After being reborn, the school beauty's entire family knelt down to repent.

“This…this is impossible! You must have made a mistake!” Zhao Feilong struggled to say.

"Are you kidding me? You'll find out once you come with us."

Without saying a word, the police handcuffed Zhao Feilong.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Feilong's men surrounded him, trying to prevent the police from taking Zhao Feilong away.

"Anyone who obstructs the execution of official duties will be arrested!" the police officer shouted sternly.

Zhao Feilong's men looked at each other, not daring to make a move.

Chen Ming watched as Zhao Feilong was taken away by the police, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

Actually, all of this was planned by myself.

He had already located the reporter who investigated Zhao Feilong back then and provided crucial clues.

Following the clues, the reporter uncovered more evidence of Zhao Feilong's crimes and handed it over to the police.

Zhao Feilong never imagined that this seemingly unremarkable young man would possess such abilities.

What he didn't expect was that Chen Ming's understanding of him, based on his memories from his previous life, far exceeded his imagination.

As Chen Ming watched Zhao Feilong being escorted into the police car, he felt little of the thrill of revenge; instead, he felt an inexplicable calm.

After dealing with Zhao Feilong, Chen Ming returned to the internet cafe. Looking at the walls splattered with paint and the trash scattered all over the floor, he took a deep breath and began to clean up.

Just as he was cleaning up the trash, a tall, stylishly dressed woman walked in.

She wore sunglasses, and her wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, making her look charming and alluring.

"Excuse me, are you the owner here?"

The beautiful woman took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of captivating eyes and a sweet, melodious voice.

Chen Ming paused for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, is there something you need?"

The beautiful woman smiled sweetly, walked up to Chen Ming, and extended her slender hand.

"Hello, my name is Sophie, and I am an investment manager at XX Group."

"Our company is very interested in your internet cafe and would like to discuss cooperation with you."

Chen Ming looked at the beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared in front of him, feeling a little confused, but also feeling that she was very familiar to him, though he couldn't quite place her.

Chen Ming shook hands with her. Sophie's hand was very soft, and the moment his fingertips touched hers, a strange feeling welled up in his heart. This feeling was familiar, yet as distant as something from a past life.

"Cooperation? What cooperation?"

Chen Ming dusted himself off and asked in confusion.

This run-down internet cafe, with paint residue on the walls and a mess on the floor, how did it catch the eye of XX Group?

Sophie chuckled softly, gracefully glancing around, seemingly unconcerned about the internet cafe's environment.

“Our company is working on a new project and needs a location like this as a physical experience store.”

"Your internet cafe has a great location, and..."

She paused, a strange look flashing in her eyes, "Very unique."

"Unique features?" Chen Ming smiled wryly. "You mean the paint all over the walls and the trash all over the floor?"

“No,” Sophie shook her head, walked to a computer, and gently tapped the keyboard with her slender fingers.

"I'm talking about this atmosphere, this authentic, down-to-earth vibe."

Chen Ming was completely confused. Was this woman just here to make fun of him?

Sophie seemed to sense Chen Ming's confusion and explained, "City dwellers are under too much pressure these days and are eager to find a way to relax."

"Your internet cafe, though simple in environment, gives people a real, unpretentious sense of life, which is exactly what our project needs."

Chen Ming was still skeptical; it sounded too far-fetched.

He tentatively asked, "So how do you plan to cooperate?"

Sophie took a document out of her bag and handed it to Chen Ming.

"This is our proposed cooperation plan; you can take a look at it first."

Chen Ming took the document and quickly glanced through it.

The cooperation plan is simple: XX Group will invest in renovating his internet cafe and making it part of an offline experience store, while Chen Ming can continue to operate the internet cafe and receive a certain share and a share of the profits.

These conditions are simply too good to be true.

Chen Ming couldn't help but wonder if there was some kind of trap involved.

Seeing the suspicion on his face, Sophie smiled knowingly.

"I know what you're worried about."

As she spoke, she took out a business card from her elegant little bag and handed it to Chen Ming.

"There's no need to rush into a decision; you can take your time to consider it."

"This is my business card. Give me a call if you'd like to collaborate."

Chen Ming took the business card and glanced at it briefly—Sophie, Investment Manager of XX Group, followed by a phone number and email address.

He muttered to himself, "This name, this face, I feel like I've seen them somewhere before, but I just can't remember."

"I'll come back in a few days,"

Sophie added, her tone carrying an undeniable certainty.

"I hope you can give me a clear answer by then."

"Of course, you can contact me in advance if you have any ideas."

"Oh well."

Chen Ming nodded blankly. Every expression on Sophie's face and every gesture exuded the charm of a mature woman, leaving him somewhat at a loss.

Sophie put on her sunglasses and turned to leave.

Only after her figure disappeared through the door did Chen Ming come back to his senses and let out a long sigh of relief.

He looked at the business card in his hand, then at the cooperation proposal, still filled with doubt.

These conditions are far too tempting. But there's no such thing as a free lunch; there must be something fishy going on.

He casually tossed his business cards and documents onto the dusty table and continued cleaning up the trash in the internet cafe.

The pungent smell of paint made him frown.

Just then, the internet cafe door was pushed open again, and a young man with dyed yellow hair and wearing a floral shirt swaggered in with a group of his underlings.

"Hey, Mr. Chen, business is good!"

The blond-haired man walked up to Chen Ming with a nonchalant air, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Chen Ming recognized him as Huang San, the owner of a nearby arcade. Huang San liked to cause trouble for him, especially recently when Zhao Feilong was causing trouble. However, Chen Ming had been busy dealing with Zhao Feilong and hadn't had time to deal with him, which led Huang San to think that Chen Ming was an easy target.

"Huang San, what are you doing here again?"

Chen Ming asked irritably, gripping the broom tightly in his hand, ready to fight at any moment.

Huang San chuckled, "I've come to see you, to see how long your internet cafe can last."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the trash scattered all over the internet cafe floor and the walls splattered with paint.

"Tsk tsk, this environment is like a garbage dump. Who would dare to come here to surf the internet?"

"What I do with my internet cafe is none of your business!"

Chen Ming was furious. If it weren't for the fact that the other side had a large number of people, he would have already made a move.