msmithbooks Chapter 1 Rebirth 2012
Chapter 1 Rebirth 2012
Chapter 1 Rebirth in 2012
"The weather is nice."
Hearing his boss's words, Yu Huan, who was staring intently at his phone screen, nodded.
"Yes, today is a good day to be discharged."
In this day and age, the Wi-Fi at the Provincial People's Hospital is incredibly slow. Webpages load at a snail's pace, which is incredibly frustrating.
He felt uncomfortable in every aspect.
Yu Huan lay on the hospital bed, her left calf and foot in a thick cast.
A spider plant on the windowsill stretched out its leaves, swaying gently in the breeze under the sunlight streaming through the window.
The leader, wearing black-rimmed glasses, was watering a potted plant with a watering can when he suddenly turned to him and teased him:
"I have a daughter in my family who is the same age as you."
"Oh." Yu Huan was feeling dizzy at the moment and nodded her chin, somewhat confused.
"How about Uncle Lin arranges for you two young people to get to know each other and see if you can get along?"
One can understand the subtle meaning behind a song, and besides, the leader's words were quite straightforward.
If it weren't for the injury to her left leg, Yu Huan would probably have jumped up in a fright.
"I?"
He quickly placed his phone beside him.
It was as if the Nine-Headed Insect had ordered him to "go and get rid of Tang Sanzang and his disciples," and he showed the same expression as Benboerba.
Humble working class...
At that time, he had just joined the Jiangnan Morning Post and was not even a permanent employee; he was just a contract worker.
"What?" Old Lin raised an eyebrow under his glasses.
"How embarrassing."
Yu Huan scratched his head.
The leader laughed and said, "No matter what, just treat it as a meal, so don't be shy with me."
Yu Huan suddenly felt dazed and confused.
My mind is going crazy.
It's as if a system is loading...
Several days have passed since I was reborn ten years ago, and my mind is still somewhat confused and disorganized.
Those images and memories, like a revolving lantern, flooded in all at once, but when I sorted them out to the present, they finally became a little clearer.
I was reborn.
It's 2012 now.
Before ride-hailing and food delivery platforms even emerged, Taobao dominated the online shopping market, which had just surpassed one trillion yuan. Mobile phones surpassed desktop computers to become the number one internet access terminal for Chinese netizens. Driven by applications such as Weibo and QQ, the mobile internet has undergone a qualitative change in user scale and is about to usher in a major explosion.
Closely related to Yu Huan is that at the beginning of this year, nearly 50 mainstream media outlets joined the wave of reforms.
As a recent graduate majoring in Chinese literature, his first job at Jiangnan Morning Post was as a proofreader.
Jiangnan Morning Post is a provincial-level media outlet and a department-level public institution. In 2012, each issue of the newspaper had a circulation of 45.
Yu Huan knew perfectly well that although newspapers were still one of the top media outlets, they would soon begin to decline, with the print media market shrinking at a precipitous rate of halving every year.
This is an industry with no future and an extremely bleak outlook in a future where internet technology is highly developed; it will eventually survive by forcibly apportioning expenses and allocating funds.
That year, Jiangnan Morning Post established a new media department, composed of personnel drawn from various departments, and officially entered major social media platforms.
Yu Huan saved Lao Lin from being run over by a car, which earned him the favor of the leader. He quickly obtained a permanent position and, after several years of experience, officially became the deputy director of the new media department.
As a deputy director-level employee in a public institution who was not yet thirty years old, I thought my future was limitless. I worked hard for several years, but there was no hope of promotion.
His ambition cooled, and he suffered setbacks in both his career and love life, eventually leading him to spend his days slacking off.
Old Lin's original expectation for him shouldn't have included the title of deputy. He couldn't compete with him.
One wrong move, and the whole game is lost.
Let's get back to Lao Lin.
Currently the head of the editorial department, he is poised for rapid promotions in the next few years, eventually becoming the president of the Jiangnan Morning Post and a high-ranking party official.
At this moment, the leader was jokingly saying that he wanted to introduce his daughter to him.
