Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 37 - 36 I Just Won’t Add Friends

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Chapter 37: Chapter 36 I Just Won’t Add Friends

Inside the white Land Rover, slightly tipsy Lin Lu lifted her cell phone to show Shen Qingning.

“Ningning, look at the WeChat nickname I set for Cheng Zhu,” Lin Lu said.

Shen Qingning looked down and saw the nickname: Mentor Cheng Zhu.

“When did you change it?” Shen Qingning said speechlessly, thinking it was quite childish.

“I did it while we were in the private room,” Lin Lu explained. “Remember how everyone started to drink a bit too much later on and did their own thing? I wanted to learn a unique skill from him, like how to… uh, just a little magic trick!”

She was hoping that next time, if she had a chance to play dice with Shen Qingning, she could use this skill to ply her with drinks, so she quickly corrected herself.

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“Magic?” Shen Qingning was puzzled.

“It’s not important!”

With just those four words, Shen Qingning’s sharp senses picked up: Oh ho! You two have a little secret now, eh?

“Anyway, as a price, he asked me to change the nickname and add a ‘Mentor’ prefix to show sincerity,” Lin Lu said. “Annoying, isn’t it?”

Shen Qingning was about to say “He’s pretty childish too,” when she saw Lin Lu had already started typing a message.

The voice actress girl narrated like a voice-over as she typed, “No way, I must make him add the prefix ‘Senior’ to my nickname! Humph!”

She was in high spirits, her face still wearing a smile, as if she was involved in the most impressive endeavor in the world.

The word “childish” got stuck in Shen Qingning’s throat.

Because she remembered that Lin Lu did sometimes act like a childish spirit, and Shen Qingning just happened to like that.

Meanwhile, Cheng Zhu, sitting in a taxi, soon received a WeChat message from Lin Lu.

She barged in with a question: “Are you hiding something from me?”

Cheng Zhu’s heart tightened: Could it be he was caught helping Shen Qingning drink?

No, that couldn’t be it. Their relationship hadn’t progressed to that point, and there was nothing to make a fuss about.

Cheng Zhu decided to play dead and didn’t reply.

From his understanding of Lin Lu, she wouldn’t be able to hold back and would spill the beans within minutes.

Sure enough, after just twenty seconds of no reply from Cheng Zhu, Lin Lu typed on her own: “Roar! You’re also going to study at the University of Science and Technology, and you didn’t tell me!”

Cheng Zhu couldn’t help but mutter to himself: “This little voice actress sure uses a lot of exclamation words when chatting. She wouldn’t be voicing her inner thoughts while typing, would she?”

Indeed, he had never actively told Shen Qingning and Lin Lu that he was their junior.

In his view, for some people, having an “identity” could indeed facilitate contact.

A junior is, after all, a decent identity to have.

But for Cheng Zhu, he felt that having an “identity” from the start could be restrictive.

Many of his actions would be limited by such an identity.

Thus, he felt there was no need to tell them from the beginning.

Of course, now that they knew, it didn’t matter. He guessed Jiang Wanzhou had told them.

Finally, he replied leisurely: “I wasn’t looking at my phone just now. This is what you wanted to ask about?”

“Yeah!” Lin Lu replied instantly and quickly typed: “No, you have to add ‘Senior’ to my nickname and then take a screenshot for me to see!”

Actually, creating a private nickname for each other between a man and a woman is a bit flirtatious.

But Cheng Zhu replied: “Why should I?”

If the other party succeeds too easily, that’s compliance. Sometimes, it’s good to have a bit of a struggle.

“Because I am indeed your senior,” Lin Lu replied swiftly with a WeChat message, including an emoticon to show her annoyance.

“You can’t just say that. Look, you’ve labeled me ‘Mentor,’ haven’t I fulfilled the duties of a mentor and taught you a thing or two?” Cheng Zhu teased in the message.

Lin Lu replied: “What’s so great about that? When school starts, your senior will take care of you!”

“Deal! Remember the boast you just made.” Cheng Zhu changed her WeChat nickname triumphantly and sent her the screenshot.

Sitting beside Lin Lu, Shen Qingning watched as a smile appeared on Lin Lu’s face, with her dimples deeply etched.

The voice actress girl even picked up her phone, showing Shen Qingning the nickname screenshot from Cheng Zhu, and voiced a sound effect for herself: “Ding-ding!”

“Stop showing off; we’re almost home,” said Shen Qingning indifferently.

She thought such antics were truly childish to the point of being laughable, but for some reason, a thought suddenly struck her.

—She didn’t have Cheng Zhu’s WeChat contact.

That night, Cheng Zhu, who had drunk a bit, slept deeply and soundly.

He wasn’t the type to go on a drunken rampage; even if he drank too much, he would just sleep soundly.

Upon waking up, he continued editing the QQ photos for Ye Zi that were almost like his private collection.

“Only the last two sets left, I’ll finish editing them this afternoon,” Cheng Zhu thought to himself.

When it was about two-thirty in the afternoon, Cheng Zhu nearly finished his work at hand.

He opened WeChat and sent the last two sets of seller’s show photos to Ye Zi.

After looking at them, Ye Zi said, “I like the last set the most.”

She was referring to the stepmother dress.

Of course, such dresses didn’t have such an outrageous name these days; it’s just that netizens were geniuses at naming things later on.

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To Ye Zi, the stepmother dress had the most charm out of all the products.

This woman felt that Cheng Zhu was mostly dealing with peers, and certainly, she couldn’t compare with those eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls in some aspects.

But the stepmother dress was different; high school graduates couldn’t emulate that vibe.

Only urban, mature women like herself could pull it off!

After chatting a bit more with Ye Zi, Cheng Zhu began to message Wang Anquan.

“Starting today, I’ll be working on ‘Direct Traffic’ for the store,” he said to Wang Anquan.

Wang Anquan, originally clueless about e-commerce, had been following Brother Zhu and brushed up on some knowledge and understood that ‘Direct Traffic’ meant spending money to promote products.

Of course, Cheng Zhu was planning to operate in the grey zones, which involved many tricks; he didn’t plan on teaching Wang Anquan all of that just yet.

Cheng Zhu had taken a moment to check out the store of Wang Wei, the glasses-wearing guy; the store name was what he himself had mentioned the night before.

Wang Wei had thought that Cheng Zhu, new to e-commerce, would be shocked by his store data!

Actually, Wang Wei’s store was somewhat in the stage of losing money to shout and climb the ranks, but that didn’t affect him from showing off.

Cheng Zhu just glanced and immediately thought to himself: “Just this?”

“How could he dare to share his store name publicly?” Cheng Zhu wondered.

If he were Wang Wei, he would never reveal the store name if asked, it was too embarrassing, let alone proactively sharing it himself.

Had it been in his past life, when such company people came to ask Cheng Zhu for advice, the meal would be set at a high price, and several bottles of Moutai would need to be prepared, with a humble toast at the table.

Upon receiving Cheng Zhu’s WeChat message, Wang Anquan replied immediately: “Brother Zhu, does this mean we’re going to have a surge in orders soon?”

“How could it be so exaggerated all of a sudden?” Cheng Zhu found it laughable but said, “However, we will gradually get busier.”

“It’s time to give a little shock with a small order to Guan Yun’s factory boss,” Cheng Zhu typed.

“Alright!” Wang Anquan was already raring to go.

He was like a brainwashed man, shouting the store’s internal slogan [Persistent Visit] in his heart,

—”Use the least fabric to earn the most money!”