Rebirth after the college entrance examination

Chapter 178 A Rich Girl Waves Her Hand, a Beauty Lightly

Xia An drank too much again, and the atmosphere became increasingly lively. Shy Girl and Brilliant Girl sang a few more songs, which sounded quite nice even though they were slurred in the background.

At some unknown time, the lights dimmed and upbeat music started playing. A dozen or so girls in flowing white dresses began to dance. Their sheer white dresses, backlit by the large screen, created a clear contrast between light and shadow, revealing their curvaceous figures, almost transparent.

Xia An slumped on the sofa, feeling as if he were in a fairyland, with a fairy slowly approaching, nuzzling against him, lifting her skirt, and taking his hand inside...

Liu Fei and Xia An both went to the bathroom to vomit.

The journey to the suburbs was arranged by the Geely manager, who provided two drivers.

When they arrived, Xia An was slightly more sober, while Liu Fei was completely drunk and unconscious, and was carried into the villa's bedroom by two people.

The three-story resort villa has twelve luxurious guest rooms and is not open to the public.

After getting drunk, Xie Wanqing completely changed, becoming as unrestrained as Jin Xiangyu from Dragon Inn. Pointing at the shy girl, she said to Xia An, "This one is too boring, she's yours. I like this one, she'll keep me company tonight." With that, she dragged the resentful and reluctant Canlan girl to rest.

Lesbian? Xia An and the shy girl were speechless.

They exchanged a glance, and the pretty, shy girl lowered her head. "I'll take a shower first," she said, and went into the house first.

The bathroom is completely open and unobstructed. Under the light, a beautiful woman stands out, and water flows in several arcs before meandering down.

It's a great place to learn a foreign language. Sitting outside, rubbing her head, Xia An had a vague feeling all evening that she'd forgotten something. She couldn't recall anything from the two previous disturbances, but now, with the sudden quiet, a flash of inspiration struck her…

Um, I had an appointment with someone tomorrow morning...

Looking at the time, it was 1:30 a.m., so Zhang Tiancheng definitely wasn't asleep.

Xia An called him and told him to come to her house to pick up the car first thing tomorrow morning, and then sent him Zhou Yitong's phone number.

"Call her first thing tomorrow morning and ask if she's willing to come over. If she is, bring her along. If not, you can come pick me up yourself."

Just as I hung up the phone, the shy girl came out, wrapped in a bath towel and barefoot.

There was a large bed in the room, and Xia An felt a little uncomfortable. "I'll go take a shower too. You lie down first."

When he came out, the girl was lying under the covers with her head covered. As he approached, she trembled slightly. When the corner of the covers was lifted, the trembling intensified.

The shy girl revealed her face, biting her lip as she stretched out a white arm, her small fist open, revealing a Jissbon spaghetti in her palm.

Xia An took it and tossed it onto the bedside table.

Seeing this, the shy girl's eyes widened in fright, and she mustered up her courage to say, "It's my first time, you have to take care of me."

Xia An moved the pillow to the side of the bed, covered herself with the blanket and lay down. "I have a headache, you can sleep soundly."

The shy girl blinked, her surprised expression disappearing into the darkness as Xia An turned off the desk lamp.

The room was well-heated, so it wasn't cold even though it was completely naked.

There was no movement in the darkness for a long time. Xia An kept her eyes open, unable to close them. If she did, the world would spin around her. She turned over slightly a few times.

The shy girl suddenly said, "If you don't touch me, will he ask for the money he gave me back tomorrow?"

"No." Xia An held back her laughter.

Hearing the girl visibly relax, he said, "It's all just an act, don't panic. If I wasn't worried that you might get scolded tomorrow, I wouldn't have come into this room."

The girl thought for a while before she understood and softly hummed in agreement.

"Thank you."

"Go to sleep."

Ten minutes later, Xia An felt the girl tiptoe from under the covers to the foot of the bed. He squinted and saw her put on her underwear in the dim light, then tiptoe onto the bed and burrow back under the covers.

The large quilt had no obstruction in the middle, and both of them could feel the warmth from each other's bodies. Xia An didn't think anything of it; she was just a little girl warming the bed.

But the girl lay there trembling with fear, not daring to move. Even the slightest movement from Xia An would make her tense up.

Xia An could clearly feel that faint tremor from the soft mattress.

