I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

"Xu Yun, tell me, am I still the president of the association? Am I still in charge of this association?" Lin Xi's roar came out before she even reached the door.

“You are the president, but the association isn’t run by one person alone. We agreed that all three of us would have management rights.” Xu Yun refused to back down.

"Don't give me that! The moment I arrived today, even a lowly member dared to speak rudely to me. Did you orchestrate this? Trying to poach my members while I'm busy? Let me tell you, I'm not stupid!"

"There's a saying, 'The will of the people is where the heart is.' If I manage things well, everyone will naturally support me. You're only the president because you registered first. If I had gone first, I could have been president too. No, I think I could be president right now!"

Xu Yun's words were completely undisguised; she had clearly grown too powerful.

"Wishful thinking. Is it a skill to run a few projects and make a little money? The Overseas Returnees Association is not a company. If you're only interested in making money, you might as well start a company. Our core mission is to connect with Chinese people around the world." Lin Xi slammed her hand on the table.

Chen Xi, who was outside the door, found this very amusing.

Didn't you start it all?
"You and Chen Xi are busy making money on your own all day long, leaving me with a mess. Now that I've taken care of it, you want to come back and reap the rewards? There's no such thing as a free lunch! How about I become the president and you become the secretary-general? Hahaha!" Xu Yun laughed.

"Become the president? Zheng Wei already talked to me about it. Someone like you might not even be able to keep your position as secretary-general." Lin Xi's face turned bright red.

"Don't try to scare me! I don't believe you'll agree to his conditions. Don't even think about ousting me... How about this, let's have a competition, whoever can improve the association's performance will be the president." Xu Yun raised her voice, deliberately making sure the people outside could hear her.

If Lin Xi refuses, it means she is admitting that she is inferior to her.

"Let's compete! Who's afraid of who!" Linxi shouted.

"Boom, boom."

A knock sounded at the door, and Chen Xi pushed it open and entered.

"Hey, don't just play with the two of you, include me too."

Xu Yun glanced at the two of them and sneered, "Heh, so you two planned this to force me to abdicate?"

"I'm the one in charge!" Linxi glared back.

The three looked at each other for a moment, then sat down at the same time.

The people on the first floor were already buzzing with discussion.

"The association was founded by President Lin, and I was one of the earliest members. Back then, we were penniless, and it was only through President Lin's efforts to gather resources and save money that we were able to get it up and running. We can't let everyone forget our roots just because the secretary-general has been in charge for a few days!" Lin Xi's longtime supporter spoke up first.

“But how many times has the Secretary-General increased the association’s funding? Our current benefits are even better than those of big companies. To be honest, my family originally wanted me to work elsewhere, but staying here is the most worthwhile.” Xu Yun used money to pave the way, and many international students from middle-class families flocked to her side.

"Look at your pathetic ambitions! This is an association of returned overseas students, not a place to work and make money. Our goal is to build a global Chinese network; this is a grand strategy. I still remember the vice president saying that the rise of the nation depends on us... I was so excited when I heard that." Chen Xi's supporters, as before, mostly came from wealthy families, and their idealism was even stronger.

"There's no point in arguing about these things. Whoever can make the association better will be the president." Most of the neutral members were new members and were not familiar with the three of them.

Upstairs, the three quickly reached an agreement.

The competition will not use a rotating management system, as that would be unfair. Instead, it will directly compare three scores:

Earning power: Freedom to conduct business, focusing on foreign exchange.

Attracting investment: drawing people from overseas to invest in China.

Internal support rate: determined by member voting.

After the announcement, most members of the association treated it as just another spectacle. Many members, living overseas, did not understand these disputes in China and simply assumed it was a democratic re-election.

However, some observant people noticed that the same three candidates were still being considered. After making a few comments, they stopped paying attention.

"Vice President, do you want to become the president?" Qian Jiajia asked in a message when Chen Xi returned to the hotel.

"I'm too lazy to be the president. I just don't want Xu Yun to manage the association. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether the association will still exist." Chen Xi sent a lazy, lying-down emoji.

"Then this competition is also very disadvantageous to you. How do you think you can get second place? You know the secretary-general is very good at making money now..." Qian Jiajia asked again.

"Do you think Xu Yun, with her great intelligence, could come up with any legal ways to make money? In the end..." Chen Xi added an ellipsis and didn't finish his sentence.

Qian Jiajia spends more time in the association than he does. Qian Jiajia has complained about Xu Yun before, so he doesn't need to say more.

Late at night, in a hotel suite.

"You have to help me this time. I'm determined to get the position of president!" Xu Yun crossed her arms and sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.

