Forcing Me to Be Reborn?!-Chapter 177 - 150 Teacher You Seem to Be in Great Need

Chapter 177: Chapter 150: Teacher, You Seem to Be in Great Need of Money

Chapter 177: Chapter 150: Teacher, You Seem to Be in Great Need of Money

Sichuanese is naturally easy to understand, and since Cheng Zhu had known a few Sichuan women in his previous life, he could basically understand what was being said.

It sounded like his brother rode a motorcycle into someone and needed to compensate 60,000 yuan, otherwise, the matter couldn’t be resolved.

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What made him pay extra attention was that Chen Jieyu kept repeating multiple times to have her mother pick up the phone because she wanted to hear her mom talk about it.

Afterward, the person speaking on the other end of the phone seemed to have switched to her mother.

Cheng Zhu was well aware that Chen Jieyu’s little salary as a counselor wouldn’t be enough to maintain her exquisite lifestyle, let alone have any savings. She was more likely to live paycheck to paycheck.

Half a minute later, Chen Jieyu walked out of the women’s restroom, her face weary, her eyes somewhat dim and listless, and she looked a bit wooden and numb.

But her expression quickly changed to one of astonishment.

Because Cheng Zhu had no intention of avoiding her, he just leaned half against the window sill, with a cigarette in his mouth, making it clear that he had heard everything.

His eyes were fixed on his class counselor, not feeling the slightest embarrassment.

“Who would have thought, Teacher, that you’re also a Sichuan lass,” he said with a grin.

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The weather in Hang City, approaching October, was no longer as hot as before.

It was already four-thirty in the afternoon, and Cheng Zhu, leaning against the window sill smoking, felt it was quite cool.

Chen Jieyu, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looked at the most unique male student in her class and could not help but purse her lips slightly.

She had never seen a student like this before!

Or rather, a student so outrageously brazen.

In her mind, some freshmen might panic when they run into her while smoking.

Although everyone was already an adult and as long as it wasn’t a non-smoking area, most counselors wouldn’t bother them.

Some more approachable male counselors might even join for a cigarette and stand together puffing away.

But as students, many still reflexively behaved, having been schooled by teachers all their lives.

But look at Cheng Zhu, how natural he was at smoking.

The whole person leaned against the window sill; his right foot hooked up, the heel resting on the wall tiles. He was only short of putting his left hand in his pocket, quite carefree!

Not to mention, the implication of his earlier words was pretty clear that he heard what she said while he was smoking and probably understood the dialect.

Even the words from his mouth carried a hint of ease and tease.

Such a brazen student unexpectedly left her, a counselor, somewhat at a loss.

Cheng Zhu only smoked half a cigarette and then extinguished it in the trash can.

If the other person didn’t smoke, he usually wouldn’t chat and smoke at the same time.

He saw Chen Jieyu watching his hand actions, so he said with a smile, “Are you wondering why there is a trash can here that can be used to extinguish cigarette butts? Haha, I bought this and placed it here.”

Chen Jieyu: “…”

She wasn’t curious; her gaze was just instinctively following his every move.

This trash can was indeed bought by Cheng Zhu specifically for this spot.

In the Eastern Building, only the toilets allow smoking, and men like to gather together for a smoke and a chat, so this place was sure to become a relaxing spot for the people from class 212.

—A group of men, a pack of cigarettes, a mention of a beauty brings half a day of joy.

Having a convenient trash can isn’t a bad thing and is also conducive to hygiene.

And the reason Cheng Zhu didn’t pretend to ignore and act as if he hadn’t heard anything was very simple.

He had the ability to solve the problem.

It looks like you, the beautiful teacher, seem to be in need of money!

Why not…

He threw the extinguished cigarette into the trash can, looked at the beautiful class counselor in front of him, and said lightly, “How much more do you need?”

Chen Jieyu looked up at him and instinctively said, “No need, I will figure it out myself.”

Borrow money from a student?

She never even considered such a thing.

Whether it was out of self-respect or for other reasons, she reflexively uttered those words.

But after saying it, she was actually quite bewildered.

Many people might think that it’s just a few tens of thousands of yuan, is it that hard to find someone to borrow from?

But is that really the case in real life?

If you’re borrowing from relatives, that’s somewhat easier to discuss.

An ordinary wage-earner in their twenties finding friends to borrow tens of thousands from is difficult!

Many people start calculating your repayment ability as soon as they hear you’re borrowing money.

You earn a few thousand a month and have daily expenses; how much can you pay me back each month? How long will it take to return a few tens of thousands?

Moreover, these days people willing to lend money are becoming fewer and fewer.

Like Chen Jieyu, who’s from Sichuan, working alone in Hang City, seems to have quite average connections in the teachers’ circle.

More importantly, she’s made her social media content look too exquisite!

This is the most fatal point!

If she borrows money from the people around her, her “persona” would collapse instantly.

The most likely person who might lend her money directly now seems to be Dean Zhang and his wife.

Dean Zhang’s wife was her graduate supervisor, very kind to her, an exceptionally gentle and good-natured woman.

