Who would still start a business seriously after being reborn?

Chapter 13: My Sister Yu in Society

As the middle-aged couple went out, a girl in jeans came into Cheng Yi's sight.

It was Zhang Lingyu, the female network administrator of the Shelter Harbor Internet Cafe.

Zhang Lingyu is very beautiful, and in some aspects, she is even prettier than Song Meng, who was once Cheng Yi's most beautiful goddess.

For example, those sword-like eyebrows.

Zhang Lingyu's heroic sword-like eyebrows made countless men in Internet cafes drool.

From 2001 to 2004, Internet cafes were undoubtedly the hottest industry.

Cheng Yi once read an article by an economist, in which the economist said that wherever beautiful women gather, wealth will flow in.

In Cheng Yi's opinion, this sentence should be said the other way around: where wealth flows in, there will be more beauties.

This is the case with the internet cafe industry.

I don’t know how many people have fought tooth and nail for a network administrator position that allows them to access the internet for free.

This job, which only pays three or four hundred yuan a month, is simply considered a civil service position in the eyes of young people.

During the two years when the Internet cafe industry was the hottest, the female network administrators in every county could represent the highest beauty in that county.

"Cheng Yi?" Zhang Lingyu seemed a little surprised to see Cheng Yi here.

"Why are you here?" Cheng Yi was also a little surprised.

Zhang Lingyu said, "Two of my brothers have been detained. I'm here to take them away."

"Little brother?" Hearing this old-fashioned word, Cheng Yi's expression was a little dull.

It turns out... this Sister Yu is also the big sister of the underworld?
Zhang Lingyu mentioned two names to the police officer, who immediately pointed at Cheng Yi and said, "This one is the victim. You should apologize to him first."

"They beat you?" Zhang Lingyu was slightly surprised.

Cheng Yi smiled awkwardly and said, "It was actually a misunderstanding."

Zhang Lingyu said embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry, I'll help you vent your anger right away."

"Vent your anger?" Before Cheng Yi understood, Zhang Lingyu had already walked to the door of the detention room.

As the police opened the door, Zhang Lingyu rushed in and kicked each of the two yellow-haired men.

The two yellow-haired boys were obviously very afraid of Zhang Lingyu. They huddled together with their heads in their hands, not daring to make a sound.

Zhang Lingyu angrily said, "Cheng Yi is my friend. How dare you hit my friend? Don't you two want to be together anymore?"

"Sister Yu, we don't dare anymore."

"I don't dare anymore, Sister Yu."

The two yellow-haired guys just curled up on the ground and begged for mercy.

"I'll take care of you guys when I have time." Zhang Lingyu snorted, then walked over to Cheng Yi and said with a heroic smile, "I'll treat you to a meal as an apology."

"No need, I'm not hurt." Cheng Yi smiled and wanted to refuse.

Zhang Lingyu's face darkened and she snorted, "What? You won't even give me a little face?"

Seeing this big sister's expression change faster than turning the pages of a book, Cheng Yi could only smile bitterly and nodded, saying: "How dare I."

"It's good that you don't dare. Let's go." Zhang Lingyu pulled Cheng Yi away without saying anything.

Zhang Lingyu's vehicle was a Suzuki 125 motorcycle. She got on the bike, gave Cheng Yi a look, and said, "Get on."

In his past life or present life, Cheng Yi has never ridden a motorcycle.

This is his first time.

He stood there stupidly, hesitating whether to get in the car.

"Get in the car!" Zhang Lingyu shouted impatiently, "You're a grown man, why are you still dithering?"

Hearing what Zhang Lingyu said, Cheng Yi stopped talking nonsense and sat directly in the back, holding on to the rear frame with both hands.

"Hold on tight." Zhang Lingyu stepped on the accelerator and the motorcycle whizzed past.

All I could hear was the whistling sound of the wind.

Meat-wrapped iron, biker gang, no helmet.

Various news from short video media flashed through my mind.

Cheng Yi was scared.

He was worried that Zhang Lingyu would take him to see her grandmother. Finally, at a red light intersection, Zhang Lingyu stopped.

"Never ridden a motorcycle before?" Zhang Lingyu asked, as if sensing Cheng Yi's nervousness.

"Yeah." Cheng Yi responded.

"Then you can hold me." Zhang Lingyu said readily.

"Isn't this bad?" Cheng Yi hesitated.

"You're so hesitant." Zhang Lingyu snorted and stepped on the accelerator.

Ran a red light.

Cheng Yi originally wanted to hesitate before hugging her, so that he would appear more decent.

But Zhang Lingyu suddenly stepped on the accelerator and didn't give him any time to hesitate.

In desperation, he hugged Zhang Lingyu's waist.

He lay on Zhang Lingyu's back.

The waist is so thin.

It smells delicious.

The whistling sound of the wind in his ears, coupled with the beauty in his arms, actually made Cheng Yi develop an inexplicable feeling for motorcycles.

If it weren't for the reports in the news in his previous life about beautiful riders taking their playmates to see their grandmothers, Cheng Yi really wanted to get one too.

After more than ten minutes, the motorcycle stopped.

This is a small restaurant.

The restaurant owner was a lame old man. When he saw Zhang Lingyu riding a bicycle with a man, who was holding her waist, his face turned unhappy and he asked, "Who is he?"

"My friend." Zhang Lingyu threw the helmet aside and said, "I don't have money to treat you, so I came here to have a meal with you. I'll pay you back when I get my salary."

"There's no food left." The lame uncle said unhappily, "I wouldn't cook even if there were. My food is for people to eat, not for your scoundrel friends."

"Isn't this what I learned from you?" Zhang Lingyu said, turning the motorcycle key between her fingers. "You used to have many more bad friends than I did."

Cheng Yi, this "bad friend", stood aside, digging his toes into the ground in embarrassment.

He never thought that Zhang Lingyu would treat everyone even though she had no money.

These people from the underworld really act differently.

The host buys on credit in front of the guest.

Also rejected.

However, judging from the expressions of the lame uncle and Zhang Lingyu, they should be father and daughter.

The lame uncle didn't say anything else, but turned around and dragged his lame leg towards the restaurant.

"Hey, hey, hey, please don't embarrass me in front of my friends!" Zhang Lingyu shouted, "I'm a serious university student from a prestigious university."

Zhang Lingyu looked back at Cheng Yi and asked, "Which university are you from?"

"Handong University." Cheng Yi replied.

"College student?" The lame uncle turned around suddenly, and his eyes changed immediately when he looked at Cheng Yi.

However, his eyes were still full of doubts when he looked at Zhang Lingyu. He said, "You are not lying to me, are you? How do you know a college student?"

"Hey, hey, hey, you are discriminating against me. Why can't I meet a college student? Maybe I can even marry a college student." Zhang Lingyu said angrily.

"You? Ha." The lame uncle snorted coldly and said, "Come in and sit down. What would you like to eat?"

"Just a few of your specialties, and a beer." Zhang Lingyu waved at Cheng Yi and went into the restaurant with Cheng Yi, who was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

We just came out for a meal, why did it become like meeting the parents?

The restaurant was filled with simple small square tables, with four stools stacked next to them.

The restaurant is very clean and tidy, unlike those small street restaurants that are dirty and messy.

On the square table, there was a coated menu with the prices of the dishes written on it.

The prices of the dishes are very low, a plate of spicy and sour shredded potatoes only costs fifty cents.

(End of this chapter)