A top student transmigrates into a book: Reborn in the 90s and rises to prominence.

On the way here, Shao Wanwan noticed that there were other small villas next to this one with red "For Rent" signs hanging on them.

Shao Wanwan was very satisfied with the layout of this three-story villa; she thought it was perfect for opening a training school.

Furthermore, Jiang Zheyuan's uncle's company separates the areas for entertaining target customers from the areas for training employees.

In the original book, the training school rented a teaching building and dormitory building from a vocational school.

If I rented a small villa nearby to run a training school, I wouldn't be bothered by Shao Pei.

It's really quite good.

Because she had this plan in mind, Shao Wanwan paid special attention when observing the company's layout.

The more I looked at it, the more satisfied I became.

Because Jiang Xiaoran had given prior notice, the secretary was exceptionally warm and attentive.

I led them on a tour around the company, accompanying them as we walked and carefully explaining what each area was for.

The secretary was a tall, slender beauty who wore black-rimmed glasses and black stiletto heels, which made a crisp sound as she walked on the tiled floor.

Shao Wanwan thinks she looks like a character straight out of a Hong Kong drama.

Once you think of Hong Kong dramas, the familiarity of these layouts immediately comes to mind.

It seems that Jiang Xiaoran referenced the office layout in Hong Kong dramas.

No wonder their ideas are so far ahead of their time.

The book mentions that in 1997, Hong Kong returned to China, and in 1998, Jiang Xiaoran went to Hong Kong to visit and learn. Upon his return, he drastically changed the company's layout and required all front desk staff, secretaries, and male receptionists to wear uniforms and be very proactive in greeting guests.

It seems that Jiang Xiaoran has indeed learned something valuable.

People really do buy into vanity projects these days.

Although Shao Pei was the youngest child in his family and enjoyed top-notch resources, the conditions that Shao Guanghua and Zhang Suran could provide were limited.

Shao Pei was shocked by what he saw. He was incredibly envious of those who could run such a large company and have so many employees.

My disdain for Jiang Zheyuan has lessened considerably.

Jiang Xiaoran came to greet them after he finished his work.

Jiang Zheyuan not only resembles his grandfather in his eyebrows and eyes, but also bears a resemblance to Jiang Xiaoran, especially in their eyebrows and eyes.

Shao Wanwan noticed that they all had deep and wise eyes. When they looked at you, their gaze was heavy, as if there was a hook that drew your gaze, and sometimes you really couldn't look away.

Jiang Xiaoran was already forty-five or forty-six years old at this time, but because he was fair-skinned and had a slender and tall figure, you couldn't tell his age.

Nineteen-year-old Jiang Zheyuan stood beside Jiang Xiaoran, his temperament in no way inferior. His still-childish face held a calm and firm demeanor that came from having seen it all, making people feel that the truly wealthy one was not Jiang Xiaoran, but Jiang Zheyuan.

It seems that temperament is sometimes quite mysterious.

Jiang Zheyuan could actually handle Shao Pei's matter on his own. Shao Pei's visit was just a formality, followed by arranging a medical examination and enrolling in school.

Because Shao Pei was a minor, he participated in the junior class.

The program for gifted children lasts a relatively long time. Each week includes some basic academic classes, but the main focus is on learning kung fu, combat techniques, and industry service standards.

In short, it's a combination of literary and martial arts approaches.

Jiang Zheyuan knew about Shao Pei's harassment of Shao Wanwan, so he made arrangements with his uncle to keep him occupied until he came of age, and then to discipline him strictly.

Jiang Xiaoran understood, so when signing the contract, he added many additional details for Shao Pei.

The rules and regulations were shown to Shao Pei one by one, and then Shao Moli and Shao Wanwan, as guardians, also had to sign.

Shao Pei was eager to make a name for himself, so he signed the document with remarkable speed and efficiency.

After finishing Shao Pei's business.

Shao Wanwan glanced at Jiang Xiaoran, but had not yet spoken.

Jiang Zheyuan then took the initiative to speak, "Uncle, Wanwan seems to have something to ask you."

Jiang Xiaoran jokingly said affectionately, "Wanwan hasn't even said a word yet, but you've already become a mind reader for her. You're already henpecked before you're even married. It seems that henpeckedness is a family trait in the Jiang family."

Jiang Zheyuan was just worried that Shao Wanwan would be too embarrassed to speak up.

Jiang Xiaoran's teasing made her face turn red from her neck to her ears.

