Rekindling the Youthful Era

Chapter 782 Youyu: You still look quite energetic, don't you?
At 8 p.m. sharp, the plane landed smoothly on the airport runway in Yuhang City.

The jolt of landing woke Ying Chanxi from her deep sleep. She groggily opened her eyes and looked to her side, only to find that Yan Zhusheng, who had been sitting next to her, was now replaced by someone else.

This instantly snapped her back to reality. After opening her eyes wide, she realized it was Li Luo.

Then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Why did you sit here? When did you arrive?"

"When we were halfway there," Li Luo recalled briefly, then said, "I saw you were sleeping, so I didn't wake you up."

"You could have just woken me up," Ying Chanxi complained upon hearing this. "I only slept because I had nothing to do. Why didn't you tell me you were coming over?"

"It's probably because someone looks so cute when they sleep." Li Luo reached out and pinched Ying Chanxi's rosy cheek, chuckling, "I can't bear to wake you up."

"Hmph." Ying Chanxi was easily coaxed by Li Luo, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

After the plane came to a complete stop, Li Luo and the others took their luggage and were among the first to disembark. After picking up their suitcases at the luggage wheel, they went to the parking lot.

At this moment, Butler Liu was already waiting here in Li Luo's Audi A6, and Ying Zhicheng also drove over specifically to pick up Yuan Wanqing and take her home.

Seeing his daughter come over, greet him, and then turn around without hesitation to follow Li Luo into the Audi A6 he had personally given her, Ying Zhicheng silently gripped the steering wheel and snorted coldly in his heart.

After Yuan Wanqing put her suitcase in the trunk, she sat in the passenger seat, turned her head to look at Ying Zhicheng, and saw him staring intently at the car next to her, so she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Are you jealous?" Yuan Wanqing asked.

Am I really that naive?

"Someone is probably feeling a little jealous."

"Don't you have one?" Ying Zhicheng said irritably. "Wasn't Zhusheng in that car too?"

"Being a father and being a mother might feel different," Yuan Wanqing said calmly, leaning back in her chair. "I already talked to Li Luo about it on the plane today."

"What did we talk about?"

"It's about the three of them."

"How did he say?"

"He said he wouldn't let Xixi and Zhusheng down."

"...How could he even say something like that?" Ying Zhicheng couldn't help but grit his teeth. Just thinking about that scene made his fists itch, and he could hardly suppress the composure and demeanor that a general manager of a large company should have.

"That's better than having no guarantee at all."

You believe a man's verbal promises?

"You said you'd love me forever when we got our marriage certificate," Yuan Wanqing said, turning to him with a smile.

"...Can these be the same?"

"Alright, alright, don't worry about it anymore," Yuan Wanqing said helplessly. "What's done is done, so just relax. Aren't Li Luo's family and your family old friends? What do you have to worry about?"

“He gets all the benefits.” Ying Zhicheng clicked his tongue. “I’m only just realizing it now. You know, even though we’re working so hard, it feels like we’re just working for him.”

“Isn’t that right?” Yuan Wanqing said with a laugh. “My contract expires next year, and the studio will be directly affiliated with Chongran Culture.”

"That's something for the second half of next year." Ying Zhicheng took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and when he saw Yuan Wanqing glaring at him, he said, "Just a sniff, I won't smoke it."

After saying that, he pondered for a moment and then said, "Li Luo said that his novel, 'The Great Qian Night Patrol Division,' will be completed in the first half of next year."

"At that time, the film and television copyrights should be taken over by Tencent Video and jointly developed with Wenyue Group."

"If we can get Li Luo involved and help Huayue Film and Television get a ride, we might be able to work out the company's shares."

"If Reign Culture can also take a stake in Huayue Film and Television, then there won't be too many problems if your studio is signed under their company."

"If my contract expires, is there any problem with me signing with another company?" Yuan Wanqing asked, frowning.

“Huayue Film & Television has the right of first refusal to renew the contract,” Ying Zhicheng glanced at Yuan Wanqing and reminded her. “Of course, as long as Reign Culture offers a higher price, it will be fine.”

"Anyway, they're all on our side. At most, we'll just have to put up a fight. When the time comes, we'll get Li Luo to offer a high-priced contract that Huayue Film and Television can't afford, and then they naturally won't try to keep him."

"For example, if the profits are split 90/10, or the signing fee is 100 million, it's quite easy to dissuade people."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Wanqing immediately covered her mouth and chuckled, "That's certainly an option."

