Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

6 PM, Nancheng Grand Restaurant.

It was completely dark, and the wind was howling. The neon sign at the restaurant entrance was bright red, casting a red glow on the ground.

Su Yifeng parked the car, and the three of them got out.

Lan Qimeng changed her clothes.

The red sweater from the afternoon was gone; she'd changed into a black fitted base layer, with the fur coat over it. She was still wearing the same black leather skirt and high-heeled boots.

Her makeup was touched up again; red lips, winged eyeliner—she looked beautiful and glamorous.

Zhou Lingxi was still wearing the same outfit as in the morning: a black coat, a white shirt, suit pants, and high heels.

Her hair was styled in a bun, and she wore pearl earrings. She stood to Su Yifeng's left, about half a step away from him.

She deliberately left that half-step unattended.

From the time she left the office in the afternoon until now, she has maintained this distance from Su Yifeng. She can't explain why, she just feels that she shouldn't get too close.

Lan Qimeng was very close. She had one arm around Su Yifeng's arm, and she was practically hanging on him, her high-heeled boots clicking loudly on the ground.

After taking a few steps, Lan Qimeng suddenly let go of Su Yifeng's arm, took a half step back, and took Zhou Lingxi's arm.

Zhou Lingxi's body stiffened for a moment.

"Sister," Lan Qimeng whispered in her ear, "why did you go so far?"

"No." Zhou Lingxi replied without looking away.

Lan Qimeng smiled and took her hand, walking forward.

Su Yifeng walked in front, with two women following behind, making it appear as if Lan Qimeng was pulling Zhou Lingxi along.

"Sister," Lan Qimeng called out again.

"Um."

"Were you frightened this afternoon?"

Zhou Lingxi didn't say anything.

Lan Qimeng didn't mind and continued, "Actually, it's nothing. You'll understand President Su once you spend more time with him. He treats everyone around him very well. As long as you have the ability, he won't mistreat you."

Zhou Lingxi remained silent.

Lan Qimeng turned her head to look at her.

The lights at the restaurant entrance shone on Zhou Lingxi's face, revealing her pursed lips and slightly reddened ear tips.

"Sister," Lan Qimeng's voice was even lower, tinged with a hint of amusement, "would you like to be with President Su?"

Zhou Lingxi paused for a moment.

"We can't do that." Her voice was a little tense.

"Oh? It's not that you can't, but that you don't want to?"

Lan Qimeng grasped the key points.

"I...don't want to!" Zhou Lingxi quickly retorted. Lan Qimeng looked at her with a half-smile, but didn't press the matter further.

How should I put it? From now on, we'll be comrades-in-arms on the same platform.

The three people entered the lobby of the restaurant.

Crystal chandeliers, marble floors, and two rows of waitresses in cheongsams standing at the entrance, bowing in unison and saying "Welcome!"

Zhou Fugui had booked a private room on the top floor. The elevator went all the way to the 28th floor, the doors opened, and the corridor was covered with thick carpets, so that there was not a sound when you stepped on them.

The private room was large, with a big round table that could seat more than a dozen people, but only a few of them were there today. Zhou Fugui had already arrived and was sitting in the main seat, with the woman in the mink coat sitting next to him.

Upon seeing Su Yifeng enter, Zhou Fugui immediately stood up and strode forward to greet him.

"Brother Su! Come, come, have a seat!"

He pulled Su Yifeng inside and pressed him down to sit next to him.

Lan Qimeng sat down next to Su Yifeng, and Zhou Lingxi hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to Lan Qimeng.

Zhou Fugui glanced at Zhou Lingxi, then at Lan Qimeng, and chuckled twice.

"Brother Su, I, Old Zhou, am truly envious of your good fortune with women."

"Isn't it simple for Mr. Zhou to want this?"

To everyone's surprise, Zhou Fugui quickly denied it: "I've settled down now, and Xin Xin is the only one in my heart."

Su Yifeng was taken aback and glanced at the woman next to Zhou Fugui with some surprise. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but the more he looked at her, the more he felt a connection with her.

