Chapter 42

Yu Huixin had only meant to show the client around the property and make some small talk, but the client instead found her advice simple, practical, and considerate. After viewing the house, they found nothing to complain about and simply signed the deal with Yu Huixin.

What was even more surprising was that there was more than one such client. In just two days over the weekend, Yu Huixin successfully closed three deals, her performance nearly catching up to the top salesperson!

At the same time, Yu Huixin experienced another kind of fulfillment as a working woman. So when Weng Shao asked what she wanted to do next, she somehow blurted out that she wanted to sell houses!

"Looking at it this way, Auntie is a sales genius after all." After thinking for a moment, Pei Xingze smiled and asked, "Did Auntie say whether she wants to stay at Lakeside Garden or transfer to Jinghai City?"

Yu Huixin had intended to work at Lakeside Garden for a while longer. Once the sales office was shut down, she would go to Jinghai and reunite with Weng Shao.

"But I'm worried about leaving her alone in Qingyuan City..." Weng Shao was even more worried that Yu Huixin was only finding an excuse to stay in Qingyuan City because she was afraid of burdening him.

Pei Xingze pondered for a moment, then smiled. "I think we should respect Auntie's wishes. We can let her work at Lakeside Garden for a while first. Didn't you want to buy a storefront near the school? We can buy the place first, renovate it, even get the shop set up, then use watching over the store as an excuse to bring Auntie over."

Weng Shao suddenly smiled. "What do you think about opening a real estate agency nearby?"

Pei Xingze could not help laughing. "Of course. With your abilities and connections, you definitely won't lack firsthand listings."

Not to mention anything else, just Pei Xingze's pack of friends eyeing him hungrily would be more than eager to latch on and seek cooperation.

Weng Shao immediately felt enlightened. "I'm hungry. Let's eat first."

The two found a famous hotpot restaurant in the university district.

It was early autumn, and mornings and evenings had already turned a little cool. Eating hotpot with the air conditioning on had therefore become an exceptionally comforting indulgence.

After thoroughly enjoying their hotpot, the two went to the driving school to practice.

President Pei, who made money by the bucketful every day, personally acted as Weng Shao's instructor, teaching him how to drive hand in hand. But as he taught, he discovered that Weng Shao's driving movements were actually more practiced than his own.

"You can drive?"

Weng Shao could hardly say that he had gotten his driver's license in his previous life, so he could only say in a humblebragging tone, "Isn't this something you learn just by looking?"

Pei Xingze: "..."

President Pei cast a resentful glance at the utterly unromantic Weng Shao.

This guy always acted like he wanted to get close to him, but the moment he got the chance, he started showing off instead!

Weng Shao clearly had no idea what Pei Xingze was grumbling about internally. After all, muscle memory was not something ordinary people could overcome. He was not a professional actor; he could not go against his own physical instincts.

Just as he could not control himself and love Pei Xingze even a little less.

That night, Weng Shao and Pei Xingze still stayed at Hanlin Academy.

Weng Shao had already agreed to renovate the place, but he felt there was no need to make a huge fuss over it. They only needed to replace the wallpaper and furniture with lighter-colored ones. The curtains, sheets, and bedding all needed to be replaced as well.

At that rate, it would be finished in half a month.

Just in time for Weng Shao's military training.

"Our classmate Weng Shao is truly such a planner." Pei Xingze lay on the sofa and applauded Weng Shao.

"That way, we won't have to live apart for long." Weng Shao sat in another armchair, clattering away at the keyboard as he spoke.

Pei Xingze sat up curiously. "What are you writing?"

"A post."

Pei Xingze walked around behind Weng Shao and saw a conspicuous title displayed on the computer screen: [Not All Parents Love Their Children]

The post had only been up for a little over an hour, yet there were already many replies beneath it.

"I completely relate to the original poster! Don't assume all parents unconditionally love their children. At least mine don't."

Under the related replies, quite a few netizens who had suffered the same kind of harm stepped forward, using their own experiences to prove that the saying "there are no bad parents in the world" was the greatest lie of all, because some parents really did ruin their children's lives.

"My family is from the countryside, the kind of remote mountain village most of you have probably never even heard of. Before I got into university, not a single person in our entire village had ever gone to college. Generation after generation, everyone farmed with their faces to the soil and their backs to the sky. I got into a 985 university in Xinhai City through the college entrance exam, but my parents tore up my admission letter. When I asked why, they said they were afraid that once I went to university, I would stop taking care of them. I only found out about it many years later."

"I never even went to high school. My parents said studying was useless. After junior high, they made me go out and work to earn money. Now I tighten screws in a factory and make only eight hundred yuan a month. Actually, I did pretty well in junior high. I was fully capable of going to high school."

"I stopped studying right after junior high too. My parents wanted me to get married, so they could use the bride price to find a wife for my brother. I secretly ran away when they weren't paying attention."

