Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2401 - 2241: Vacation
Previously on Rebirth: Super Banking System...
Noon.
The exam had wrapped up.
Several girls gathered in a quiet corner of the cafeteria, where the food might not rival home cooking, but it was far from disappointing. The university had plenty of resources, using special modulation solutions to grow all the ingredients.
Meanwhile.
Prices stayed the same.
So.
Students at Yantang University felt like they were in paradise. Outside, meals like this would set you back thirty to fifty bucks, yet here they cost only around ten.
As a result.
Dining in the cafeteria.
Had turned into one of their top pleasures. Countless other college kids envy the extravagance at Yantang University.
Glancing downward.
What they get is... isolation.
All of a sudden.
Feelings of unfairness hit.
Sigh!
Regret!
Had they realized earlier, they would've picked a top school just for that tasty bite; they'd have aimed for Yantang. But now it's too late, leaving them to watch others savor it.
...
During their meal.
Out of nowhere.
A guy from their class plopped down at the adjacent table.
"Hi."
"Hey, Qin."
Raising their eyes.
Qin Shiqi offered a courteous smile in response. He played on the school's basketball squad, built like a tank with all those muscles, and shared her class.
Back in freshman year, he'd tried to win her over.
Too bad.
She showed zero interest, especially with his constant flexing. Qin Shiqi could only shake her head; so what if he's muscled up? It's not like she hadn't encountered them before—her family's Tang bodyguards.
All tough bruisers.
Overseas.
The guards around her included plenty towering over two meters, scary just to look at. Familiar sights lose their thrill over time.
Besides.
What's impressive about bulk?
Hmph!
One solid hit from me would drop him. More swings, and I'd hold back. To her, that build seemed no tougher than something frail and breakable.
Wimp!
...
Right then.
Yuan Shang's resolve flickered. As a first-year, he'd believed his strong frame would attract loads of girls, but after two years, he questioned its worth.
Frustrated.
He wasn't ugly, stood tall, radiated that fresh, sunny vibe, and ruled the basketball court. At their age, shouldn't girls see him as special?
But.
Qin Shiqi remained utterly unmoved.
Afterward.
He sent flowers.
Delivered meals.
Brought beverages.
...
Everything got sent back; he'd figured persistent chasing was the key to winning hearts, yet it turned out such tactics only click with certain types.
Others just aren't swayed.
Eventually.
He learned.
Rivals weren't scarce, popping up constantly—rich ones, good-looking ones—yet they all struck out too, which secretly boosted his mood.
So everyone faced the same fate!
However.
He refused to quit. Keep pursuing! By second year's close, he'd devolved into... a pesky fly in her view. Yuan Shang saw his world dimming.
Deeply deflated.
And.
Surprisingly, she had such a stunning sister.
No.
Not just one.
Two, actually.
He considered switching aims but sensed even slimmer odds, nearly abandoning hope, though he still buzzed around like a fly now and then to catch the lovely views.
Not too shabby.
Similarly.
Sharing those notions.
Plenty more.
Slowly realizing Qin Shiqi never dated anyone, the group sighed in relief; if he couldn't score, no one could, restoring some equilibrium.
...
Just now.
Another voice chimed in.
"Shiqi sis, Shiyu sis, Tang sis."
Turning around.
Yuan Shang spotted a plump kid, and from the greetings, tension gripped him. Who kicks off with "sis"? But recognizing the face, he recoiled.
---Zhang Hao.
Freshman.
Same department.
His folks had serious money, over a billion strong, edging toward tens of billions, not flashy but he'd stumbled on the info by chance.
A true Rich Second Generation.
No.
More like an ultra-wealthy one.
"Xiao Hao."
"How'd you pack on even more weight?"
"Gotta work out more."
"..."
Spotting him, Qin Shiqi and the others tossed out comments, with Feng Xiuxiu landing a kick right away, "You punk, ignoring your big sis like that." Deeming it insufficient.
She kicked once more.
"Xiuxiu sis."
Zhang Hao grinned sheepishly.
Earlier.
Feng Xiuxiu had been glued to her phone, missing him initially, but truth be told, she was his neighbor too, from the same old community, and they still were.
Residing in Qingyan Mountain villas.
"Take a seat."
"Nah, my classmates are waiting over there; wouldn't wanna interrupt you sisters' talk."
Truthfully.
Around these three, he felt on edge. His dad, Zhang Dongqing, owed his rise to the Tang Family, with billions in holdings.
In Qingyan City.
He ranked decently.
Still.
Compared to the powerhouses backing these girls, he paled.
Tang Qing.
Tang Kai.
Qin Yugang.
Each loaded or influential, making him seem tiny by contrast. Without their families' old ties from five years back, before Qin Yugang's ascent.
He might not even get to call them sis.
"Alright."
"Off you go then."
"Yep."
"Seriously, Xiao Hao, lose some weight."
"Got it, you sisters are spot on." With that, he dashed away quick; he'd only noticed the trio up close, dodging distant glimpses.
This was just a quick greet.
Usually.
He'd steer clear.
Approach?
No thanks.
The pressure was intense.
Pursuing? He knew his limits; billions in family wealth didn't boost his guts, so staying a low-key Rich Second Generation suited him fine.
Works great!
...
At that instant.
Yuan Shang stood stunned; the exchange hinted at deep familiarity, and oddly, Zhang Hao seemed like a cat-caught mouse.
Suddenly.
His pulse quickened.
Perhaps.
They hailed from powerful circles? Zhang Hao wasn't the cocky type, yet they bluntly called him out on his size without hesitation, and he just smiled through it.
Tricky.
Absolutely tricky.
So.
In his thoughts, the girls before him gained an extra veil of enigma.
...
Three days passed.
The calendar.
Slipped into July.
With Yantang University's final test done, students started departing in droves—heading home, vacationing, or job-hunting.
Sure.
The campus offered incentives and support.
Yet.
Some preferred not to idle away time, aiming to pocket as much cash as possible; not every home was flush, and some had younger sibs coming up.
Education.
Daily life.
Spending cash.
...
Endless motives drove their urge to earn extra.
For that.
The administration smartly set up aid; anyone up for summer gigs got placements in Qingyan City, often tied to their field.
On this.
Local companies jumped at the chance.
After all.
Yantang University backed by a giant force; loads of Qingyan's business owners dealt with the Tang Family, eager to lend a hand.
"Bye-bye."
"Catch you when term starts."
"..."
In the dorm.
Qin Shiqi waved goodbye to roommates Xu Xiaohong and Liu Qing; over summer break, those two opted for company internships.
She.
Planned a trip to Shanghai to hang out, reunite with her folks; they'd been swamped since January, unseen for months, and she missed them terribly.
Naturally.
Tang Nian’er tagged along.
Next.
They'd head to Sanya from there, chilling in the villa a bit, before looping back by early August, since part-time work at Sky Eye awaited, pulling them into routines again.