Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 152 Funny Little Gay

"Pfft—cough cough cough!!" Li Yifeng, who was brushing his teeth by the sink on the balcony, choked on a mouthful of toothpaste foam, coughing violently, tears and snot streaming down his face, foam covering half of his face.

Holy crap!

Just as Xiao Ji was about to climb out of bed, he was so shocked by this sudden "declaration of handsome awakening" that his legs went weak, and with a standard stumble, he fell straight off the bed ladder with a thud.

As he slammed his fist on the sofa, he said, "Awesome, only a mortal like me can pull this off!"

That's just how Xiao Ji is. When he has cigarettes, he's Fan Ge; when he doesn't, he's just Fan Zi.

Liu Yunzhi, who was handing out camouflage uniforms, looked at him with admiration: "Brother Fan, how come you always have such brilliant insights!"

"Words from the gods?" Ye Fan raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, it's just like what you said last night about slapping your ex-boyfriend. I lay in bed thinking about it for ages last night, and then it suddenly dawned on me what it meant! It's brilliant! Fan-ge, how do you come up with so many weird and interesting words? How do you think of them all?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan simply smiled mysteriously and did not reply.

To keep one's achievements and fame hidden—can one really say that?

These are all "cultural heritages" from surfing the internet in our past lives!

He could come up with a whole bunch of similar "jokes".

Just then, Xu Bin from the next dormitory rubbed his sleepy eyes and staggered in, just in time to hear the second half of the story.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately moved closer to Ye Fan, his face full of admiration: "Brother Fan! Speaking of last night, your drinking capacity was simply divine! I, Xu Bin, have never admired a true man whose drinking capacity surpasses mine!"

He suddenly stood up straight, patted his chest, and said with a strange mix of enthusiasm and seriousness, "How about... you take me on as your underling? I promise to serve you faithfully and follow your lead without question!"

Ye Fan couldn't help but twitch his lips as he looked at Xu Bin's excited expression, as if he had "found his people."

This guy... is not only a seasoned Boiling Sheep, but his thought process is also as bizarre as a maze! Should we take him as our follower?

Ye Fan would never dare to take on such a follower.

......

In the afternoon, Ye Fan drove to the company.

The atmosphere in the office remained tense. Xiang Hao and his team were engrossed in their work in the conference room, the sound of keyboards clicking incessantly.

Ye Fan spent the afternoon in Liu Ruyan's spacious and bright office, mostly just lounging on the comfortable sofa scrolling through his phone.

Liu Ruyan buried herself in piles of documents, occasionally glancing up to exchange a helpless yet tacit glance with him before immersing herself back in her work.

His main purpose in coming to the company was actually very clear—to have dinner with Liu Ruyan.

She was so busy lately that the two of them barely had time to have a proper conversation.

The main purpose of coming to the company today is to have dinner with Liu Ruyan.

Once Liu Ruyan finally finished dealing with her urgent matters, Ye Fan immediately pulled her up: "Come on, let's go eat, we're starving!"

The two found a quiet restaurant near the company and enjoyed a rare moment of leisure.

After the meal, Ye Fan escorted the slightly tired Liu Ruyan back to her company building, and then drove back to school himself.

...

The car drove into a lively food street not far from the school, just as the evening crowds were beginning to gather.

Ye Fan slowed down, his gaze casually sweeping over the noisy roadside vendors and hurried students.

Suddenly, a familiar yet unusually thin figure came into his view—it was Xian Zuling looking for a part-time job. The school's work-study program hadn't been finalized yet.

She was going from shop to shop along the street, asking questions. Ye Fan could see that she was trying to straighten her back, trying to make herself look more reliable and capable.

She walked to the entrance of a milk tea shop, said something to the busy staff, and looked hopeful. Soon, the staff waved her away, and the light in her eyes dimmed instantly. She silently turned around and walked to the next shop.

The owner of a small restaurant looked her up and down, and before she could finish speaking, he shook his head and refused, his expression of disdain almost undisguised.

Ye Fan slowed down and approached, then rolled down the car window.

It takes a while to get here from the school on foot.

After inquiring at each store, Ye Fan estimated the time and realized that she would probably have to rush out as soon as she finished distributing the military training uniforms at noon.

The sun is still very strong today.

Even though it's already evening, it's still incredibly hot.

It was getting late, and Xian Zuling turned around to return to school. Looking at the end of the street that was gradually being shrouded in night, her little face was filled with confusion and helplessness.

She wanted to find some part-time work as soon as possible.

But now, she can't find a part-time job...

Unable to find a part-time job, what should she do next? She gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, silently telling herself, "Military training starts tomorrow... I can only wait until it's over before looking for another opportunity."

"Offering sacrifices to our ancestral spirits!"

Just then, a clear voice pierced through the noise of the street.

Xian Zuling subconsciously turned around and saw the sleek black Audi parked by the roadside, and Ye Fan waving at her from the driver's seat.

"Come here." Ye Fan's voice carried an unquestionable casualness.

Xian Zuling's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then finally moved to the car, leaned down slightly, and whispered through the window, "Ye Fan? Is there something you need?"

"Get in the car," Ye Fan said simply, "I'll give you a ride home on the way."

"No, there's no need to trouble yourself."

Xian Zuling quickly shook his head: "I can walk back by myself, it'll be quick."

Ye Fan said softly, "Look at the time! By the time you get back, the cafeteria will be closed. Do you want to go hungry all night and then go to military training under the scorching sun tomorrow?"

"I..." Xian Zuling was speechless.

Her cell phone was an old PHS phone that had been through many hands; the battery was severely worn out and it would shut down automatically all the time, so she had no idea when it would turn off.

Ye Fan's words struck a nerve—if she missed the cheapest meal of white rice and vegetables in the cafeteria, she would go hungry tonight, and tomorrow's intense military training... she dared not think about the consequences.

Ye Fan was too lazy to argue with her anymore: "I'm going back to school too, it's just on my way. Hurry up and get on, you can't park here for long, if the traffic police come, a parking ticket will cost two hundred yuan."

"Two hundred yuan?" These three words seemed to have a magical power, instantly throwing the ancestral spirit into a panic.

Without further hesitation, she quickly reached for the back door.

"Click." The car door didn't budge.

Ye Fan's voice came from the front: "Sit in the front. The back door lock is broken, it won't open."

"I'm okay!"

Xian Zuling was stunned for a moment, and could only carefully open the passenger door.

The car's cleanliness and high-end feel made her instantly uneasy.

Beige leather seats, a smooth center console, a faint scent of leather and air freshener... all of this was out of place for her.

She stood outside the car door, looking at the spotless, gleaming seats, hesitant to sit down.