After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

When the elevator doors opened, there wasn't enough room for everyone to stand inside. Qin Zhifeng let the doctors in first, while he himself remained standing. The students who were attending the lecture didn't dare to ride the elevator with the professors, and most of them waited for the next one.

Seeing Qin Zhifeng acting like a successful man in human skin the whole time, Qin Zhixin was secretly shocked. She only dared to move closer and speak in a low voice after the doctors had gone far away.

"Gosh, Gouzi, you're really acting like a human being now. Tell your dad the lowdown on how much you earn?"

"It's not much. The big money isn't mine. Don't pay too much attention to adult matters like you, little brat."

Qin Zhifeng flicked Qin Zhixin's forehead hard. He was too lazy to hold back his strength against this damn girl. After flicking her, Qin Zhixin's forehead was red.

Wu Xue'en, seeing his mentor take the elevator downstairs, tiptoed over like a thief. Qin Zhifeng's attitude towards this high school friend was much better than his own daughter, and he started teasing again as he approached. "Can you straighten your back when you walk? Look at you. We're going to eat, not climb over the wall to the internet cafe."

Wu Xueen made a rough "hmm" sound with his nasal voice as a response. He was also curious about Qin Zhixin's question just now.

"Fengzi, how much does the company give my boss?"

Although Wu Xueen's supervisor was an associate professor who could only supervise master's students, he was relatively young and performed a lot of surgeries. While still an intern, Wu Xueen heard that his current boss frequently changed cars, often selling luxury cars worth hundreds of thousands of yuan in less than a year, without any concern for depreciation. It seemed he used to be a very wealthy man.

"It depends on how much your boss wants to use. Our profit share isn't particularly high, and the profit from Chinese patent medicine is higher."

"Come on, you're only talking about the ratio and not the price? You only charge a few thousand for a whole bag of Chinese patent medicine, but this medicine of yours, wow, one milligram is fourteen thousand. It's hundreds of times more expensive than gold."

Qin Zhixin didn't say anything, she just listened quietly. She felt that this topic was not suitable for a poor high school student like her who had only a few dollars in her pocket. Qin Zhifeng knew that the topic was sensitive, and seeing this little girl almost leaning over to listen, he was disgusted and showed no sympathy at all.

"Don't get so close. Just focus on your studies. There's no point in being curious."

Qin Zhifeng was talking to himself, but he didn't know if he was talking to Wu Xueen or Qin Zhixin. When the elevator arrived, he pushed Qin Zhixin's shoulders and pushed her into the elevator, while he and Wu Xueen stayed outside.

Qin Zhixin was a little confused. She was squeezed in the elevator with a group of people. She didn't know what Qin Zhifeng was going to do.

Seeing that she seemed to be hesitant to speak, Qin Zhifeng spoke again.

"Go to the restaurant first. Xue En and I have something to talk about. Don't run around like a fool. Don't drink tap water. Remember to open the packaging when eating. Don't swallow the desiccant. If you eat bones, remember to spit them out."

Those who hadn't dared to go down with the teacher heard a burst of laughter. Qin Zhixin's fair face flushed red with anger when she heard what Qin Zhifeng said. She was about to come and settle the score with Qin Zhifeng, but the elevator door just closed. Qin Zhifeng didn't wait for the elevator any longer. He dragged Wu Xueen to the stairs. Once they entered the hotel stairwell, they found that there was really no one around.

Wu Xueen went downstairs with a hunched back and a timid look. Only when there was no one around did he relax and start talking nonsense again.

"I really can't recognize your sister after not seeing her for a few years. Hey, she was just a little boy when she was little. Fengzi, I remember you had another cousin, but not the cocky one, the one who always wore little skirts."

"That one is from my aunt's family. She has no blood relationship with me. She is the daughter of that girl's uncle."

"Tsk, that little girl is so beautiful you can tell she's a beauty. No wonder you always fall for someone else. It's because you've been exposed to beautiful women too early, and your threshold has been raised too high."

Qin Zhifeng smiled and did not comment on whether Wu Xueen's statement was right or wrong.

"Is it wrong to have a high threshold? Whether it's falling in love with someone else or being a playboy, it all requires capital. My hardware determines it. Even if I was a novice who knew nothing a year ago, I should have understood after being actively pursued by these people a few times."

"Narcissistic, too narcissistic. You get it too easily so you don't cherish it."

"If something is easy to get, it means it is not precious. If it is not precious, why should I cherish it?"

Now it was Wu Xueen's turn to not know what to say. Seeing that Qin Zhifeng had only a formal smile on his face, he felt inexplicably jealous.

"If I had your appearance, I wouldn't be like you..."

