We agreed not to date, so why are you crying now that I've become the richest man?

The train headed north.

The two hurriedly exited Beijing Railway Station, changed trains, and boarded a train heading south to Shanghai.

After a day and a night of changing trains and traveling, the arrival announcement finally came over the loudspeaker at 1 p.m. the next day.

Outside the window, tall buildings and dense railway tracks gradually came into view.

The train slowly pulled into Shanghai Station.

Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked out the window at the familiar and bustling city.

The holiday is over.

Next, it's time to keep making money.

On the last day of the National Day holiday, the number of people at Shanghai Railway Station was several times higher than usual.

The exit passage was filled with students dragging suitcases back to school and migrant workers carrying large and small bags.

The smell of instant noodles, sweat, and cheap perfume were mixed together.

Ye Chen, with a backpack slung over one shoulder, walked out with the flow of people.

Zhao Peng followed beside him, turning his head back and forth, afraid that he might accidentally take the wrong exit.

"Mom, we've exited the station."

Ye Chen dialed Chen Xiulan's number.

"Yes, I just got off the train. The weather in Shanghai is alright."

"Don't do everything yourself when it comes to the renovation of the new store. Just keep an eye on the progress and the accounts. Don't do the work that the workers should do."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Xiulan gave a few more instructions.

Ye Chen listened patiently, agreed to each point, and then hung up the phone.

He casually opened the Penguin app.

Shen Anran has already sent two messages.

I'm at my dorm now, just finished unpacking.

[You've arrived in Shanghai, right? There are so many people returning from the National Day holiday; you probably didn't sleep well on the train. Go back to your dorm and catch up on some sleep.]

Ye Chen stopped by the passageway and looked at the GG sign twice.

The scene of our parting last night involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

Shen Anran had already run back, but suddenly turned back.

I tiptoed, closed my eyes, and gently touched his face.

His movements were clumsy and reckless.

After the kiss, she didn't even dare to turn her head, and hurriedly ran into the stairwell as if someone was chasing her.

Ye Chen lowered his head and typed.

I slept okay on the train, and I'm not sleepy at all now.

He paused for a moment, then added another sentence.

[Mainly because someone's way of saying goodbye last night was so unusual, my face is still a little hot.]

The message was sent in less than half a minute.

The "typing" indicator above the chat box flashed repeatedly several times.

【Shut up!!!】

Go back to sleep right now!!!

I'm ignoring you now!!!

Three exclamation marks followed by three more exclamation marks.

Even through the screen, Ye Chen could imagine Shen Anran's flushed cheeks and her angry, embarrassed expression as she clutched her phone.

He chuckled, put away his phone, and casually patted Zhao Peng, who was still studying the bus stop sign.

"Let's go get the car."

The two walked through the crowded station square and took the elevator down to the underground parking lot.

During the National Day holiday, the parking lot was almost full.

Ye Chen took out his car keys and pressed a button casually.

Not far away, a black Mercedes-Benz S600 that had been parked for seven days turned on its headlights.

The crisp sound of the door unlocking echoed through the garage.

Although Zhao Peng had ridden in the car twice before, he still couldn't help but reach out and touch the door when he saw the Mercedes again.

"Brother Chen, no matter how many times I see it, I still think this car is awesome."

"I'll be laughing in my sleep when I can drive one of these things."

"You should get the internet cafe set up first."

Ye Chen opened the driver's side door.

"They haven't even set out for an internet cafe yet, and they're already dreaming about luxury cars."

Zhao Peng chuckled and nimbly climbed into the passenger seat.

Ye Chen started the car.

The twelve-cylinder engine emitted a deep roar as the black Mercedes slowly drove out of its parking space.

Upon reaching the toll gate, red text appeared on the electronic screen.

The toll collector leaned out of the window.

"It was suspended for seven days, and the total cost was 720 yuan."

"How many?"

Zhao Peng sat up straight immediately, his eyes wide open.

"Seven hundred and twenty?"

"Seven hundred and twenty for parking? That's enough for me to work all night for months in our county!"

Ye Chen pulled out a few red bills from the armrest box and handed them over.

"If we really succeed in running an internet cafe, this parking fee won't even be a fraction of what we pay."

He glanced at Zhao Peng.

"As the future assistant store manager, you need to keep your eyes open."

The toll gate slowly rose.

The Mercedes smoothly drove out of the underground parking garage, and the afternoon sun shone through the windshield into the car.

Zhao Peng was still heartbroken over the 720 yuan.

But as soon as he heard the words "assistant store manager," he immediately perked up.

"Brother Chen, when do we officially start?"

"Let's grab a bite to eat near your school first."

"We'll talk about the rest while we eat."

Half an hour later, the Mercedes stopped in an open-air parking lot on the back street of the Shanghai Business School.

The two found a Sichuan restaurant that looked fairly clean and ordered four dishes.

As soon as the food was served, Ye Chen got straight to the point.

"Take a walk around the area around the school for the next couple of days."

"Go see if there are any internet cafes that are about to be transferred."

Zhao Peng even put down his chopsticks and quickly took out his phone to open the notes app.

"Brother Chen, tell me, I'll remember."

Ye Chen picked up a piece of boiled pork slices with his chopsticks.

"Go into any internet cafe near the school and ask the owner if they're willing to sell. If they're interested in selling, write down the details."

"I want to know three things: First, how much is the transfer fee? Second, does the transfer include the computer equipment and furniture? Third, and most importantly, do they have a valid Internet Culture Business License and a fire safety certificate, and can they be transferred along with the store?"

As Zhao Peng typed rapidly, he looked up with some confusion:

"Brother Chen, why don't we rent our own shop? Why take over someone else's junk?"

"Taking over an existing store will save you a lot of trouble with fire safety and various licenses and permits."

Ye Chen tapped his phone with his chopsticks.

"The main problem is that applying for various licenses is very troublesome."

"First, find out the details of these internet cafes that you're planning to sell, get their contact information and quotes, and we'll talk about other things later."

Zhao Peng scratched his head, then suddenly realized:

"Okay, got it!"

He slammed his phone down on the table and patted his chest to assure him.

"Leave this to me. Within two days, I guarantee I'll find out all the internet cafes in the area that want to transfer ownership!"

With a serious task at hand, Zhao Peng ate his entire meal with a rosy complexion.

If you didn't know better, you'd think he'd become the owner of a chain of internet cafes.

After finishing their meal, Ye Chen dropped Zhao Peng off at the entrance of the Shanghai Business School.

Zhao Peng jumped off the car with a bulging backpack on his back and waved from the car window.

"Brother Chen, you can go ahead and get busy!"

"I'll find a suitable internet cafe for sale and send you the results immediately!"

"Don't just focus on playing games, don't forget about the important things."

Ye Chen gave a reminder.

"Don't worry, this concerns my future position as assistant store manager, there's absolutely no chance of anything going wrong!"

Zhao Peng turned around and ran into the school with a happy smile.

Watching his figure disappear at the dormitory entrance, Ye Chen shifted gears and drove straight to Zhangjiang Integrated Circuit Port.