I've been reborn, I'm definitely going to become an internet celebrity!

Chapter 2: [I'm Going to Set Up a Stall]

"You want to start a business?"

That evening, the father put down his chopsticks, his brows furrowing instantly: "Doing business isn't child's play. Nine out of ten startups fail. Do you think it's that easy?"

"...Dad, I know."

Liu Zhuohao tried hard to make himself appear reliable.

Seeing his father again, whose hair was not yet gray and who was full of energy, he was equally excited, but the expression of emotion between father and son is always more subtle.

She was even more reserved than herself and her mother.

Whether it's him towards himself, or himself towards him.

He tried to project an image of maturity, saying, "Actually, I've already planned everything..."

"What kind of planning are you talking about! You can't even plan what socks to wear tomorrow, let alone plan a business!" The father didn't listen at all and turned to discuss with the mother: "The Zhuang family spent more than 100,000 yuan to send their daughter to three colleges. It's really difficult for our family to support her."

"But he's too young to go out and work now..."

"How about he goes to college? He can learn a trade, graduate in three years at 21, and save half the tuition. We can also help him out when he gets married in the future."

The mother nodded repeatedly: "That makes sense. It's better to stay in school for a couple more years."

Liu Zhuohao found it both funny and heartwarming—his "entrepreneurial plan" had been completely ignored.

It's perfectly normal for parents to not listen to what you say now.

In this family, the eighteen-year-old boy doesn't yet have a "voice".

Liu Zhuohao recalled his equally depressed self from his previous life—always feeling that his parents were stubborn, old-fashioned, and never understood him.

It wasn't until he graduated, got a job, and started earning money that he used his savings to buy his family a new television for the first time.

It was then, when my father tentatively asked me, "What do you think of this TV brand?" that I realized that the right to speak is never something you fight for, but something you earn yourself!

Now, when he returns to his eighteen-year-old self and hears these reprimands again, Liu Zhuohao feels not only his parents' discipline and belittling but also their love for him.

Previously, I only heard the first half.

Especially when emotions run high, they don't pay attention to the love that follows; they just yell and argue with them, feeling that they are not understood or supported.

Looking back now, Liu Zhuohao couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

The parents did not have a high level of education and did not know how to plan for their future.

But they were well aware that while other students were enjoying school and being "kids," they should also strive to have those things.

They don't want to leave campus too early and face society.

……

……

"—Tick-tock, tick-tock."

After dinner, the father was in his room, looking up at the old air conditioner, where water was seeping from the cracks and dripping into a plastic bucket.

He was torn between replacing his air conditioner or getting it fixed.

With a clanging sound, Liu Zhuohao carried the ladder into the house.

"What are you going to do?"

The father turned his head and looked over.

"Let's take it apart and see."

Liu Zhuohao placed the ladder under the air conditioner, climbed up in a few steps, and reached out to pry open the cover.

"Don't take it apart recklessly, it'll break!"

The father, standing below and holding the ladder, tried to persuade her, "Do you think this is a toy? What if you break it? Besides, aren't you going to study in another city soon? Wait until next year..."

Before he could finish speaking, Liu Zhuohao had already climbed down the ladder and returned from the kitchen with a straw.

In fact, I didn't get a new air conditioner until the summer of my sophomore year.

When he returned from his first summer break, he was actually quite angry because his father hadn't replaced the air conditioner as promised, but instead continued to use the leaky one.

When some classmates came over to play, they saw the leaking air conditioner and felt very embarrassed.

Liu Zhuohao could even vaguely remember arguing with his father back then, questioning why he didn't have someone come and fix it, or simply replace it, to save some unnecessary money.

Little did I know then that my parents were already overwhelmed with worry about my tuition and living expenses.

When I came back for summer vacation the following year, I found that my room had a new air conditioner that cost about two thousand yuan. It was a Midea brand, a big name!

Father: "What are you up to now?"

Liu Zhuohao didn't respond, but looked up and checked again.

He had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on—it was most likely that the drain was clogged, and the water was seeping out because it was accumulating in the tank.

He climbed back up the ladder, stuck one end of the straw into the spout, and blew hard into it a few times.

This method is a bit old-fashioned, but it really works. After a few tries, the blockage loosened, and the water that had accumulated in the trough slowly flowed out of the drain. After a while, the dripping sound became quieter and quieter, and eventually stopped completely.

"..."

The father, holding the ladder below, watched the water droplets disappear, speechless for a moment before finally speaking in a low voice:

"Where did you learn all these crooked tricks? You even learned how to fix air conditioners online?"

His tone carried his usual distrust, as if everything his son did had a hint of "not doing his proper job".

"Let me tell you, don't think you'll really know how to use it after fiddling around for a bit. If you don't get this right, it'll cause electrical leaks and water leaks, which will be even more troublesome!"

Liu Zhuohao climbed down the ladder, dusted off his hands, and replied with a smile, "It's all right now, isn't it?"

Where did you learn it?

No need to learn!

When a boy enters society and grows into a man, he will naturally want to tinker with some household appliances when they break down, in order to save money. After tinkering with them for a while, he will naturally learn how to use them, and that's all.

His father was still grumbling, "I've never seen you so focused on your studies, but you're quite adept at these messy things..."