Anyway, the contract has been signed. As long as Yuan Wanqing doesn't sue Li Luo, it doesn't matter whether the contract is actually fulfilled or not.

"Next year, we'll get that kid to sign a high-priced contract, and we'll just say we don't need to actually fulfill it," Ying Zhicheng said with a sneer. "But if that kid dares to bully our daughter, then we'll have a lot to talk about."

"You're so mean," Yuan Wanqing said helplessly. "You're even trying to find something to use against someone?"

“If he treats Xixi and Zhusheng well, then there won’t be any problems,” Ying Zhicheng said with a smirk. “Then we’ll be family, and it won’t matter how outrageous the contract is.”

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore." Yuan Wanqing waved her hand and said, "Next year is still a long way off, let's go home first, Li Luo and the others have already left."

……

Butler Liu escorted Li Luo and the other two to Bihai Lanting.

After getting off the bus, Li Luo and the others dragged their suitcases and took the elevator back to room 1502, where they began to unpack.

Li Luo didn't need to do much; Ying Chanxi did most of the work.

Xu Youyu, who was typing away, heard the noise outside, opened the door, peeked out, and said with a smile, "You're back?"

"Senior, these are some local specialties I brought for you." When Ying Chanxi saw Xu Youyu, she took out some trinkets she had bought in Jingzhao City from her suitcase and handed them to Xu Youyu.

Xu Youyu smiled and accepted it, played with it for a while, thanked him, and then went back to writing.

Li Luo also went back to his room to write.

After asking her good older sister for help, Yan Zhusheng went into the piano room, while Ying Chanxi started packing the three of them.

She didn't find it troublesome, since she had nothing else to do after returning home anyway.

After packing their luggage, Ying Chanxi went into the kitchen again and cut some fruit for the three of them.

As Xu Youyu was typing, he saw Ying Chanxi walk in carrying a plate, and couldn't help but laugh and tease her, "Xixi, why don't you change into that little maid outfit? It looks especially good on you right now."

"Hmph." Ying Chanxi gave a slightly spoiled snort and put the plate on the table. "Why don't you wear it yourself, senior?"

“I don’t have your strong service spirit.” Xu Youyu picked up a grape and popped it into her mouth, then, as if remembering something, her eyes lit up, and she pulled Ying Chanxi aside and whispered, “But you did remind me, Li Luo’s birthday is next month, how about we…”

Li Luo, who was typing away, was unaware of what Xu Youyu and Ying Chanxi were plotting. Around 10 p.m., after he had finished typing, Ying Chanxi dragged him to take a shower.

Then Yan Zhusheng dragged him to wash a second time.

After the three of them had settled into bed, smelling delicious, Li Luo, with one arm around each of them and looking at the ceiling, felt her phone vibrate a few times.

He took it out and saw it was a message from Xu Youyu. [Xu Youyu]: Have you finished typing?

[Li Luo]: Shouldn't I be asking you that?

[Xu Youyu]: Come over here after you finish coding.

[Li Luo]: What is it?

[Xu Youyu]: Something more important than having women on both sides right now.

[Li Luo]: ...How did you know I was having two women on my left and one on my right?
[Xu Youyu]: Zhusheng told me.

Li Luo: "...?"

Upon seeing this message, Li Luo immediately turned to look at Yan Zhusheng, who was leaning against him on his left.

Yan Zhusheng also sensed Li Luo's presence, so she looked up and met his gaze, blinked her innocent big eyes, and tilted her head with a puzzled expression.

Li Luo leaned over and glanced at Yan Zhusheng's phone screen. Sure enough, she was chatting with Xu Youyu.

He turned to look at Ying Chanxi again and saw that she was watching videos. He sighed inwardly.

[Li Luo]: I'm here.

After sending a message to Xu Youyu, Li Luo got up and got out of bed.

Ying Chanxi initially thought he was going to the restroom, but seeing Li Luo walk towards the corridor outside, she asked in confusion, "Li Luo, where are you going?"

"Sister Yu is looking for me." Li Luo didn't lie, and after saying that, he walked towards Xu Youyu's room.

Upon hearing this, Ying Chanxi stopped interfering.

It seems she's completely desensitized to this kind of thing now.

In particular, Li Luo has this open and honest style; when he says he's going to see Xu Youyu, he means he's going to see Xu Youyu, and he doesn't hide it from her.