As someone who has been reborn, Yu Huan is prescient and knows exactly who the girl Old Lin is talking about is.
The only son in the Lin family:
Lin Su.
A popular female singer!
The crossroads of fate seemed to be looming before our eyes.
It's an old road. You can see into the distance where, the last time I walked this road, I was too embarrassed and foolish to continue talking to Lao Lin, continuing to fawn over his college goddess in vain, and finally attending her wedding with a heavy heart.
The image of someone drunk, wearing noise-canceling headphones and listening to the song "Guest" on repeat, being crushed into mud by a dump truck.
Yu Huan's conclusion is: Simps never get a good death!
The other path is a completely new one, one that has never been explored before.
Here you'll find a powerful figure with immense influence, and Lin Su, who just participated in The Voice of China that year and became a national sensation.
Marry a rich woman, not a gold digger!
What's more, she's a rich woman who's wealthy, talented, famous, and beautiful!
then.
With Lao Lin's endorsement, Yu Huan's determined gaze seemed to have been loaded with a system:
"Uncle Lin, when?"
The words had barely left his mouth when the ward door was pushed open with a creak.
Yu Huan's mother, whose temples were not yet gray, peeked in, her still clear eyes smiling brightly: "Oh, Lao Lin, here to visit Huanhuan again?"
"Teacher Wu, your son broke his leg because of me, you should come to see me every day, right?"
These days, Lao Lin has inevitably had to interact with Yu Huan's relatives and friends.
I had long been aware of Yu Huan's family situation, knowing that his parents were both teachers and had impeccable political backgrounds.
The young man was very honest in his words and deeds. Teacher Wu even complained that he was such a grown man and had never been in a relationship, with a clean and innocent romantic history. Most importantly, he was also a very upright person.
Little did Teacher Wu know that her son was secretly quite eloquent.
I just happened to run into a fish-raising expert.
Old Lin smiled and nodded, greeting her.
Then he said to Yu Huan, "Then let's do it tomorrow at noon."
"it is good."
Yu Huan nodded vigorously.
Between men and women, it's only when you take the initiative that a story can unfold!
……
After being reborn.
He possesses both youth and the feeling of youth.
That is,
No savings!
With a cast on his wrist and using crutches, Yu Huan followed Teacher Wu with a limp. After completing a series of procedures, the two left the Provincial People's Hospital.
Before my rebirth, as a grown adult who had entered the workforce, I would definitely have been embarrassed to mention being broke.
But now, he brazenly says, "Mom, lend me two thousand yuan!"
Ms. Wu, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped, turned around, and raised her eyebrows sharply: "What do you need the money for?"
As a physics teacher, she was decisive and impartial, and her chalk shots were always accurate, earning her the nickname "Extinction Master" from her students.
Old Yu teaches Chinese and is also the grade head. He is best at appearing in class without anyone noticing and taking away students' novels, comics, and cell phones.
Both of them are high school teachers in counties under the jurisdiction of Xingcheng.
Aside from his face, which resembles Daniel Wu's, Yu Huan is utterly useless.
As a complete failure, the fact that he was able to get into a 985 university is thanks to the strict training and rote memorization he received from his two teachers since childhood.
Yu Huan had always been quite intimidated by Teacher Wu's temper and anger.
Now, when faced with her questioning, he smiled and said, "Uncle Lin asked me to have lunch tomorrow and said he wanted to introduce his daughter to me. I should at least dress presentably, right?"
"What! Old Lin actually has a daughter?" After her initial surprise, Teacher Wu clapped her hands in delight: "Great, great, two thousand is a bit too little, I'll give you three thousand!"
"what?"
Yu Huan clicked his tongue in amazement.
Given the current salary level, it's clear that he only quoted 2,000 after careful consideration.
Unexpectedly, Teacher Wu agreed so readily, and even offered to add more benefits to his offer.
Teacher Wu turned around, took two steps forward, and then suddenly turned back around.
He paced back and forth.
Flies rub their hands together.
He said to himself, "No, no, I'll take you to buy clothes right now!"
As a new author, I'm completely clueless and need your guidance.
(End of this chapter)