Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan's intentions were definitely not simply to tease Liu Qian.

He was absolutely certain that he could get into a 985 university.

But Liu Qian's sudden frozen expression filled Meng Chuan with doubt.

It's just a slight improvement in grades, why are you so surprised?

But he soon realized he was wrong.

Liu Qian looked past him and towards what was behind him.

Liu Qian's expression quickly changed from blank to cold.

"Who do you think is talking nonsense here? It turns out to be that poor kid who's been chasing me for a whole year and hasn't even been able to touch my hand."

At the same time, Wang Ling's coquettish yet mocking voice came from behind Meng Chuan.

Meng Chuan frowned and turned his head, only to see Wang Ling walking over intimately with a portly man with a receding hairline.

After graduation, Wang Ling seemed like a completely different person.

Having shed her innocent school uniform, she now sports an extremely alluring and sexy outfit, complete with heavy makeup and revealing clothing.

Let alone Liu Qian, even Meng Chuan almost didn't recognize her at first glance.

If Meng Chuan hadn't been very familiar with her voice, he wouldn't have even dared to recognize her.

However, what Wang Ling said was true.

Meng Chuan recklessly fawned over her for a year, but he never even touched her hand.

"Heh, looks like my words came true. I really did become a prostitute."

Meng Chuan said with a cold smile.

Meng Chuan's words immediately infuriated Wang Ling.

She already harbored resentment towards Meng Chuan for calling her a bitch in front of the whole class.

I happened to hear Meng Chuan spouting nonsense here, saying he could score 700 or 800, so I came over to mock him.

Before she even started, Meng Chuan had already dealt her a "trump card".

"Meng Chuan, what right do you have to talk to me like that? For a poor bastard like you, you'll never escape your fate as a member of the lower class. And you have the audacity to boast about how many points you got on the exam? Let me tell you, without social connections, no matter how many points you get, you'll never enter high society."

Wang Ling cursed Meng Chuan vehemently.

"If high society is full of people like you, I wouldn't bother going in."

Meng Chuan said with a cold smile.

"you……"

Before Wang Ling could say anything more, Liu Qian said with an icy expression:

"Wang Ling, how could you say such a thing about Meng Chuan? And why are you dressed like that? You..."

Liu Qian was both shocked and furious.

Wang Ling was, after all, her student for three years.

Although this girl is usually thin-skinned and vain.

Liu Qian never imagined that she would look like this when they met again after just graduating.

"What? Teacher Liu, I've already graduated, and you still want to control me? Even my mom can't control me, so what right do you have?"

Wang Ling wasn't afraid of Liu Qian at all. She raised her chin and said arrogantly:

"And why can't I say anything to him? What's wrong with how I'm dressed? Why didn't you say anything when he was talking back to me? Now that I'm retaliating, you're going to criticize me? Do you think you still have the right to act like a teacher in front of me?"

In fact, during Meng Chuan's car accident, Liu Qian made verbal attacks on Wang Ling more than once.

Liu Qian had criticized Wang Ling severely when she refused to visit Meng Chuan in the hospital.

At that time, Wang Ling did not dare to resist, but that did not mean she did not resent Liu Qian.

These past few days she's hooked up with a rich guy, frequenting high-class places, and naturally she no longer has the mindset of a high school student.

"Little darling, so this is your teacher? Hehe, I didn't expect your teacher to be so young and beautiful."

When Wang Ling angrily confronted Liu Qian, the balding man next to her stared intently at Liu Qian.

"Oh, godfather, you just said in the car that I'm the youngest and prettiest."

Wang Ling rubbed against the big belly in a coquettish voice.

The hand that was on her back, which was swollen with a big belly, began to wander restlessly.

"Haha, they're both young and beautiful."

The man with the big belly smiled so hard his eyes were almost closed, but his gaze kept lingering on Liu Qian.

Compared to Wang Ling's naivety, Liu Qian's outstanding appearance, elegant temperament, and graceful figure were clearly more attractive to him.

While flirting with Wang Ling, the man with the large belly extended his other hand and said to Liu Qian with a fawning expression:

"Mr. Liu, I am Zhao Dazhu, the vice president of XX Bank. Would you do me the honor of getting to know me?"