Wu Xueen didn't say anything further, but his meaning was clear. Seeing Wu Xueen like this, Qin Zhifeng knew he was a rookie who had been stuck in school since he started college. Now that he had graduated, he still acted so timidly. Qin Zhifeng simply found it amusing.

"You haven't experienced how proactive it is."

“How proactive can you be?”

"There was someone in the library looking for me, Yue Pao. I didn't even know her, but she took the initiative to come over and give me a note, and even found out my name. There was another girl I didn't remember much about, but she reminded me a few days before my birthday and asked what gift I wanted."

Wu Xueen felt a toothache.

"The first one is a bit outrageous, but the one behind is so sweet to you, isn't she a good girl? Why don't you date her?"

"No, I thought she was ugly, so I refused to have sex with her."

"You are discriminatory against appearances."

Qin Zhifeng chuckled. "Of course there's discrimination. I'm not someone who's willing to sleep with just any ugly person. Do I have to be nice to someone who's nice to me? Being nice to someone with ulterior motives is a real problem."

"Tsk, it's much better to look at my girlfriend this way. At least she's reserved."

Unexpectedly, Wu Xueen mentioned that he was not yet his girlfriend's ambiguous partner. He walked in front and seemed to be talking to himself. Qin Zhifeng looked strange when he heard it.

"Are you sure she's reserved? The last time I came to have dinner with you, you said she was reserved. It's been over half a month now, right? I remember you and her have been flirting for a long time. You're still at the same level as you were half a month ago. Aren't you stupid?"

Wu Xueen felt a little lacking in confidence.

"This is called slow warming up. People like you who eat fast food don't understand. Mine is the purest and most normal kind of emotion."

Qin Zhifeng sneered.

"What do you mean by slow to warm up? You're just looking for another partner while you're still in the market. I don't think you're what she wants, but she doesn't have anyone better than you right now. She's about to take the postgraduate entrance exam, and there's this idiot asking her about her well-being. Don't wait until she passes and still be reserved with you. If you've ever seen a girl take the initiative, you won't believe this nonsense about being reserved and slow to warm up. Even the most reserved and reserved girls will find ways to hint at you."

Wu Xueen was a little annoyed by the criticism, but he had indeed never seen a girl take the initiative.

"You just think too badly of women. Aren't traditional women very reserved?"

"Traditional doesn't mean conservative. In the 1970s and 1980s, dating meant watching a movie and then holding hands in a park. You've done almost everything you should and shouldn't do with your girlfriend now, and if she's still being reserved, it means she's not attracted to you. The simplest way to tell whether a woman values ​​you as a human being is to see if she's willing to make the effort."

"Forget it, let's not talk about that. You and that cocky brat talk the same way. With your looks, your opinions are worthless. She's different from the older generation who know nothing. She reads a lot, and she's a feminist. Last week, she even asked me to read The Second Sex and Misogyny."

Qin Zhifeng actually laughed out loud when he heard it.

"What the hell is this? Is it some last century fashion?"

"You know these two books? She reads a lot and often talks a lot..."

Qin Zhifeng interrupted him rudely. "You're saying a lot of seemingly sophisticated translation combinations, and you seem to be making a point. Is this what you're trying to say?"

"That's about right. Anyway, don't bring in the older generation. They don't read, and they're different from her."

"Come on, these books are at least decades old. Do you think they were sealed after they were written and only released in the past two years? I don't even want to read this book cover to cover. It's a waste of time."

“You’ve really read these two books.”

"No, my ex-girlfriend likes me. I dated a few during my undergraduate years. One of them was a normal person at first, but the more she read these books, the more crazy she became. She was the one pursuing me at first, but later she felt that I owed her by pursuing me. She blamed me for not having the right clothes and not having the same taste in food as her, and she implied that I should change. What a jerk! How dare you play server testing with me?"

The two of them walked out of the stairwell, handed in their meal tickets, and went inside the buffet area. Qin Zhifeng had been here several times before, so he was naturally familiar with the route. Wu Xueen, on the other hand, was still looking around, unsure of what to eat, but he simply followed Qin Zhifeng, following him closely. He would also take a bite of whatever Qin Zhifeng added to his plate.

"Fengzi, what did you just say your ex-girlfriend was playing with you?"

"It's an obedience test. I saw it on Douban. Some of them call it a crap test. If you don't answer what you want, you're wrong."

"What the hell are you looking at? How do you test it? Are you saying your clothes are ugly and your food tastes weird?"

"It's not that simple. Most of the time, the focus is on very small things: one is internal, the other is external. Externally, for example, if I like wearing basketball shoes, she'll say they get dirty easily, are too expensive, have weak soles, and so on. She can cite a lot of bad things about me, and if you change, you've lost. Internally, for example, she'll jokingly say I'm sick, have a bad temper, spend money lavishly, and so on. Whenever she says I have this or that flaw but doesn't say I want to change, she's clearly laying the groundwork for future infringement on the other person's interests."