"You seem very nervous. There's no need for that. You're inexperienced. Men who drink so much alcohol have trouble getting an erection."

He lied; he's been holding it in all along.

The shy girl blushed and hummed in agreement.

Xia An said, "Relax, or you won't be able to sleep. Do you have class tomorrow?"

"No."

What's your major?

"painting."

"That's impressive." But it must be expensive, Xia An thought.

The shy girl seemed to guess his thoughts and weakly explained, "When I was little, I didn't like to talk, so I would draw in the room. My grandparents supported me. Later, I didn't do well in school and wanted to go to university, so I could only pursue my artistic talents."

"Your skills are amazing; you could get into one of the top art academies."

"You're okay with color and sketching, but not with quick sketching. I know you're an art student too."

Xia An felt that she wasn't a particularly introverted girl, but she was somewhat naive. He said, "I originally planned to learn to dance, but I thought it was too tiring. Painting is the easiest thing to do."

"You sing very well, why don't you study vocal music?" In the darkness, out of curiosity, the girl started to talk to him.

“Learning musical instruments or finding a famous teacher to practice singing is even more expensive, and my family didn’t have that kind of money before.”

The girl was quiet for a moment, then murmured, "When I was five, my mother jumped off a building. Before she jumped, she hugged me and said that the thing she regretted most in her life was settling for a marriage because of me. My father gambled away all his money, committed robbery, and seriously injured someone. He is currently in prison."

“I don’t look down on you,” Xia An said.

Everyone has their own abyss, and fate has never spared anyone.

The girl said, "Can you teach me how to make money?" Then, as if afraid that Xia An would tease her, she quickly added, "Besides this kind."

"Open a Taobao store to sell paintings."

"I thought about it, but my teacher said my painting was too gloomy."

Xia An turned around and lay flat on his back. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the girl about half a meter away from him, seemingly peeking out at him from the side.

"Many people like to hang their copies of landscape paintings at home. You can also contact workshops to do the framing and earn money from both ends. If you think it's too slow, you can find more students who want to work part-time to do it together, and you can be the middleman."

After a moment of processing, the girl said, "I understand, thank you. You're so smart to have thought of that."

"It's a different perspective. I also hate the feeling of not having money, so I think about it more often."

"Ah."

The girl fell silent, clumsily making plans in her mind.

Many girls from the school come out... to earn money in this way. They dress well, eat well, use brand-name cosmetics, carry expensive bags, and ride in very nice cars after school.

She never dreamed of that kind of life; being able to pay tuition and have enough to eat was enough for her.

Tonight, eight thousand.

The first time she entered a bar, she noticed the prices of the drinks. One table of drinks could cost her enough to sleep with someone for a week.

A different perspective...

"The book says that there is no truth in the world, only perspectives. Is that what it means?" she asked Xia An.

"Oh?"

Xia An turned her head in surprise, meeting the faint light in her eyes.

After a long pause, he said, "Don't take it too literally. A sheep spends its whole life fearing a wolf, only to end up being eaten by the shepherd. That's the unspoken rule, and the truth of the world."

The girl thought for a moment and said, "I don't understand."

Xia An lay on his side, facing her, and said, "It's a good thing you don't understand. Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, dating costs money."

"Boys spend money, what are you afraid of?"

The girl blinked. "How can I always spend other people's money?"

Xia An smiled. "Where are you from?"

The girl mentioned a place name; it was a small county in the northernmost part of Donghai Province.

"My grandma hopes I can stay in the provincial capital after graduation. She says there are opportunities for development here, but why do I feel that it's not as prosperous as everyone says?"

Xia An thought for a moment and said, "When you earn five thousand a month, Dongshan is Dongshan. There are always crowded subways and buses, and endless spicy hot pot and xiaolongbao to eat."

When you earn 50,000 yuan a month, Dongshan is a bustling and fashionable provincial capital with a lively nightlife and endless shopping malls.

When you earn 500,000 a month, Dongshan is the heart of Northeast China, a place of extravagance and dazzling prosperity.

The city has remained unchanged; what has changed are the people.

The girl remained silent for a long time.

Xia An said, "Don't think about how beautiful the flowers are when people come to Luoyang, but I came at the wrong time. Girl, don't worry, it's not time yet."

The girl said, "Mmm."

"What's your name?" "Jin Xiaoxiao."

"Then smile more and go to sleep."

