Chapter 0373: Yet the Old Friend's Heart Is Prone to Change

Zhao Fusheng never expected that he would still hear that place name.

He had originally thought that, perhaps with his transmigration, some things would certainly not happen.

But facts proved that he was merely an insignificant grain of sand in the rolling river of history, unable to stir up much of a splash.

Compared to the era, individual strength was ultimately weak.

Seeing Zhao Fusheng's expression was a bit strange, Wang Zhen asked curiously, "What's wrong? Do you have a classmate over there?"

Zhao Fusheng was startled, then shook his head: "No, it's just that when I was doing an advertising plan before, a boss mentioned something about that place, so I have a vague impression."

After speaking, he pulled Wang Zhen aside.

There was still a long time before this incident would occur, so Zhao Fusheng was not anxious. He had already begun to lay groundwork there through the charitable actions of Aipu Mobile, and now the class monitor had gone there to teach. Zhao Fusheng felt that he could certainly make some changes.

In the blink of an eye, April 1st arrived. At this time, there was no custom of April Fools' Day, and Zhao Fusheng had not tasted the flavor of being deceived, nor did he try to prank others.

Speaking of which, I don't know when it started, perhaps because of the reform and opening up, Christmas, April Fools' Day, and Valentine's Day quietly emerged in China. It seems that Chinese people really like to be inclusive and eclectic. No matter what the festival, as long as a reason could be given, they would flock to it with great enthusiasm.

Zhao Fusheng didn't feel much about it. Being older, he wasn't very sensitive to festivals. For him, as he aged and after his parents were gone, life was probably more about just living. Now that he had a chance to do it all over again, family reunion was more important than any festival.

As for pranks, it depends on who the target is.

Some people never get angry no matter how you joke with them, instead they respond with a simple smile. Others can joke with you however they like, but if you get angry or retaliate, they'll say you can't take a joke.

Zhao Fusheng didn't want to do such boring things; to him, that was too childish.

"Old Zhao, want to go eat?" At dinner time, Wen Yu said to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng was taken aback, glanced at him: "Why didn't you find Han Meimei?"

"Someone in their dorm is having a birthday, they went to celebrate," Wen Yu said.

Zhao Fusheng nodded and said with a smile, "Alright then, I'll keep you company, you lonely soul."

Wen Yu couldn't be bothered to retort. The two put on their clothes, went downstairs, and headed toward the cafeteria.

"What have you and Old Tan been up to lately, all mysterious?" As they walked, Wen Yu asked Zhao Fusheng.

Although Tan Kaixuan and Zhao Fusheng hadn't mentioned the matter of opening a shop in the dorm, since they all lived under the same roof, unless they deliberately concealed it, there were basically no secrets.

But Wang Zhen, because of the website incident last time, had been too embarrassed to bring up doing things together with Zhao Fusheng again, and Wen Yu was busy dating and hadn't thought about starting a business at all, so neither of them said anything.

Today, Wen Yu was just asking casually.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and explained, "He and I are planning to open a fast-food restaurant in the city."

"Fast-food restaurant?"

Wen Yu blinked. Clearly, Zhao Fusheng's words caught him off guard. He had thought the two were planning something simple and novel, not opening a restaurant.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Fusheng knew that this guy definitely thought what he and Tan Kaixuan were doing was unreliable.

He smiled but didn't explain. After all, some things, even if you say them, others might not believe. Better to let the facts speak for themselves.

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng wasn't saying much, Wen Yu didn't press further. That was his nature; he wasn't very curious. Perhaps because of his family background, although Wen Yu appeared very lively in the dorm most of the time, Zhao Fusheng knew that he was actually the one with the most ideas.

Wen Yu knew better than anyone what should and shouldn't be done.

Arriving at the cafeteria, they got rice and dishes, and sat down with their trays. Only then did Zhao Fusheng suddenly remember: "Where's Wang Zhen?"

He hadn't really paid attention to Wang Zhen these past couple of days, only feeling that he was rather mysterious, not knowing what he was busy with.

"Him?" Wen Yu gave a bitter smile and sighed, "Take some time to talk to him if you can. That kid has been obsessed with meeting netizens lately, wandering around campus all day. Meimei has run into him several times in the library."

Zhao Fusheng frowned: "You're not joking, are you?"

Meeting netizens was quite common at this time, but Zhao Fusheng hadn't taken it seriously. He had thought Wang Zhen was just chatting, but now he was even strolling around campus with someone. What was that all about?

"How are things between him and Dong Chenxi?" Zhao Fusheng asked.

"I don't know. I haven't seen him make many calls, but he's always texting on his phone all day, no idea who with," Wen Yu sighed. "You know, he didn't hand over all the money he made from the website with you guys to his family. He kept about thirty or forty thousand for himself. It's probably almost gone by now."

"No way?" Zhao Fusheng immediately became unsettled. How long had it been, and he'd already spent tens of thousands?

"I'm not sure either. Anyway, he seems to be going to the bank to withdraw money a lot lately. I don't feel comfortable asking too much," Wen Yu said. "You were the matchmaker for him and Dong Chenxi. Talk to him when you have time. What kind of behavior is this?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded. Some things, as Wen Yu said, really shouldn't be done that way.

After they finished eating and were about to head back to the dorm, Zhao Fusheng's phone rang. Glancing at the caller ID, he frowned and said to Wen Yu, "It's Dong Chenxi."

Wen Yu's expression changed slightly: "Does she know?"

After all, the School of Advertising and Media was small, and Ninghai Normal University was small too. People came and went on campus, and Wang Zhen hadn't deliberately avoided anyone. Dong Chenxi was actually in the same year as Dong Guoxiang, graduating only this year, but because she had found a job, she simply stopped coming to school.

But don't forget, she still had roommates and classmates staying in Ninghai.

It was possible that they had found out about this news.

With that thought, Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath and answered the phone: "Hey, what made you call me?"

"Where are you?" Dong Chenxi's voice came through, very calm, with no discernible emotional fluctuation.

Zhao Fusheng's heart stirred. Someone else might not notice anything, but with his experience, he could clearly sense that Dong Chenxi was deliberately suppressing her emotions.

If a person intentionally controls their emotions at a certain moment, it can only mean that they are trying to hide something.