Forced Me to Regress, Huh?

Wang Anquan had always listened to Cheng Zhu and was a reliable little brother.

However, no matter what, every person was an independent individual.

You could ask someone to do something, and they might comply. But when it came to teaching them how to navigate life, they might not necessarily listen immediately.

Wang Anquan had always admired Cheng Zhu because he felt Cheng Zhu had an indescribable strength since childhood.

Brother Zhu, you’re bold in your actions and have a carefree, generous personality.

But when it comes to romance, you’ve only experienced your first love, and the ending wasn’t particularly good.

Although you appear carefree and able to let go easily, you still lack some persuasiveness.

As a result, Wang Anquan was still a little unconvinced.

But out of respect for his brother, he didn’t directly refute Cheng Zhu’s advice to avoid embarrassing him.

He simply changed the topic and asked about the itinerary for this trip to Guanyun County and what the plan was.

Cheng Zhu could tell he didn’t want to talk about Chen Rongrong anymore, so he was happy to save his breath.

Most teenage boys had a bit of rebelliousness. How could they easily let go of their first crushes with just a few words?

They were all stubborn children in love.

He just needed to be more careful about it.

For him, this was an easy matter.

At worst, he would sacrifice a little of his own time and find an opportunity to let Wang Anquan have a good look at how Chen Rongrong was licking his Brother Zhu.

He would quickly come to his senses and might even grow a bit from the experience.

Of course, this was all under the assumption that Wang Anquan wasn’t the type of person who didn’t know what was good for him. Some people genuinely didn’t recognize what was good for them. They might not blame the girl for their troubles but instead choose to resent their brother.

Cheng Zhu blew a bubble with the bubble gum in his mouth and said, “We’re going to inspect the ‘local specialties’ of Guanyun County.”

Speaking of which, when Jiang Wanzhou learned that Cheng Zhu was going on a long trip today, he specially mentioned. “Remember to bring back some local specialties for me.”

Cheng Zhu readily agreed, but worried about opening the door to a new world of women’s clothing for him, he added, “Promise me you’ll learn to share and eat it with others.”

Jiang Wanzhou was stunned when he heard this.

At this moment, Wang Anquan asked curiously, “Is it something you eat?”

Cheng Zhu didn’t keep him in suspense and said softly, “It’s sexy lingerie.”

These few simple words caused a Big Bang in Wang Anquan’s mind.

He felt like he was sitting on a train while his soul was outside.

“I… fuck!” He was completely shocked.

He had always felt that Brother Zhu was pretty bold, but he didn’t expect him to be this wild!

For a teenager like Wang Anquan, who had never even held a girl’s hand or gone to a massage parlor, this sort of thing was too taboo, almost unreachable.

For people like him, his understanding of these products might still be tied to those teachers saved on his hard drive.

Suddenly, Wang Anquan felt that this trip to Guanyun would be awesome, maybe even legendary.

* * *

Under the scorching summer sun, Cheng Zhu and Wang Anquan navigated through several twists and turns and finally arrived at their destination.

On this trip, Cheng Zhu planned to inspect three factories.

He had carefully selected these three factories online.

It was now 2014, and some forward-thinking manufacturers had already recognized the potential of doing business online.

However, others remained stuck in their own ways and still clung to traditional factory practices.

Comparatively, Cheng Zhu preferred to collaborate with manufacturers that were open to new ideas.

It’s still 2014, and many manufacturers are unwilling to engage in the dropshipping business.

But I need this service. It can significantly reduce costs.

The entire way, Wang Anquan was so excited that he spoke with a slight flush on his cheeks.

But as they neared the first factory, he began to feel inexplicably nervous, very nervous.

He was clearly just an assistant tagging along to help, but his body grew stiff, and his palms began to sweat.

Cheng Zhu noticed Wang Anquan’s unease but didn’t mind it.

Many students nowadays were overly sheltered by their families.

Let alone negotiating business, some couldn’t even haggle at a market or bargain when shopping at a store.

Some had even developed mild social anxiety, losing basic social skills.

