Chapter 387: Chapter 310: Fallen! Fallen! Fallen!

Chen Jieyu’s cheeks were flushed, and she felt slightly feverish as she sat in the passenger seat of the Land Rover.

She now thought that Cheng Zhu, this bad student, just liked to do embarrassing things in places that made her feel embarrassed.

But, combined with his phrase, “Don’t reminisce about the past; you have me now,” and then, at the moment when the lights in the stairway went out, the instant he kissed her, she fell for it, she was intoxicated.

She actively responded to him, going along with him.

To the extent that she forgot herself, and the lights in the stairwell lit up again.

Flickering on and off, repeatedly.

At that time, the song “Half” had not yet come out; otherwise, the situation would perfectly match a line of the lyrics:

“My heart borrowed your light whether it’s bright or dark.”

Although the temperature in Hang City had warmed up today, it still felt piercingly cold at night.

But on the cold stairs, she didn’t feel the biting chill at all.

She only knew that the man in front of her had noticed the subtle changes in her mood; she knew that he saw right through her, knowing she was caught up in memories of the past.

Under his words and kisses, all the negative emotions were swept away.

Even as they went downstairs afterward, he was holding her hand.

Yes, a person to share secrets with had become a secret.

Their intimate moments had to be prefixed with “sneakily.”

But when no one is around, being like this is already very, very good.

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Now, inside the car.

Cheng Zhu turned his head to look at Chen Jieyu and asked, “Are you cold? Do you want me to turn on the seat heater?”

“No need, I’m not cold,” Chen Jieyu shook her head.

How could she be cold? She still felt a bit feverish.

“Dean Zhang said he’ll think about it, so this matter is probably settled, right?” Cheng Zhu asked.

“Yes, I even feel like Dean Zhang already has someone in mind,” she said, analyzing based on her understanding of Dean Zhang.

“Oh? Is that so? That’s good news,” Cheng Zhu smiled.

Chen Jieyu, looking at the cheerful Cheng Zhu, curiously asked, “Did you donate an extra 6,000-plus yuan just to prepare for today?”

“Nonsense! Even if Lord Taishang came, it was because I was inspired by Dean Zhang! I’m learning from his eldership!” Cheng Zhu immediately frowned in rebuke.

The counselor understood from his reaction; alright, this person did it all for this moment!

“You’re so young yet so scheming,” she thought to herself.

However, people are such interesting creatures. If you dislike someone, you think: This person is devious!

If you like them, then they are wise, capable, and bold.

She looked at Cheng Zhu, and couldn’t help but reflect on the second thing he did: “Your implementation of topping up the meal cards was very good.”

“Hey, now you’re talking to me with a bit of a counselor’s tone, even starting to evaluate what I do?” Cheng Zhu turned his body and teased her with a smile.

This made Chen Jieyu’s somewhat serious face freeze, and she didn’t know where to go with the conversation.

“It’s okay, keep talking. I quite like your tone,” Cheng Zhu smiled.

Chen Jieyu’s eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses couldn’t help glaring at him slightly.

–Very good, that’s the serious teacher’s demeanor!

–Keep it up!

The counselor sighed softly, knowing she couldn’t do anything about him, and continued, “Dean Zhang likes people who are flexible, have ideas, and are capable. He thinks this era needs continuous innovation and creativity.”

“But my teacher is different; she likes people who are steady and reliable.”

“You did very well in implementing the meal card topping up. Have you really made contact with students in need?” Chen Jieyu was curious.

“Because the phenomenon of ‘Why don’t people eat meat porridge’ still exists today, many people can’t imagine the real purchasing power of the truly impoverished,” she added.

Cheng Zhu of course had not researched it; he had only read about it in news from his previous life.

Before he was reborn, many universities did this, secretly adding money to meal cards, and he just followed their standards.

Those schools had specially studied this, collecting a lot of data, and coming up with these standards through meetings, definitely valuable.

Based on our own spending, considering things such as cafeteria prices and purchasing power, these are all too idealistic because we don’t understand what life is like for the truly impoverished.

But so many universities, years later when prices are higher, will still implement this, and the standards given are all within a certain range, so there must be reason behind it.

As the Reborn, of course, I just have to follow suit.

In fact, he simply followed the model of the University of Science and Technology of China, almost copying it directly, with just minor modifications.

But at the moment, he said to Chen Jieyu, “That’s just how I do things: steady, reliable, focusing on the actual situation, not the slightest bit idealistic.”

Oh, how could charitable deeds be called copying!

In fact, Cheng Zhu really was doing this discreetly.

He didn’t publicize it; even when campus journalists wanted to interview him, he refused.

