After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

After taking a shower, Wei Yi dried his hair with a towel.

Chen Xinyi had changed her clothes, tucking her white shirt into her cropped trousers, and combed her hair again, switching from a lazy, homey mode to a smart and capable one.

She sat on the sofa, holding a glass of warm water, and handed it to him when he came out.

"From now on, you're not allowed to exercise this early in the morning. We can do it after 7 a.m.."

Wei Yi took the cup and gulped down half of it.

"No, that's not right," Chen Xinyi took back her words, frowning as she corrected, "You're so young, catching up on sleep is the most important thing. What's with the morning exercise? Sleep until you naturally wake up."

"Okay, sis."

Chen Xinyi looked at him suspiciously, probably thinking that he agreed too readily, unlike usual.

Breakfast was eaten at "Old Yang's" near the entrance of the residential area.

The shop wasn't large; plastic tables and chairs stretched from inside to the sidewalk. Soy milk was freshly ground, fried dough sticks were freshly made, and steaming baskets were stacked high, billowing upwards. The three of them occupied a table towards the back, and Chen Xinyi ordered a bunch of things:

Three bowls of soy milk, four fried dough sticks, two baskets of steamed buns, and one bowl of sweet tofu pudding for Wei Yi, and one bowl of salty tofu pudding for himself.

"I have two Administrative Law classes in the morning and one International Economic Law class in the afternoon," Chen Xinyi said to Lin Siyan while breaking open a fried dough stick. "Do you also have Private International Law today?"

"This afternoon." Lin Siyan picked up a xiaolongbao (soup dumpling), dipped it in the vinegar dish, and then took a small bite to open it and blew on it.

Wei Yi ate his fried dough sticks in silence, but his mind was racing.

Shared bicycles.

He knew this track like the back of his hand.

During the second semester of his freshman year, his sister encouraged him to do part-time work.

Chen Xinyi's logic is simple: if you don't lack money, you should go out and train. Since she doesn't expect you to make money, you should choose those "promising projects" to accumulate experience and work experience.

He was very obedient, and his first part-time job was as a promotional specialist for OFO shared bikes within the university.

Back then, OFO had just started out at Peking University and was in dire need of ground promotion when it expanded to other universities.

Wei Yi, a college student from the United University, with an incredibly shrewd older sister who advised him from behind, managed to rise from a promotion specialist all the way to a regional supervisor.

If it weren't for Chen Xinyi's complaints about his busy schedule during his senior year and her asking him to resign, he might have been able to rise to a middle management position at OFO.

After graduating, I successfully passed the civil service exam and got a job in a local government office. My connection with shared bicycles never ended.

He has handled countless complaints about illegal parking, street vendors, unrecoverable deposits, and bicycles being thrown into rivers.

When I was in charge of this, I used to criticize these companies for not doing their jobs properly. But now that I'm back in this job, I'm actually starting to want to jump in and do it myself.

He remembers the entire timeline clearly.

In April 2014, ofo started at Peking University as a campus bicycle-sharing platform with a few hundred bikes that only circulated within the university grounds.

Mobike was founded in 2015.

In 2016, the two companies began to raise funds frantically, burning money to deploy bicycles. Bicycles in all colors—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—turned sidewalks across the country into a palette of colors.

2017 was the peak, with both companies valued at over 10 billion. Pigs on the cusp of a boom can fly higher than rockets.

It started to decline in 2018. The funding chain broke, deposits were withdrawn, the founder was restricted from spending, and everything was in chaos.

The end result of this industry is truly rotten.

But in those middle years, you could make a lot of money.

As long as you pocket your money and run before the bubble bursts, it's normal to see returns of dozens or even hundreds of times.

He now has 200,000.

The World Cup has just begun; out of sixty-four matches, he remembers the scores of at least thirty-odd.

You don't need to bet everything; just pick a dozen or so matches with high odds. Conservatively speaking, by the end of the World Cup, your account balance could grow to over ten million.

In the tens of millions, in 2014.

With this amount of initial capital flowing into the bike-sharing industry, he could have easily become a pioneer rather than a follower.

Wei Yi became more and more excited as he thought about it. He stuck the fried dough stick in his hand into the bowl of soy milk and forgot to take it out after half of it had soaked in it.

He was also well aware of his advantages in this line of work.

He knew which cities were the most contested, where the government's regulatory bottom line lay, which pitfalls to avoid, and when to flee.

He remembers all the mistakes ofo made in its early days: blindly deploying bikes led to uncontrolled maintenance costs, misappropriation of deposits led to the risk of a run on the company, and following the trend of entering third- and fourth-tier cities resulted in all the bikes being stolen and sold as scrap metal.

If he were in charge of these pitfalls now, he's confident he wouldn't fall into a single one.

As for the team.

