"My head... damn, it hurts.
A bunch of bastards actually got me drunk on purpose.
Wait till I get back to the office—you're all dead meat..."
Grumbling under his breath, Jerry rubbed his aching forehead, squinted his eyes, and slowly sat up.
Jerry, a top graduate from Wuda University, came from a poor family.
No connections, no money—just pure grit.
After nearly forty years of blood, sweat, and tears, he'd finally climbed his way up to become the CFO at Alibaba.
Just yesterday, his department threw him a celebration banquet to curry favor.
In high spirits, Jerry accepted every toast thrown his way—no questions asked.
Unsurprisingly, he ended up hammered.
Afterward, he vaguely remembered someone dragging him back home.
Feeling safe, he had simply passed out.
Recalling the previous night, Jerry finally opened his eyes—
his throat dry, desperate for a glass of water.
"What the hell—where am I?!"
The moment his eyes focused, Jerry couldn't help blurting out a curse.
Grayish-white walls.
Bunk beds.
A cheap tiled sink.
This wasn't his apartment.
This... looked more like a college dorm room!
"Don't tell me... I've time-traveled?"
Jerry muttered in disbelief.
Not because he was some sci-fi nerd—
but because his gaze fell on an old Nokia phone sitting next to his pillow.
The date displayed on it: December 17, 2000.
Jerry knew this phone all too well—
the number nine key was missing.
It was the same beat-up senior phone his mom had bought him for a hundred bucks at a secondhand market before he started college.
Knock, knock, knock...
Just as Jerry was still trying to wrap his head around everything, a knock sounded at the door.
"Who is it?"
He asked, trying to stay calm.
"I'm here to pick up something for Sean,"
a clear, sweet voice answered from the other side.
Sean?
Hearing that name made Jerry's eyes darken.
Sean had been Jerry's college classmate for four years.
Slightly wealthy.
But more importantly—
Sean and Jerry had a grudge.
Jerry, from a humble rural background, was honest and down-to-earth.
Sean, a rich city kid, was arrogant and obnoxious.
Simply because Jerry was a "country bumpkin," Sean would pick on him constantly.
Wait a second... if Sean's girlfriend is here, then the girl outside must be—Jenny?
"Are you there? Could you open the door?"
The sweet voice urged again.
"Coming!"
Jerry replied, pushing aside the mess in his head.
Wearing just his thermal underwear—no jacket, no pants—he casually opened the door.
And sure enough, standing outside was a face he knew all too well:
Jenny.
Jenny, the beauty queen of Wuda's economics department.
An absolute stunner—almond-shaped face, sparkling bright eyes, porcelain skin.
She was the dream girl of countless male students...
Jerry included.
But reality was brutal.
Jenny had ended up with Sean.
Simple math: Sean was good-looking, rich, and had all the right moves with women.
"Move aside,"
Jenny said coldly, frowning the moment she laid eyes on Jerry.
Unshaven, disheveled, still in thermal underwear—
Was this guy seriously greeting her like this?!
No shame at all!
"Ah, sorry. I was sleeping when you knocked,"
Jerry shrugged with a lazy smile, stepping aside.
He could pretty much guess what Jenny was thinking.
But did he care?
Nope.
After more than a decade of climbing the corporate ladder, Jerry had long since outgrown the need to impress girls—
especially not the girlfriend of his old enemy.
In fact, annoying her a little was kinda satisfying.
"No worries, I'm just grabbing Sean's stuff and leaving,"
Jenny said, her voice stiff.
Suppressing her rising anger, she reminded herself:
Good girls don't argue with fools.
Jerry casually followed her back inside the room.
And that's when he noticed something strange above Jenny's head.
A glowing line of text—
a freaking floating HUD!
[Jenny: Beauty 99, Has Boyfriend, Cheating Chance 10%, Weaknesses: Loves Pets, Soft-Hearted; Target Weakness → Cheating Chance 100%]
What the hell?!
Jerry instinctively rubbed his eyes.
He looked again.
[Jenny: Beauty 99, Has Boyfriend, Cheating Chance 10%, Weaknesses: Loves Pets, Soft-Hearted; Target Weakness → Cheating Chance 100%]
The same floating text—
even bigger and clearer now, because Jenny had walked closer!
Jenny was glaring at him.
She could clearly feel Jerry staring at her—boldly and shamelessly.
Normally, guys tried to act all polite and steal glances when she wasn't looking.
This guy?
He was practically gawking at her!
"Why are you staring at me?!"
Jenny snapped, forgetting about finding Sean's stuff altogether.
"I'm not sneaking looks,"
Jerry replied, completely unfazed.
"I'm openly admiring you."
"You...!"
Jenny was so furious she nearly stomped her foot.
This was the first time she'd ever met someone this brazen.
Most guys would pretend to be gentlemen—
sneaky glances only when they thought she wasn't paying attention.
But Jerry?
He had no shame, no hesitation—
just blatant, shameless staring.
"Relax..."
Jerry said, thinking fast.
He decided now wasn't the time to antagonize her—he had more important things to figure out.
"I was actually admiring your necklace,"
he added smoothly.
"That's a Schnauzer, right?"
Jenny blinked, startled.
The anger in her heart immediately wavered.
"You know about Schnauzers?"
Given what Sean had told her about Jerry—
poor rural kid, dirt-poor family—
how could Jerry possibly recognize a relatively rare breed like the Schnauzer in the year 2000?
In reality, her love for Schnauzers came from her relatives.
Every time she visited, she'd spend hours playing with their lively little Schnauzer puppy.
Later, when her relatives immigrated overseas,
they had given the dog to Jenny as a farewell gift.
That dog had been with her through the hardest days of high school.
By now, Jenny saw the dog not just as a pet—
but as family.
