Reborn: I'll Never Fail My Childhood Sweetheart Again-Chapter 341 - 139: Summer Solstice Approaches, Su Zelin’s 18th Birthday (Part 3)
The team atmosphere was great; whenever someone made a sale, others would come over and high-five them in celebration.
Other universities’ digital stores weren’t thriving, yet Younger Brother Su’s business at the finance institute was booming for a reason.
Brother Xiao Yang couldn’t help but marvel.
If it were back when they first met, if the hustler had discussed these things with Brother Xiao Yang, the effect might not have been as good.
The same words coming from different people carry different weights.
That famous saying, "Even pigs can fly if they stand in the right breeze," wouldn’t have been so widely accepted if it hadn’t come from Lei Buzi, or if it was said before Lei Buzi became famous.
Similarly, if Su Zelin had said these things to Brother Xiao Yang when they first met, people might have thought what he said made sense, but the agreement wouldn’t have been as strong.
After all, at that time, you were just a regular college student without any achievements; no matter how elegantly you spoke, it would’ve seemed like mere bluffing.
But now Su Zelin was not only a college student but also the owner of a rapidly rising digital company; that changes things. With successful experiences and achievements, his words carry much more credibility.
He and Su Zelin had so many ideas that clicked instantly, and he even felt a bit of regret for not meeting sooner.
"I will continue to open New Era stores within universities, using campuses as a base to encircle the cities."
Without any reservations, Su Zelin candidly shared his ambition with Brother Xiao Yang.
Your ambitions are big, and that grand vision you paint is enticing!
Yang Fen was shaken.
Encircling cities from campuses, Brother Su’s appetite is truly impressive!
"This game will be challenging, but it will also be fun. If Brother Xiao Yang is interested, why not join me and play together!"
Su Zelin extended the olive branch once more.
Brother Xiao Yang fell into silence, discerning Su Zelin’s intentions.
The other party needed a partner.
But even though this partner was nominally equal, the one who proposed the plan would obviously be the big boss, taking the biggest share and having the most say.
If he accepted the invitation, it wouldn’t mean being subordinate, but it would require taking a slightly lesser role—something Yang Fen, who had always operated solo and was full of confidence, had never considered.
He too harbored ambitions, always thinking about how to break free from the limitations of his current small shop and expand his business.
Yet now, someone appeared who was more ambitious than him.
And he had to admit, this person might very well be stronger than him.
Should he continue to be a proud lone wolf?
Or should he team up with the strong?
This was the decision Brother Xiao Yang needed to face.
After a while, he took a deep breath: "Younger Brother Su, I need to go back and think about this matter!"
Raising three fingers, Brother Xiao Yang slowly said, "Within three days, no matter what, I will give you an answer!"
"Alright, Brother Xiao Yang, I’ll be eagerly awaiting your good news!"
Su Zelin agreed heartily.
He was confident.
Currently, Yang Fen’s career was just getting started.
If he didn’t become his partner, like in the past life, it would take at least ten years, perhaps eight, to achieve some success after transitioning due to pressure from certain platforms.
But if he partnered with him, ten or eight years later, barring any surprises, his achievements would have already surpassed the peak of his previous life.
As expected, two days later, Brother Xiao Yang called Su Zelin again.
"Count me in!"
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Time passed day by day.
The gentle breeze of late spring bid farewell to the picturesque green of May, and June arrived quietly with its fiery sun and brilliant summer flowers.
With the cicadas’ buzz somehow beginning to appear on campus, the weather grew hotter and hotter.
Mid-summer was approaching, though the extreme heat had yet to arrive.
At the finance institute, in the public course classroom.
Many confident girls couldn’t wait to slip into their newly acquired dresses, showcasing their vibrant, youthful, and unbeatable attractive figures to their hearts’ content.
"Thud!"
Su Zelin’s fountain pen fell to the ground, and he bent down to pick it up.
The Five Rascals found it odd, thinking to themselves: Wasn’t the hustler’s pen-spinning skill so adept that he could make flowers with it? Why was he frequently dropping it lately, sometimes even several times during a class?
Only Nanaz understood the reason. She knew that when this guy sat next to her at the literary society meeting, he dropped his pen all the time, and it always fell within a range where he could pick it up—this wasn’t a coincidence, nor could there be so many coincidences.
No wonder he’s a guitar-playing expert; his hand skills are exceptional, guiding precisely like he has pinpoint accuracy.
When Su Zelin picked up that Hero fountain pen once again, Ding Linna couldn’t help but turn around: "Class monitor, haven’t you had enough?"
At the literary society meeting, she tolerated it, but today, besides herself, Ah Xi, Milky Candy, and Jelly were also wearing dresses. She felt it was necessary to look out for her roommates to prevent them from suffering.
This sentence was quite puzzling, and the Five Rascals couldn’t comprehend its meaning.
What did Nanaz mean?
Could it be that this was a secret code between her and the third one, asking if he had enough last night and if he wanted more today?
Naturally, Su Zelin understood Nanaz’s words; the complete version was "Have you seen enough?"
"Pretty much."
The hustler chuckled awkwardly, thinking to himself, Nanaz, you really are meddlesome. Be careful, or one day I might take you under my wing and slowly teach you to be more sensible!
After that, he no longer dropped his pen. The fountain pen twirled faster in his hand than the ceiling fan above, like a small propeller had grown on his hand, mesmerizing the Five Rascals, who thought to themselves: How come the third one suddenly returned to normal with his pen-spinning skills?
