Rebirth: Making money is a million times easier than falling in love

Chapter 15: I am who I am, a unique firework.

Looking at the dense English text on the screen, Zhang Xin looked somewhat bewildered.

A flu outbreak in a faraway country has somehow caused garlic prices to rise in China?

This sounds like a complete fantasy.

After hesitating for a long time, he still tried to persuade Lin Qi: "Xiao Qi, I don't understand these things, but I always feel that they are unreliable."

The college entrance exam is less than three months away. I think you should focus on your studies and not put your mind on this kind of thing.

Lin Qi was not surprised by his advice.

This is consistent with my uncle's current level of understanding.

In his previous life, Lin Qi was also a high school student who only knew how to bury himself in his studies.

If someone had told him these things at that time, he would have felt the same way—that they were too far removed from him and had nothing to do with him.

"Uncle, you don't need to try to persuade me anymore, I've already made up my mind."

Lin Qi looked at Zhang Xin and said seriously, "I will definitely not give up the college entrance examination, but I don't want to miss this opportunity either."

My family owes so much money, it's unrealistic for my dad to rely on him alone.

His health isn't good either, and I'm worried something might happen if he goes to work on the construction site.

My classmate's father is a top wealth advisor in the industry, and his judgment is absolutely infallible.

Many wealthy people have already made plans in advance; we just need to follow them and get a share of the profits.

Even a tiny bit of money leaking from the fingers of those rich people would be enough to solve my family's problems; I have to take a gamble.

Ordinary people in this era have a superstitious adoration for the wealthy.

Lin Qi used wealthy people as a rallying cry, which indeed made his uncle start to be interested.

Seeing this, Lin Qi added, "Besides, do you want to be a network administrator in an internet cafe for the rest of your life?"

Don't you want to earn more money so you can marry your aunt?

When Lin Qi spoke of his aunt, his gaze drifted to Qin Jiahui, who was standing to the side.

Qin Jiahui blushed immediately, but her gaze towards her uncle also held a hint of longing.

But the younger uncle clearly thought Lin Qi was referring to the "aunt" in the game.

He stared at the computer screen, his expression shifting.

He knew better than anyone the pain of being broke.

In the game, he had seen many big shots who spent money lavishly.

He felt envious when he saw the expensive clothes that those big shots bought for their girlfriends.

How many times in life can one truly fight for something?

Lin Qi's voice still echoed in his ears: "We're all in the same boat now, so even if we don't make any money, we haven't lost anything, have we?"

These words finally made Zhang Xin make up his mind.

That's right!

What does he have to be afraid of?

If all else fails, I can always come back and continue working as a network administrator!

But if it succeeds, then things will be different.

"Okay! I'll do as you say!"

He tossed his bangs aside and patted Lin Qi on the back: "Let's team up and give it our all!"

Seeing that he finally agreed, Lin Qi breathed a sigh of relief: "You won't regret this decision today."

"Then I'll keep this money."

Zhang Xin tried to put the money in his pocket, but Lin Qi reached out, took it, and handed it to Qin Jiahui, who was standing next to him.

"Let Jia Hui take it."

Lin Qi knew his uncle was forgetful and absent-minded.

Moreover, internet cafes are a mixed bag of people, and it's common for things to get stolen.

Qin Jiahui is very thoughtful; it's much safer to keep your money with her.

"You still don't trust me?"

Zhang Xin had some reservations about this.

However, Lin Qi still insisted: "Sister Jia Hui is more worried than you are."

Zhang Xin was aware of this, so he muttered a few words and then said nothing more.

Looking at his striking unconventional hairstyle and side-swept bangs, Lin Qi reminded him, "There should still be some barbershops open, right? Go get your hair cut."

"A haircut? Impossible!"

Zhang Xin slammed his fist on the table and stood up: "Do you know how long I've been growing this hair? I'll do anything, just don't touch my hair!"

My uncle's obsession with hairstyles is second only to his obsession with love.

He kept that flamboyant hairstyle until 2012, the day after the Mayan-predicted end of the world, before finally cutting it off.

They said they wanted to face the new era with a completely new version of themselves.

But actually it's because I'm getting older and the trend has faded; nobody around me has that kind of exaggerated hairstyle anymore.

However, this was the early stage of the rise of alternative culture, and asking him to cut off the hairstyle he considered fashionable was undoubtedly more difficult than killing him.

But Lin Qi had no choice but to persuade him: "Uncle, we're going to make money. With that hairstyle, people will think you're crazy..."

"I don't care what people think. I am who I am, a unique spark."

My uncle's attitude on this matter was more unwavering than the tips of his hair that had been coated with hairspray.

"..."

Lin Qi had no choice but to look to Qin Jiahui for help.

But Qin Jiahui could only shake her head helplessly.

She never went against her uncle; she always went along with him, so you couldn't count on her at all.

Seeing this, Lin Qi had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​changing his uncle's appearance.

Forget it.

The main problem has been solved; all that's needed is for his uncle to accompany him to Shouguang.

As for the strange looks that come with bizarre hairstyles, we can only choose to ignore them.

Making money is the most important thing.

