"Hey, Bro, you’re back?"
The mont Xiao Dongbei saw Han Lie, it was as if he’d seen his own dear brother; he imdiately offered a cigarette, fetched so water, and started sucking up to him.
Ding Ding, on the other hand, was sowhat evasive, not daring to look Han Lie directly in the face.
"Brother Lie..."
Han Lie grinned, slung an arm around Ding Ding, and clapped him hard on the shoulder. WHACK! WHACK! "What’s with ’Brother Lie’? We haven’t seen each other for half a month, and you’re already acting so distant? Call Brother-in-law!"
"Ah? I..."
"Haha, just ssing with you... THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! I’ve been swamped lately... THUMP! THUMP! THUMP! ...haven’t had much ti to chat with your sister... THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!"
Ding Ding grimaced, looking like he was about to cry.
Xiao Dongbei ducked his head, not daring to interfere, and watched with shifty eyes as Ding Ding was ’tortured’.
Han Lie was in a hurry. After giving his young brother-in-law a quick roughing up, he let him go and went to change his clothes.
Ding Yu grimaced, rubbing his shoulder. When Han Lie turned his back to rummage through the wardrobe, he couldn’t resist shooting a massive eye-roll at the bastard who wanted to be his brother-in-law.
This kid, Ding Ding, appeared so timid and harmless, but he was actually quite cunning.
His shyness was genuine, and his cuteness was a protective camouflage; deep down, he possessed a ruthless streak, fiercely loyal only to his own people.
How could he have gotten so chummy with Huang Wei from the start, even daring to jump in and land a few kicks during fights, if he weren’t a troublemaker himself?
Xiao Dongbei tried to hold back his laughter, finding the entire scene quite amusing.
This guy was incredibly slick, absolutely delighted at the prospect of selling out his good friend’s sister to curry favor with Big Bro Lie.
Well, it’s not my sister, right?
"Big Bro, where are you headed?"
Xiao Dongbei actively looked for an opportunity to suck up.
Han Lie replied casually, "The Literature and Arts Departnt is recruiting today, so I need to go oversee things... What about you two? You haven’t been back in ages."
As soon as the recruitnt for the Literature and Arts Departnt was ntioned, Xiao Dongbei’s eyes glead.
"We ca back specifically for this! It’s the talk of the campus lately... Bro, take your little bro along, huh?"
"Sure."
Bringing a couple of lackeys along was no big deal, so Han Lie nonchalantly agreed.
"Tell , what’s the word around school?"
Xiao Dongbei was ecstatic. He started spraying cologne under his armpits and began to babble excitedly.
"The word on campus now is that you, Big Bro, have connections in the entertainnt industry. They say you can get them outside gigs to earn big money, and that the school has to indulge you. Plus, joining the Literature and Arts Departnt ans they can take leave whenever they want without losing points...
That benefit alone is enough! If they get in good with you, they can snag outside work anyti and still pass their finals. How aweso is that?
That one, Qu Pingting, the big beauty, rember her?
She’s a senior from our School of International Relations, a well-known ’little rich girl.’ All her hanfu are custom-made.
Apparently, the news that you’re getting into private equity ca from her.
Whoa, the number of people wanting to get in on this is staggering!
Seriously, quite a few wealthy young n and won from our School of International Relations are eager to connect with you. They’ve been constantly asking Ding Ding and about you lately...
Oh! Right, Liu Feiyu and Fang Tongzhi, haven’t they invited you for a al yet?
Last ti we went to the bathhouse, Brother Fang seed to hint at sothing like that..."
Boy, that’s a lot of information.
Han Lie listened intently, processing the details in his mind one by one.
Qu Pingting, of course, he rembered.
She was a petite, delicate beauty with a classical charm. Han Lie would have rated her an 80, but she was thoroughly outshone by Ding Xiang, a beauty of similar classical temperant.
But this girl was sharp. Back then, she was the first to align herself with Han Lie, expressing her willingness to follow his arrangents.
Han Lie had realized she was sidling up for benefits, but he hadn’t expected her to have set her sights on his fund so far in advance.
Tsk tsk, too smart.
No wonder she preferred to keep to herself in the Hanfu Society, doing her own thing. Guess she thought that bunch of losers in the Student Union weren’t worth her ti, huh?
Compared to her, Yin Qin and Tan Xuan’s thod of cashing in by becoming models seed rather crude.
Of course, coming from different family backgrounds, such a comparison wasn’t entirely appropriate.
Still, Qu Pingting could definitely be of great use; Han Lie was desperately short of intelligent people.
As for those rich kids from the School of International Relations eager to jump on the bandwagon... they can just wait!
Those who are too eager rarely make for good deals.
Han Lie already had plans for them; it was just that the timing wasn’t quite right yet.
Students from 985 universities starting businesses have the backing of their school, with its inexhaustible supply of technical and managent talent.
What does the College of Humanities have? All its real talent is concentrated in the School of International Relations, but all they have is money.
And money was the one thing Han Lie didn’t lack right now. So, they still needed to be worn down a bit. At the very least, he had to squeeze out information about their connections before considering anything.
Fang Tongzhi hadn’t contacted him rashly, clearly understanding the situation.
Spending money to book a room for cards was one thing, but when it ca to discussing collaboration, those casual, wining-and-dining buddies wouldn’t cut it.
What value can you provide?
Alright, they can figure it out themselves!
Han Lie slipped a Burberry trench coat over his shirt, then draped their classic large-check cal hair scarf around his neck, instantly looking devilishly handso and roguish.
"Bro, so handso!"
Xiao Dongbei flattered shalessly, then scratched his head in confusion. "Big Bro, have you gotten taller again?"
"Yep! Another two centiters."
At the ntion of this, Brother Lie’s face lit up.
He now stood a full 185 cm tall, all growth that had occurred since his rebirth.
Given his age, growing taller wasn’t entirely unexpected, but it was still enough to make others envious.
Ding Ding was green with envy, muttering under his breath, "I’m only eighteen, how co I haven’t grown even a single centiter..."
"Heh heh, quite ambitious, aren’t we!"
Han Lie smirked and raised an eyebrow. Little Ding Ding’s face imdiately darkened.
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