But really, to approach her own teacher and school leader?

She was actually leaning more towards borrowing from some platform or institution, even with higher interest.

Cheng Zhu looked up at her, thinking the woman was seriously deluded.

“I’m willing to help you, but you refuse, then you want to beg someone else?”

He took out his phone directly and transferred fifty thousand to her through WeChat.

“I’ve transferred you fifty thousand on WeChat. You have to return this money no matter what, otherwise, I’ll post the chat record in the school’s forum, saying you….” He appraised the sharp-looking counselor up and down, saying something slightly frivolous and out of line: “Say you took fifty thousand yuan from me as a ‘kept fee,’ and the post will definitely explode!”

After saying that, he left without looking back towards room 212, only raising his hand with the phone in it and waving gently as a goodbye sign for her to check her phone.

His final words were deliberately provocative, so she might feel less uneasy about taking the money.

When Cheng Zhu was smoking, he inexplicably recalled the dire fate of Chen Jieyu in his previous life’s timeline.

Don’t forget, she’s a staunch advocate for not getting married, seemingly with significant issues in her birth family.

He wasn’t sure if today’s event would impact her future.

Speaking of which, Cheng Zhu wasn’t short of money now, and he didn’t care about the interest after lending out 50,000 yuan.

Chen Jieyu had helped him out before with the affair involving Dean Zhang and Director Li; it was purely a favor returned.

This favor was worth the price.

To him, the counselor would probably be useful in the future.

As for how long it would take her to repay the fifty thousand, Cheng Zhu didn’t care.

But the money had to be returned!

It had to be returned no matter what! He wasn’t joking with his last statement!

He just couldn’t accept lending money and then the other person not returning it.

Some people are embarrassed to press for repayment after lending money.

If the other party plays dead, or deliberately defaults, Cheng Zhu would definitely press them, possibly even through a persistent visit.

Even if they end up with no money in the end, he would find a way to get compensation in other ways.

Chen Jieyu wouldn’t be an exception.

“Ms. Chen, who loves wearing professional skirt suits, you owe me a lot now,” he thought.

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When Cheng Zhu returned to room 212, Zheng Qingfeng was no longer there.

“Is old Zheng out on a date?” Cheng Zhu asked Dong Dong and Liu Feng.

“Yeah, he just left. He said to tell you that he would take your advice,” Dong Dong replied.

The boys in the gaming studio all looked towards Cheng Zhu, eager for the aftermath of old Zheng’s date.

It wouldn’t have been so interesting if Zheng Qingfeng were just going on a date like usual.

But why did Cheng Zhu advise him?

— “Waiting for a follow-up”!

Let’s all see if this campus figure is truly a Grandmaster we should worship, or if he’s just all talk!

While Cheng Zhu was away, they had already gotten together and discussed; people like Wei Bo hadn’t seen Guan Jiayue and were all curious about what kind of girl she was for the boss to give advice.

Dong Dong and others uniformly responded: “A very pure girl!”

Such an answer made their heads spin even more.

Cheng Zhu could guess what these youngsters were thinking.

He had seen plenty of girls like Guan Jiayue before, how could he not know how to handle them?

This kind of girl seems shrewd but is actually incredibly foolish!

At night, after dinner, Cheng Zhu and the others returned to room 309.

Around eight in the evening, Dong Dong couldn’t help but murmur, “Why hasn’t old Zheng returned yet? He hasn’t even replied in the group.”

“He’s out shopping, it’s still early,” Liu Feng said.

“Do you think they held hands?” Dong Dong squinted seriously.

“I bet five yuan, it’s impossible. Guan Jiayue is so innocent; she should be very conservative,” Liu Feng replied.

“True, and with old Zheng being so inwardly passionate, always pretending to be cool, he definitely wouldn’t make the first move either,” Dong Dong nodded in agreement.

The two of them actually didn’t realize that Zheng Qingfeng, usually so reserved, had somehow overtaken them both.

Dong Dong: “I haven’t even had a solo date with Zhu Yingying yet!”

Liu Feng: “I haven’t even had a solo date with Chen Tingting yet!”

The young men were a bit disgruntled.

They looked up in sync at Cheng Zhu, who had already gone to bed.

Cheng Zhu had washed up early and lay in bed scrolling through his phone, busy with who knows what.

They didn’t know that the “Persistent Visit” new release would drop at eight o’clock.

Cheng Zhu was also hoping that this batch of new products could cause a stir in the dance sections of various platforms!

To him, every female dance internet celebrity could potentially be a walking billboard for his shop!

In his previous life, there were simply too many women wearing black tight spider outfits, dancing. You could find a bunch on any major platform!

And they were the best publicity for these products!

By eight-thirty, after checking the backend data for a half-hour since the launch, Cheng Zhu was satisfied with the sales.

“Now, just wait for it to ferment online,” he thought.

Just then, Zheng Qingfeng, all smiles, finally returned to the dorm.

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(ps: Second update, asking for monthly votes.

Today, I went to the hospital for a check-up, and it turns out my back pain is due to lumbar muscle strain from sitting too long and typing…)