But he didn't continue, after all, the air conditioner was indeed no longer leaking.

The room fell silent, with only the low hum of the machines running.

The father looked up at the air conditioner, then glanced at his son, and finally just waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, I'll get the ladder. You find a mop and mop up the water on the floor."

Liu Zhuohao watched his departing figure with amusement, then turned his gaze to the air conditioner, a slight smile playing on his lips.

This was the first thing I changed after being reborn—I fixed my leaky air conditioner.

Oh no, that's the second thing that changed.

The first thing he did was successfully lower his parents' expectations for his further education from a "third-tier university" to a "junior college"—although this was not his original intention.

In his past life, he spent the entire summer after the college entrance exam playing around and never really cared about his family's financial situation.

I got into university, so I should go to university; that's only natural.

What about the rest? We haven't considered it at all, nor have we asked.

And the parents, of course, never mentioned those difficulties.

So I naturally enrolled in a third-tier university. It wasn't until my second year, when I was struggling to make ends meet, that I started working part-time and realized the difficulties my family was facing.

In preparation for setting up a stall, the first thing Liu Zhuohao had to do was rename his Bilibili account.

If you want to become an internet celebrity, you definitely need a public platform account.

Bilibili currently has a very strict ranking system, meaning that a certain level is required to post videos.

After standing in front of the computer for a moment, he did not choose a nickname, but instead used his real name "Liu Zhuohao" as his ID.

—Use your real name to access the internet.

The idea of ​​setting up a stall, as I mentioned to my parents, is a short-term goal based on my current situation, aimed at accumulating funds.

Although he was reborn, he didn't have the money to do big business or make investments.

Let alone whether I have money or not, even if I did, I wouldn't know what kind of investment to make.

After all, he was just an ordinary person in his previous life, neither gambling on lotteries nor sports.

The only known potential investment target is Bitcoin, but how do I buy it?

When can I buy it?

When will it be sold?

Liu Zhuohao knew that Bitcoin was a way to make money, but he also knew that many people had committed suicide because of it.

He wasn't confident he could make money from this.

Thus, even after being reborn, Liu Zhuohao prefers to focus on what he is good at – the catering industry.

And being an internet celebrity is their core selling point.

They should leverage their core selling points to be one step ahead of others and come up with marketing strategies that should have been developed more than a decade later to sell their products at a market stall.

……

……

At around 3 a.m., when it was still dark, Liu Zhuohao sat up in bed and took a deep breath.

The fact that he went back to 14 still feels somewhat unreal to him.

But time waits for no one. He got up quickly and stepped out of the bathroom, only to bump into his father standing in the living room, yawning.

The father, still half-asleep, asked, "Going for a run so early?"

"Go to the wholesale market and check out the goods."

Liu Zhuohao didn't hide anything and stated his purpose frankly.

The father was taken aback, his face immediately darkening: "You really want to go through with this? Business is so easy, there are bosses everywhere!"

He lowered his voice, but couldn't suppress his anger: "Look at that fishmonger on Chengxi Road, he's practically bankrupt, and it took him years to recover!"

"And your Uncle Wang, he runs a small eatery, and he still hasn't paid off his debts!"

"They've been in business for decades, do you think you're more capable than them?"

He has spent his entire life working odd jobs.

I was either working in this factory or that factory, and I never imagined that one day I could be a boss.

In their minds, a person who can do business must be very smart, have connections, and have all sorts of other miscellaneous prerequisites to succeed.

But in the end, it all boils down to two words—"dare not".

The mother was also woken up and came out of the inner room, her face full of worry.

"How do you know I can't do it if I haven't even tried?"

Liu Zhuohao tried to ease the tension with a grin.

Do you even know which way the wholesale market's doors face?!

The father launched into a tirade, his voice suddenly rising, "You can't even tell me how much eggplants cost per pound at the market, and you're going to buy them? You'd be getting ripped off and you'd be helping the seller count the money!"

"Alright, alright," the mother quickly urged, "It's the middle of the night, everyone upstairs and downstairs can hear us..."

"I only brought a hundred yuan with me to get some samples to try." Liu Zhuohao's smile faded, and his tone became serious. "I won't waste money."

"One hundred dollars?" His father loosened his grip on his arm slightly, but his words became even harsher. "What can one hundred dollars buy? A pancake to play house with?"

He pointed at himself, as if beating a good-for-nothing child: "Let me tell you, I've seen plenty of kids like you! You can't study well, you don't want to take the right path, and you're always dreaming of getting rich quick! What makes you think you can? Just because you play video games all day?"

"What you should be thinking about most right now is to go to school! Even just a junior college degree will look better on your resume!"

The father became increasingly agitated as he spoke, "Go into business? Wait until you're out in the world, battered and bruised, and don't come back crying!"

Liu Zhuohao listened quietly to these harsh words.

He knew that behind every "You can't do it" was actually "I'm afraid you'll suffer."

However, the father's expression may not have been so warm—he used a demeaning style of education.

This kind of education will be increasingly rejected in the future.

But in fact, as someone who has been through it all and has personally experienced it, Liu Zhuohao feels that this kind of education is neither a success nor a failure.

At least for those who understand the good intentions and can withstand the pressure, it is not a failure.

A stone only becomes harder and harder, eventually becoming an indestructible rock, through constant polishing.