Two years later, Zhao Wanxue was selected into the Forbes 2016 China Charity List. The next year, Zhao Wanxue ranked 23rd in the "Forbes China 400 Rich List" with a wealth of 59.37 billion yuan.

At the end of 2017, Zhao Wanxue established Zhengao Group, with Zhengao Group Co., Ltd. as the parent company, and seven companies including Live Broadcasting, Watching Short Video, Zhongzhou Entertainment, and Quantong Express as subsidiaries. Zhao Wanxue holds 48% of the shares and serves as the chairman and president of the company, Ding Shien holds 4% of the shares and serves as the chairman of the board of supervisors. The total number of other affiliates also accounts for 10% of the Zhengao Group. Three shares.

This is Zhao Wanxue's cleverness.

Even if Meng Zezhi is gone in the future, these families will definitely be willing to continue to support her under the bondage of interests.

After all, as a businessman, she understands the truth of not putting eggs in one basket.

In September, Jingcheng University opened.

Meng Zezhi was leaning on the door frame, his eyes fell on Marven Ye's apron's waist, holding a fist-sized peach in his hand, which he nibbled at once.

As if remembering something, he asked, "By the way, are you planning to go to graduate school?"

Marven Ye took the salt box and added two spoons of salt to the pot, he paused: "Don't read."

As early as the summer vacation, the counselor and mentor called him to discuss the postgraduate study, but he refused.

"Huh?" Meng Zezhi's eyes moved down.

This doesn't quite fit Ye Wenxu's character. Isn't he the favorite to run to the library on weekdays?

"We can go to graduate school or not in this major."

After all, he is an undergraduate of the highest institution, and he has been going to the library a lot in the past three years. He has also joined several project groups with senior sisters and seniors. He has the knowledge reserve and experience. He does not want to delay another three years. .

Marven Ye said softly: "And if you're a graduate student, you're very busy."

When he was in the project team, he met a senior graduate student. His mentor was a big man in the industry. He had a lot of projects in his hands, and the students followed their busy schedules without touching the ground. It was common to rush to work until three or four in the morning. There was no time, and then the other party cheated.

He cried like a dog, and Marven Ye still remembers that he couldn't help putting things on himself and Meng Zezhi, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

The school requires students to live on-campus uniformly, and the dormitory checks the bed every day. He only has time to spend with Meng Zezhi on Saturdays and Sundays. If he encounters Meng Zezhi, he may not see him for ten days and a half months.

If this is another three years of postgraduate study, he is worried that he will follow in the footsteps of the seniors.

The main reason was that the gap between him and Meng Zezhi was too great, and no matter how good Meng Zezhi was to him, it couldn't stop him from taking precautions.

Wherever Ye Wenxu's butt was tilted, Meng Zezhi knew what he was thinking, he threw the peach core into the trash can beside his feet, stepped forward and hugged the man's waist, with a positive tone: "So like me."

Anyway, they are both old men and old men. Marven Ye's ears were flushed, and she was very candid: "Well."

Meng Zezhi loved his serious and shy appearance, his heart was slightly warm, his heart moved at will, he raised his gun to Marven Ye's waist, and had no shame: "I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables just now, and found that the manufacturer has developed it. I bought two boxes of Coke-flavored plastic wrap, do you want to try it?"

Marven Ye took a short breath and was in a hurry: "Don't... bastard... uh..."

Meng Zezhi blocked his mouth, and the sound of the exhaust air from the range hood covered up the sound of Xixi Susoso.

When all the bullets in the clip hit the bull's-eye, there was only a thin layer of fish soup left in the pot.

Meng Zezhi skillfully turned on the faucet, took two large bowls of water and poured it in, and turned on the fire to cook for a while, and it was another pot of sweet and delicious fish soup.

Not long after school started, it was autumn recruiting. Ye Wenxu successfully got an offer from Guohua with a monthly salary of 26k. Guohua is one of the top ten network technology companies in China.

Zhao Wanxue made a new boyfriend, the matchmaker of the president of Jingcheng University. The man is an associate professor of Beijing University, a returned overseas Chinese, with average family background and average length. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and looks elegant, but he is more open-minded and mild-mannered.

When the two got married, Meng Zezhi also took time to attend their wedding.

After watching the video sent by Meng Zezhi, Chu Huihua wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, put the photo in his hand back into the box, and then stuffed the box into the bottom of the bookcase.

After doing this, she got up and opened the curtains. On the lawn downstairs, Jiang Hong was lying on the ground first, and the two children were riding on him, laughing constantly.

Zheng Yi and Wu Bailing also broke up. After learning about Zhao Wanxue's marriage, Zheng Yi was very drunk. After sobering up, with the help of Mrs. Zheng, he randomly chose a woman who closed his eyes to marry.

