After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Time ticks by.

The winter wind has darkened the south bank of the Yangtze River once again.

In the blink of an eye.

January has arrived.

2015 has arrived.

After having a pleasant New Year's Eve with my sisters.

The snow in Yanjing has finally stopped.

Sunlight peeked through the clouds, shining brightly on the snowdrifts on both sides of Chang'an Avenue.

The official launch of Guoxin Rating is scheduled for today.

New Year, new look.

The first day of the new year.

The location is the main conference hall in Tower A of China World Trade Center Phase 3.

Wei Yi was dragged out of bed by Chen Xinyi at six in the morning.

"Sis, the press conference doesn't start until 10 o'clock..."

"You still need to try on clothes, get your hair done, and go through the procedures. Getting up now is just enough time."

Chen Xinyi moved nimbly, just like when she was a child and would drag her younger brother, who was reluctant to get out of bed, to school together.

Wei Yi was pushed into the bathroom, and then into the dressing room.

Dark navy blue suit, white shirt, and blue-gray striped tie.

This set was ordered by Wu Zhenhe from the UK last week. It's all handmade, and she had to take her measurements three times.

It was still Chen Weiwei and Wang Yihan who measured it for him personally.

The measurement took a bit long, and later Wu Zhenhe even personally helped out.

In the end, Sister Wu ate her fill, while Secretary Chen and Secretary Wang received high praise from the boss.

"Brother, you're standing on this stage today, representing more than just yourself."

Chen Xinyi helped him tie his tie, her fingers deftly turning the knot. "You represent Guoxin Ping, you represent Sister Wu, and you represent our whole family."

"Sis, do you think I'll be nervous today?"

"What are you so nervous about?"

Chen Xinyi patted his chest, "You're not nervous in front of Old Master Su, you're not nervous in front of Ma Yun, why would a press conference make you nervous?"

Wei Yi smiled.

He lowered his head and kissed Chen Xinyi's forehead: "You understand me best, my older sister."

"Of course."

Downstairs, Jin Shilin and Lin Siyan were already in the restaurant.

Lin Siyan's pregnant belly is not yet showing any curve.

But she was wearing a loose beige knit dress, and her entire outfit already gave off a strong impression of pregnancy.

Jin Shilin was piling shrimp dumplings into her bowl: "More. You're eating for three people now."

Lin Siyan said expressionlessly, "I can use it myself."

"What can you do? Yesterday, Aunt Zheng made bird's nest soup, but you only drank two sips and then refused to drink any more. You have to make up for it today."

"Sister Shilin, you're starting to look more and more like my mom lately."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Wei Yi sat down at the dining table, watched this scene, and couldn't help but laugh.

Chen Xinyi came downstairs and glanced at her watch: "Eat quickly, everyone. Sister Wu will send a car to pick us up at seven."

It's exactly 7 o'clock.

The black Hongqi car stopped right on time downstairs at Palm Springs.

Xiao Wang opened the car door, and Wei Yi bent down and got in.

Wu Zhenhe was already in the back seat.

Today she wore a navy blue suit, her hair was neatly styled, and the pearls on her earlobes were replaced with two deep blue gemstones.

He sat there upright, like a warm and lustrous jade sculpture.

"Are you nervous?" she asked.

"I'm not nervous." Wei Yi held her hand. "I'm not nervous even when I meet my parents-in-law, so why would I be nervous about something like this?"

Wu Zhenhe paused for a moment, then smiled. "Really? Are you sure? Then I'll find a chance to take you to meet my godmother?"

Wei Yi: "..."

Are you serious?

he thinks.

As far as he knows.

Sister Wu lost her mother at a young age.

My father was sent to the frontier and sidelined for several years for "making a mistake" in his early years.

For those few years, she was raised by her godmother and godmother.

Her father passed away from illness last year.

She has no parents now.

Except for the dry side.

He gave a dry laugh.

"Um, honey, let's talk about today's events."

When you're just a background character, you naturally don't need to be nervous.

The main thing is to keep a smile on your face and show respect in your eyes throughout.

But there needs to be a real opportunity to be alone.

He felt it was impossible not to be nervous.

"Pfft~" Seeing his nervous look, Wu Zhenhe chuckled, "Alright, alright. Actually, the old lady is very kind and easy to talk to. She even said that I should take you to meet her sometime."

As she spoke, her voice softened, and she subconsciously touched her stomach.

She wanted to wait until she had a child before taking him there.

Wei Yi only realized how big the scene was when he arrived at the press conference.

The main conference hall in Tower A of the China World Trade Center can accommodate a thousand people.

The venue was packed, with people even standing in the aisles.

The front row consists of representatives from relevant ministries and several high-ranking guests.

Wei Yi recognized the young man in the white shirt next to Old Su, and also recognized Su Lai sitting in the corner.

She, representing Tage, was looking down at the flowchart.

All official media and mainstream media from the capital were present, with a whole row of cameras and microphones set up at the back.

Wei Yi entered through the side door and stood behind the curtain in the backstage area.

He heard the host warming up the audience, the constant clicking of camera shutters, and people whispering among themselves.

Has Wei Yi arrived?

"Is that the young man who was stopped by Ma Yun at Joy City?"

"I heard she's only nineteen."

Wei Yi straightened his tie.

Wu Zhenhe stood beside him and said softly, "Go."

He nodded and walked out from behind the curtain.

The moment the light shone on him, he suddenly remembered his past life.

At that time, he was standing in the meeting room of the neighborhood office, explaining garbage sorting to more than 30 elderly people.

Some people in the audience were dozing off, while others were knitting.

At this moment, he stood under the spotlight of the China World Trade Center Phase 3, facing more than a thousand people, the nation's top media outlets, and countless live-streaming cameras.

Life's encounters can sometimes be more outrageous than those in novels.

Good morning, distinguished guests and fellow journalists.

Wei Yi spoke, his voice steady and his pace neither too fast nor too slow.

"I am Wei Yi, Chairman of Guoxin Ratings."

The sound of camera shutters clicking filled the air.

"Today, Guoxin Rating Company was officially established. What we do can be summed up in one sentence: to issue a digital-age credit card to every trustworthy person."

He didn't use a prepared speech.

Because Chen Xinyi said, "You were born for this. Don't read from a script on stage; it lowers your status."

So he really didn't read from the script.

From the design logic of Guoxin Credit Score to the future of the sharing economy, and how credit data can serve the real economy.

But every single word he uttered hit the nail on the head for the reporters and guests in the audience to hear.

Some people say I'm too young.

Wei Yi paused for a moment and looked down at the audience.

"I admit it. But youth isn't the problem. The problem is whether you dare to do something when you're young that others wouldn't dare to do in their entire lives."

"My team includes ordinary students from second-tier universities, top investors, and tech geniuses from Peking University and Tsinghua University. They chose to believe in me, not because I'm so great, but because they believed this was worth doing."

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

Wu Zhenhe sat in the first row, looking at him, her eyes slightly shimmering with tears.

Chen Xinyi sat next to her, held her hand, and whispered, "Sister Wu, our family's ox can finally be completely pulled out today."

Wu Zhenhe smiled even more brightly.