In practice, he encountered those staff who just muddled through their workdays, asking them to collect meal card data and then top up cards for students who met the criteria, and they found it troublesome.

So complicated, you’re just increasing my workload!

To implement this, Cheng Zhu exerted some effort.

Chen Jieyu nodded slightly, then smiled: “Actually, if my teacher has a good impression of you, then this matter is pretty much settled.”

“It’s only half settled, though. Dean Zhang is willing to use his connections and resources, but people have to be willing to follow me,” Cheng Zhu smiled.

Cheng Zhu was too young and lacked background and standing in the internet circle, all of which could become constraints.

Luckily, he was genuinely wealthy and only getting wealthier.

Of course, Dean Zhang might consider this, and if he’s really invested, he’ll probably help Cheng Zhu with initial screening.

“Cheng Zhu, do you really think making short videos is the next big trend online?” Chen Jieyu asked.

“No, not the next big trend, but the one after the next,” Cheng Zhu replied.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s simple. Those kinds of trends are huge. The next one, I’m already too late to enter. Or it’s not that I’m too late, but even if I tried, it would cost a fortune.”

The next couple of years won’t belong to short videos.

The era of short videos dominating is still a long way off.

But Cheng Zhu must enter the market now, accumulate strength, and then wait for the right time to strike.

Take the upcoming booming live-streaming market, for example. The burning money wars of the big live-streaming platforms are nearly upon us.

It’s more about preparing early for the trend after the next one.

So, he was actually still going to focus more on the tea shop.

Chen Jieyu pondered his words. She wasn’t sure if what he said was right or wrong.

But through his words, she could infer something.

“Cheng Zhu doesn’t just want to enter the market for a slice of the pie.”

“If he just wanted to nibble a small piece of the big cake, he wouldn’t say things like that.”

“Does he want to be… the industry leader?” Chen Jieyu wondered.

At the moment, Cheng Zhu began driving, preparing to take the counselor home.

The car parked in the staff residence parking area, and he looked to Chen Jieyu who was unbuckling her seat belt in the front seat and said, “Hmm? Aren’t you going to invite me up?”

Chen Jieyu turned to look at him, blame evident in her eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses.

Inviting you upstairs, could it really just be for a sit-down?

An entire evening of being frantically tossed around.

The weather’s so cold now; washing the bedsheets is such a hassle.

There was no dryer in her dormitory.

But that intensely atmospheric stairwell kiss did indeed tempt her.

And she was well aware that the man in front of her was very greedy; he never knew the meaning of moderation.

“I, I’m on my period,” she said, her eyes lowered and her voice light.

Hearing this, Cheng Zhu first looked stunned, and then a smile appeared, thinking to himself, “So it’s her physical condition that won’t allow it.”

But what he voiced was, “Why do you make it sound like every time I go to your place, it’s just for that? How can you see me like that?”

“Isn’t that the case?” She was genuinely annoyed when she said this.

She wasn’t unwilling to do those things with Cheng Zhu.

But this bad guy just likes doing it in places like the staff residence! Right under the floors of her friends from the school!

“Well, if that’s what you think, fine then, I’ll head back too,” Cheng Zhu said laughing.

Chen Jieyu gave him a look and eventually just nodded, bidding him farewell and leaving the car, disappearing into the night.

Cheng Zhu watched her leave, not driving back to the dorm or Xinhang Apartment but instead sat in the car fiddling with his phone.

Upstairs, Chen Jieyu felt a bit down as she looked at her empty apartment.

“On the surface, he won’t admit it, but every time, it’s just for those things,” she thought.

She actually felt keen to spend time with Cheng Zhu today, just to cuddle up and watch TV, chat, or even just daydream together.

Women are like this, often seeking emotional value from their partners.

As she sat on her home sofa, time passed before she finally checked her phone.

“Whether he’s going back to the dorm or to the apartment, he should have arrived by now,” Chen Jieyu thought.

Usually, Cheng Zhu would send her a message on WeChat upon arriving.

“Did the last few words in the car make him a bit unhappy?” She felt a mix of concern and uncertainty.

In the end, it was her, the one who had helped Cheng Zhu greatly today, who picked up her phone and initiated, “Have you arrived?”

“Go back to your bedroom and look down from the bedroom window,” Cheng Zhu replied.

Chen Jieyu walked into her room and looked down. From this angle, she could see the parking lot behind.

In the parking lot, only the black Land Rover’s lights were still on.

“He didn’t leave!” Chen Jieyu’s eyes sparkled behind the gold-rimmed glasses: “Has he just been sitting in the car all this time?”

The next second, her phone vibrated with a new WeChat message.

“I actually wanted to stay with you a bit longer, but a certain someone wouldn’t allow it,” he typed.

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