After chatting and relaxing, Jin Xiaoxiao quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep, her breathing even.
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The next day.

Zhou Yitong got up very early.

Makeup, light makeup.

She took out several more outfits from the closet and spread them on the bed, pondering which one would be appropriate to wear to see Mr. Xia…

In the end, I opted for a formal suit, paired with a cashmere coat.

Before I even left the house, I received a call from an unknown number.

"Hello, is this Ms. Zhou? Mr. Xia is my boss, he asked me to..."

Zhou Yitong was taken aback. The address had changed? To the outskirts? This…

Zhang Tiancheng was also puzzled. When did the boss change locations again? A racetrack in the suburbs?

And who is this girl who sounds so young?
Wow, the lives of the rich are truly amazing…

When Zhang Tiancheng finally saw Miss Zhou waiting by the roadside in an old residential area, he came up with an adjective—lewd!
That's right, it's this Land Rover. Zhou Yitong saw Xia An drive it twice at the sales office, and even earlier, at the bank, it was a Bentley.

During their casual conversation, Zhang Tiancheng described Xia An as a promising young man, a entrepreneurial genius who thinks five steps ahead for every one he takes, and an outstanding college student who is incredibly talented and handsome.

Zhang Tiancheng has mastered the art of helping his boss brag in front of girls.

This further solidified Zhou Yitong's image of Xia in her mind.

A promising young man—that's how the media described him. But in the eyes of women, Xia An was truly a top-tier marriage prospect, a spouse…

Calculating their ages, Zhou Yitong knew she was seven or eight years older than him, but Tang Wan was the same... never mind, they weren't.

The beautiful curve of her lips was instantly shattered by the name "Tang Wan".

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yitong cleared her mind of unrealistic thoughts.

She didn't ask for much; it was just a small favor to that person, but for her, it was a life-changing event.

……

Zhou Yitong had been to Xipan Mountain before, and had skied there when she was in school, but she never knew there was such a place at the foot of the mountain.

A huge racetrack, a dazzling array of luxury sports cars, and a lot of people.

The women were all young and beautiful, and the men... Xia An stood out even among the group of men.

……

Xie Wanqing seemed to have a fixed room at the resort. After getting up, she changed into a fleece-lined tracksuit and didn't put on makeup, which made her look a bit like a college student.

No matter how beautiful she was, Xia An really couldn't muster any interest in her.

He found it hard to accept what he had just overheard about the conversation between Canlanmei and Jin Xiaoxiao behind him.

Radiant Girl teased Jin Xiaoxiao, who was noticeably more cheerful, "How was last night?"

Jin Xiaoxiao said, "Last night...nothing much happened."

She was too embarrassed to say anything, and was also afraid of being scolded if she told the truth.

Instead, Radiant Girl pouted and told Jin Xiaoxiao about her experience of grinding soybeans all night.

"It felt strange at first, but then it became quite...comfortable."

Jin Xiaoxiao's face was already red from the cold, and after hearing this, it turned even redder, almost to the point of bleeding.

While chatting with Liu Fei, Zhou Yang, and a guy named Wang Suining, Xia An was also distracted by listening to gossip.

Watching the slender Xie girl getting off the 918 bus from afar, the imagery was incredibly vivid.

—Buzz
The Range Rover pulled over to the side of the road. Xia An waved to Zhang Tiancheng and the tall Zhou Yitong, and said to Liu Fei and the others, "I agreed so readily yesterday that I forgot to make an appointment with someone."

Liu Fei waved her hand, "It doesn't matter, let's have lunch together and get to know each other." With that, she put on her gloves and walked onto the track.

Zhou Yang and Wang Suining's eyes lit up when they saw Zhou Yitong, and they teased Xia An, "Friend? Secretary, huh?"

Xia An didn't explain much, but smiled and took two steps to greet him.

Zhou Yitong had never seen anything like this before and felt that her eyes had been opened. She only said "Mr. Xia..." before being interrupted by Xia An.

"We're not strangers, no need for formalities. I got drunk yesterday and stayed here. I'm going to race a couple of laps later, so I had him pick you up. I'm the one who messed things up first. How about we have lunch together? Is that convenient?"

Zhou Yitong nodded and said, "Yeah, I'm free today."

