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Chapter 31 Spending Money on Men

"President, guess what I photographed? Xu Zhirou is having dinner with a handsome guy, and the girl next to her is probably her best friend, she has small breasts."

"What kind of handsome guy?"

"He's very tall and handsome. He looks a bit like John Lone, and also like Takeshi Kaneshiro. In short, he's a handsome guy with great looks."

"What are its characteristics?"

Does he have any distinctive features?

Cheng Zhihong sounded anxious on the other end of the phone. Everyone in the entire School of Accounting knew that he was pursuing Xu Zhirou.

Having dated more than ten girlfriends during his middle school years, Cheng Zhihong was a notorious scumbag who never truly settled down.

In his first semester of freshman year alone, he had three relationships with female seniors in the badminton club thanks to his superb badminton skills, but none of them lasted more than half a month.

During an ACCA International Accounting Challenge, Cheng Zhihong met Xu Zhirou. After some investigation, he learned that her father was a leading academician in the medical field. He then began to deliberately cultivate a persona of deep affection and pursued Xu Zhirou relentlessly.

He thought he could easily win her over with his years of experience manipulating women, but three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that his classmate was about to graduate, Cheng Zhihong was anxious.

It's well known that graduation season is also known as breakup season. Many college couples break up very quickly after graduation, not to mention Cheng Zhihong and Xu Zhirou, who haven't even started dating yet. If they don't get together before graduation, they'll have even less of a chance after graduation.

"Features..."

The student who brought the news observed Zhang Yang from afar, and then said, "His eyes, his eyes give me a sense of depth."

“Deep…” Cheng Zhihong racked his brains but couldn’t come up with anything. He then said, “Take a picture of me secretly and send it to me on QQ. Don’t let them find out.”

"Row."

The student who delivered the message responded.

He secretly shielded his eyes with his arm and quietly pressed the shutter.

Not a moment.

The secretly taken photos were released.

Cheng Zhihong clicked on it and immediately felt a sense of crisis. He muttered, "It's Zhang Yang. Could it be that Zhang Yang is dating Xu Zhirou?"

"No!"

"wrong!"

He saw Xu Zhiruo in the photo again.

"Xu Zhiruo is here too, and the two of them are sitting together, behaving so intimately. Could it be that Xu Zhiruo and Zhang Yang have been talking?"

He was in a state of utter confusion.

Cheng Zhihong didn't particularly like Xu Zhirou; rather, he wanted to use her academician father's connections to pave the way for his own future.

It's important to understand that everyone is born, grows old, gets sick, and dies. The connections a medical academician and a leading figure in medicine have are enough to ensure a meteoric rise in his career and a worry-free life.

His best plan was to use Xu Zhirou's family background to get into one of the top 5 accounting firms in China, and once he had acquired certain resources, he would slowly unleash his true nature.

But now that Zhang Yang has gotten involved, Cheng Zhihong is feeling anxious.

……

the other side.

A casual coffee shop.

Unable to resist Xu Zhiruo's repeated recommendations, Zhang Yang finally tried the tiramisu at this coffee shop and commented, "The overall taste is okay, but there's too much sweetener, which masks the bitterness of the coffee, making it taste like cake." "Ah, isn't tiramisu just cake?" Xu Zhiruo asked, blinking.

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhirou, who was sitting opposite, also spoke up: "Tiramisu is a pastry, it can't be made bitter, can it?"

“A touch of bitterness is indeed necessary, and it’s essential,” Zhang Yang said calmly.

"why?"

Xu Zhiruo and Xu Zhirou spoke in unison.

The two women usually have very different personalities, but at this moment they seemed to resemble twins, both blinking and waiting for an answer.

Zhang Yang took a sip of coffee to wash away the sweetness in his mouth, and then told the two of them, "There are two theories about the origin of tiramisu: one is the origin of love, and the other is the origin of a restaurant."

The origin story of the love story goes that during World War II, when Italian soldiers went to war, their wives crushed and mixed together biscuits, bread and other ingredients at home to make tiramisu as provisions for their husbands. "Tiramisu" in Italian means "take me away", symbolizing separation and love.

"As for the restaurant invention theory, it is said that a chef named Roberto Limguanotto accidentally dropped cheese into the eggs and sugar while making vanilla ice cream. He combined this mixture with a soft sponge cake soaked in coffee, sprinkled it with cocoa, and finally invented tiramisu."

"Whether it's the origin of love or the restaurant invention theory, chefs use espresso mixed with masala wine to add a touch of bitterness, which is also a flavor marker that distinguishes cakes from tiramisu."

"Cool!"

Xu Zhiruo exclaimed in surprise. She had never imagined that such a small piece of tiramisu could hold so many stories.

"Did that Italian soldier get home safely?" Xu Zhiruo asked, resting her chin on her hand and glancing at Zhang Yang's profile.

"They surrendered so quickly, they should be home safely by now," Zhang Yang said with a faint smile.

"That's good."

Xu Zhiruo's eyes curved into crescent moons.

On the other side, Xu Zhirou took another bite of tiramisu. After tasting it carefully, she realized that there was indeed a faint coffee bitterness, but it was suppressed by too much sweetener and was almost purely sweet.

"How does he know everything?" Xu Zhirou murmured to herself, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Yang with newfound respect. She seemed to understand why her older sister was willing to be such a devoted admirer.

Although the tiramisu didn't taste right, Zhang Yang still finished it all and said, "Let's stick with the 10 yuan we agreed on before. I'll send you the bank card number later."

"no problem!"

Xu Zhiruo made an OK sign.

After exchanging a few more polite words, Zhang Yang left the coffee shop directly.

Watching that departing figure, Xu Zhiruo chuckled and said, "Don't you think he's very charming and sexy?"

"I won't comment on whether he's sexy or not, but you need to shut up, you're acting like a pervert on a Japanese train," Xu Zhirou said, crossing her arms and legs.

Xu Zhiruo picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth. There was no saliva, only a little bit of cream left over from eating the tiramisu.

"You lied again!"

Xu Zhirou ignored her and said to herself, "Aren't you lying too? If you want to spend money on a man, just say so. You even made up an excuse about wanting to intern at Huaxin Securities. Tch."

Putting aside their academician father's connections, their mother's position as a top-tier lawyer at Junhe Law Firm alone is enough to get them jobs at top financial institutions.

note!

It's a job, not an internship!
Human relationships exist in every country. The job you dream of can be easily obtained by children with family support. This is the resource brought by "amniotic fluid".

This is also why the rise of ordinary people is always more admirable than the entrepreneurship of the wealthy; the difficulty of success for the two is simply not on the same level.

Seeing that she had been exposed, Xu Zhiruo raised her voice slightly to cover up her guilty conscience and said, "What do you know? I just don't want Mom and Dad to owe anyone a favor. You should just focus on your studies!"

(End of this chapter)