Rebirth of Bloody Romance

On this day, the sun lazily sprinkled on the streets, bringing a bit of early summer air.

Zhong Yuemin walked with light steps into Gao Songshan’s newly opened restaurant, “Zui Xiang Lou”.

As soon as I entered the store, Gao Songshan's figure immediately appeared in front of me. He greeted me with a smile on his face and a loud and enthusiastic voice. "Yuemin, you are finally here! Come and sit down. I will make you a cup of good tea. I know you like this the most."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded, his eyes unconsciously wandering around this quaint house. The interior of the house is decorated elegantly and modernly, especially the small courtyard at the back, which has a unique flavor. The green trees and stone tables and benches are placed in between, as if taking people to another peaceful world.

"Mr. Gao, you chose a great place, and the renovation is very tasteful." Zhong Yuemin exclaimed as he walked.

Gao Songshan followed behind him with a proud smile on his face. "Of course, I put a lot of effort into the decoration and design! By the way, take a look at the layout. I adjusted the proportion between the private rooms and the lobby. Now even if all the private rooms are open, the lobby is still very spacious. This way, the customer experience will be much better."

Zhong Yuemin nodded slightly to show his approval, and his eyes were drawn to the busy waiters again. Their movements were skillful and orderly, giving people a very professional feeling.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but ask curiously, "So many people were hired? They all look quite experienced."

Gao Songshan smiled proudly. "Yes, this time I specially selected some older waiters. They are more experienced and have better service attitudes. Although young people are smart, they sometimes lose their temper. These veterans are more reliable."

After saying this, Gao Songshan subconsciously stroked his chin. Even though it was already as smooth as a mirror, this action had become a habit for him when thinking about problems.

"How's business?" Zhong Yuemin went straight to the point and asked with some concern in his eyes.

When Gao Songshan heard this, a smug smile immediately spread across his face, as if he had foreseen the glory of the future.

Gao Songshan said to Zhong Yuemin excitedly, "Yuemin, let me tell you, this business is booming right now! Every day before six o'clock, the store is packed with people, and sometimes we have to turn over tables. You came at the right time today, come and see for yourself later, I guarantee you will be surprised!"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

The newly opened restaurant is located near Xuanwumen. This is the house that Li Kuiyong was responsible for finding. It must be said that their luck is really good. This location is excellent and the area is quite spacious, with two floors, which is absolutely perfect for opening a restaurant.

Of course, the property rights of the house are still in the name of Zhong Yuemin. This is the 25th house he owns. He chose to rent it out to a hotel.

In the past two years, Zhong Yuemin no longer goes out of his way to buy properties, but once he comes across a good location, he still cannot resist the temptation and decisively buys it. Now, he seems to have gradually shown a trend of becoming a "house tyrant".

Zhong Yuemin even began to think about the land problem in the suburbs. Those places are still so barren that they are frightening, but he knows that now is the best time to start.

However, in terms of land for commercial development, except for the Special Administrative Region, other regions and countries have not yet issued clear policies, leaving him feeling at a loss as to where to start.

Zhong Yuemin's restless heart always has a fire burning in it, which is his infinite yearning for the field of science and technology. He knows very well that in this ever-changing era, science and technology is the strongest driving force for social progress.

However, there is always an insurmountable gap between ideals and reality.

Zhong Yuemin leaned back on the soft chair, his eyes deep, as if he could penetrate the mist of time. In his heart, there was always a fire burning, which was the love and pursuit of science and technology.

However, reality is always more bleak than ideal. Whenever he tries to explore deeper and take that decisive step, he finds that the road ahead is full of thorns. The threshold of the technology industry is high and the competition is fierce. Every project requires a lot of money, talent and time investment, which are exactly what he lacks at present.

"A dog biting a hedgehog has no way to bite it." Zhong Yuemin laughed at himself. Although this sentence is vulgar, it aptly describes his current predicament. He knows that being eager for quick success will only make him fall into a deeper quagmire. Only by taking steady steps and accumulating gradually can he find the road to the palace of science and technology.

Zhong Yuemin picked up the teacup and took a sip. The aroma of tea spread in his mouth, as if it could take away some of his worries.

