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

"I followed your line of thinking, and I didn't expect to actually solve it!"

Chen Ming suddenly realized that his rebirth was indeed subtly influencing the people and things around him.

"So, I'm your 'secret weapon'?" Chen Ming joked with a smile.

Wang Qingyue winked playfully: "I guess so! So, to thank you, I specially asked my mom to make your favorite braised pork ribs. Try them!"

Chen Ming opened the thermos, and a rich aroma wafted out. The braised pork ribs looked so tempting that they whetted his appetite.

He picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in his mouth. The meat was tender and the flavor was rich, which made him exclaim in admiration.

"Auntie's cooking is really good!" Chen Ming exclaimed sincerely. The delicious meat juices burst on his tongue, the ribs were stewed until tender and flavorful, rich but not greasy, it was simply a delicacy.

Seeing Chen Ming eating so happily, Wang Qingyue felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

"Eat more if you like it, my mom made a lot more!"

Chen Ming quickly finished most of the box of pork ribs and sighed with satisfaction.

"I haven't had such delicious ribs in a long time."

In his previous life, he was so busy with his career that he neglected to take care of himself, often just grabbing a quick bite to eat. He had no time to enjoy the warmth of home-cooked meals.

Wang Qingyue rested her chin on her hand and looked at him with a smile.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Seeing Chen Ming wolfing down his food, she suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, what have you been busy with lately? I see this is your new internet cafe; the environment is much better than before."

After careful consideration, Chen Ming decided to tell Wang Qingyue about Zhao Feilong.

"Actually, it's nothing much," Chen Ming said, swallowing the last piece of pork rib. "It's just that this newly opened internet cafe caught the eye of a guy named Zhao Feilong, who wanted to buy it at a low price, but I didn't agree, and that's how all this trouble started."

Wang Qingyue was stunned for a moment, and the milk tea in her hand wobbled, almost spilling out.

"Zhao Feilong? How did you resolve that? You should be alright now, right?"

Chen Ming sighed and told Wang Qingyue in detail how Zhao Feilong had orchestrated the shutdown of the internet cafe and how he had tried to take it away from him.

After hearing this, Wang Qingyue's face turned bright red with anger.

"That's outrageous! Zhao Feilong is a complete scumbag! What are you going to do about it?"

Chen Ming sneered: "Zhao Feilong has now been arrested, and the police are investigating and collecting evidence. I believe there will be results soon."

"As for my internet cafe..." he paused, "it's operating normally now and we've even increased our advertising."

Wang Qingyue looked around. The brand-new computers and comfortable environment were a whole level better than the previous internet cafe.

"This internet cafe is really good. It seems you haven't been defeated by Zhao Feilong."

A cold glint flashed in Chen Ming's eyes: "Of course, I won't admit defeat so easily."

"I'm going to make Zhao Feilong pay the price and let him know that I'm not someone to be trifled with!"

Looking into Chen Ming's determined eyes, Wang Qingyue's heart began to pound for some reason.

“I believe in you,” Wang Qingyue said softly. “You can definitely do it.”

Looking into Wang Qingyue's clear eyes, Chen Ming felt a warmth in his heart.

The two chatted for a while longer before Wang Qingyue got up to take her leave.

"I should go back now, my mom is still waiting for me at home."

"Let me take you," Chen Ming said, standing up.

"No need, I can go back by myself." Wang Qingyue waved her hand. "You go ahead and do your work."

Chen Ming insisted, "It's alright, I'll walk you downstairs."

Wang Qingyue couldn't refuse him, so she had no choice but to agree.

Chen Ming saw Wang Qingyue off at the bus stop, and the two parted reluctantly.

The internet cafe was bustling with noise, the sound of keyboards clicking, and the air thick with smoke.

Chen Ming glanced around and saw many familiar faces, all of whom were regular customers.

"Boss, a bottle of iced tea, please!"

A young man with dyed yellow hair shouted at the top of his lungs.

Chen Ming nodded and took a bottle of iced tea from the freezer and handed it to him.

Huang Mao gulped down half a bottle of iced tea, let out a loud burp, and then winked at Chen Ming.

"Boss, you look so radiant, you must be having a lucky streak with a girl!"

"Tell me, which girl has such good taste?"

Chen Ming smiled and shook his head, not replying, but Wang Qingyue's gentle smile appeared in his mind.

He went to the office behind the bar to check today's sales figures.

The numbers flashing on the screen made him even happier. Ever since the Zhao Feilong incident was resolved, the internet cafe business had been booming. The combined daily income of the two stores was quite considerable.

Looking at the ever-increasing numbers in the ledger, Chen Ming suddenly recalled the globally popular games from his previous life, and the bigwigs who created gaming empires.

Now is a time of booming development for the gaming industry. If you can recruit some talent at this time, you might be able to make a name for yourself in this field.

With a wicked grin, the blond-haired man leaned closer to Chen Ming. "Boss, you seem to be in a good mood today. Is something good happening? Tell your brother!"

Chen Ming smiled and shook his head, saying mysteriously, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

"Oh, you're keeping it a secret from me! Did you really go on a date with some girl?"

The blond-haired man winked and pressed on with his question.

Chen Ming simply smiled without saying a word, but he was thinking about something more important.

"Boss, your internet cafe is doing so well right now, shouldn't you consider expanding?"

Another customer chimed in.

"Expand the scale? I have a better idea."

A glint of light flashed in Chen Ming's eyes. "I want to enter the gaming industry."

"The gaming industry? Making games is really difficult these days!" the blond-haired man exclaimed in surprise.

“I know, but I think it’s a very promising industry.”

Chen Ming's tone was very firm, "Moreover, I am confident that I can do it well."

"Boss, you're not thinking of developing your own game, are you?" another customer asked.

“That’s right.” Chen Ming nodded. “I want to recruit some talent and build a team.”

"This is no easy task!" the blond-haired man exclaimed. "Talented people are hard to find in the gaming industry these days!"

"I know, but I won't give up." Chen Ming's eyes burned with ambition.

"I believe that as long as I work hard, I will definitely succeed."

Seeing that Chen Ming ignored him, Huang Mao pursed his lips, took another sip of iced tea, and returned to his seat to continue his battle.

Chen Ming watched his retreating figure, pondering how to carry out his plan.

First, he needs a suitable platform to post job openings.

Newspapers? Too inefficient. Television? Too expensive.

The internet? It's not that widespread yet, and there aren't many suitable platforms. Chen Ming stroked his chin, his brow furrowed.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered someone—reporter Liu Jiali.