Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude Translations

“Would it be okay to have a child born under Aquarius? They tend to have active minds, are good at thinking, calm and smart.”

“Sure.” Feng Nanshu agreed quickly and happily.

Jiang Qin smiled slightly, “Actually, Leo isn’t bad either. They’re enthusiastic, generous, kind, and sincere.”

“I’m so clueless, I’ll just listen to you.”

“Alright, but we also need to consider the Chinese zodiac. Next year is the Year of the Tiger. If it’s a girl, Tiger might not be good. Girls born in the Year of the Tiger are confident and cheerful, but can easily hurt themselves and others in relationships. Technically, the name shouldn’t be chosen at random either. It’s best to have someone look at her fate. ‘Jiang’ contains the element of water, ‘Nan’ has wood, so having an earth element in the child’s name might be better for the family and wealth.”

Having been a boss for over a year, Jiang Qin’s divergent thinking was very strong, especially since he always focused on marketing, which was a basic skill for him.

From science to metaphysics, from astrology to fame and fortune, he considered everything thoroughly and completely. This is what details are all about.

Standing next to him, Feng Nanshu was stunned, her beautiful eyes sparkling as if with light, looking cool and a bit eager to try.

Meanwhile, Gao Wenhui, leaning on the counter and raising her head, looked completely engrossed, the words “next year, Year of the Tiger” flashing through her mind.

Am I going to have a baby next year? Isn’t that too soon? Won’t there be a fine for that?

“Gao Wenhui, what are you grinning about?”

As Jiang Qin spoke, he suddenly felt something was off, thinking to himself that he got too carried away in creating a character name. He turned to look at Gao Wenhui and, as expected, she was so engrossed that she was drooling, her eyes almost as bright as the little rich lady’s.

“I didn’t say anything just now. I just wanted a character name. Zodiac signs, astrology, and fortune-telling for names, that’s all you, not me. Besides, you’re too immersed, I couldn’t even get a word in.”

Gao Wenhui immediately changed her expression and threw the blame back.

“Is that what I was talking about? Didn’t you see the customer come in? You only know how to be obsessed. Hurry up and make the milk tea!” Jiang Qin was furious.

“Boss Dog, blaming me for your slip of the tongue.”

“What slip of the tongue? I was enriching your character’s backstory. Writing a book is a serious business. To bring a character to life, you must consider these aspects.”

Gao Wenhui didn’t believe it and even had evidence, “Mr. Jiang, my protagonist is named Feng Tianxian, where is the wood in that? And your water, her wood, the child’s name should have earth, are you thinking for my novel or for yourself?”

Jiang Qin frowned, “Why don’t you wear a hat at work?”

“?????”

The night quickly became dense, but the campus was still bustling with students eager for the new semester, exuding youthful vigor.

As the crowd grew, the Xi Tian Milk Tea shop saw a peak in business. The small shop, just a few square meters, was extremely crowded with customers.

Bringing a girlfriend to buy a milk tea at the start of school was nothing unusual.

So, Jiang Qin left the milk tea shop with Feng Nanshu, wandering around aimlessly.

The welcome sign at the school entrance was erected high, with tents from various colleges set up in front, and even room 208 had a tent there.

After all, it was the start of the new semester, and the university needed to be lively. The promotion was important, but not critical.

“Damn, I’m a sophomore in the blink of an eye, but it feels like I haven’t learned anything. This tuition feels like a loss.”

Muttering to himself, Jiang Qin returned to campus with the little rich lady, and they accidentally wandered into the college supermarket, where they were immediately spotted by the keen-eyed Jiang Zhihua, who warmly invited them to check out new products in the store.

So, Mr. Jiang, like a sucker, spent a lot of money there, feeling even more at a loss than before.

“Jiang Qin, I want a good friend’s lamp.”

“Let’s buy two.”

“I want these blue and red pens, is that okay?”

“Two of those, too.”

Jiang Zhihua watched for a while, finding it strange that Mr. Jiang seemed more indulgent with this girl than before. Previously, he would put up a bit of a struggle, but now he hardly refused her anything.

Next time, she thought, she’d stock up more, targeting his weak spot. Some people’s weaknesses are hard to spot, but Mr. Jiang’s were obvious and easy to exploit. If it’s a pair, he’d want it, no matter what it was.

…

Leaving the college supermarket, Jiang Qin sent Feng Nanshu home, then returned to the men’s dormitory of the Finance Department.

After being closed for two months, room 302 had an indescribable smell, a bit heady, with a hint of smoke. No need to ask, it was Ren Ziqiang smoking.

With this concentration, it seemed Ren was puffing away as hard as he could.

