Chapter 1761: Starting from Scratch, Building from Nothing

The dean of students had been smiling, but upon hearing the name "Sheng Zirui," his expression suddenly changed.

He reprimanded Alice very sternly, telling her to keep a low profile at school; this was a school, not a place where she could throw her weight around as she pleased.

He also warned Alice that she could provoke anyone she liked, but she must not provoke Sheng Zirui; she could like him, but she must not make an enemy of him, lest she bring disaster upon her Clan.

Is it really that serious?

He is nothing more than a poor boy.

Alice was indifferent; she agreed with her mouth, but in her heart, she didn't take it seriously at all.

She had originally intended to find a few people to teach Sheng Zirui a lesson, but before she could finish gathering them, her father suddenly transferred her to another school.

Not only did he transfer her school, he wouldn't even let her stay in Country A.

She was unconvinced and asked her father what was going on.

It was just provoking a poor boy; they were all acting as if they were facing a formidable enemy—was it necessary to be so nervous?

Her father, who had always granted her every request, flew into a great rage this time, scolding her for nearly bringing great trouble upon the Clan and saying it was time to discipline her properly.

How Alice was disciplined, Sheng Zirui did not know, but after Alice left the class, Zirui's "troubles" did not cease.

Every few days, there were always girls confessing their feelings to him.

And things like girls not confessing openly but secretly stuffing snacks into his desk also happened frequently.

Sheng Zirui himself did not understand why his popularity with girls had suddenly improved.

In the past, it was a personality like Zihan's that was very popular with girls, yet upon arriving in Country A, he had become the popular one.

Zirui did not feel this was a good thing; he was annoyed by it and did not want this kind of romantic luck.

But some things, the more you don't want them, the more they abound.

Until one day, Qi Shishi arrived.

The two walked on campus, Qi Shishi holding his arm, followed by a group of bodyguards.

Zirui laughed: "After you go back, my reputation as a 'kept man' will be set in stone; everyone will think I am a poor boy being supported by you."

Qi Shishi tilted her head and asked: "Regret it?"

"If you regret it, you can call Chairman Sheng immediately; I guarantee he will have you picked up and brought back to the country in minutes, restoring your status as the Heir of Dingsheng."

"I don't regret it; I, Sheng Zirui, never regret anything I have done."

"But you are working so hard right now; do you really not regret it at all?"

"Mm."

Zirui nodded: "Believe me, the hardship now is only temporary; I will definitely not rely on anyone, and relying solely on my own ability, one day I will be able to stand side-by-side with you."

"Just like you said, standing with you in the image of a tree. Roots, gripping the earth; leaves, touching in the clouds..."

Qi Shishi smiled like a flower: "You still remember?"

"Yes, I remember every word you have said."

"That wasn't something I said, it's a poem!"

"It doesn't matter; as long as it was said by you, then it is what you said!"

Qi Shishi held his hand tightly and said very seriously: "I believe you!"

It had not been easy for the two of them to break through layers of obstacles to reach this point; the remaining troubles were all minor matters.

Zirui is not a creature of the pond; although he is struggling now, his takeoff is only a matter of time.

The two of them had endless things to talk about, yet time passed quickly, and it was time for Qi Shishi to leave.

"How about I postpone this afternoon's meeting?" Qi Shishi was reluctant to part.

Although she is the president of a country, she is also a girl; parting with her boyfriend, even if only temporarily, made her reluctant.

Zirui said: "You should go back; my time to work this afternoon has arrived, and I have to go back to work too."

"Mm, then see you next time."

"See you next time."

Sheng Family.

Sheng Hanyu returned from work and was immediately complained to by his wife.

"It's all your fault; Zirui works three jobs a day outside of his studies, and to save money, he doesn't even eat meat. Can his body take it?"

Sheng Hanyu had known about these things for a long time.

But he hadn't told his wife; how did she know?

"How do you know? Did Zirui tell you?"

It would have been better not to ask; once he asked, his wife's anger flared even higher!

"Could he say it? That stubborn temper of his is exactly the same as yours; even if he starved to death out there, he wouldn't ask me for help..."

She wiped away her tears, feeling very heartbroken: "They are all flesh and blood from my own body; I feel heartbroken whichever one suffers. Stop being so stubborn and let our son come home, okay?"

Sheng Hanyu pulled his wife into his arms and gently patted her back to comfort her: "I know you feel heartbroken for Zirui; he is my son too, and of course I feel heartbroken."

"He is a boy, and it is not a bad thing for a boy to suffer a little. If I hadn't left the Sheng Family back then, I wouldn't have been able to create Dingsheng, right?"

That may be true, but Shi Youxuan was still worried.

"He is out there alone; what if he encounters danger?"

"Don't worry, I have sent people to protect him in secret; he won't be in any danger..."

On the surface, Sheng Hanyu had driven Sheng Zirui out of the house.

In reality, his concern had not diminished in the slightest.

Zirui had been working in the Cafeteria for two months when an opportunity arose; the noodle stall next to the one where he worked was looking to transfer ownership because the owner had family matters to attend to.

Zirui wanted to take it over and run it himself.

He counted the money in his hands; it wasn't much, but it was enough to take over a stall. Because the owner of the stall was in a hurry to sell, the price given was very reasonable, and Zirui successfully transferred it and became the boss.

Although the stall had been taken over, Zirui did not care for the pasta dishes the previous owner had been serving.

People in Country A revere scholarship and are not very keen on the pursuit of fine food, which directly leads to the taste of food in Country A not being very good; they like Jiangzhou cuisine very much, but Jiangzhou dishes are too complex, so while the people of Country A like to eat them, they do not know how to cook them.

When it comes to making fine food, there is a ready-made big brother.

Zirui told his big brother about his current situation, and his big brother immediately said: "I will send two people to you to teach you the techniques; just sell the signature noodles and wontons of Chenxin Snack. I will pay their wages, and you can pay me back once you have earned money."

"Okay, thank you, big brother."

"We are brothers; do you still need to be polite with me?"

Zichen sent the people over very quickly.

The person who came was Zichen.

The people were sent over very quickly, and the people sent over were ones Zirui also knew—Xiaolong and his apprentice!

Xiaolong was his big brother's most capable right-hand man; that his big brother would send him over was something Zirui had not expected.

He said to Xiaolong: "You go back; just leave your apprentice here. My little stall cannot afford a master chef like you."

Xiaolong was alarmed: "Third Young Master, I cannot go back like this. Our boss said to let me come with you, and if I go back just like this, I will be scolded to death by the boss."

Zirui: "You are my big brother's most capable person; he cannot do without you."

Xiaolong: "The boss said that you are his brother, and me serving you is the same as serving him!"

This favor, Zirui kept in mind.