Wu Xueen's tongue pressed against his back teeth.

"I won't judge the one behind you, but if she asked you to change, why don't you do it? It's just a small matter. You're in a relationship, and if you can't even compromise with each other, then what's the point of talking about it?"

"First, you need to determine whether this habit actually affects your daily life. If it's a long-standing habit that doesn't affect your life, but she explicitly asks you to change it, you absolutely cannot comply. If you change once, they'll push you even further."

Wu Xueen's face wasn't looking good. "You're just too picky. What you're talking about is just a small matter. Just bear with it and it will pass."

"It's different. You think I'm unwilling to compromise, but I think you're too chauvinistic."

"Oh my god, I'm still a male chauvinist? I'm just a virgin, you're really bullying me."

"No, that's your problem. You simply don't see the other person as an independent individual. They're also adults, individuals with complete autonomy in the legal and social sense. Because you're a male chauvinist, you feel no threat to women, so you tolerate all their unreasonable demands. This way of thinking is flawed. You assume you're the dominant force in a relationship and that you owe the other person something. Women aren't stupid. They mature earlier than men their age and are more realistic and snobbish than men. If you underestimate their ability to cause trouble and let them manipulate you, they will absolutely destroy everything you have."

Chapter 133 Newbie Benefits

The National Day holiday was already half over, and Qin Zhixin was sent back to her hometown on the third day. Qin Zhifeng also came a day later.

The Qin family's old house is located in "Huangzigang". Villages in Anhui Province like to use the word "gang". It is impossible to know exactly when this name was used, but there are indeed badgers in Huanzigang, and there are quite a few of them, living in nests.

When Qin Zhixin was a child, she often saw fat badgers baring their teeth at her and then running into the bushes. Some badgers hid in the grass, probably thinking that they could not be found, and would not move even when people approached them. At this time, if she took a wild boar spear and poked them, she would be able to kill one in nine out of ten cases.

Huanzigang lies downstream from Yellow Lake, its waters diluted by a dense network of rivers. Even in places as close as Huanzigang, the current remains steady. The village nestles against the water, nestled at the foot of a series of low hills. About two hundred meters from the Qin family's old house, over a small hill, lies the gently sloping riverbed, strewn with pebbles of various colors. During flood season, the water barely reaches waist-deep.

Some people may be unfamiliar with the name badger. It has a common name called "猹", which is the little beast stabbed by a steel fork in Xun Ge'er's writing.

The village had only about twenty households. Besides the elderly, the only regular residents were fruit farmers who contracted land from the nearby hills. The village only saw a few people during holidays; year-round, badgers outnumbered people. Qin Zhixin slumped lazily in her armchair, slumped over the table, her eyes bleary, her small hand barely able to hold the pen steady.

The hall was dark, but the sun was shining brightly outside, and the light streamed in through the windows, making the room dim and half-lit, making people feel lazy. The ginkgo trees in the courtyard were ripe with fruit, and there was an indescribable smell, a bit pungent, but acceptable once you get used to it.

Feeling sleepy, Qin Zhixin tossed her pen into the pen holder, not wanting to continue copying homework. She threw on a dusty cotton jacket and lay down on the recliner, closing her eyes for a nap. She couldn't help but recall last night's erotic dream.

For several days in a row, she had been having a very strange dream, dreaming that she was getting married to a man she had never met in the future. The dream was very long, so long that she was tried in all kinds of positions in the dream. She kept begging for mercy, but the guy in the dream was like taking drugs and making her dizzy.

Qin Zhixin gritted her teeth, unable to help but sulking. But she was indeed feeling shamefully aroused again. The thought of being tormented in her dream made her body feel a strong sense of emptiness. Her rosy white face turned a little pink with shame, and she subconsciously clamped her legs together. Even this slight stimulation gave her a sense of comfort.

Her little hand unconsciously began to reach down.

When Qin Zhixin was still considering whether to reward herself secretly, Qin Zhifeng suddenly rushed in from outside, and with him also slipped in the yellow-haired native dog raised by her great-grandfather. This sudden change startled Qin Zhixin and made her a little furious.

"You came in without saying hello? What if I was changing clothes?"

Qin Zhifeng ignored her blame.

"Hey, you finally look like a woman now. Have you finished your homework? I'm going to town to buy something, do you want to come?"

Qin Zhixin glanced over and saw Qin Zhifeng wearing a windbreaker suitable for walking in the woods. He looked very unruly, and the silly dog ​​at his feet was wagging its tail.