"Who told you to take it upon yourself to organize this competition? You're really brainless." Even the usually composed Thomas couldn't help but curse out.

"You dare to insult me? Do you know who I am? The precious daughter of the Xu family, the eldest daughter of Hengxiao Group! Believe me or not, I'll have my dad deal with you!" Xu Yun suddenly stood up, her finger almost poking the other person's nose.

"You... this is not easy to handle at all. With their abilities, how can you possibly compete with them? I told you long ago, it's like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, the chairmanship will be yours sooner or later, but you just can't hold your temper!" Thomas suppressed his anger.

"What's so difficult about it? Weren't all those money-making projects your doing? Just think of another one, right?" Xu Yun said dismissively.

"Sigh...really..." Thomas sighed, his face full of disappointment.

"I'll leave the money-making to you, and I'll handle the other two. I'm very popular in the association now; everyone says I'm the image ambassador of the association, the most beautiful association manager in history..." Xu Yun raised her chin.

"Ugh……"

"Stop sighing! Once I become president, I'll kick them both out immediately and make you vice president. Then you'll be second only to me, above everyone else!" Xu Yun patted his shoulder with a smile.

This idiot is trying to make empty promises to me.

...Second only to one person, above ten thousand?
Do you think this is about appointing a eunuch?
Thomas sneered inwardly, but could only nod.

The arrow is already on the bowstring; it must be released.

"By the way, when do you think would be a good time for me to join Hengxiao? If I wait any longer, those two will take all the senior management positions." Xu Yun changed the subject.

"Take care of the association first," Thomas said, speechless.

...You can't even handle the association, and you want to fight for power in the corporation? Your dad's not dead yet!

That's incredibly stupid.

"By the way, I heard you recently started a cryptocurrency exchange? I have a great idea—you're out of ideas, aren't you? I've come up with one for you!" Xu Yun suddenly clapped her hands, her eyes shining.

Thomas instantly became alert: "Where did you hear that from?...What idea?"

"Hehe, there's a new exchange that's been advertising lately, saying it's got licenses in Singapore, Hong Kong, and Malaysia, and even held exchange meetings. A friend recommended this money-making project to me. I didn't believe it at first, but when I looked at the promotional materials, I saw you in the photos from the exchange meeting. Even though you were standing in the corner and the photos were blurry, I recognized you immediately! There were also course materials in the materials, and I listened to them. There's a function that can help mainland investors buy US stocks and futures... Couldn't we use this platform for the forex competition this time? What do you think of my idea?" Xu Yun smiled innocently like a child... no, like a fool.

Thomas thought the smile was outrageously stupid.

"Don't even think about this project... I'll think of another way." A chill ran down his spine, and he could only bite the bullet and deal with it.

Damn, is this woman genuinely stupid or just pretending? Is she threatening me? Or am I overthinking this...?

Thomas's mind was a complete mess.

HK. "Mr. Chen, why have you been spending all your time here lately? Aren't you taking care of your business in the mainland?" Xu Jia asked, a cigar dangling from his lips, a half-smile on his face.

"None of your business. I'm here to do business." Chen Yifeng stared at a painting in his hand, not even looking up.

"That news article about banks that circulated online the other day... I've been thinking about it, and it must be from some boss who got ripped off by a bank and was so angry that he posted it. There aren't many bosses in China with that kind of business size who have been ripped off by banks, I just feel..."

"I just feel something? There are so many business owners across the country who have been cheated by banks. It's a good thing that someone dares to stand up. It shows they have guts. Justice will prevail!" Chen Yifeng put down the painting.

“Yes, yes, justice resides in the hearts of the people, and we need entrepreneurs with courage like this!” Xu Jia grinned.

"Hey, why aren't you building anything? What are you doing here? Are you trying to run away with a mess?" Chen Yifeng glared at him.

He was already in a bad mood lately, and the thought of the Xu family's unfinished housing development made him even angrier.

"You're not really broke, are you? Let me tell you, you were the one who tricked me into contacting this and that, setting up connections for you. I even put in a good word for you with the boss. Now you want to quit, huh..." Chen Yifeng got anxious when the other person didn't say anything.

"How could that be!" the Xu family quickly explained.

"Stop pretending with me!" Chen Yifeng stood up.

"Knock knock!" Just as the two were arguing, someone knocked on the door.

"Go in!" Xu Jia shouted quickly.

The assistant pushed open the door and entered with a smile: "Good news, Mr. Xu! The previous financing has yielded results!"

"How much?" Chen Yifeng and the Xu family asked in unison.