Xie Wanqing had just won 50,000 yuan and was a little excited. She walked over with her hands in her pockets, glanced at Canlanmei and Jin Xiaoxiao who were talking behind her, and asked Xia An with a smile, "That little girl seemed different this morning. Did you treat her well last night?"

Xia An didn't want to argue, thinking to himself, "Didn't you also spend several hours grinding tofu?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yitong glanced thoughtfully at the two girls standing behind her, then focused her gaze on Xia An's face without revealing any expression.

She had heard far too many stories like this in the banking system.

Seeing her gaze, Xie Wanqing looked Zhou Yitong up and down, then gestured with her chin, "Your secretary?"

Zhou Yitong felt a little embarrassed. If she had known she was coming to a place like this, she wouldn't have worn formal attire.

Xia An explained, "I asked the senior manager at the Construction Bank for help."

Zhou Yitong looked at Xia An with gratitude.

Xie Wanqing exclaimed "Oh?" and asked in surprise, "You want to take out a loan?"

Xia An laughed and said, "I bought several million worth of gold from her. By the way, do you want to buy some? It's a good investment."

Xie Wanqing, along with Zhou Yang and the others beside her, sneered. Xie Wanqing said, "Seriously? You want to be an aggressive entrepreneur on one hand, but you're also acting like a miser on the other. Is that interesting?"

In their eyes, any investment that doesn't appreciate in value or doesn't appreciate at a satisfactory rate is a loss.

Xia An smiled indifferently: "I'll hoard them and use them as a dowry when I get married."

Several people laughed.

Xia An looked at Zhou Yitong and asked, "Are you transferring? Which branch are you going to?"

Zhou Yitong was stunned again, looking at Xia An, who was smiling brightly, in disbelief, and then revealed a heartfelt smile of gratitude.

She knew that Xia An had brought this up so that she would speak her mind in front of these rich kids.

He could help her, but that would be icing on the cake. Introducing her to his network would be a side benefit, since in Xia An's mind she was still a key account manager, and he felt he needed that kind of resource.

Zhou Yitong, without any hesitation, said confidently, "Binhai Branch."

This wasn't improvised.

In fact, in the few days since she came back, she had done her homework in advance, calling several leaders in the system to ask what conditions she would need to transfer to Binhai.

She had only been out of school for a few years when she was promoted to her previous position. Her abilities were undeniable. Several provincial bank leaders knew why she had been forced to resign, and were happy to go along with it.

She said, "But to be transferred from a branch to a head office, I need to achieve some results and attract deposits, so that's why I came to you for help." She looked at Xia An and smiled.

Xia An chuckled and said, "That's a perfect coincidence. I just deposited some money in the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China in Binhai. How much do you need? I can transfer it to you."

Zhou Yitong held up one finger: "Six months, ten million."

Zhou Yang interjected, "So little? By the teller?"

Zhou Yitong nodded: "Teller."

Zhou Yang smiled at Xia An: "Surely it's not that serious? Your friend was demoted from a key account manager to a teller, and you're not going to do anything about it?"

Xia An smacked her lips, looked at Zhou Yang and smiled, "I only have so much on my hands, and I also have to run several companies." Then she asked Zhou Yitong, "How much performance do you need for a lateral transfer?"

Zhou Yitong suppressed her pounding heart and calmly shook her head: "If you go up any branch, you'll have to deal with people with connections. I'm perfectly content being a teller."

Xia An stopped asking her questions and looked at Zhou Yang and the others with a smile, saying, "Brother Liu is back. Let's go, it's time for the three of us to practice."

Even if he wins, he won't get much benefit, just a few tens of thousands of yuan.

He lost, and he had to sell a few percent of his shares in the "Mouthpiece" company to Zhou Yang. This was the argument that started earlier that morning.

Zhou Yang and Wang Suining waved, and the two girls got into the car with them.

Xia An took the key to 918 from Xie Wanqing and walked forward on her own.

Zhou Yang turned around and asked, "You let that college student get in the car? We agreed to take the girl for a spin."

Jin Xiaoxiao took a few hesitant steps forward. Seeing her hesitation, Xia An smiled and waved his hand, then turned to Zhou Yitong, "Dare you ride in my car?"

Zhou Yitong smiled, took off her coat and put it on the bench by the roadside, raised her hand to tie up her hair, and walked briskly with Xia An onto the asphalt track.

A thousand pieces of gold waved, and the beauty was gone.

(End of this chapter)