In Zhao Dazhu's mind, as the deputy bank manager with an annual salary of one million, he was a high-ranking figure in this small county town.

He's a true elite of high society; how can a mere middle school teacher compare to him?

Teachers like Liu Qian could easily get countless girls into their beds with just a snap of their fingers.

Meng Chuan's eyes were icy cold as he stepped forward, blocking Liu Qian's path.

"You'd better put your claws back. If you dare touch Teacher Liu, I won't hesitate to chop it off."

Zhao Dazhu was taken aback when he heard this.

Then, as if he had heard the funniest joke, he threw his head back and burst into laughter:

"You brat, what are you talking about? Who do you think you are? A poor, green-blooded student, how dare you yell at me?"

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at Meng Chuan's nose, his face full of disdain.

"You think you can kill me? I can stomp my foot in this county town and the ground will tremble. You ignorant brat, I could kill your whole family with just a word!"

Zhao Dazhu deliberately sticks out his round belly, showing off his designer clothes and flaunting his status.

Immediately, Zhao Dazhu turned his gaze to Liu Qian, a lewd smile creeping onto his lips:

“Teacher Liu, what future do you have following this kid? Why not come with me? I can give you a good life, a big house, and a luxury car. Why be a poor teacher in this small county?”

As he spoke, he winked at Liu Qian, his eyes filled with provocation and insult.

Liu Qian turned pale with anger, her body trembling slightly: "You're shameless!"

Meng Chuan is her student. What is this damn deputy bank manager thinking about?

Liu Qian glared at Wang Ling again:

"Wang Ling, look at yourself now! You've sold yourself for money, hooking up with such a greasy and disgusting man. Don't you have any self-respect at all?"

"Look at him now, flirting with me right in front of you. It's obvious he's just playing with you. For vanity, you've trampled your youth and dignity underfoot. Don't you think that's pathetic?"

Wang Ling, however, didn't seem to care and said indifferently:

"So what? A woman's success depends on marrying well. My godfather earns millions a year; he's a true member of high society. What's wrong with having a few more women?"

Wang Ling's words made Zhao Dazhu feel incredibly pleased and proud.

He was still worried about not having a chance to tell Liu Qian that he earns a million a year.

In particular, as the vice president, he had countless unseen forms of gray income.

His income is far more than a million.

Zhao Dazhu was even fantasizing that Liu Qian might immediately try to get close to him after hearing that he earned a million a year.

Liu Qian wanted to refute Wang Ling, but Meng Chuan stopped her, saying:

"Sister, how can you wake someone who's pretending to be asleep?"

Meng Chuan sneered and took a step closer to Zhao Dazhu, his eyes seemingly able to see through his soul.

This caused Zhao Dazhu to involuntarily take a small step back.

Meng Chuan slowly said:

"Zhao Dazhu, right? If you had a different identity, or worked for a different bank, I probably wouldn't be able to do anything to you."

"But coincidentally, I know the president of the bank you work for."

How dare a mere bank vice president yell at Meng Chuan?

I really don't know where Zhao Dazhu got his courage from.

Even Zhang Jie, the bank president, treated Meng Chuan like his own father.

"Keep bragging! Lots of people know our bank manager, and I even know the provincial governor! Too bad the governor doesn't know me. Haha..."

Zhao Dazhu began to mock them vehemently.

"Hehe, godfather, don't be fooled by him. His family is dirt poor. Back in school, he would make excuses even to buy me a cup of milk tea."

Wang Ling also joined in the mockery.

Meng Chuan smiled and said nothing more.

Instead, he took out his phone and dialed Zhang Jie's number directly:

"Hey! Brother Meng, what brings you here on the phone again?"

Zhang Jie had just gotten home from get off work.

He's been in a great mood lately.

With such a large sum of money secured, a promotion is within reach.

He's been working overtime until 10 p.m. every day lately, all to make the books look better.

He will soon be promoted to the provincial capital.

And all of this is thanks to Meng Chuan.

Therefore, whenever Meng Chuan called, he would always stand up to answer the phone.

“Brother Zhang, I have to call you! There’s a big shot at your bank who can make the whole county tremble with a stomp of his foot. He said he could kill my whole family with just one word. I’m a coward, so I’m planning to transfer my savings to the bank across the street from you.”