After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Wei Yi was awakened by the knocking on the door.

I picked up my phone and saw it was 12:17.

He was still half asleep when he stepped barefoot onto the floor, put on a T-shirt, and went to open the door.

The door opened, and I froze.

Jin Shilin was standing at the door.

Today she wore a white short-sleeved T-shirt, denim shorts, sneakers, and her hair was tied in a high ponytail.

She was carrying two large insulated bags and smiled at him, revealing eight teeth.

"Good afternoon, Wei Yi! I've brought you lunch!"

Wei Yi stepped aside to let her in, his mind still replaying.

"Xinyi said she had three exams today and couldn't get away, so she asked me to bring you lunch. Didn't she tell you?"

Wei Yi took out his phone and saw that Chen Xinyi had sent a WeChat message at 11:00 AM: "Sister Shilin will bring you lunch at noon. Be a good girl and wait at home."

He had his phone on silent while he was sleeping, so he didn't hear it at all.

Jin Shilin had already placed the insulated bag on the dining table, unzipped it, and started taking things out one by one.

Korean fried chicken, kimchi tofu soup, seaweed rice rolls, and a box of cut fruit platter.

"I had the fried chicken fried fresh by the kitchen staff, so we ate it while it was hot. The tofu soup was a bit spicy, and Xinyi said you can't handle spicy food very well, so I asked the chef to put less chili powder in it."

Wei Yi washed his face and came out to find Jin Shilin had already set out all the tableware, even breaking the chopsticks apart and placing them on the chopstick rest.

He sat down and started eating. The fried chicken was indeed freshly fried; the skin was crispy, and it was still steaming hot when you bit into it.

Jin Shilin sat opposite him, resting her chin on her hands as she watched him eat, her eyes sparkling.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious. Sister Se-rin, aren't you going to eat some?"

"I've already eaten at the store. You can eat yours."

Wei Yi ate a couple of bites of rice and noticed that Jin Shilin's gaze never left his face.

That look in her eyes... how should I put it?

It's like looking at a dish that hasn't been served yet.

"Are you getting used to life in Yanjing?" she asked.

"It's alright. My sister has arranged everything, so I'm not having any trouble adjusting."

"Is there anywhere you'd like to visit? I've lived in Yanjing for three years, I know it like the back of my hand."

"Not yet. I'm watching football every day."

As they chatted, Jin Shilin suddenly remarked, "Xinyi is really good to you. I've worked at the shop for so long, and I've never seen her care about anyone so much."

"Yes, my sister is really good to me."

"It's not just good." Jin Shilin tapped her cheek lightly with her fingers, which were resting on her chin. "Every time she mentions you, she's like a completely different person, her whole demeanor lights up. You know, everyone in the shop calls you 'the boss's darling.'"

Wei Yi almost choked on the fried chicken.

Jin Shilin laughed, her laughter clear and crisp. "Don't be shy. If I had a younger brother this handsome, I'd talk about him all the time too."

She spoke very naturally. But Wei Yi noticed that her ears turned slightly red after she finished speaking.

It was the same in their past life. Jin Shilin's interest in him was initially based on the premise that "he is Chen Xinyi's person."

Her admiration and affection for Chen Xinyi naturally extended to him.

Moreover, given his sister's habit of "sharing good things with her best friends," this meal was most likely arranged by his sister on purpose.

After the meal, Wei Yi was about to clear the dishes when Jin Shilin insisted on doing it.

The two of them were huddled together by the kitchen sink, their shoulders touching.

Jin Shilin rolled up her sleeves to wash the dishes, while Wei Yi wiped the plates beside her.

She had dish soap foam on her hands, and accidentally bumped the faucet with her elbow, causing cold water to spray out and splash all over her face.

"what!"

Wei Yi quickly turned off the tap and handed over two sheets of kitchen paper towels.

Jin Shilin had her eyes closed, her face covered in water droplets, with one drop clinging to her eyelash and another to the tip of her nose.