The days go on, and no one can live without anyone leaving.

Two years later, Marven Ye's monthly salary increased to 40K. He declined the company's retention, returned to Dongxian, and opened a studio with his savings over the years.

Because Grandpa Ye was old, Ye Wenxu wanted to spend more time with him.

In 2014, Wang Zhibin, who had a dream, abandoned the promising live broadcast career and joined a professional team. But his career as a professional player was not smooth. He sat on the bench, won the third place in the country, lost five straight games, and suffered rotten eggs.

In 2018, frustrated, Wang Zhibin retired from the professional team and went back to watching the live broadcast. After two years of unremitting efforts, finally regained foothold in watching the live broadcast.

Today, Wang Zhibin has bought a house in the city. He also has an Internet cafe, a Taobao snack shop and a hot pot restaurant under his name. In addition to the money he usually earns from live broadcasts and advertisements, his annual income exceeds 8 million.

The fourth stayed in the army. In 2014, he was admitted to the military academy. Now he is a second lieutenant and platoon leader, and his future is bright.

The third child entered the cooking class. After he was discharged from the army, he took tens of thousands of yuan in discharge fees and borrowed some money from Wang Zhibin to open a restaurant in the county town. Because of his good craftsmanship, the business was not bad.

The fifth and the sixth partnered to open a gym after their demobilization. Although they could not earn a lot of money, it was not a problem to support their family.

Ye Wenxu's studio grew bigger and bigger, and later he simply set up his own company. In 2024, the company successfully listed in Hushi.

The next year, Grandpa Ye died.

Meng Zezhi helped Ye Wenxu with the funeral of the old man.

When the coffin was placed in the tomb, Marven Ye rushed into Meng Zezhi's arms, crying bitterly.

"I'll have only you from now on."

"Yeah." Meng Zezhi replied in a deep voice, took out a cigarette from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then Jiang Hongxian, Chu Huihua... Zhao Wanxue, Ye Wenxu.

After sending all the relatives and friends who came to visit, Meng Zezhi reached out and closed the door, took off his shoes and went to bed.

He touched Marven Ye's sparse white hair for a while, and suddenly said, "I'm almost fulfilling the conditions for becoming a regular."

Marven Ye opened his eyes abruptly, and the look in his eyes did not match his age.

Meng Zezhi leaned over and dropped a kiss on his forehead, then looked at him fixedly, and said, "I want to see you, the real you."

"Okay." Marven Ye said softly.

...

"Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the task," the system said.

Meng Zezhi opened his eyes, lay on the bed, and wiped his old face with his hand.

"System, check the task settlement."

"Yes."

As he spoke, Meng Zezhi saw a transparent display screen in front of him.

14462 Small World Mission Settlement

Client: Jiang Qichen

Main quest 1: Filial piety to Chu Huihua and Jiang Hongxian (4,000 points of merit, and the completion of the quest depends on Jiang Qichen's satisfaction)

Mission Completion: 100%

Reward: 4000 merit points

Main quest 2: Get ahead (reward for merit is 3000 points, the completion of the task depends on Jiang Qichen's satisfaction)

Mission Completion: 100%

Reward: 3000 merit points

After the mission was completed, the host stayed in the small world 14462 for a total of forty-six years, deducting 920 points of merit.

The host stayed in the small world No. 14462 for 50 years, and used the escape technique forty-three times, deducting 215 points of merit.

Additional Rewards for Examination Division:

The host stayed in the small world No. 14462 for 20 years, subdued or eliminated eight ghosts in total, and rewarded 1,600 points of merit.

Save the lives of Liang Hong and others, and reward them with 65,000 merit points.

Interfering with the small world process of No. 14462 will deduct 64,500 merit points.

Total: 7965 merit points.

Immediately afterwards, the display interface turned.

Name: Meng Zezhi

Age: 383+50

Charisma: 120+2

Soul Strength: 1695

IQ: 290

Merit: 91960＋7965

Skills: Physics (entry into the room), mathematics (entry into the room), chemistry (first glimpse into the room), biology (entry into the room), Taoism (first entry into the room), medicine (entry into the room)

Achievements: No. 6323 Top Ten Outstanding Physicists in Small World, No. 4762 Top Ten Famous Mathematicians in Small World, No. 284 One Emperor in Small World, No. 7528 Land God of Salvation in the Middle World (pseudo), No. 1530 Small World TCM Master, No. 323 No. Small world generation Mingjun

Meng Zezhi's eyes fell on the merit column, smiled, and said, "System, let's go to the next task."

"OK."

"Matching the mission world!"

"World Matching Success!"

Volume 8 Reborn Superstar