Honestly, if she had to choose between Sean and the Schnauzer...
she wouldn't even hesitate.
"A Schnauzer, originally from Germany, shares bloodlines with Poodles and Dobermans.
Its signature features are its old-man-like eyebrows and beard.
They're often used as rescue dogs and guard dogs."
Facing Jenny's puzzled expression, Jerry smiled calmly and rattled off the facts like a pro.
"I've always liked pet dogs,"
he added casually.
"And Schnauzers just happen to be my favorite.
Even though I never had the chance to own one, I've always loved them."
Jerry then looked at Jenny with a hint of admiration.
"Even your necklace is shaped like a Schnauzer... You must really love them.
Let me guess—you have one yourself?"
"How... how did you know?"
Jenny gasped, genuinely surprised at Jerry's knowledge and sharp guess.
But halfway through speaking, she abruptly stopped.
She suddenly remembered—
Jerry wasn't someone she should be chatting with so casually.
After all, he had just pissed her off earlier.
Still, a tiny voice inside her whispered:
He likes Schnauzers... People who love animals usually have kind hearts.
Maybe he's not that bad after all...
As for him answering the door in his thermals—
he had explained he was just sleeping.
And the way he looked at her?
Maybe it wasn't sleazy—maybe he was just admiring the Schnauzer necklace?
Had she... misunderstood him?
"Um... I'm sorry for earlier.
I might have judged you too quickly,"
Jenny said awkwardly, lowering her head slightly.
Women are like that—
once they start justifying things in their minds, you barely have to explain yourself.
Hearing her soft apology, Jerry's lips curled into a small smile.
He had deliberately shifted his behavior earlier, following the tips he saw above her head.
And sure enough—
the moment Jenny apologized,
he watched her "cheating probability" rise from 10% to 20%.
This confirmed two things:
First—
the glowing information above women's heads was real.
Second—
with this ability, no relationship wall was unbreakable.
Thinking about his past grudges with Sean, Jerry sneered inwardly.
"If you have time, could you show me your Schnauzer?
Honestly, I know all about them, but...
I've never actually seen one in person,"
Jerry said, his tone casual but tinged with just the right amount of longing.
With his new cheat ability, plus twenty years of life experience,
Jerry felt completely at ease handling a girl like Jenny.
"This..."
Jenny hesitated.
She didn't particularly like Jerry, mostly because Sean often spoke badly about him.
But now...
after finding out they shared the same love for Schnauzers, she felt a tiny shift in her heart.
Still, going to see her pet together felt a little too personal.
"Yeah, I get it,"
Jerry sighed heavily.
"A poor guy like me isn't really fit to visit such a cute little dog.
I guess... maybe next lifetime."
His performance was Oscar-worthy.
The disappointment and sadness in his voice hit just the right emotional notes.
Meeting Jerry's desolate eyes,
Jenny's heart immediately softened.
Someone who loves animals can't be a bad person, right?
"Give me your phone number,"
Jenny said softly.
"I'll call you tomorrow."
Seeing her agree, Jerry smiled faintly.
Now he was even more certain the "Cheat Rate" ability was real.
Jenny agreeing to meet him had nothing to do with his looks or wealth.
He had simply hit her second weakness—her soft heart.
After Jenny left to deliver Sean's wallet—
"Got the wallet?"
asked Sean, standing on the basketball court,
his handsome features marred by a touch of arrogance.
"Yeah,"
Jenny nodded, handing it over.
Taking the wallet, Sean casually asked,
"That country bumpkin was in the dorm too?"
Jenny frowned.
"Sean, that's really rude."
In the past, Sean mocking Jerry would have barely bothered her.
But now, for some reason, it felt... unpleasant.
"He is from the countryside, isn't he?
Calling him a bumpkin isn't wrong,"
Sean said, confused by Jenny's sudden defense.
Jenny didn't argue further, but her face remained cold.
Sensing her mood, Sean quickly apologized:
"Okay, okay, I won't say it again, alright?"
Only then did Jenny's expression soften a little.
She turned and walked away, with Sean scrambling to catch up.
As for her promise to meet Jerry and see the Schnauzer—
Jenny quietly tucked it deep inside her heart.
She wasn't stupid.
If Sean found out, it would cause trouble.
But in her mind, it was just a simple favor for an animal lover—
nothing to feel guilty about.
Meanwhile, back in the dorm,
Jerry was sitting on a chair, deep in thought.
After careful reflection,
he confirmed two things:
One—he had truly traveled back in time.
Two—he now had a ridiculously OP ability.
The date was December 17, 2000.
And he could see the cheating probability of every woman around him.
After Jenny left, Jerry went to the window and peered outside.
The basketball court was packed with sweaty boys and their cheering fans.
Just as he suspected, the boys' heads were blank—
but every girl had floating golden text above her.
Just like Jenny.
"Looks like Heaven decided to give me a second shot,"
Jerry chuckled darkly.
Faces flashed through his mind—
people who had once hurt or betrayed him.
Most people, after rebirth, dream of reuniting with their first love, making their family rich, or becoming billionaires.
Jerry wanted those too—
but he had one extra item on his list:
Revenge.
And now, armed with this cheat-like power,
he finally had the perfect tool to make it happen.
"Taking down Sean can wait,"
Jerry mused, rubbing his chin.
"First, I need to make some serious money."
Despite having been Alibaba's CFO in his previous life,
Jerry wasn't satisfied.
He had ambitions—ambitions even bigger than Jack Ma's.
But timing had been against him.
By the time he rose to power, China's economy had already matured.
The cake had been sliced and eaten.
Becoming a regional financial controller was the ceiling.
Now, reborn at the dawn of the 21st century—
he had a second chance.
All he needed was a bit of startup capital.
And then—
he would take the world by storm.