A college-bound student who just finished the college entrance exam saying he wants to start a bike-sharing business is certainly not up to the task. But he can find partners.

Zhou Min, the daughter of Grandpa Zhou.

Aunt Zhou invested in shared bikes in her past life, so she should still be interested in them in this life.

Moreover, Zhou Min is an investor with extensive connections and resources. With her on the team, financing and expansion will proceed smoothly.

and also

Wei Yi glanced at Chen Xinyi, who was talking to Lin Siyan about administrative law cases.

His sister.

With her abilities, coupled with her precognitive abilities...

Wei Yi simply dared not think about it any further.

"What are you staring at? The fried dough sticks are all mushy."

Chen Xinyi tapped the rim of his bowl with her chopsticks, making a crisp clinking sound.

Wei Yi snapped out of his daze and looked down to see that half a fried dough stick had turned into a clump of mush in the soy milk.

He gave an awkward smile, scooped it up, and swallowed it whole.

Chen Xinyi didn't laugh. She suddenly leaned closer, staring into Wei Yi's eyes. Those peach blossom eyes lacked their usual sweetness; instead, they held a certain air of someone interrogating a case.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Wei Yi felt a chill run down his spine.

"I've sensed something was off about you ever since I saw you yesterday until this morning."

Chen Xinyi slowly traced a circle with the tip of her chopsticks along the edge of the vinegar dish, her eyes darting around as she looked at me.

His sister's intuition was fucking accurate.

"No, it's just..." Wei Yi's mind raced for a moment, "It's my first time in Yanjing, and I'm a little unaccustomed to it."

Chen Xinyi was skeptical, but didn't press him. She placed a small steamed bun in his bowl, her tone returning to its usual "I'm in charge" mode.

"I might be a bit busy today, but I'll take you to Wangfujing tonight or tomorrow when I'm free. Stay home and catch up on your sleep during the day, and don't wander off."

"Okay, sis."

Lin Siyan quietly drank her soy milk.

When Wei Yi answered "I know, sister," her gaze shifted between him and Chen Xinyi for a moment before returning to the tofu pudding in her bowl.

After breakfast, Chen Xinyi and Lin Siyan went to Renmin University for class.

The X5 was parked on the roadside at the entrance of the residential area. Before opening the driver's side door, Chen Xinyi turned around and gave her instructions again.

"Catch up on your sleep! Don't wander off!"

Wei Yi watched the two get into the car.

Before getting into the passenger seat, Lin Siyan glanced back at him, her lips twitching as if she wanted to say something but then remained silent.

The car door closed, and the X5 glided into the morning rush hour traffic.

He stood there, and suddenly the words Lin Siyan uttered in the delivery room in his previous life flashed through his mind again.

"I gave birth to his child, and you promised me you would never kick me out in this lifetime."

At that time, she was pale, smiled at Chen Xinyi, and her eyes were full of Chen Xinyi's image.

Now that he's been given a second chance at life, Wei Yi can appreciate even more in Lin Siyan's subtle actions.

This woman is exactly like his sister from beginning to end.

He's at most the rope in the middle.

Back in room 1203, Wei Yi locked the door.

He opened the Lenovo laptop.

This was bought by Chen Xinyi when she was a freshman in college. She only used it for a year before replacing it with a new one, and gave the old one to him.

Connect to the internet, open a browser, and search for keywords.

"Peking University student entrepreneurship bicycle", "ofo", "shared bicycle".

There isn't much information, but a few results can be found.

A group of students at Peking University set up a bicycle-sharing platform on campus. Currently, there are only a few hundred bicycles, and it only operates within the Peking University campus.

The project initiator is Dai Wei, from the Guanghua School of Management.

At that time, ofo was just a small campus project, and even its official name was still in lowercase.

Wei Yi leaned back in his chair and suddenly felt a sense of exhilaration, as if he had a god-like perspective.

You're figuring it out, but I already know the ending.

He opened a blank document and typed a few lines.

Phase 1: Accumulate capital during the World Cup. Target: 10 million+.

Phase Two: Before the end of the World Cup, after receiving the admission notice and confirming their choices, students will launch their entrepreneurial projects.

Phase 3: After the university starts, formally register the company and start by targeting the campus market.

In the fourth stage, after the scale is expanded, capital is introduced, and investors like Zhou Min are sought for financing and expansion.

Phase 5: 2016 to 2017, find the right opportunity to cash out and exit.

After finishing all that, sleepiness finally crept in. The debt of not sleeping all night had to be repaid eventually.

Wei Yi closed his laptop and flopped onto the bed.

Before closing his eyes, he reached for his phone and glanced at it.

Zhifubao balance: 202700.

This is the starting point.

A month later, that number will increase several dozen times.

That mysterious internal martial art cannot be stopped either.

When I have money in my pocket and strength in my waist, I will be able to face my sister naturally and calmly.