She didn't take the tissue, but smiled and said, "I can't see, you wipe it for me."

Wei Yi paused for a moment, then reached out to wipe it for her.

When the tissue was pressed against her forehead, Kim Se-rin opened one eye and looked at him through the edge of the tissue.

The eye was dark brown with a bright pupil.

"Brother Wei Yi, you have such gentle hands."

Wei Yi stuffed a tissue into her hand. "Wipe yourself."

Jin Shilin smiled as she wiped her face clean, then rinsed the last plate and placed it on the drainer.

Although this older sister was sent by her sister to "scout ahead," she herself is indeed very straightforward.

In her past life, she was the most straightforward among them, always saying exactly what she wanted.

She always went first, and after warming up, she would give way to Chen Xinyi.

Of course, this "directness" was only established with his sister's tacit approval and even encouragement.

After packing her things, Jin Shilin suddenly turned around as she was changing her shoes in the entryway.

"Wei Yi, Xin Yi said you're bored at home, so she asked me to come over and keep you company whenever I have time. You can have whatever you want to eat next time, just tell me."

She paused, then added, "It's okay if Xinyi isn't here."

After saying that, she winked at him, opened the door, and left.

Wei Yi stood in the entryway, looking at the closed security door, his inner rage almost overflowing.

Sister, how many of your sisters did you say "take care of my brother" to?

Forget it, I'll practice my boxing.

He practiced five rounds of internal martial arts in the living room while shirtless.

After sweating profusely, I took a shower and then found myself completely idle.

The game hasn't even started yet, but the betting odds have already been placed, and I'm not even interested in playing anymore.

I sat in front of the computer for a while, lost in thought, when I suddenly remembered what Grandpa Zhou had mentioned about "Peking University students' bicycle project".

The shared bicycle industry. It's June 2014, and ofo has only been operating on the Peking University campus for two months. Even its official name is still in lowercase.

Mobike won't be officially launched until next year.

This window of opportunity was practically tailor-made for him.

Wei Yi opened Word, created a new document, and typed a line of bold text at the top.

**Shared Bike Startup Business Plan**

Then I started typing away on the keyboard.

He poured all the operational details he learned when he worked as a promotion specialist at ofo in his previous life, the regulatory experience he accumulated when dealing with the chaos of shared bicycles in the street office, and his complete memory of the rise and fall cycle of the entire industry into the document.

Here are a few key points.

First, develop the campus before developing the city.

ofo's biggest mistake was blindly deploying bikes, which led to uncontrolled maintenance costs. He plans to reverse that.

We'll first pilot the model at the university, refine the operational model, and then replicate it to other universities once the data looks promising, before finally expanding to cities.

Second, the deposit system was never touched from the beginning.

Use your student ID number for real-name authentication instead of a deposit; zero barriers to entry.

How many companies died because of deposit runs in his past life? He won't fall into that trap.

Moreover, he never intended to make money from the bike-sharing itself; he wanted to make money from the capital that entered the market later.

Third, take advantage of the unique structure of the UN General Assembly.

Capital Union University was originally a "mixed bag" of major universities in Beijing, with campuses throughout the city and historical connections with almost all of them.

Through the network of connections at the United Nations University, it is possible to penetrate various universities at extremely low cost.

Fourth, the profit model is diversified. It relies on three channels: bike-sharing revenue, monetization of riding data, and cooperation with university logistics departments.

Fifth, timing of exit. Cash out and leave when the industry was at its most frenzied in 2017; never linger.

I wrote until evening, my fingers getting hot from typing on the keyboard.

When I saved the file, I glanced at the word count and it was already over 8,000 words.

He leaned back in his gaming chair and spun around halfway.

At least I'm not a useless coward who only knows how to lie down and get ridden anymore.

My phone vibrated. It was a WeChat message from Chen Xinyi: "I passed all my exams! I'll treat you to dinner tonight, to something delicious on Guijie Street!"

Wei Yi replied with "okay," closed his laptop, and encrypted and saved the proposal.