“Five hundred and thirty-eight billion! And another fifty to eighty billion US dollars to be discussed later.” The assistant waved the documents.

More than 50 billion? And another 8 billion US dollars?

How can a car manufacturing company raise so much funding?
Chen Yifeng was somewhat incredulous, so he snatched the document and quickly flipped through it.

"Oh, Mr. Chen, I told you so! How could Hengxiao be short of money?" Xu Jia patted him with a grin.

"Hengxiao is making cars? Ferrari? Tesla? Kangning Group, Huajing Electronics, Changxing Storage... This is the money for making cars, but what about the money for building houses?" Chen Yifeng stared at the keywords on the document, then looked up and glared at the Xu family.

"It's all the same! Once this news is announced, Hengxiao's stock price will definitely rise. As for whether the money is used to manufacture cars or build houses... there's plenty of room for maneuver." Xu Jia waved his assistant away and explained in a low voice.

"I don't care what kind of project you're planning, that building has to be completed! I don't care about other buildings, but if this building fails, where will I put my face?" Chen Yifeng sat down and took a sip of water.

"Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Chen... I think the painting you have is just so-so. There's an auction in Hong Kong these days, I'll go with you to pick out a better one!" Xu Jia was in a great mood and spoke with great gusto.

"Normal? I drew this!"

"..."

Chen Xi was in the hotel at that moment, holding a laptop, while on the TV screen in front of him, Jia Riting was giving a presentation in broken English at a press conference.

Under the spotlight, the black cloth beside Jia Riting slipped off, revealing the streamlined Ferrari.

"Some people say I am a slave to my dreams. Today, I will not explain the past, but only bring the future."

He pointed to the large screen, where data flashed: 0-100 km/h acceleration in 2.3 seconds, range of 900 km.

"It possesses the soul of Tesla, and its performance must be revolutionary. It also boasts the body of German high-end customization. This is not a machine, but a mobile palace of the future. To achieve rapid mass production, we have reached an epic collaboration."

The giant screen behind them lit up with the Hengxiao Auto logo.

"Of the first batch of 100,000 orders, half will be manufactured in Hengxiao's factory. Mass production is now a tangible reality. We have shattered the boundaries between performance and luxury, and reshaped the manufacturing landscape. Dreams will now become reality..."

"Clap clap clap!"

The applause of the audience was thunderous.

"Hehe, 100,000 orders? Where did 100,000 orders come from?" Chen Xi shook his head with a smile.

“Don’t worry about the details. Some domestic car companies even claim to have millions of orders. But aren’t they all just orders they placed themselves? They just place orders but don’t pay. They make the data look good so people will follow suit and buy. It’s not just Chinese people who like to join in the fun…” Jia Riting laughed happily on the computer screen.

"I heard they'll get the financial license soon. How is that so fast? Is this American efficiency?" Chen Xi lit a cigarette.

“This…this…” Jia Riting hesitated somewhat when answering.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xi squinted.

You know about Mars Coin, right?

"I know."

"Marscoin was almost worthless before, but now it's broken through to ten dollars, and that's only been a short time..."

"What does this have to do with my license plate?" Chen Xi blinked.

"Such enormous commercial value has attracted many people, including some conglomerates..."

"You mean some conglomerate wants to cooperate, so they're trying to curry favor with me by offering a financial license?" Chen Xi reacted quickly.

"It's not about having a conglomerate, it's about having a leader!"

"leader……"

"Don't you find it unbelievable? I found it unbelievable too when I first heard the news." Jia Riting awkwardly touched his nose.

“No, I think anything is possible for him.” Chen Xi shook his head.

I've seen a lot of news in my previous life, and the crazy things that fat guy did probably didn't match the total number of crazy things all the leaders of the past combined.

"It seems you have a strong ability to learn."

"Where is Musk?"

"I was called in for a talk," Jia Riting said, shrugging.

"..."

Black Palace.

"Aron, it's great to be able to sit here and chat with you again. Have you missed me a lot these past few days?" The fat man took a big gulp of cola, smacked his lips contentedly, and looked at the person opposite him with a smile.

Musk sat in his chair with his arms crossed, looking somewhat aloof: "Just say what you have to say."

"Tsk, look at you. We used to be such close comrades-in-arms, and you turned away over such a small disagreement. It hurts me deeply. The message I left you before was all from the bottom of my heart. I always hoped that we could continue to cooperate." The fat man spread his hands, making a regretful expression.

"Cooperate? Cooperate on what? Make Mars great again?" Musk raised an eyebrow, suddenly slapped his thigh, and laughed with undisguised mockery. (End of Chapter)