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

But his companion egged him on, saying, "What's so expensive about it? Just imagine how you'll feel surrounded by girls in the dance hall later, twenty yuan is nothing! Buy it!"

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll buy it! Boss lady, wrap it up for me!"

The two young men each bought a leather jacket and a batwing shirt.

Satisfied, I left the clothing store and headed towards the dance hall.

The music in the dance hall was deafening, and it was bustling with people every night.

Dynamic music and flashing lights allowed young people to unleash their youthful energy.

Two young men in new leather jackets squeezed into the crowd, excitedly discussing something.

"Hey, let me tell you, this dance hall is nothing special, nothing compared to the ice rink!" The young man fanned himself with his hand, looking disdainful.

My companion nodded in agreement: "Exactly! What else can you do in a dance hall besides shaking your head? Unlike an ice rink, where speed and passion reign supreme—that's real enjoyment!"

"Let me tell you, I did a new trick at the ice rink yesterday called 'Swallow Flight,' and it was so cool! Lots of girls were watching me!"

The young man spoke animatedly, mimicking ice skating movements.

"Really? Teach me tomorrow! All I can do is skate backwards, and nobody ever watches me..." his companion said with envy.

"No problem! Let's go together tomorrow, I'll teach you! Once you've learned it, we'll show off together!" the young man promised, patting his chest.

"By the way, have you seen Li Li? She looked really cool in those bell-bottoms today!" her companion suddenly changed the subject.

"No, she's probably at the ice rink! Who comes to dance halls all the time these days? Being able to ice skate is what's truly fashionable!" Young man A said smugly.

"Let me tell you, these days in school, if someone can't ice skate or hasn't been to this underground shopping mall to buy trendy clothes, they're embarrassed to even greet people!"

"That's right! Last time I bombed my math test, and my dad almost beat me. But when I told him I'd learned how to do a 'one-legged spin,' he immediately stopped being angry and even said he'd take me to buy new roller skates!"

His companion looked excited.

"Hey, let's hurry to the skating rink! If we're late, all the good spots will be gone!" the young man said, pulling his companion along as they squeezed out.

The cinemas are packed every day, with the latest Hong Kong films and Hollywood blockbusters showing one after another, satisfying people's desire for movies.

Chen Ming watched all this with immense joy.

In just one month, the goal of 2000 million was actually achieved!

The money he had borrowed before now seemed like a few insignificant pebbles, which he easily kicked to the side of the road.

That day, several "tycoons" who had previously lent money to Chen Ming came to his door.

They were all dressed in suits and ties, their shoes gleaming, but they couldn't hide the greed in their eyes.

"Brother Chen, your underground shopping mall is booming! We old folks really misjudged it!"

A man with a beer belly patted Chen Ming on the shoulder in a seemingly friendly manner.

"Yes, yes, Brother Chen is truly a promising young man! We were very discerning in lending you the money back then!"

Another man, who was as thin as a monkey, chimed in.

Chen Ming looked at them with a forced smile; these were the people who had lent him money in the past.

It wasn't out of any good intentions; they were just trying to take advantage of the situation.

"You flatter me, gentlemen. It was just good luck," Chen Ming said casually.

"Brother Chen, we've come here to discuss investment with you."

"Your underground shopping mall is doing so well, we'd like to get some of that business too!"

The beer-bellied man rubbed his hands together, his face full of fawning.

“Yes, Brother Chen, we old folks have some spare cash on hand and we’d like to invest in your underground shopping mall. What do you think?” the skinny man chimed in.

Chen Ming sneered inwardly. These guys, when they borrowed money back then...

They all acted superior, but now that they see he's making money, they want a piece of the pie.

"I appreciate your kind offer, but I don't need any investment right now," Chen Ming said directly.

"Brother Chen, that's not right. We helped you a lot back then! Now that you're successful, you want to kick us old folks aside? That's really unfair!"

The beer-bellied man's face darkened, and his tone became harsher.

“That’s right, Brother Chen, you can’t forget your roots!” the skinny man added threateningly.

Chen Ming looked at them, his eyes gradually turning cold:

"Brothers, the loan agreement clearly states that I have repaid the principal and interest on time, and we are even. If you want to invest now, that's your business. I refuse to accept it, and please don't bother me anymore."

"Chen Ming, don't be so stubborn! We're a few influential figures in S City. If you offend us, you can forget about ever working in S City again!"

Enraged, the beer-bellied man pointed at Chen Ming's nose and cursed.

Chen Ming sneered: "I, Chen Ming, am upright and honest, and I'm not afraid of your crooked ways! If you have nothing else, please leave. I have other things to do."

Seeing that Chen Ming wouldn't budge despite their threats, the group of "tycoons" had no choice but to leave.

After they left, the smile on Chen Ming's face disappeared, replaced by a look of solemnity.

These people will definitely not let this go, and they will surely cause him trouble again in the future.

Chen Ming had a premonition that those "tycoons" wouldn't let it go, but he didn't expect their retaliation to come so quickly and so... lowly.

A few days later, Chen Ming was patrolling the underground street, looking at the bustling crowds and listening to the clamor of vendors, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

At that moment, a familiar figure appeared in his sight—Zhao Rou.

She wore a white dress, her long hair flowing, and her face had a pitiful expression, making her look like a fairy who didn't eat the food of this world.

Chen Ming was deceived by this appearance in his previous life, and now seeing it again only makes him feel disgusted.

"Chen Ming, it's been a long time." Zhao Rou walked up to Chen Ming and said softly.

Chen Ming stared at her coldly without saying a word.

"I know you're still angry with me," Zhao Rou said, her eyes slightly red.

"But I really miss you, can you forgive me?"

Chen Ming sneered inwardly. This woman was truly a drama queen; her mood changed faster than flipping through a book.

In his past life, when he was seriously ill, she didn't even bother to visit him. Now, however, she's putting on this act of deep affection, which is truly disgusting.

"Zhao Rou, what exactly do you want?" Chen Ming asked impatiently.

Zhao Rou bit her lip, looking hesitant, and said, "Actually, I came here to ask you for a favor..."

Chen Ming raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.

"I...I have a family emergency and urgently need a large sum of money..." Zhao Rou's voice grew softer and softer, as if she found it difficult to speak.

Chen Ming sneered inwardly. Sure enough, this woman wouldn't come to him without a reason.

"So? You want me to lend you money?" Chen Ming looked at her with a half-smile.