However, it's no easy feat for a coal mine owner to be able to win over an abalone connoisseur!

"That's because I'm superficial."

The waiter began serving the dishes.

Lobster, abalone, sea cucumber, and grouper were laid out on the table in abundance.

Zhou Fugui then opened two more bottles of Moutai and personally poured them for Su Yifeng.

"Brother Su, come on, let's have one first."

The two clinked glasses and downed them in one gulp.

Zhou Fugui put down his wine glass, wiped his mouth, and the smile on his face faded slightly.

"Brother Su, the reason I invited you here today is not just for a meal."

Su Yifeng lit a cigarette: "President Zhou, please speak."

Zhou Fugui also lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled.

"That's right. Boss Su should know that I'm in the mining business, mainly mining coal."

He paused, looking at Su Yifeng.

"Recently, a big coal mining boss in Shanxi wanted to immigrate and sell all of his mineral resources."

At this point, there was no need to say anything more. Zhou Fugui looked at him, and Su Yifeng took a drag of his cigarette: "So you want me to invest money? To share his mineral resources with you?"

"That's right." Zhou Fugui nodded. "You invest money and take a share. I'll still manage the mine, and you just wait for your dividends. Of course, if Boss Su doesn't trust me, he can send his own people in. I, Old Zhou, have been working in coal mines for over twenty years. I may not know much else, but I do know a thing or two about coal mining."

Su Yifeng didn't answer immediately, and flicked his cigarette ash.

"What about outside the coal mines?"

Zhou Fugui was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"Didn't President Zhou say he was going to sell all the mineral resources in one package? Besides coal, what other mines are there?"

Zhou Fugui didn't understand Su Yifeng's intentions. In his opinion, the most profitable business was definitely coal mining, while everything else was just scraps and nothing compared to coal mining.

But after thinking for a moment, he said, "If we're talking about things that are still worth some money, there's some bauxite...and small iron ore..."

"There's another worthless mountain forest resource. That place only has mountain spring water, you could only sell water there, you could call it a water mine, but that stuff isn't worth anything!"

Coal mine owner Zhou Fugui looked down on the small business of selling water.

Su Yifeng raised an eyebrow: "Mineral water?"

"right."

Zhou Fugui looked unconvinced.

"It's just spring water that gushes from underground. But how much money can you make selling water? There are so many other brands selling water now, like Nongfu Spring, Wahaha, and Master Kong—aren't they all more famous than us?"

"If we buy it, we'll have to spend money to compete with these big brands in the market."

"All that scheming and backstabbing is no match for the profits we make from mining coal. We don't have to worry about sales; we don't even need to worry about selling our coal. People are practically begging to buy it from us!"

As he spoke, he picked up his glass and took a sip.

"So, Brother Su, let me tell you, the most profitable business in the world is still coal mining. It's black gold; once you dig it out, it's money. If we take over that boss's entire coal mine, we could earn at least several times that amount in a year."

He held up all ten fingers.

"One billion."

Su Yifeng leaned back in his chair and looked at Zhou Fugui.

This Shanxi coal boss's mindset is still stuck in the stage of mining and selling coal.

He thinks water is worthless because he doesn't see what's behind it.

Mountain spring mineral water.

Su Yifeng knew that in later generations, Zhong Shanshan became the richest man in the country by selling water.

At its peak, he was worth over 500 billion RMB.

He also donated over 10 billion yuan and received some kind of "Touching China" award.

Who dares to say that selling water isn't profitable?

There are even some high-end mineral waters that sell for more than oil.

A bottle of mineral water costs only a few cents to produce, but when labeled as "high-end" or "healthy," it can sell for ten or even tens of dollars.

This is much more profitable than coal mining, and there's no environmental pressure involved.

"President Zhou," Su Yifeng began, "you know I have the capability. If I'm going to enter the mining industry, I'll do it in multiple areas. Focusing solely on coal mining isn't my goal."

Zhou Fugui was taken aback: "Then, Brother Su, are you also interested in iron ore and bauxite?"

"Yes, I'm interested in not only iron ore and bauxite, but also hydrometallurgical deposits."