Ying Chanxi, on the other hand, did not have as much of a rebellious mentality.

Soon, Li Luo arrived at the door of Xu Youyu's bedroom.

Before he could even reach out to open the door, Xu Youyu inside had already heard the footsteps and opened the door ahead of time.

Then she put her hands on Li Luo's shoulders and pushed him into the bathroom in the corridor.

"I've already showered twice today..." Li Luo said helplessly as Xu Youyu pressed her against the shower wall.

"But you still look great, don't you?" Xu Youyu chuckled, pulling out a small plastic square from somewhere and holding it in her mouth to Li Luo's face. "You have no idea how much I've missed you after a week apart."

"Does it need a beating?"

"Yes, yes." Xu Youyu pressed herself against Li Luo, hugging him tightly. "I've been waiting for you to bully me."

Having said all that, Li Luo took a deep breath, turned on the shower, wet the two of them, and then pressed Xu Youyu against the wall.

……

More than half an hour later, Xu Youyu, her face flushed, was carried back to her bedroom by Li Luo.

The two lay down on the bed, and Li Luo held her for a short rest. Looking at Xu Youyu, who was limp in his arms, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "You can't even last two chapters. You're just as good as ever."

"Standing on tiptoe is tiring, you know?" Xu Youyu leaned lazily and tiredly against Li Luo's chest, drawing circles on his chest with her left hand, and said weakly, "Don't you even care about me?"

"You'd be better off exercising more," Li Luo reminded her. "You didn't go for your morning runs during our week in Jingzhao City, did you? You didn't only go six times a day, did you?"

"Shut up." Xu Youyu snorted, interrupting him. "Don't bring this up again, or don't blame me for turning my back on you."

“If you don’t finish running now, you’ll have to go for morning runs every day for ten days straight by the end of the semester,” Li Luo said helplessly. “It’s better to start now and run twice a week. You’ll finish in five weeks.”

"Ugh, this is so annoying! I didn't call you over here to talk about this." Xu Youyu waved his hand repeatedly to tell him to stop talking, then climbed onto Li Luo, sat up, and rummaged around on the bedside table.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for something, wait a moment."

"what is this?"

"You'll see when you read it," Xu Youyu said, taking two pieces of paper from the cabinet and handing them to Li Luo.

Li Luo took the paper, sat up slightly, glanced at it, and then couldn't help but chuckle.

What he was holding in his hand was the IOU written by Xu Youyu.

The names of the borrower and lender have been written down, along with their ID numbers.

Below are the reasons for the loan, the amount, the loan term, the interest agreement, and even the repayment method, all clearly stated.

"So formal?" Li Luo looked at Xu Youyu and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "My money is your money, why are you being so polite? Just give me your spare money later."

“That won’t do,” Xu Youyu said seriously. “We still need to write an IOU. We need to keep our public and private matters separate. Even close brothers keep their accounts clear.”

“This house is for my parents, so I have to pay for it myself. This 800,000 yuan is a loan from you, and you have to write an IOU.”

"Take a look and see if there are any problems. If there are no problems, then sign the document and put your fingerprint on it."

As he spoke, Xu Youyu even took out a plate of red inkpad specifically for pressing fingerprints, showing that he was quite well-prepared.

Seeing this, Li Luo knew that Xu Youyu was serious.

but……

He pursed his lips and couldn't help but recall that in his previous life, Xu Youyu had invested 800,000 yuan in him. Although there was a contract, it was actually signed very hastily.

They never pressured him to repay the loan afterward.

Thinking of this, Li Luo smiled, threw the paper aside, and said, "I can write an IOU, but I'm not satisfied with the one you wrote. I want to rewrite it."

"Huh?" Xu Youyu was taken aback. "Is 5% interest too low?"

“It is indeed a bit too little.” Li Luo chuckled, rolled off the bed, found a piece of white paper on Xu Youyu’s desk, picked up a pen and began to write.

Xu Youyu curiously leaned over to take a look, muttering as she looked, "You're not planning to lend me money at exorbitant interest rates, are you? I won't be able to pay it back even if I sell myself."

"That might be even more outrageous than this," Li Luo said, and the IOU was almost finished.

The preceding content was fairly normal, but when Xu Youyu saw the long list of things he had written about interest and repayment methods, she couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"...You call this interest?"

(End of this chapter)