"..."

After posting, Weng Shao did not concern himself with what happened next. He let the netizens discuss and spread it as they pleased.

Pei Xingze knew that Weng Shao was surely digging another pit for Weng Yingjie.

Weng Shao admitted it openly. "I really don't understand why they're so obsessed with manipulating public opinion to attack me."

It was not that Weng Shao looked down on the Weng family. It was just that their little tricks were utterly insignificant before someone like him, who had lived through the internet's explosive growth.

Still, Weng Shao was happy to use such small skirmishes to maintain his popularity.

Because in this era, no one understood traffic monetization better than he did.

The next day was the military training physical examination. Jinghai University's freshmen military training was surprisingly not held on campus, but in the neighboring province.

The last time Weng Shao had undergone military training was in his previous life. He did not think the training intensity was all that high; he just hated that phones and computers were forbidden during military training. After so many years, he had not experienced closed management in a long time.

Fortunately, the closed military training only lasted half a month.

Half a month later, Weng Shao, now a shade darker, returned to Jinghai City with the main group of freshmen. That evening, when he got home, Pei Xingze handed him three sets of documents.

Weng Shao: "?"

Pei Xingze said, "Didn't we say before that we wanted to buy a storefront? I had Assistant Meng send someone to conduct market research. These three properties should all meet your needs."

Weng Shao had not expected Pei Xingze to take a casual mention so seriously. He looked at the detailed research reports, which included photos the staff had taken of the storefronts and interiors. The properties ranged from 190 to 500 square meters, with prices from two million to five million yuan. All of them were within Weng Shao's means.

"Tomorrow, we'll find time to take a look. If you aren't satisfied, I'll have them keep looking. If you want to apply for a loan, just give the relevant documents to Assistant Meng." Pei Xingze took responsibility for everything, not treating this minor matter as anything important.

Weng Shao was a little touched. He could have spent money to hire someone to handle such a small matter himself. But paying someone to do it and having someone voluntarily do it for him were two entirely different things.

Not to mention that this "someone" was Weng Shao's most cherished lover.

Moved, Weng Shao wanted to screw over the Weng family again as repayment for Pei Xingze.

Leisurely taking out his laptop, he opened the forum. Just as he was about to see where the bullet he had fired had flown, he was shocked to discover that the post he had written earlier was gone!

Weng Shao blinked, then unwillingly clicked into the backend and refreshed it over and over. It really was gone.

Not only was his post gone, all the comments beneath it were gone too. They had been deleted without a trace, as if he had never written that post at all.

Weng Shao was so amused that he laughed. He directly contacted the forum administrators. At first, they refused to admit it, but after Weng Shao pressed them, they could only stammer that the Weng Group legal team had contacted them and demanded that they delete the post.

[We don't dare offend a giant like Weng Group either...]

Looking at the reply, Weng Shao laughed in anger.

He had not expected that, twenty years ago when the internet had only just emerged, the Weng family had already taught themselves the ultimate method of controlling online public opinion.

Weng Shao checked several other forums and message boards, only to find that the Weng family had deleted everything quite thoroughly. Not a trace of related public discussion had leaked out.

Should he create a new social media platform himself?

Weng Shao slapped the keyboard and asked Pei Xingze, "Old Pei, do you want the bid figures?"

Pei Xingze: "?"

As he spoke, Weng Shao had already opened Weng Group's financial reports.

In his previous life, Weng Shao had only managed to enter Weng Group after graduating from university. He had started from the bottom and worked his way up to the decision-making level. In the end, with Pei Xingze's help, he had even completely acquired Weng Group. No one knew Weng Group's development over the following decades better than he did.

Even in this life, with Weng Shao's interference, the sales of Weng Group's developments were far worse than in his previous life, and Weng Group did not have as much capital as before. Yet Weng Shao could still use the currently disclosed financial reports to accurately calculate Weng Group's bids for several upcoming major tenders!

He had originally only wanted to have a little fun with the Weng family. Since they refused to cooperate, then he would go all out!

Author's Note: Please consider bookmarking my upcoming novel, <Eighteen-Year-Old Talent Show Contestant Accidentally Binds to the Veteran Actor Comeback System>, if you're interested.

The eighteen-year-old male lead stood on the talent show stage when he suddenly heard a ding by his ear.

[Now past fifty, you have faded from the entertainment industry and retired, becoming an internet celebrity who livestreams product sales. Watching a fan-edited video titled The Uncles Were Once Peerlessly Dashing, you cannot help feeling wistful, lamenting how quickly youth passes and how time makes people old.

A thought suddenly occurs to you. You decide to return to acting and become a true veteran actor. The Veteran Actor Comeback System has officially activated.]

The male lead, who had just turned eighteen: ???

Wait, who's over fifty? This young man is only eighteen! And I'm participating in a talent show—I only want to be an idol! I never wanted to act!!