Zhong Yuemin reminded himself to be patient and take things slowly. After all, Rome was not built in a day, and the success of science and technology also requires time and unremitting efforts.

"Yuemin, what are you thinking about?" Gao Songshan's voice sounded again, interrupting his thoughts.

Zhong Yuemin slowly raised his head, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with longing and thinking about the future. He replied softly, "Nothing, just thinking about some things in the future." Although his words were understated, the deep meaning contained in them revealed the depth of his heart.

Gao Songshan took over the conversation, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and relief. "The future? Who can predict the future?"

Gao Songshan knows that the road of life is full of ups and downs, full of too many variables and unpredictable. Everyone can only try their best to move forward in the waves of life and face unknown challenges.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly changed the subject. He noticed that the gangsters often walked together now, and even walked out of the alley in groups of three or five, looking like hooligans. He frowned and asked, "No one has caused trouble recently, right?"

Gao Songshan answered confidently, "There are troublemakers, but fortunately, we have Li Kuiyong to protect us, so nothing's wrong." Gao Songshan was well aware of Li Kuiyong's reputation and strength. With him around, those gangsters naturally didn't dare to cause trouble easily.

Zhong Yuemin nodded slightly. "That's good."

Zhong Yuemin chatted and laughed with Gao Songshan at the dinner table, enjoying the dual nourishment of food and friendship.

However, when dinner was over and the sunset was still hanging in the sky, Zhong Yuemin fell into a little trouble.

Go home? This thought flashed through Zhong Yuemin's mind, but he immediately rejected it. It was still early, and it wouldn't be a bad idea to go back later. Why rush?

Go to Song Xiangjun? This thought moved his heart. Song Xiangjun, that gentle, amiable, well-educated and sensible woman, always stirred up ripples in his heart.

However, Zhong Yuemin was a little hesitant again.

Standing at the entrance of the hotel, Zhong Yuemin found himself suffering from a kind of "choice difficulty syndrome". On the left was the way home, and on the right was the direction to Song Xiangjun. How should he choose?

Just then, an idea flashed through his mind - toss a coin!

"If you want to make money, you can live or die. Why should you avoid it because of misfortune or fortune?"

Zhong Yuemin whispered this adapted oath in a cynical yet serious tone. This sentence seemed to be a layer of playful and solemn cloak he put on for the decision he was about to make.

Zhong Yuemin raised his lips slightly, revealing a sly smile. He flicked the coin in his hand lightly, and the coin seemed to have gained life, soaring into the air and drawing a shining silver arc in the air.

"If it's heads up, go home. If it's tails up, go to Song Xiangjun's place. If the coin is standing up, go to the school for a stroll."

Zhong Yuemin whispered to himself, his voice full of teasing and curiosity. His eyes were fixed on the rapidly falling coin, his eyes flashing with excitement and anticipation. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a gambler, concentrating on the dice that determined his fate.

The coin was spinning in the air, and every tumble seemed to tease Zhong Yuemin's nerves. Time seemed to freeze, and the whole world was left with only Zhong Yuemin and the coin.

Finally, the coin completed its free fall in the air and landed on the ground with a crisp snap.

However, this was not the final result. The coin seemed to have its own will, and continued to roll forward after falling to the ground, with an inexplicable playfulness.

Zhong Yuemin followed the coin's trajectory without blinking. His heartbeat quickened and his breathing became rapid.

At this moment, the coin suddenly changed direction and rolled towards the drain!

"Fuck, fuck, you!" Zhong Yuemin cursed angrily, and hurriedly chased after him, trying to catch the coin that determined his choice of path. He widened his eyes, his heart filled with anxiety and unwillingness, as if this coin was the last straw in his life.

However, fate did not seem to let him off easily. The coin rolled rapidly under the acceleration of the slope, and the speed was getting faster and faster, as if it was trying to escape from his control.

Zhong Yuemin chased the coin desperately, but the distance between them was getting farther and farther. Finally, the coin fell mercilessly into the sewer, disappeared into the darkness, and could never be found again.

Zhong Yuemin stared blankly at the sewer opening and sighed helplessly. He touched his pocket and found that it was empty, without a coin for him to try again.

