Chapter 21

Vote, collect, and encourage...

When Song Chen brought Zhang Ruoxi home and opened the door, the room was pitch black.

Song Chen first let out a sigh of relief, but he and Zhang Ruoxi soon heard a faint sobbing sound from the quiet room. Song Chen felt a sense of foreboding and quickly turned on the living room light, throwing the bag on his shoulder to the ground. He followed the sound with a few steps and arrived at his mother's bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, a dark figure rushed at his chest and then tightly hugged his chest, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Xiao Chen, why did you come back so late? Mom was afraid that you might be robbed with the money in your pocket; and afraid that you... wouldn't want to come back to the Song family! Mom was so scared!"

Song Chen was slightly stunned. The joy of the successful start of his plan was quickly overshadowed by a deep sorrow.

His mother was truly a woman from ancient times, who followed her husband in marriage and her son after her husband's death!

She was a vine that could not stand alone and needed support to gain the courage to grow upward.

Without it, she could only crawl on the ground, living in constant fear...

Zhang Ruoxi, holding Song Chen's bag, quietly came to her boyfriend's back. The last time she met Song Chen's mother, her first impression was gentleness, and the second was shyness. Her voice was very soft and delicate, like a fragile doll that could be frightened by a loud voice.

Meeting her again, she was indeed like a broken doll. Although using the term "doll" to describe an elder seemed abrupt, Zhang Ruoxi felt it was true—how could Song Chen's mother not know her son's determination and stubbornness? Especially after the stepmother had already given birth to a son for Song Chen, what reason could make her think Song Chen would return to the Song family? Was it just because Song Chen shared half of his blood with Song Hua?

From a woman's perspective, Zhang Ruoxi found it both puzzling and tragic!

Song Chen gently patted his mother's thin back. After she cried for a long time and gradually calmed down, he softly said to Li Wan, "Mom, look who I brought back?"

Zhang Ruoxi blushed but still mustered the courage to take a step forward and called out in a slightly shy voice, "Auntie..." She reminded Song Chen of the time not only because she knew the situation at his home but also because she didn't want Song Chen to stay any longer! Zhai Yue and Jiang Yan, sitting opposite, were staring at her boyfriend with a gaze that frightened her. She almost instinctively used Song Chen's mother as an excuse...

She knew that in terms of background, she couldn't match Jiang Yan; in terms of wealth, she couldn't match Zhai Yue! If these women really set their sights on her boyfriend, she would be at a disadvantage in every aspect except for her longer relationship with Song Chen and her good looks and demeanor. Especially Zhai Yue, who was known to be very open when she set her sights on a man... Zhao Lin had been calling her a fox spirit behind her back!

After being reminded by her son, Li Wan, who had just noticed Zhang Ruoxi, hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face and said nervously, "Is... isn't this Ruoxi? How embarrassing! You saw me in such a state!"

Zhang Ruoxi smiled, "No, not at all! I envy the deep bond between you and Ah Chen! Sorry, Auntie, my friends kept Ah Chen talking tonight, and we lost track of time!"

"It's okay, it's okay! I was just... just..." Unable to explain her fear, Li Wan changed the subject and forced a smile, "Are you hungry? Shall I cook you some night snacks?"

"No, no!" Zhang Ruoxi and Song Chen said in unison, seeing Li Wan's puzzled look, she blushed and said, "We ate a lot tonight!"

"Oh, oh, oh! Then... now..." Li Wan glanced at Zhang Ruoxi and asked cautiously, "It's so late, why don't you stay here for the night?"

Zhang Ruoxi blushed, looked up quickly at Song Chen with a peculiar gaze, and responded in a low voice.

Li Wan glanced at Song Chen's smiling face and couldn't help but smile happily, "Alright, Mom will change the sheets for you!"

"No, no! We're only staying one night!" Zhang Ruoxi quickly stopped Li Wan.

But Li Wan shook her head and smiled, "No, Xiao Chen usually sleeps alone, and his bed is a mess. I'll tidy it up for you. You go wash your face and brush your teeth first!"

Saying this, she went to the storage room to get the sheets without waiting for Zhang Ruoxi's response.

Song Chen smiled and led Zhang Ruoxi to the bathroom, pointing to his own towel and toothbrush, "Use mine first, I'll buy you some tomorrow!"

Zhang Ruoxi blushed and playfully scolded, "Buy what? We're only staying one night! ... You're so lucky!" The last sentence, even though Song Chen was close to her, he couldn't quite make out what she meant, but her flushed face told him everything.

Li Wan, having changed the sheets for her son, came to the bathroom and saw the young couple playing affectionately. She smiled and quietly left, but not before reminding Song Chen from a distance that the sheets were changed and to rest early!

Awakened by Li Wan's voice, Zhang Ruoxi pushed Song Chen away like a startled deer, glaring at him fiercely. Song Chen chuckled and stopped teasing her.

"Get out, I'm going to take a shower!"

Song Chen's room was about ten square meters. The bed was a common wooden carved bed from the 1980s and 1990s, with a bedside table next to it. A copper-brown wooden bookshelf, filled with books from junior high, high school, and even university, stood against the wall. Some university textbooks were scattered on the desk, which also had a lamp. The room was simply furnished.

Lying on the bed in a lazy "big" shape, Song Chen listened to the sound of water from the bathroom, his mind wandering. The heat in his lower body had already risen, breaking through the sheets and showing itself...

Cursing under his breath, Song Chen turned to the side so that Zhang Ruoxi wouldn't see his embarrassment when she came out of the shower. He quickly thought about the events of the evening to distract himself from his amorous thoughts.

Zhao Lin's introduction to the group of wealthy and powerful young men at Kaiyue Internet Cafe was a pleasant surprise for Song Chen. For someone lacking capital, connections, and experience, the friendship of people like Yang De could make up for his greatest shortcomings—especially since he planned to operate in the gray area, using unlicensed computer rooms to accumulate initial capital.

If the police or the administration caught on, at least Zhao Lin and others could help resolve the issues.

As for offering them advice, it was another consideration! Besides demonstrating his abilities to gain their support, Song Chen hoped that when Yang De achieved significant gains under his advice, two years later... he could follow him to build a new world.

It was a free world vastly different from all current economic and political models, a vast commercial empire of immeasurable value. He couldn't do it alone, nor did he have the funds to dominate it. He needed Yang De's extensive network, the favor of Zhao Lin's powerful family, and the strong support of Liu Jun, Ye Lin, Chen Daohui, Ji Chang, Cui Yao, Shi Tao, Zhai Yue, Wang Xiaoxue, and Jiang Yan—whether it was their vast capital or the networks behind them!

1997 was the year of the birth of the internet in China...

And 1998? It was the era when the internet industry in China and the world saw a surge, with the internet economy growing at an incredible rate, and many famous internet companies of the future emerging on the stage...

Deep in thought, Song Chen didn't hear the bathroom door open. Zhang Ruoxi, with wet hair and a shy face, walked into Song Chen's room and closed the door behind her.

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