I really don't want to be reborn.

"Chen Hansheng doesn't want you?"

Bian Shishi was surprised: "He doesn't look outstanding, and he looks naughty when he smiles. I thought Wang Zibo was your crush?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Rongyu felt very uncomfortable, after all, she recalled the memories with Chen Hansheng at that moment, but who the hell is Wang Zibo?

She didn't have time to feel bad, and said with a smile: "Zi Bo and I are just high school classmates, and the bond between us is still Chen Hansheng."

"So that's how it is."

Bian Shishi patted her head: "I saw Wang Zibo asked you out for dinner last time, and he looked quite honest, so I thought he was your type."

Xiao Yuer shook her head: "Zi Bo usually doesn't take the initiative to ask me out, and the two of us don't contact each other much."

Bian Shishi reacted: "That day, you actually knew that Chen Hansheng was there?"

"You have this feeling."

Xiao Yuer suddenly tilted his head and asked: "Shishi, Chen Hansheng is indeed a bad guy, but if Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo are chasing you at the same time, who will you choose?"

Bian Shishi thought about it seriously and spit out three words: "Chen Hansheng."

"Why?" Xiao Yuer asked.

Bian Shishi was a little embarrassed: "Maybe you think honest men are too boring. Boys who are a little bit bad are better at making girls happy."

"Better at making girls happy..."

Xiaoyuer immediately remembered the snowy day last year. He said he wanted to see a snowman during the day. Chen Hansheng built a snowman under the dormitory at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, reeking of alcohol. Shishi must be careful."

Xiaoyuer turned his head to look at the notebook and wiped his eyes imperceptibly.

"Chen Hansheng, I really wanted to marry you that night."

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Chen Hansheng didn't know that Xiaoyuer had taken over the formulation of the legal documents of Rocket 101. He felt that Bian Shishi was not a "family member" and the final result would definitely be a lie.

"Let's find a law firm in a few days."

Chen Hansheng thought to himself, and his cell phone suddenly rang. It was Zhang Weiyu calling.

"Boss Zheng has returned to the factory."

Zhang Weiyu's voice was muffled, probably because he was covering the microphone.

"When?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

"Just now, Wei Lei happened to see it when he was on duty at the door."

"Okay, thank you, call me if you have anything."

Zheng Guanti, the boss of the New Century Electronics Factory, often disappeared, but Chen Hansheng could grasp her movements, because Zhang Weiyu and his brother, one in logistics and the other in security, tip-offs were the most basic role.

"How can I persuade this woman to invest in the Rocket 101 campus express project? If not, I can borrow some money."

Chen Hansheng thought to himself.

Zheng Guanti is not very old, but from previous contacts, her beauty and good figure are only external conditions. She is very skillful in doing things and her reforms are also drastic.

In addition, probably because of the "fallen princess", Zheng Guanti herself has no airs. During the three days of isolation with her, Chen Hansheng established a special "revolutionary friendship".

Chen Hansheng pondered for a while, picked up the phone and dialed: "Mr. Zheng, where are you?"

"Oh, it's rare for a scumbag to call me. I'm in the United States. What's the matter?"

Zheng Guanti said with a smile.

Chen Hansheng curled his lips. Why didn't you say you were on the moon?

"Are you free to have dinner together tonight?" Chen Hansheng asked.

"No."

Zheng Guanti refused directly: "You asked me to have dinner, either for my money or for my person."

She continued to analyze leisurely: "In terms of money, the factory has always hired your collection and delivery team, and since we were quarantined together, the remuneration has not been reduced; in terms of people, I witnessed two such beautiful girls being sad for you at the same time."

"So, your evaluation of me is just two words, scumbag!"

There was a blowing sound on the phone, and it was estimated that Zheng Guanti was drinking coffee again.

"Mr. Zheng, the scumbag is about emotions. Putting this aside, we can still be friends."

Chen Hansheng didn't want to refute the setting of "scumbag", after all, Zheng Guanti saw it.

"Let's have a midnight snack tonight. You have been in Jiangling for so long, you probably haven't eaten at a roadside stall." Chen Hansheng suggested.

Zheng Guanti disagreed: "What's so delicious about street food? It's more comfortable to work."

"You don't understand. These folk foods are delicious. What you eat at street food is not food, but a feeling."

Chen Hansheng said on the phone: "I'll call some friends from school. Don't reveal your true identity. Just say you are a female graduate student. Let's order a few pots of thirteen-spice crayfish, open a bunch of iced snowflakes, walk out of the air-conditioned office, sit on the noisy street, and blow the electric fan mixed with hot air..."

"Gurgle"

Chen Hansheng was talking when he suddenly heard the sound of swallowing saliva on the phone, so he asked: "You haven't eaten yet?"

Zheng Guanti said "um": "Just got off the plane not long ago."

After she said this, Chen Hansheng talked more happily.

"You don't know that the thirteen-spice crayfish has extremely tender shrimp meat. Licking the shrimp roe flowing between your fingers, and then taking a sip of the soup, my god, it's slightly spicy and sweet, and then taking a big sip of beer, your heart is about to float..."

"Okay, what time in the evening."

Zheng Guanti admitted defeat.

Chen Hansheng replied with a smile: "Soon, I'll call a few people to go directly."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Hansheng was very proud.

No matter how awesome Zheng Guanti is, she is just a girl in her early twenties, and she was thrown to the mainland by the Zheng family. Even if she has money, she can't buy friends.

People have group attributes. If a person has been eating delicacies for too long, he probably won't refuse the feeling of eating street stalls with people of the same age.

? There is nothing in the world of martial arts that is indestructible, only "routines" are indestructible.

Zheng Guanti, get ready to take it down!

However, Chen Hansheng thought about the selection of the midnight snack for a while and found that the selection needed to meet several requirements.

First, someone who knows how to deal with things. Those who can't even fart after three sentences are not allowed, otherwise everyone will be embarrassed;

Second, someone who is interesting, preferably someone who is interesting in himself but doesn't know it, Jin Yangming is this type;

Third, someone who is a girl. Zheng Guanti is a woman and her personality cannot be too monotonous.

Chen Hansheng thought about it and actually called Shang Yanyan first.

"Let's have dinner together tonight?"

"Wow, this is the first time you've asked me out."

"Will you do me a favor?"

"Of course, I dare not."

Shang Yanyan laughed and said in a low voice: "I'll do whatever my father says."

"Okay, let's meet at Xiangmuxiang BBQ House in Dongshan at 7 o'clock in the evening."

Chen Hansheng was about to hang up the phone when Shang Yanyan suddenly called him: "Are there any other people?"

"There are a few friends. I'll call Chairman Chen later."

Shang Yanyan nodded. She just asked casually. She didn't care much about the identities of others. She only cared about another question.

"After eating barbecue, shall we go back to school?"

"Of course..."

Chen Hansheng reacted halfway through: "Do you want to go to a hotel with me?"

"Yeah~"

Shang Yanyan responded tenderly.

Chen Hansheng laughed loudly: "Not today, I'm not feeling well, maybe next time, hahaha."

Hearing the "beep beep" sound, Shang Yanyan snorted coldly: "Even if you're not feeling well, I'll make you fit!"

She threw off the quilt in the dormitory, walked off the bed with two straight long legs bare, opened the closet and talked to herself: "Which piece of clothing doesn't show much, but is very sexy?"