Zhong Yuemin smiled bitterly and began to hesitate whether to go back to Gao Songshan, ask him for a new coin and make a new choice.

At this moment, a familiar laugh came from behind. "Ha...ha...Zhong Yuemin, what are you doing?"

Zhong Yuemin looked back and saw Song Xiangjun and another girl standing not far away, looking at him with a smile. His face flushed red, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to hide in. What just happened was too embarrassing. How could he meet them at this time?

"It's okay, just flip a coin." Zhong Yuemin explained in a nonchalant manner, but in his heart he was cursing himself for playing such a stupid game at this time.

"Teacher Song, what are you doing?" Zhong Yuemin asked curiously, looking at Song Xiangjun and the girl beside her.

Song Xiangjun was wearing a blue dress today, simple and elegant, with her hair simply tied up, but with a unique style. She smiled and said to Zhong Yuemin, "We are here to eat. Did you just come out of the restaurant or are you just passing by?"

"I just came out after dinner." Zhong Yuemin really didn't expect to meet Song Xiangjun here, and he didn't expect her to come here to eat.

Song Xiangjun pointed at the girl standing next to her and introduced her to Zhong Yuemin. "This is an old classmate of mine. I specially invited her to come here for dinner. Why don't you eat with us? We finally met."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded at the girl, then declined. "No, I'm going to go home now. I'm already full." He was indeed full and didn't want to eat anymore.

However, Song Xiangjun refused to let him go. She pushed his back and said with a smile, "Let's go. Don't be polite. We all know you are a big eater. You may not be able to eat." There was a hint of playfulness and closeness in her tone, which made Zhong Yuemin unable to refuse.

Zhong Yuemin did not refuse. Since their relationship had progressed, they were no longer as reserved as before. He smiled and nodded, and followed Song Xiangjun and her old classmates into the restaurant.

The restaurant was still bustling with people.

Gao Songshan was still puzzled when he saw Zhong Yuemin returned to the restaurant, but when he saw two pretty girls chatting and laughing behind Zhong Yuemin, his mind suddenly brightened and he smiled knowingly. He understood that Zhong Yuemin had met an acquaintance again and came back to eat together.

Gao Songshan was also familiar with Song Xiangjun, who often came to eat here, and was always so elegant and generous. As for the other girl, although he didn't know her, he knew she was a good girl because of her clever appearance.

The dishes came up quickly, and Zhong Yuemin didn't need to explain anything. After all, it was his own restaurant, so he could arrange it however he wanted. Gao Songshan even specifically instructed the kitchen to speed up the serving of their dishes so that they could enjoy the food as soon as possible.

"The dishes were served really quickly today," Song Xiangjun said to the girl next to her, smiling and pointing at a plate with her chopsticks. "Yujie, try this Royal Concubine Chicken, it's really authentic. I always order it when I come here."

The girl's name is Wu Yujie. She has a ponytail and bangs. Her bright eyes reveal a sense of intelligence. After listening to Song Xiangjun's words, she picked up a chicken nugget, chewed it carefully, and then gave a thumbs up and said, "It's really delicious."

Zhong Yuemin opened the beer, and the foam came out with a refreshing aroma. He asked, "Can you two have a drink?" His tone was a bit generous.

Song Xiangjun reached out and took a bottle of beer, chuckled, "I can drink a little, but she can't. Let's drink together." There was a gentle light in her eyes, and she was obviously enjoying the time with Zhong Yuemin.

Wu Yujie also agreed with a smile. "Yes, yes, you two drink. I'm allergic to alcohol." She waved her hands, indicating that she had no intention of participating.

However, when Wu Yujie looked at Zhong Yuemin, her eyes were filled with disdain. She looked at Zhong Yuemin's attire, his crew cut, slippers, and a somewhat casual collar.

In Wu Yujie's view, these were all manifestations of poor living conditions. She couldn't help but label Zhong Yuemin a loser and didn't care much about him anymore.

Zhong Yuemin did not notice the change in Wu Yujie's eyes. He was only concerned with chatting and drinking with Song Xiangjun.

Song Xiangjun's smile became brighter and brighter, and Zhong Yuemin's eyes became more and more gentle.