Rebirth's New Playbook: Compound Interest + Lean Muscle + Yellow Hair

Everyone immediately turned to look at Zhou Yuwen.

Having just been reborn, Zhou Yuwen had no idea how much money he had on him. Normally, he would never carry a large amount of cash while he was at school, but he instinctively rummaged through his backpack anyway.

To his surprise, he actually pulled out a stack of red banknotes.

Everyone's eyes went wide at the sight.

A stack of red banknotes?

At a rough count, there had to be close to two thousand yuan.

As mentioned earlier, most of Zhou Yuwen's classmates in high school were poor. Of course, even poor places had rich people.

The problem was that the rich students in Zhou Yuwen's class had all been assigned to the arts and sports classes when the classes were reshuffled in their second year.

Most of those left came from working-class families, with average wages of three or four thousand yuan.

And Zhou Yuwen, a high school student, had two thousand yuan sitting in his backpack?

Was he crazy?

Only then did Zhou Yuwen remember. Oh, the money was for a phone.

The Gionee 305 he'd been using was terrible. Once he finally received his writing fees, he had withdrawn two thousand yuan from his bank account, planning to buy the newly released Meizu 2.0.

Thankfully, he had been reborn. He would never buy another Meizu.

It wasn't that Meizu was bad, but it was just too hard to use. The slightest knock to the screen would make the whole thing unusable, and replacing it cost two hundred yuan.

After buying his Meizu, Zhou Yuwen had replaced the screen four or five times in a row, losing a whopping eight hundred yuan!

Zhou Yuwen pulled four hundred yuan from the stack of red banknotes, then took another twenty from his pocket and stuffed the total of 420 yuan into Chen Rongrong's hand.

He had to admit, Chen Rongrong's melons really were big. Even handing her the money like that, he had almost brushed against them.

Only then did Chen Rongrong come to her senses. She pointed at herself in disbelief, then asked in delight, "F-for me?"

"Of course I'm not giving it to you. Why would I?" Zhou Yuwen was speechless. He might not be short of money, but he wasn't that much of a sucker.

"Oh, oh, oh! That came out wrong!"

Chen Rongrong blushed and laughed awkwardly. "I mean, you're lending it to me?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yuwen nodded.

"Thank you, thank you! I'll definitely pay you back next week!" Chen Rongrong beamed. She really was pretty, and she looked good when she smiled, with a touch of natural ditziness about her.

She hurriedly handed the money to Sun Yue.

Sun Yue said nothing, only glancing at Zhou Yuwen in surprise.

The surprise gave way to a hint of speechlessness.

Zhou Yuwen couldn't even tell what she meant, but he didn't dwell on it. He had two thousand yuan altogether, and after handing over four hundred, he had sixteen hundred left.

If he stayed in the classroom, his classmates would surely keep bothering him.

With less than a month left before the college entrance exam, half the students in the back two rows hadn't shown up.

The teachers no longer cared whether students attended class. They could come or not as they pleased.

There was no need for Zhou Yuwen to waste his time in the classroom either.

"Hey! Where are you going?"

Seeing Zhou Yuwen about to leave the classroom, Chen Rongrong hurriedly called out to him.

Zhou Yuwen said he had something to do and left the classroom.

"Show-off!" Shen Ding watched Zhou Yuwen's departing figure with a resentful look.

A few girls nearby couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling when they heard that.

But come to think of it, how was Zhou Yuwen so rich?

Yeah, that stack of his had to be at least two or three thousand yuan!

He definitely liked Chen Rongrong.

Wasn't that obvious?

Hey, but now that they mentioned it, they had never noticed before: Zhou Yuwen was pretty good-looking.

The girls chatted among themselves, not loudly, but Chen Rongrong could definitely hear them. She was happy inside; she wished every boy in the whole grade liked her and her alone.

Zhou Yuwen paid no attention to who the school beauties and school hunks were, but the boys and girls talked about them in private.

Chen Rongrong was the sort who, upon hearing a close friend say, "That boy is so handsome, I like him so much!"

would give the boy a few extra smiles, making him mistakenly think she liked him. Then, when the boy made a move on her,

she would say to her friend with an embarrassed look, "Ah, I didn't expect it to be me he liked!"

"But don't be sad. I already told him he was the person my best friend liked, and there was no way I'd steal him away from you!" Chen Rongrong would tell her friend with an air of generosity, as if she had done some great good deed.

What she especially loved to hear was her friends saying, "Oh, Rongrong is so pretty. It feels like every boy in school likes her."

At times like that, Chen Rongrong would smile innocently. "Oh, not really!"

Just like now, their classmates were already saying that Zhou Yuwen had a crush on her.

Yet she put on a shy look and said, "Don't make things up. Zhou Yuwen just wanted to help. How can you say that?"

After leaving school, Zhou Yuwen went straight to the bank, took out his bank card, and checked his balance.

Current balance: 143,862.00 yuan.

Not bad. In all his rebirths, he had never gone into battle with such deep pockets.

In his previous life, although he had been capable of making money, his unhappy family of origin had left him knowing only how to save it, not spend it. By thirty, he had saved a fortune of a million yuan, only for inflation to hit, and taking a wife cost 388,000 yuan!

In this life, he had to make the most of everything, spend the least money, and pick up the prettiest girls!

Times had changed, and rebirth needed a software update too.

The old rebirth formula was starting a business plus picking up the school beauty.

Now the new version was:

Compound interest, lean muscle, and yellow hair.

The idea behind compound-interest thinking was not to focus on starting a business, getting a job, or using your body to make money, but to generate income as much as possible without wearing your body out.

Of course, ordinary people definitely couldn't play it this way, because building up their initial capital was bound to cost them time, energy, and physical effort.

But Zhou Yuwen was different. As a reborn person, he could put that knowledge into practice.

His initial capital was nearly 150,000 yuan.

If he didn't go all in on stocks now, Zhou Yuwen's rebirth would have been for nothing.

As for lean muscle,

at its core, it meant focusing on himself: working out and improving himself, not just improving his skills but also developing hobbies, such as learning guitar, English, even auto repair and photography, and finding more interesting things to do.

And yellow hair.

That was about adopting the yellow-hair spirit in his thinking.

Don't have too much empathy. Quite a few men paid so much attention to their partner's emotional changes in a relationship that they neglected themselves, which was obviously wrong. They should learn from yellow hair: both parties were willing beforehand, and afterward they parted ways cleanly.

No matter how deeply they had loved each other before, once they separated, neither owed the other anything.

Having lived to thirty before being reborn, Zhou Yuwen understood that neither money nor women were the most important thing. Time was!

A thirty-year-old middle-aged man who spent every day loafing around waiting to die was suddenly reborn at eighteen.

That was a blessing from heaven!

How could he possibly waste time?

In his previous life, he had crossed the river by feeling for the stones, afraid to spend money.

In this life, Zhou Yuwen would be different.