After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

That evening, at the dinner table in Palm Springs.

Wei Yi recounted the entire story of the "Feast at Hongmen" that took place in Dean Kong's office.

After listening, Chen Xinyi made the decision without hesitation.

"Of course I'll say yes! This is a privilege I could never even have if I wanted to!"

"Sis, you scored almost 700 on the college entrance exam back then, did you need this kind of privilege?"

Whether or not you need it is one thing, whether or not you have it at all is another.

Chen Xinyi picked up the pork rib soup and took a sip. "At Renmin University, let alone undergraduates, I wouldn't dare miss a single class during my graduate studies. But you're different. The United University has given you a VIP channel, a one-stop service for undergraduates, masters, and doctoral students, and you're even exempt from attendance. This kind of treatment is unique among universities nationwide."

Lin Siyan picked up a piece of vegetable heart with her chopsticks, her tone as indifferent as ever, "That's the truth. It's only been less than three months since the start of the semester, and with his attendance rate, he would have been expelled long ago in a normal school and a normal major."

"The fact that the archaeology department is willing to accept him is tantamount to giving him official certification to skip classes legally. From now on, when he's lounging on the sofa playing endless games, he can justifiably say, 'I'm doing preliminary work for field research.'"

"Sister Siyan, you're talking a lot today."

I'm stating the facts.

Lin Siyan put the bok choy into her mouth and chewed it slowly.

She doesn't actually like this kind of green vegetable that people from Guangdong province like to eat.

But Chen Xinyi really loves to eat.

What? Someone else likes to eat that too?

No wonder it tastes so bad!

"And have you ever thought about it? Even if you, a mediocre student, finish four years of Chinese Language and Literature, you'll only have a second-tier university degree when you graduate."

After slowly finishing a bok choy, Lin Siyan continued, "Although you don't rely on this certificate for a living, it's better to have it than not. Archaeology may be a niche field, but a master's and doctoral degree are real. In the future, when people call you President Wei, you can say, 'Please call me Dr. Wei.'"

Although Wei Yi's eyes lit up when he heard the words "Please call me Dr. Wei".

The title of PhD is really attractive to someone like him who is a high-achieving but academically challenged student.

But he really disapproved of Lin Siyan's attitude!

Lin Siyan, you just wait.

If I don't let you have more than five children in this lifetime, I'll write my name Wei backwards.

Wei Yi made a vow in his heart.

At this moment, Jin Shilin quietly picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs from the side, chewed it, and then spoke.

"I think Siyan is right. This thing is actually quite suitable for you. Think about it, the Chinese Language and Literature major has to memorize the Zuo Zhuan every day and hand in assignments."

"In the archaeology department, Dean Lei has already agreed to let you pursue a three-year undergraduate and master's/doctoral program, and you won't have to attend classes every day."

"You can run a company and pursue a PhD at the same time, with incredibly flexible time."

She spat out the pork rib bones and added, "Besides, when you're free, you just lounge on the sofa playing endless games. We might as well find you something serious to do."

Wei Yi had to admit that Sister Jin was really good at judging people.

He was indeed tempted.

In his previous life, he honestly studied Chinese language at the Southwest Associated University for four years, sitting in the audience listening to the teacher talk about knowledge points that he would never use later.

If I could live my life all over again, just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

If you keep skipping classes, even if the school gives you special treatment, it won't look good if you fail the final exam.

Now, the archaeology department has presented him with a customized training program, creating a separate class specifically for him, scheduling his classes according to his availability, being lenient with attendance, and simplifying exams.

He no longer has to worry about being confronted by the counselor for skipping class, nor does he have to have his three roommates take turns signing him in.

All you need to do is occasionally show your face at Director Lei's research group and spend some money to sponsor one or two archaeological projects.

After a few years, I obtained my doctoral degree.

"Sis, why do you think the school is being so proactive?"

Chen Xinyi leaned back in her chair. "According to the information I have, Lei Xingshan is trying to climb the ranks."

"Oh?"

"He is currently the head of the archaeology department and the vice dean of the college of arts and sciences. His next goal is to take over the dean's position after Kong Fanmin retires. Kong Fanmin will retire next year."

Chen Xinyi: "Based on the information I have, from a longer-term perspective, he may even be able to participate in the next or the next round of the competition for the position of President of the United Nations General Assembly."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yi couldn't help but nod.

Because it really is just as my older sister said.

It was indeed nearly ten years later that Lao Lei became the president of the United Nations University!

"...But compared to other strong competitors within the General Assembly, he had a fatal weakness: he was an archaeologist."

"Archaeology is too niche, which means it's not easy to produce results. Unless he leads a team to excavate some tomb that will shock the academic world and make a big splash, his academic resume will never be as good as those competitors from engineering and business management backgrounds."

She paused, a sly glint in her peach blossom eyes, "But 'achieving results' isn't just about digging graves. You can also be his achievement. A student who secured tens of millions in funding before graduating with a bachelor's degree and co-founded the National Credit Rating with the National Development and Reform Commission and the People's Bank of China chose his archaeology major and completed his master's and doctoral studies in his research group."

"Every time you give an interview, every time you go on stage to receive an award, every time you achieve business success, it will become part of his teaching achievements."

"He only invested a little bit of privilege in you, and in return, he got a golden brand that can be monetized sustainably. I would do the same business if I were in his shoes."

Wei Yi remained silent for several seconds after hearing this.

"Sister, why don't you go into government service?"

"What?"

"With just this little bit of information, you were able to deduce Dean Lei's career plan to this extent. I feel that if you used this ability to become an official, the results would be even better."

"I have thought about it," Chen Xinyi said, taking a sip of her tea. "But you'll have to prove yourself."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's talk about that later. Let's talk about why Dean Lei granted you this special privilege."

"I would like to hear the details."

"Generally, the promotion path for academics like him is transparent. Bachelor's degree, Master's degree, PhD, Lecturer, Associate Professor, Professor, Director, Vice Dean, Dean, Vice President, President. The requirements for each step are all written in public documents. I just spent a little more time going through the resumes of the current leadership of the United Nations University."

Jin Shilin, peeling an orange beside her, couldn't help but exclaim, "I also think that, Xinyi, if you don't go into business in the future, you could find a job in the intelligence department. Your analytical and insightful abilities are amazing."

indeed.

That's incredibly accurate.

Wei Yi thought to himself.

In his past life, Lei Xingshan really did dig up a huge tomb, which caused a major news event and propelled him from the head of the archaeology department to the president of the Southwest Associated University.

But he knew that Lao Lei would succeed in the future because he was reborn.

His sister deduced Lei Xingshan's ambition for promotion and his trading logic based solely on a few publicly available pieces of information.

Sigh, it's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy.

I guess I'm only good at clinging to powerful women, clinging to the long, white legs of older sisters.

Fortunately.

So far, it seems I've been very successful in getting married.

And they're all hugging long, white legs, the kind that's both long, white, and fun.

And it is a plural number.

So, it seems I can't really be considered useless.