quickly, and the entire transaction was completed in less than a week.

He didn't have time to deal with the abandoned project for the time being, so he let the original boss stay as a nominal vice president to keep things in order first.

After the acquisition, the first thing Xu Chaoyang did was not to develop projects, but to open a corporate bank account.

The goal is clear: the Wenzhou headquarters.

On the day the account was opened, Xu Chaoyang directly transferred out ten million yuan as idle funds for the company.

When the counter staff saw the number, they checked it several times before running to call the branch manager.

The manager was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and was very polite.

"Mr. Xu, how long do you plan to keep this money?"

"Survival period first, there may be inflows and outflows later."

Xu Chaoyang's tone was casual: "The company is just starting out, so let's hold onto the funds for now and see when we need them."

The manager nodded without asking any further questions, but his eyes told Xu Chaoyang that this matter would soon reach the higher-ups.

This is the true wisdom of using funds. Simply depositing ten million yuan and hoping to attract the bank manager's attention is wishful thinking. But large sums of idle corporate funds are a different story.

In this era, Shen Zhiyi would definitely have a file on her desk.

Someone like Shen Zhiyi has seen more talented young people than Xu Chaoyang has eaten meals. The only way to impress him is to demonstrate strength that is clearly visible to the naked eye.

Of course, this move is risky, but Xu Chaoyang's biggest advantage is his tolerance for error.

Other entrepreneurs face utter ruin if they fail, but he is not afraid. Even if Mingzhu Real Estate stumbles this time, he has a hundred ways to make a comeback.

That's why he dared to use such a wasteful method to gamble on a chance to get exposure; if he lost, he wouldn't lose anything, but if he won, he would make a fortune.

……

Bank headquarters, president's office.

Shen Zhiyi sat behind a large desk, with a mountain of ashtrays in front of her, a testament to the sheer complexity and stress of her daily tasks.

Shen Zhiyi, who is forty years old, looks much younger than his actual age. His face has sharp features, and Shen Ju inherited half of his appearance from him.

The office was simply decorated, which didn't quite match his status as a bank manager.

At this moment, Shen Zhiyi was looking through the weekly report submitted by the business department. He usually didn't read these routine reports in detail, but today the secretary on duty had deliberately folded a corner of one of the pages.

Shen Zhiyi's gaze lingered on those lines of numbers for a moment: Mingzhu Real Estate Development's corporate account had been changed, and ten million yuan of the company's idle funds had been deposited into it that day.

Shen Zhiyi read the line of text twice, then turned to the attached page for the identity information. The photo showed a handsome young man with delicate features.

Xu Chaoyang is only eighteen years old.

These elements combined are enough to pique the interest of anyone immersed in the financial industry.

He glanced at Xu Chaoyang again, then closed the weekly report and placed it on the stack of unprocessed documents on his left. This position indicated that he was paying attention but not in a hurry.

Shen Zhiyi picked up the phone on the table and dialed an internal number.

"Please provide me with a monthly report on the fund movements of the Mingzhu Real Estate account."