Jiang Qin fanned the air in front of him while opening the balcony window, then turned to look at the three guys in the dormitory.

Zhou Chao hadn’t changed much. He was humming a song and cracking sunflower seeds, reading a pirated web novel, still as happy as before.

Cao Guangyu was fiercely playing a game, his fingers flying over the keyboard, his eyes bloodshot.

On the other side, Ren Ziqiang had a new haircut, his bangs gone, revealing the left eye that had been hidden for years, making him look more spirited but slightly serious, smoking one cigarette after another.

Yes, he had failed a subject, just one.

But he wasn’t the only one; Cao Guangyu had also failed, and not just one, but two subjects.

Still, this didn’t make Ren Ziqiang feel any better.

Before the exams, Cao had played games for three days straight, almost living in the internet café, and only crammed the day before the exam, yet he only failed two subjects.

As for himself, he pretended to hang out with Cao during the day and secretly studied at night, ruining three thumb lights, and still, he fucking failed? Who could he complain to about this?

“Old Ren, your expression looks familiar,” Jiang Qin said as he pulled a chair to sit down.

Ren Ziqiang sighed, “Brother Jiang, I won’t lie to you, I failed a subject again.”

“That’s normal. You were snoring with your eyes open during the exam, scaring the invigilator. It’s no surprise you failed. But remember, victory and defeat are common in war. Don’t be sad. I’ll ask Old Cao to treat you to a meal later.”

“Thanks, Brother Jiang!”

Cao Guangyu spat at Jiang Qin, “Cut the crap. Treat me? I fucking failed two subjects, an utter disgrace!”

Jiang Qin turned to him, “You fucking play games all the time, failing a bit is nothing.”

“Why don’t you treat me to a meal?”

“Of course, you treat Old Ren, and I’ll get him to treat you. Plus, Zhou Chao and I will accompany you. I’ll comfort you, and Zhou Chao will comfort Old Ren.”

Hearing this, Zhou Chao laughed, “I didn’t fail any subjects, but I get to enjoy two meals. Who can I thank for this?”

Cao Guangyu, hearing the suggestion, turned his head away, ignoring everyone. But Jiang Qin kept calling his name, annoying him.

“Old Jiang, you better have something important for me!”

“Actually, I do. Didn’t you recently get selected for Zhihu’s Top 100 Bloggers program? You received eight thousand yuan just for the support fund, right? But your updates have decreased lately, and so has your popularity. I’m about to go national, you can’t drop the ball now.”

Cao Guangyu coughed and rubbed his hands awkwardly, “You know, I thrive on pretension, but I don’t have that much material around me, so it’s normal for the popularity to drop.”

Jiang Qin glanced at him, “Aren’t you a rich second generation? Didn’t you fly to the Maldives in a private jet for a holiday?”

“Rich kids don’t squander money every day. Ding Xue came to Hangzhou to visit me during the holidays, and I was busy dating,” Cao Guangyu said, his lips curling into a smug smile.

“So, a girl visits you and you neglect your duties?”

“Of course. We had a wonderful time together. Love is great. Showing off was my favorite thing, but after meeting Ding Xue, it had to take a back seat.”

“I disagree with your view. I think making friends doesn’t hinder showing off,” Jiang Qin shook his head.

Cao Guangyu smirked disdainfully, “You wouldn’t understand. If you were me, you wouldn’t have the heart to do anything else. Old Jiang, although Feng Nanshu also visited you, what you had wasn’t real love. You probably can’t fully appreciate the beauty of true love. You have a long way to go.”

“Let me give you an example. This summer, the Celestial Girl stayed at my place and even took a family photo with my parents. She knows all my relatives.”

Jiang Qin said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, Cao Guangyu choked slightly, grasping his chair, his Adam’s apple moving as he swallowed.

“Also, I took my team of more than ten employees to four first-tier cities. We had a little episode where our luggage got lost. Then the little rich lady made a call… We stayed on the Bund in Shanghai, traveled in a Mercedes, and even had a tour guide lady wearing black stockings.”

“Half a month ago, I was invited to a meeting at Linchuan City Government. On my suggestion… Linchuan Merchants Alliance was established, and a strategic partnership was reached.”

“Oh, and I also invited eight campus beauties from four major universities to Room 207 for a promotional photoshoot.”

Jiang Qin spread his hands lightly, “See, making friends and showing off don’t conflict at all.”

Cao Guangyu gritted his teeth, “Old Jiang, you said all this just to provoke me. I’m going to fight you!”

“I’m not trying to provoke you. I’m just giving you material for your writing. You really don’t know a good thing when you see it.”