Who gets reborn with a daughter?

"You're so slow," Liu Xingxin complained when she saw Fang Chusheng arrive late. Then she pointed to the innermost private room and said, "The machines in the Sun and Moon private rooms are new. Go and test them."

"Sun and moon?"

Fang Chusheng was completely dumbfounded.

"Is there a problem with the name of the private room?"

Liu Xingxin said coldly.

Fang Chusheng did not argue with this girl who was not yet menopausal but seemed to be.

Soon, he arrived at the innermost private room and saw a sun pattern at the door of one of the rooms.

Then he looked at the other two private rooms, which were decorated with moon and star patterns respectively.

He knew that Liu Xingxin must have put this up. The older generation wouldn't do such fancy things; at most, they would have private rooms numbered one, two, three, four, or A, B, C, and D.

"What are you standing there for? Go inside and get tested."

Liu Xingxin called out to Fang Chusheng.

"I'm a little hungry because I didn't have breakfast. Give me a bowl of instant noodles with ham and braised egg, and a bottle of Coke."

Fang Chusheng didn't explain; after finishing speaking, he went into the private room.

The sun room was very clean, having been thoroughly cleaned inside and out, and the eight machines looked brand new.

Fang Chusheng turned on all the machines in the private room. The boot-up speed was acceptable, all of them were completed within half a minute.

He then opened some AAA games, such as Devil May Cry and Assassin's Creed.

Of course, the most crucial games, Dota 2 and League of Legends, also need to be tested, as do Warcraft III and others.

During the test, Fang Chusheng went to the Moon Room and turned on all eight machines inside for testing.

After a while, Liu Xingxin brought Fang Chusheng a bowl of instant noodles and a can of cola. "Here you go."

Thanks.

Fang Chusheng casually found a computer, sat down, and began to wolf down his food.

"snort."

Liu Xingxin snorted and sat down to the side.

Fang Chusheng ignored Liu Xingxin, logged into his SBEAM account, and opened Dota 2.

"What game is this? This thing is so ugly."

Although Liu Xingxin works at an internet cafe, she is not interested in games.

"Dota 2, the father of League of Legends."

Fang Chusheng spoke calmly.

"Dota isn't played by many people; most people play League of Legends."

Liu Xingxin said casually.

"Why……"

Fang Chusheng sighed helplessly and took out a cigarette to light it.

"No smoking here!"

Liu Xingxin immediately stopped her.

"You don't allow smoking in your internet cafe?!"

Fang Chusheng was somewhat surprised, as he had clearly smoked in front of Liu Xingxin before.

"This is a private room, smoking is prohibited!"

Liu Xingxin pointed to the "No Smoking" sign on the wall and said.

"Tsk."

Fang Chusheng clicked his tongue and could only put the cigarettes away.

"Smoking is bad for your health. My dad died because of smoking."

Liu Xingxin said dejectedly.

"All right."

Fang Chusheng initially thought that Liu Xingxin's father had run away because of his affair, but he never expected that he died from smoking.

"Go ahead and play."

Liu Xingxin lost interest and got up to leave.

Fang Chusheng shook his head helplessly, finished his instant noodles, and then tested all the machines.

These machines sometimes lag when playing certain AAA games, but they have no problem playing games like Dota 3 and League of Legends.

After the test, Fang Chusheng glanced at the time; the freshmen's morning military training was almost over.

He stretched, yawned, and walked out of the private room, saying to Liu Xingxin, "The machines in both of these private rooms are working fine."

"That's fine then."

Liu Xingxin took out her notebook and wrote it down.

"Then I'll be leaving first."

Fang Chusheng waved his hand, preparing to leave.

"etc!"

Liu Xingxin quickly called out.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Chusheng turned around and looked at Liu Xingxin with a puzzled expression.

"Instant noodles are five yuan, sausage is two yuan, braised egg is one yuan, cola is four yuan, that's twelve yuan in total, and you haven't paid yet."

Liu Xingxin said with a serious expression.

"What?!" Fang Chusheng was stunned, and after a moment he exclaimed, "You want me to pay for all of this?!"

"What else? My internet cafe doesn't get many customers to begin with."

Liu Xingxin's voice became very soft.

"Alright."

Fang Chusheng did not renege on his debt and paid a total of twelve yuan and fifty cents.

"You overpaid by fifty cents."

Liu Xingxin frowned.

"tip."

Fang Chusheng smiled slightly.

"Who asked for your tip?" Liu Xingxin pouted, then asked, "Will this event really bring customers back to my internet cafe?"

"Not necessarily."

Fang Chusheng wasn't confident, mainly because the internet cafe's location was bad and the computers were subpar.

He looked at Liu Xingxin and found that her face was filled with a variety of emotions, including sadness and resentment.

"Sigh..." He sighed and continued, "Your internet cafe has two problems right now. First, most of the computers are not good, and second, the location is not good. My event can bring customers to your internet cafe, but whether you can retain them depends on your internet cafe itself."

Liu Xingxin knew these reasons, but the problem was that her family didn't have the spare money to buy a new machine.

The only saving grace is that the internet cafe belongs to her family, so she doesn't have to pay rent; otherwise, with this turnover, it would have gone out of business long ago.

Fang Chusheng went downstairs and looked back at the LED lights of Xingxin Internet Cafe. This time, the character "生" under "星" was lit, but the character "曰" above it was off.

He never intended to help Liu Xingxin run the internet cafe; their relationship was merely a partnership where each party got what they needed.

"Ring ring ring..."

Just then, the cell phone rang.

Fang Chusheng took out his phone; it was a call from his roommate.

"You son of a bitch, Fang, you're still in the dorm?"

Xu Wenhao's cursing voice came from the phone.

"I'm on my way to the shopping street, where are you?"

Fang Chusheng grinned.

"Let's meet at the entrance of the commercial street."

Xu Wenhao hung up the phone after speaking.

Soon, the four met.

Xu Wenhao and his two companions looked on with envy at Fang Chusheng. They had been working themselves to the bone in military training all morning, while that bastard Fang Chusheng had been sleeping in his dorm all morning.

But that's society; people behave differently even in the same environment.

For the next few days, Fang Chusheng's life was relatively uneventful. He was either watching the freshmen work hard or optimizing the website with his senior, Daidai.

Although there are seven people on the Jiongjiong Dimension website, five of them are in military training, and currently only he and Jia Meimei are of practical use.

Although there was a lot of work, Jia Meimei didn't feel tired. She used to work overtime with her seniors, which was much more tiring.

Currently, the Jiongjiong Dimension website has over 10,000 registered users and several thousand daily active users. The "Campus Beauty and Handsome Guy Contest" and "Game God" events have already launched, attracting a significant number of student participants.

In particular, the school beauty pageant had over a hundred female students participating, and some silly boys also signed up for the girls' category.

Fang Chusheng had mixed feelings. He hadn't expected that there would be male-female pairs in this year. He didn't let the male-female pairs participate and reassured them that there would be special competitions for them in the future.

There are quite a few people signing up for the God of Games event, with League of Legends naturally having more than Dota 2. Most of them are participating in the SOLO tournament, and there are currently only six teams in the 5V5 tournament.

This is normal. Most players can only manage to form two or three teams at most, and it's actually quite difficult to form a five-man team.

Fang Chusheng wasn't in a hurry; the registration deadline for both events was National Day, so there was still time.