Reborn in 2012, raising a pure-hearted female college student

Chapter 87 Regrouping and Fighting Again

These past few days, Chen Che and Chen Sui have contracted a disease—a disease that makes Lü Zhizhe want to laugh whenever he walks into the incubator.

"Hey, isn't this our engineering college's number one affectionate one? You've gotten so sluggish in just a few days." Even Chen Sui couldn't help but tease Lü Zhizhe when she saw him.

Lu Zhizhe pretended not to hear, and sneakily pulled Chen Che to a corner outside.

"What's going on? Why are you being so mysterious?" Chen Che asked.

After confirming that Chen Sui hadn't come out, Lü Zhizhe said, "Brother, you're the first person I think of when I have good news. Don't say I'm not loyal; you should think of me more often in the future."

"Then why are you keeping me in suspense? Just tell me what it is," Chen Che said with a smile.

"There's a car show in the city tomorrow, shall we go?"

"That's it? What's the big deal? Just say it openly and it'll be fine." Chen Che found it a bit funny, wondering what was so special about hiding it.

"Isn't that what you're saying?" Lu Zhizhe said, seeing Chen Che's reaction, it seemed that he hadn't seen through the surface of the matter to the essence of the problem.

"So you're going to the auto show just to see the auto show?"

After much painful reflection, I realized I had placed too much trust in the internet and needed to return to basics, stay grounded, and focus on offline activities.

"Those car models are all fair-skinned, beautiful, and have long legs. You're going to look at cars?" Lu Zhizhe looked at him with an incredulous expression.

"Oh." Chen Che nodded as if he suddenly realized that he had gone there for his sister after all this time, which was very much in line with his style as Young Master Lu.

"Sure, I have to go." But Chen Che was really there to look at the cars; the car models were just something he did on the side.

Back at the incubator, Chen Sui saw Chen Che come in and casually asked, "What did you two do? You chatted for so long."

Chen Che initially didn't think much of it, but when Lü Zhizhe mentioned the car model, Chen Che inexplicably felt a little guilty.

"It's nothing," Chen Che said casually. "I'm not coming tomorrow, so don't forget to bring your keys."

"Okay, I understand," Chen Sui nodded, her eyes still fixed on the computer screen. "Where are you going?"

"Hmm... let's go outside and do some research."

"oh……"

"Hmm." Chen Che didn't say anything more. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly remembered a small promise he had made to Chen Sui. He wouldn't lie to her again, so he smiled and asked, "I'm going to the auto show with him tomorrow. Are you coming?"

"Huh? A car show?" Chen Sui's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, that's right." Chen Che thought for a moment, if Chen Sui wanted to go, he could just take her with him.

Appreciating beautiful women is a hobby that transcends gender.

"I'm not going, you guys go." Chen Sui shook her head, her eyes still fixed on the computer screen.

Chen Che was a little puzzled, but seeing her staring at the computer screen, he suddenly understood.

This person got so caught up in playing games that they became addicted to the internet.

What a sin! Chen Maorong and Cen Jing's well-behaved daughter, who was supposed to excel in all aspects of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor, has now led him astray.

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The next day, Lü Zhizhe took Chen Che to the auto show, still driving his mother's BMW.

Upon arriving at the destination, Lü Zhizhe parked the car and casually fastened the keychain to his waist, behaving like a middle-aged man.

Chen Che found it amusing and said to him, "Brother, why are you acting like a middle-aged man, with your keys on your waist and a cigarette tucked behind your ear?"

Lu Zhizhe was hanging a camera around his neck when he heard this and scoffed, "You don't know anything. If you hang it on your waist, people will immediately know you drive a luxury car. You can pass a note to a car model without her refusing."

"Is that so?" This was truly a blind spot for Chen Che.

"Hmph, stick with me, I have high hopes for you. I'll pass on all my life's secrets to you without holding back, so you can figure it out yourself." Lu Zhizhe said to Chen Che smugly, seemingly imparting his experience, but actually just bragging.

Once inside the venue, all he could see were foreign brands of cars, such as Honda, Toyota, Cadillac, Volkswagen, and Hyundai. There were very few domestic cars, which was quite disheartening. However, Chen Che knew that this was the last hurrah of the internal combustion engine era.

Once electric vehicles gain momentum and the competitive landscape shifts, who will be begging to form joint ventures with you? Instead, you'll be the ones seeking opportunities to collaborate with us. The inexplicable premium pricing of luxury brands will largely become a joke.

However, right now, the most popular German luxury cars, BBA (BMW, Mercedes-Benz, and Audi), are still in the spotlight. Even a small facelift is worth praising, but it's all the same old stuff plus stereotypes.

Mercedes-Benz is the boss's car of choice; young women driving BMWs are often fantasized about being the boss's mistress; Audi is the official car for middle and high-level leaders; and those at the bottom usually drive Volkswagens.

Chen Che and Lü Zhizhe separated for a while. Chen Che first wandered around the motorcycle exhibition area, rode a motorcycle and played Xu Wei's "Blue Lotus" and "Once You Were Here". Driving on the 318 to see the beautiful rivers and mountains is the dream of countless people. He didn't have the chance to realize it in his previous life, but he hoped he could this time.

When the two met again, Lü Zhizhe was taking pictures of the Cadillac car model along with the people around him.

There's some truth to the saying that men are forever young at heart; they might like car models when they're young, and they might still like them when they grow up.

The car model, dressed in a gown, casually tucked her hands into her waistband, highlighting her curvaceous figure. Whether it's high-tech or not is irrelevant; just tell me how big it is.

The headlights are big and bright enough to be seen, but as for the exhaust sound, we'll have to test it to find out.

When the crowd thinned out a bit, Lü Zhizhe leaned over, took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to her, saying earnestly, "Miss, it's such a waste for you to be a car model. I have some resources for shooting private photo albums. You can contact me if you're interested."

As soon as Lü Zhizhe finished speaking, a man with a Porsche car key on his waist walked over, handed her a business card, and smiled, "Miss, we have a private banquet here and need a hostess. If you are interested, you can contact us using the contact information on the business card to discuss the details. Phone or WeChat are both fine."

"Okay." The car model nodded and smiled, casually tossing aside the note that Lü Zhizhe had handed her.

"Damn it." Lu Zhizhe cursed, then complained to Chen Che beside him, "See? I told you I had to buy a Porsche. BMWs are just too low-class."

Chen Che laughed and said, "Can't you settle for second best? If we can't compete with Porsche, can't we at least compete with Baojun?"

"No way," Lü Zhi shook his head like a rattle drum: "I can tolerate everything else, but I really can't tolerate this."

I'm going to prove myself, not to show off, but to tell everyone that what I've lost, I will take back with my own hands! This sister of mine, Lü Zhizhe, is mine to claim.

"So what are you planning to do?" Chen Che asked.

Lu Zhizhe thought for a moment: "No, I have to think of a way to get Old Deng to agree to buy me a Porsche."

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