"No, it's too tiring. It takes more than half an hour to walk there."

"I borrowed the electric scooter from next door, so I don't have to walk. It's as fast as lightning!"

Qin Zhixin was amused by his antics. Although the small supermarket in town didn't have much to sell, she sat up since she had nothing to do.

"Okay. I'll go get some snacks."

"Wait a minute, why is your face so red? Do you have a cold? Are you shy?"

Qin Zhifeng then realized something was wrong. Qin Zhixin's rosy face, lazy demeanor, and large, almost watery eyes made her look quite alluring. Qin Zhixin felt a little embarrassed and angry, and glared at him, scolding him.

"I'm hot, my cotton-padded jacket is so warm."

After saying this, Qin Zhixin deliberately opened her coat a little, as if she was really hot.

"Okay, I need some rock sugar and dark soy sauce over here. You can go over there and see what else you want to buy."

Qin Zhifeng's eyes were somewhat obscure, pretending to know nothing. He looked at her for a moment longer before walking out. The family dog ​​didn't follow him, returning to its kennel under the chair to rest. Qin Zhixin took a deep breath to regulate her heartbeat. Although Qin Zhifeng's sudden appearance had startled her, her joy in the midst of the shock seemed to have intensified.

She shook her head to stop thinking about it, wrapped her cotton jacket tightly around her and followed.

The tricycle was used by the elderly from the Zhang family next door to haul goods. It had a front compartment but no doors, serving only as a rain shield. The Zhang and Qin families had a close relationship. Zhang Yunting, the Zhang family's father, was Qin Zhixin's godfather, and he had an ambiguous relationship with Tang Yuyu. The child from the Zhang family's second wife was a year younger than Qin Zhixin, and they had often played together, stealing and robbing each other, when Qin Zhixin returned to Huanzigang.

Qin Zhifeng was already waiting on the bus seat. Qin Zhixin stepped onto the bus and sat next to him. Seeing him peeling an orange, Qin Zhixin grabbed a slice and stuffed it into her mouth. Then her face wrinkled up, and she couldn't spit it out or swallow it. It took a long time for her to speak.

"It's so sour."

Qin Zhifeng was amused by her reaction and threw the remaining oranges into the field next to him.

"I picked them on the roadside, the skin is still green."

Tricycles trudged along the cement roads between villages, a little over half an hour's walk from Huanzigang. A dozen years ago, this town was just a larger village, but Nanling had grown so rapidly, absorbing a large number of people from Anhui and Jiangsu provinces. The urban area grew larger year by year, and the town itself had developed in recent years.

The core of the town is a street, the tallest building is only seven stories high, and it is full of small shops.

By 2014, a more appropriate term will appear to describe this place: urban-rural junction.

There are few neutral concepts that have been continuously stigmatized since their inception, and the urban-rural fringe is one such example. It seems that the mere mention of this term conjures up images of "Shamatte," "spirited young men," and "shampoo girls," as if all the unseemly people in China are here.

But in fact?

The facts are not important; what is important is what those “city folks” online think a group should be.

Before reaching the supermarket, Qin Zhifeng stopped at a fishing tackle shop. He didn't get out of the car, but just looked through the window.

"There's a new fishing tackle shop here. Want to go fishing? The fish in the riverbank should be pretty fat right now."

Qin Zhixin rolled her eyes at him and got out of the car first.

"If you want to play, just say so."

After she finished speaking, she walked towards the store. Qin Zhifeng saw this and got out of the car, running quickly in front of Qin Zhixin.

The fishing tackle shop was sparsely decorated, with a distinct, fishy smell of bait. The entire shop consisted of a few wooden cabinets and a low glass counter. Qin Zhixin took a quick look before retreating to a corner to play with her phone. Qin Zhifeng, on the other hand, was clearly intrigued, constantly asking the owner how to fish. His clueless expression practically etched the words "I'm a novice" on his forehead.

The boss always spoke in "jargon", and Qin Zhifeng, who was a middleman and had a lot of money, spent money lavishly. After a few words from the boss, he started to pay again. He bought not only fishing rods, fishing lines, and fish hooks, but also bait, lures, and pheromones. He spent more than three hundred yuan to buy a large bag of miscellaneous items.

Qin Zhifeng put the things into the cargo box of the electric tricycle. Qin Zhixin went to rummage through them. Those things had a strong fishy smell, and Qin Zhixin frowned.

"Brother, you're making it difficult for yourself right from the start. You might as well just grab a fork. Fish are pretty stupid anyway."

"You know shit. I'll take you fishing later and show you a rod. Look, I bought you a rod too."

"Come on, do you know how to fish? We used to use baskets. It's much more practical to buy a basket than a rod."

Qin Zhifeng waved his hand.