"Lucy, come here and take them to the VIP room to rest. Brew a pot of my pre-Qingming Longjing tea and let them relax and drink slowly. I'm going to have a private chat with my nephew and niece-in-law."

To Jiang Xiaoran, Shao Pei and Shao Moli were outsiders. When family members were talking, outsiders naturally had to be dismissed.

Shao Moli remained silent throughout the entire process, following her secretary out in silence.

Looking at the closed office door, she felt a piece of her heart was missing.

Her desire to be on equal footing with Jiang Zheyuan and share the spotlight reached its peak at this moment.

After being severely reprimanded by Zhang Suran for being shameful, she was already reluctant to continue working at the clothing store.

But now, she not only has to work, she also needs to earn her first sum of money for purchasing goods as soon as possible. She's going to sell clothes at the night market at the east gate of the school.

She felt that she was no worse than Shao Wanwan, and that as long as she worked hard enough, she would also be seen and recognized by Jiang Zheyuan and his family one day.

Seeing that the door was closed, Jiang Xiaoran got up, grabbed a bottle of chocolate milk, and handed it to Shao Wanwan.

“Your aunt brought this back from Hong Kong. She insists it’s delicious. Try it and see if you like it.”

Shao Wanwan didn't stand on ceremony, took it, inserted a straw, and took a sip.

It's incredibly sweet.

At this time, drinks often contain a lot of sugar to improve the taste.

However, no one has considered the problem of excessive sugar intake; the sugar content in beverages is lethal.

Shao Wanwan had just taken a big, unguarded sip, and the sweetness almost made her voice hoarse.

Jiang Xiaoran asked her with a loving expression if it tasted good, and she cleared her throat and said it tasted good.

Her throat felt like it was being squeezed, so she cleared it again and then gave a thumbs up.

"Your aunt is quite old, but she has a childlike temper and likes sweet drinks. You're a child yourself, so it's normal for you to like sweet drinks too. Take a case back to your dorm and drink it slowly later."

Shao Wanwan was torn between drinking the chocolate milk in her hand and not drinking it.

Jiang Zheyuan silently took the chocolate milk from her hand and said, "Uncle, she doesn't like things that are too sweet. She has cavities, and the doctor told her to avoid certain foods. You can have the chocolate milk instead! I like sweet things."

Jiang Xiaoran was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Why are you fighting with Wanwan for it? Let her take it back and drink it when she wants, and if she doesn't want to drink it, let her roommates drink it. A university dormitory is undoubtedly a small society, so it's never wrong to be polite."

Jiang Zheyuan, seeing that he couldn't refuse, had no choice but to accept the chocolate milk for Shao Wanwan.

Shao Wanwan was utterly terrified.

Specially supplied candies, imported chocolate milk... these were all delicacies that Shao Guanghua and Zhang Suran had never seen in their half-lives.

Would you consider this a bargain?

Jiang Xiaoran didn't care at all. He doted on Jiang Zheyuan, so he treated Shao Wanwan like a junior as well.

Shao Wanwan knew that if she refused again at this point, it would put Jiang Zheyuan in an awkward position, so she stopped declining.

"Wanwan, was there something you wanted to ask your uncle?" Jiang Zheyuan asked.

"I just wanted to ask you how much it would cost to rent an office space like this. I also saw a rental notice, but there was no contact information. If it's convenient for you, could you give me a phone number so I can call the landlord myself?"

Jiang Xiaoran and Jiang Zheyuan were both taken aback when they heard this.

They thought Shao Wanwan might want to add some information about Shao Pei, but they never expected it to be this.

“I need to ask about the specific price for you. This building was originally an investment in a textile factory. The factory went bankrupt, and the factory manager mortgaged it to me. It was too remote to live in, so I used it to open a company,” Jiang Xiaoran explained earnestly.

It wasn't mentioned in the book, so Shao Wanwan really didn't know.

I thought it would take a while to ask him, but Jiang Xiaoran, with his pure businessman's mindset, believed that time was money and immediately pulled out a cell phone exactly like Jiang Zheyuan's to make a call.

phone.

After a brief conversation, Jiang Xiaoran hung up the phone.

Then he looked at Shao Wanwan with a smile and said, "The rent for the whole building is five thousand yuan. If renting the whole thing is too much trouble, two thousand yuan per floor is also possible. The price for long-term rentals is negotiable. What do you want to do with the space you're renting?"