"Fine, whatever you want."

Lin Qi took a bite of his apple and asked, "By the way, Uncle, do you have any extra clean clothes? Find me a couple of sets; I need to wear them."

Lin Qi's only clothes were his school uniform, which he wore repeatedly, even when he went home.

But this time, wearing the school uniform would be too conspicuous for a long trip, so I need to get some casual clothes to wear.

My uncle is about the same height as him, so he should be able to wear the clothes too.

"Yes, I'll go look for it at home."

Qin Jiahui spoke up.

She usually washes her uncle's clothes.

"Then you and Jia Hui go look for it."

Zhang Xin handed the keys to the rented apartment to Qin Jiahui, then asked Lin Qi, "Have you eaten?"

"have eaten."

Lin Qi thought he was concerned about him, but after he said "oh," he instructed Qin Jiahui, "Jiahui, when you come back, bring me a plate of fried pancakes."

"Um."

Qin Jiahui responded, picked up her coat, put it on, and prepared to go out.

Lin Qi looked at his uncle, who had logged back into the game with a sweet expression, and couldn't help but sigh.

I don't know what my uncle was thinking. He had such a good aunt, but he insisted on looking for love online.

"Let's go, Xiao Qi."

Qin Jiahui led Lin Qi out of the internet cafe.

My uncle works as a network administrator here, and he gets free room and board.

But the place they lived in was just an old house in an old residential building behind the internet cafe.

Although the house was old, Qin Jiahui kept it clean and tidy.

"Please have a seat, I'll go find you some clothes!"

Qin Jiahui entered the room, then gestured for Lin Qi to sit down. She turned and went to the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and began rummaging through it.

Looking at the room, which was old but full of life, Lin Qi clicked his tongue in admiration: "Sister Jia Hui, my uncle is truly blessed to have met you."

"It's not that exaggerated!"

Qin Jiahui chuckled, delighted by the compliment.

She took a few outfits out of the closet, placed them on the bed, and called to Lin Qi, "I found a few sets, come and try them on!"

When Lin Qi entered the bedroom, he saw several sets of clothes with a strong sense of age on the bed.

Loose-fitting jeans, a Korean-style T-shirt, and a visually striking jacket.

As expected, it's all my uncle's style of dressing.

"It's so ugly..."

Lynch sincerely complained.

"Is it ugly?"

Qin Jiahui picked up a T-shirt with a small jacket sewn onto it, looking puzzled. "Isn't this pretty?"

Lin Qi really wanted to criticize her taste, but when he thought about how she would like such an unconventional uncle, he let it go.

"Do you have any simpler, more mature-looking clothes?"

Lin Qi looked into the wardrobe and found that the clothes inside were even more outrageous.

"Let me look..."

Qin Jiahui rummaged through the wardrobe and finally pulled out a Six Walnuts tote bag from the very bottom.

She took out a dark blue suit and a white shirt from inside.

"This was bought by your uncle when he was selling insurance. He only wore it a few times before giving up."

She handed me the suit: "Try it on and see if it fits."

"I'll give it a try."

Lin Qi took the suit, and Qin Jiahui turned and left, closing the door behind her.

After quickly changing into his suit, Lin Qi stretched his limbs, feeling awkward all over.

In his previous life, his formal attire was always custom-made by a professional tailor, and the size fit his body perfectly.

However, this suit was a poorly made, generic product with loose threads on the cuffs, and the size and style were far from fitting properly.

However, compared to the flashy clothes in the closet, it's already quite good.

There was no mirror in the bedroom, so Lin Qi opened the door and went into the living room.

Qin Jiahui was emptying the cigarette ash from the table when she looked up and saw him come out. Her eyes lit up immediately, and she exclaimed in amazement, "Wow! Xiaoqi, you look so good in that outfit!"

"Is there a mirror?"

Lynch searched around.

"It's in the toilet."

Qin Jiahui pointed to the toilet door.

Lin Qi went to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

This was the first time he had seen himself since his rebirth.

His youthful face, not yet eighteen, and the stubble on his lip made him look quite immature.

Only his eyes held a depth far beyond what one would expect from someone his age.

On the sink was his uncle's razor. Lin Qi picked it up and carefully shaved off the fine hairs on the corners of his mouth, then washed his face with facial cleanser.

After wiping himself clean with a towel, he looked in the mirror again, casually tugged at the corners of his mouth, and slightly raised his chin.

In an instant, the Asian behemoth who once dominated Wall Street and swept across the international financial markets appeared in the mirror.

Qin Jiahui stood at the toilet door, looking at Lin Qi in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

For a moment, she felt that Lin Qi seemed like a completely different person.

They became more confident, with an arrogant and overbearing air.

But upon closer inspection, Lin Qi in front of her was still the little nephew she had watched grow up.

Time flies.

Her feelings were mixed: "It feels like you've grown up all of a sudden."

"yes."

Lin Qi nodded in agreement, reflecting on his past life; time really flies.

After the age of thirty, it's easy to miss a year or two if you're not careful.

I wish time could slow down a bit in this life.

He wants to enjoy the good things in this life.