A youth must cherish lofty ambitions, for he once vowed to be the finest in the world. Chapter 154: When one man attains the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven (6)

On the other hand, Zhang Yan, that young girl, smiled shyly and slightly at Fang Yu,
"Hello, President Fang~"
"Hello. You guys go ahead with your work, I'm heading upstairs to rest."
Lu Zhen stopped in his tracks, grabbed him with a grin,
"Boss Fang, I gave that engineering prototype from last time to Zhang Yan to use. You're not mad, are you?"
The new models brought back this time had already been distributed to everyone, and Sun Han hadn't bothered to collect the few old phones.
"Well, suit yourself. Handle your own things however you like. But the signal on that batch of old phones isn't very good. Does the little girl mind?"
"Zhang Yan doesn't mind at all. She said the phone looks nice, can order food delivery, and is convenient. Heh, so I made the executive decision to give it to her."
"It's fine. I'm going upstairs to rest, see you later." He stopped talking with Lu Zhen, turned around to wave at Xia Churan, and the two of them entered another townhouse.
Taking advantage of the time the young girl spent washing up, he sneaked back to his own room, shut the door, and began to calculate his assets.
Ever since his rebirth, his business had been smooth sailing. In just over half a year, he had relied on Zhang Hao and the others to become a millionaire. But these were all intangible things; even if he made it onto a wealth ranking, that wasn't cash in Fang Yu's own pocket, right?
Going out into the world required preparing some ready cash. At present, he had less than 60,000 left in his bank card, 2,000 of which was just the salary newly issued by the group.
However, the internet cafe business had always been doing quite well. Fang Yu had bought a small safe and placed it under the counter to store the usual business revenue.
After a few months, this Qixing Internet Cafe generated a net profit of over 20,000 every single month. Apart from Kyushu Group, it could be considered his own little private treasury.
This was why he paid special attention to the internet cafe business. Kyushu Group had Zhang Hao and the others to share the burden, but this little internet cafe alone covered almost all his daily living expenses.
"Well, the internet cafe business has been pretty good lately. I'll squeeze out another 50,000 when the time comes and take a trip to Tokyo. 100,000 should be about enough," he muttered to himself while calculating.
Don't assume 100,000 yuan was considered a lot in Xianjiang, but Fang Yu knew full well that life over there in the island nation was no joke. The average monthly wage in Tokyo was basically around 300,000 yen, which converted to domestic currency—even in Songyu—would be hard pressed to find a job paying that high.
Just as he was pondering where to drum up some more ready cash, the door was pushed open. Xia Churan walked in smiling, bringing with0 her a wave of sweet fragrance, and holding a few light shirts in her hand.
"Awooh, Fang Yu, take a look at which of these clothes looks better. What should I wear when we go to Tokyo?"
"Didn't you buy two outfits last time we went to Shawen? What's wrong, can't fit into them anymore?"
"What do you know? The weather gets hot by mid-April. Besides, I heard that girls over there in Tokyo wear skirts even in winter; I certainly don't want to trudge over bundled up in a heavy coat."
"Isn't it still early? We'll talk about it in a couple of days. We can go downtown and buy a couple of pieces. Well, come to think of it, I don't have any clothes for the transition between spring and summer either."
"Heehee, are you really not taking Qin Lu with you this time to see the cherry blossoms?" Xia Churan asked knowingly, wrapping her arms around him.
"Hmph, I must say you're getting better and better at taking advantage while acting innocent. Besides, I'm not going there to see cherry blossoms, dammit, I'm going on business." He flicked the girl's cute little pink nose.
When going to sleep at night, Fang Yu couldn't help but sigh. While it was true that having money felt great, his current life was somewhat busy. Compared to his pre-rebirth self who spent the whole day sleeping, he now had to take responsibility for this massive family estate. If he weren't a 35-year-old middle-aged man at heart, he really wouldn't be quite used to it.
Ever since his rebirth, he had visibly been rushed off his feet, having to go downtown almost every few days to sign some company documents in the office, which incidentally also allowed him to get a little closer to his white moonlight.
The next day, Fang Yu took Xia Churan with him to downtown, buying two sets of summer clothes at the cultural shopping mall. Since they were going to Tokyo anyway, he'd probably have to bleed money again then anyway.
On the other hand, Baozi—just how much money this guy took from home was something even Fang Yu couldn't guess. In just a few days, without sponging off too many meals, she and Hu Yan kept going downtown to shop, buying a whole bunch of bottles and jars just for cosmetics.
Even though Hu Yan didn't have overly high demands at this point, judging by the value of these goods, a rough mental calculation told him it would cost at least a thousand yuan to clear the bill.
In early April, the weather gradually grew hot. The teenage boys and girls, unable to stand the high temperature, impatiently changed into short sleeves.
"Fang Yu, lend me your sports car to use." Cheng Chen sidled up to him with a cheeky smile.
"Huh? I suppose I can, but what do you need my car for? Is your car broken?" He handed over the keys suspiciously, thinking to himself that the Land Cruiser was notoriously rugged, and Cheng Chen didn't drive it much on ordinary days, so why would he suddenly stop driving it.
"Heh, Li Jing wants to go out for a spin, and I figured a convertible sports car would look cooler, ya know."
Putting his mind at ease, he tossed the keys to Cheng Chen,
"Alright, be careful, don't scratch it."
"Got it, hehe. Oh right, I'm not coming back tonight." Cheng Chen smiled very lewdly.
"Huh? Aren't you just going out with Li Jing? You're not coming back?"
"Hey wah, we're going to stay in the city tonight."
"Leaving a perfectly good townhouse unspent, and paying money to stay in a hotel?"
Cheng Chen sneaked close to his ear with a sly grin,
"Let me tell you, a new theme hotel just opened in the city, you know what I mean."
He waved his hand dismissively with contempt,
"Damn, so that's what it is. Fine, whatever, just go ahead."
By evening, Xia Churan hadn't seen Li Jing for a long time and couldn't help feeling a bit strange.
"Hey, Fang Yu, where's Li Jing? Didn't she come to work today?"
"Well, she went out with Cheng Chen, and she won't be back tonight," he answered vaguely.
"Huh? Don't they live together? Why go out to sleep somewhere else?" Xia Churan was also somewhat confused.
"Heh, who knows." He brushed it off perfunctorily, managing to gloss it over.
Cheng Chen stayed in the city for a full two nights before returning to "Qingyu." When he got back, his back was so stiff he couldn't even straighten it up, earning the mockery of Baozi, who laughed at him for having a weak physique.
"Cheng Chen, give me the keys. I have to go see Qin Lu tomorrow," he reached out his hand.
"Here you go, tank's filled up for you." Cheng Chen was surprisingly considerate.
Early the next morning, he drove to Qin Lu's school. At ten o'clock in the morning, the young girl sat in the passenger seat and was the first to spot something unusual.
"Hey, Fang Yu, what is this?" Qin Lu fished a tube of lipstick out from the rearview mirror compartment.
"Huh? Let me see. Oh, Cheng Chen borrowed my car the other days, I guess it's his girlfriend's." He glanced at the brand of the lipstick; it was most likely Li Jing's.
"Hmph, you must have secretly hooked up with some other girl!" A young girl's mind is always sensitive.
"No way, if you don't believe me, ask Cheng Chen." Fang Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"I won't! Don't you guys always cover for each other?" Qin Lu pouted her little mouth in dissatisfaction, continuously scrutinizing the lipstick in her hand.