Rebirth: Daily Face Slaps - Chapter 72

“Lin Mengting, you have a letter and a remittance slip!”

On Monday morning, as soon as Lin Mengting arrived at the company, she was called over by the receptionist.

The scene that had happened before played out again.

“Wow, Lin Mengting, your family sent you money again? So lucky!” exclaimed the girl who grabbed the remittance slip and glanced at the sender.

“This is… printed material? Lin Mengting, did you subscribe to a magazine?” asked the girl who grabbed the letter.

“This remittance slip is from XX Magazine! Hey? Lin Mengting, did you get published?” said the girl holding another remittance slip.

“Hey, this letter is from XX Magazine! Lin Mengting, can I open it?” asked the girl with another letter.

“Hey? This is an acceptance letter from S City University! Lin Mengting, here you go, keep it safe and don’t lose it.”

…

Lin Mengting was stunned. Although she had resumed her old hobby of drawing comics after her rebirth and had also written a few essays for submission, she had forgotten about it due to her busy and stressful study and work schedule.

She never expected that her submitted works would be accepted and the acceptance letter would arrive at the same time!

…

It’s said that where there are Chinese people, there is always gossip. Even though the boss of Hongxing Company was from Hong Kong and the employees usually didn’t slack off or chat much, the news of Lin Mengting getting published spread throughout the company within a few hours.

Even Mr. Wang, who came to the break room for water, smiled and nodded when he saw Lin Mengting, saying, “Congratulations, Lin Mengting.”

Her colleagues in the department cheered and laughed, urging Lin Mengting to treat them.

“I didn’t expect our department not only to have a great artist but also a great writer.” Qian Zhiyuan, holding a teacup, walked up to Lin Mengting and said with a smile, “This time, you really should treat us.”

[This is increasingly odd! Clearly, at this time, Lin Mengting was supposed to be focusing solely on her studies and work, not shifting her focus to personal hobbies like she did a few years later.]

[Could it really be some kind of “butterfly effect”? Because of his unexpected rebirth and the actions he took against Lin Mengting, she gained the admiration of big names in the art world earlier, leading her to combine her interests and work ahead of schedule?!]

[Why does she get all this? Is it because she’s some kind of “chosen one”? Ha!]

“It’s hard to refuse such enthusiasm!” Lin Mengting smiled, as if she hadn’t heard Qian Zhiyuan’s “inner voice,” and generously said, “This afternoon’s tea is on me!”

After a pause, she added, “But don’t exceed my manuscript fee! Otherwise, I’ll be starving next month!”

“You’re just pretending!”

“Yeah, you’re clearly well-off and still crying poor in front of us!”

“It’s rare to have a chance to treat a big spender, whoever goes easy this time has to treat us next time!”

…

Everyone’s laughter raised the atmosphere to a peak.

…

After a busy and joyful day, Lin Mengting had just finished work and was about to call her family to share the good news when she received a call from Zhang Qiang.

After informing Wang Qin, Lin Mengting took a bus to the Sichuan restaurant Zhang Qiang had mentioned.

“Tingting, today, I’m ‘sharpening my knife’!” Zhang Qiang said, not waiting for Lin Mengting to respond, and promptly ordered four spicy dishes, repeatedly telling the waiter to “add more chili”!

“Is this really okay?!” Lin Mengting was helpless. Who would have thought that Zhang Qiang, a fair-skinned dancer, would have the same fondness for spicy food as she did!

“What’s wrong with that?!” Zhang Qiang lightly touched her cheek with a self-satisfied expression. “I can’t help it, I’m naturally beautiful. No matter what I eat, I don’t get pimples, don’t get fat!”

“If you’re so good, don’t drink herbal tea then!” Lin Mengting rolled her eyes, almost pointing out that Zhang Qiang’s bluff was not convincing.

“Herbal tea is my love!” Zhang Qiang replied with a cheeky smile. “By the way, have you felt lonely without me around lately?”

“Not at all.” Lin Mengting pouted, thinking to herself Who would have thought that a girl who dances classical dances and has an aura of scholarly grace would be like this in private?!

“That’s obviously a lie.” Zhang Qiang pushed a bag towards Lin Mengting with a slight lift of her chin. “Here, a gift for you.”

“Thanks!” Lin Mengting accepted it without hesitation. Though she hadn’t known Zhang Qiang for long, they felt like old friends whenever they were together.

So, a gift wouldn’t make Lin Mengting feel awkward or guilty. At most, she’d just get a souvenir for Zhang Qiang next time she traveled.

…

Apparently, Zhang Qiang felt the same way. She added smugly, “Only I would remember to bring you a gift while traveling.”

“Of course, we’re good friends!” Lin Mengting said, following the “accept favors, reciprocate later” approach, and poured tea for Zhang Qiang. “Looking at you, I can tell your tour was a success.”

“Isn’t that obvious?!” Zhang Qiang finally got a chance to roll her eyes at Lin Mengting. “They say ‘an old hand is worth two new ones.’ I’m the pillar of the troupe!”

“Impressive!” Lin Mengting gave a thumbs up. “When you perform in S City, make sure to save me some tickets!”

She paused and added fiercely, “The best seats!”

“Geez!” Zhang Qiang pouted. “How many seats do you need? Are you planning to move from seat to seat?”

At this point, Zhang Qiang looked at Lin Mengting with a “you’re too cool” expression, completely forgetting about Lin Mengting’s previous mention of staying with relatives.

Lin Mengting smiled mischievously, “What do you think?!”

“How would I know?!” Zhang Qiang looked up at the sky but subtly adopted a defensive posture.

Unfortunately, despite this, the next moment, Lin Mengting, with “quick, accurate, and ruthless” precision, tickled Zhang Qiang…