Take the start of college as an example. How many students could confidently stand up and introduce themselves?

If they couldn’t even manage a simple self-introduction, how could they negotiate business or communicate effectively with others?

Sitting in the back seat, Wang Anquan glanced at Cheng Zhu, who was in the front passenger seat.

In the time it took to smoke a cigarette, Cheng Zhu had already struck up a friendly conversation with the taxi driver and learned a lot about the situation in Guanyun.

After all, taxi drivers were excellent sources of information.

A feeling of inadequacy sprouted in Wang Anquan’s heart, and he found himself admiring Cheng Zhu even more.

The taxi drove to the entrance of the factory, which wasn’t big and didn’t even have a security guard.

The taxi driver asked, “Stop here or drive in?”

“Please drive in,” Cheng Zhu said.

The weather was so hot that even taking a few steps in the sun felt too much for him.

Moreover, he was here to buy goods, a client, so he intended to carry himself like one.

If you acted timid when spending money, who wouldn’t take the opportunity to rip you off?

After the two of them got out of the car, Wang Anquan looked around but didn’t dare to look directly inside, only daring to sneak peeks.

Inside the factory, workers were busy with their tasks.

There were semi-finished products scattered about, as well as some completed products.

While Wang Anquan barely dared to look around, Cheng Zhu was already wandering through the factory and even… getting hands-on.

Why is Brother Zhu picking things up and looking at them so carefully?! Wait, what is he rubbing? Wang Anquan already felt embarrassed.

Cheng Zhu was rubbing the fabric between his fingers, feeling its texture.

With such behavior, it was hard for him not to attract the attention of the factory staff.

A middle-aged man promptly approached and sized up Cheng Zhu carefully.

There was no helping it. This young man’s actions were rather strange, and most importantly, he had a roguish appearance!

Public security isn’t that bad these days. Could he be a troublemaker?

And there’s his companion too. He looks pretty sturdy and just stands outside, glancing around like a lookout.

“What’s the matter?” the middle-aged man asked as he walked over, not sounding particularly welcoming.

Cheng Zhu wasn’t surprised by his reaction. After all, he was still young. He put down the product he had been despising for being too old-fashioned and asked, “Are you the boss?”

“Yes.”

“I’m here to check the goods. I called you a few days ago. Do you remember?” Cheng Zhu asked.

Speaking of which, he couldn’t get through to one of the three factories, and he had forgotten which one hadn’t answered his calls.

But it didn’t matter. He would just stick to his story.

The middle-aged man paused slightly. However, Cheng Zhu’s roguish appearance matched his stereotype of clients in this age group.

For some reason, he looked like someone who would use their products.

“Retail prices are a bit higher,” the boss said directly.

“I’m in e-commerce,” Cheng Zhu replied just as candidly.

Meanwhile, Wang Anquan stood outside under the scorching sun until Cheng Zhu couldn’t bear to watch anymore. He waved him over and told him to find a shaded spot.

When Wang Anquan ran over obediently, his Brother Zhu was already smoking with the factory owner in the shade outside.

At clothing factories, smoking was prohibited indoors.

Cheng Zhu puffed away while negotiating with the factory owner, painting a bright future and haggling over the terms.

“Little brother, our profits aren’t that high. If you keep negotiating like this, there’s no hope for this deal.” The factory owner took a drag from his cigarette, looking quite troubled.

“And as you can see, the quality of our goods is excellent. You get what you pay for.” He gestured inside with the hand holding his cigarette.

Cheng Zhu, however, waved his hand. “I don’t want quality. I want texture.”

He pretended to be angry while making up nonsense. “Damn it, it’s useless for the quality to be too good. A while ago, a customer left a negative review for my store, saying he couldn’t tear the fabric no matter how hard he tried. Do you think he’s sick?”

The factory owner took a good look at him and really believed him. This young man was indeed an experienced e-commerce professional in the adult product industry.

Standing at the side, Wang Anquan felt that both smokers were blowing smoke right in his face. What the hell are they talking about? I’m so confused.