novellhall Chapter 51 Let's pay our tuition!
Chapter 51 Let's pay our tuition!
"You were well-prepared!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Zi'an scoffed at him; "Isn't it because you're so outrageous and obvious in your actions?"
After saying that, Prince An walked outside.
Chen Wu didn't stop him, and stood up to see him to the door.
As he walked into the entryway, he suddenly spoke:
"We at Tencent highly value Maoni's 'Joy of Life' and Feng Huo's 'Snow Sword,' would you like to invest in some of them?"
Looking at Chen Wu standing in the light and shadow between the living room and the corridor, a smile that never easily disappears is on his lips.
He couldn't help but laugh: "Your makeshift team is hopeless! You haven't even paid your tuition yet."
"tuition fee?"
"The entertainment industry is a place that eats people alive!" Wang Zian pulled his hand out of his pocket and patted Chen Wu on the shoulder. "They don't care about principles when they're ripping people off. You'd better make sure all the risk control and legal procedures are in place, especially the financial part."
"The accounts those people made are harder to bug than the code you write."
"We anticipated this long ago." Chen Wu adjusted his glasses, his tone regaining its usual composed and strategic tone. "That's why we chose to directly acquire a professional team with money, instead of training them from scratch. Do you think this approach is wrong?"
"This is a good approach, but I still advise you to be cautious; those people are very good at bookkeeping!"
"Thank you!"
Judging from Chen Wu's expression, he hadn't listened, and Wang Zi'an didn't stop him.
These elites wouldn't believe that those entertainment-obsessed academic underachievers could fool them.
However, Chen Wu underestimated people; the ability to find loopholes has nothing to do with scores.
On the contrary, those who are not as good as them in academics are very good at this.
Get ready to pay your tuition!
Anyway, it has nothing to do with him.
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Back in his room, Wang Zian felt a sense of emptiness.
I had no choice but to stay idle in my room.
He wasn't planning to attend the author meet-and-greet in the afternoon, and the power struggle with Chen Wu was temporarily over.
Since we're in Yuhang, we should definitely take a stroll around West Lake.
Who should I invite to go with me?
Zhang Ruonan's smooth, large forehead suddenly appeared in his mind.
Go find her!
Shopping with her shouldn't be boring.
He took out his phone and sent a message to Zhang Ruonan.
"Zhang Ruonan, do you want some food?"
The message was replied to almost instantly: "I only like to freeload, I don't like to do any work!"
Her reply was as straightforward and decisive as she was, without any politeness whatsoever.
Following this was a meme of a little person with their arms crossed and legs crossed, the attitude practically overflowing from the screen.
You can treat me to a meal, but don't even think about me doing any work.
Upon seeing this news, Wang Zian felt like laughing out loud.
"I want to go to Yuhang for a trip, but I don't want to go alone!"
"I knew there's no such thing as a free lunch!" Zhang Ruonan retorted angrily.
In an ordinary lecture hall at the University of Electronic Science and Technology of China in Yuhang, the teacher on the podium is flipping through the PowerPoint slides and reading the content of Chapter 5. The projector shines white light onto the screen, making the faces of the students below appear pale.
Everyone was busy with their own things.
Zhang Ruonan sat in the back row by the window, her phone hidden in the shadow of her desk drawer.
She wore an oversized white shirt with a green cardigan; her tight-fitting light blue jeans made her already slender legs look even longer.
Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders, gleaming with a soft chestnut sheen under the fluorescent lights, swaying gently as she looked down at her phone.
Her eyebrows were curved, and there was a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. She seemed to be in a good mood, not on the same wavelength as the drowsy classmates around her.
"There's not much to do in Yuhang, and not much to eat either?" Her fair fingers flew across the screen, her nails a clean, nude pink.
"There's always KFC and McDonald's, right?"
Her smile deepened, and her eyes crinkled. "Who goes out to eat this?" She paused, then typed another line, "I want to eat hot pot."
Send me your location!
"OK~!"
Zhang Ruonan's eyes lit up. She typed two letters and an exclamation mark, then shoved her phone into the drawer and looked up at the teacher on the podium.
The teacher was still reading from the PowerPoint presentation when she looked down again, took out her phone, and made a note in her notes app: Hot pot tomorrow.
After she finished writing it down, she felt it wasn't enough, so she added a small parenthesis and wrote "hehe".
Since meeting Wang Zian last year, she has found him to be a really interesting person.
At first, she was speechless after he confronted her with a photo of sleeves that were not the same length. She was so angry that she stomped her feet on the sofa several times. He still wouldn't remove the negative review. She thought to herself, how could there be such a serious person in this world?
After we added each other on WeChat and started chatting, I discovered that he wasn't just a stickler for details.
He has a strange sense of humor; sometimes he talks nonsense with a straight face, and other times he suddenly says something very reliable.
And most importantly, this guy is really handsome.
When she first saw his photo, she thought it was a misleading image.
After we added each other on WeChat, I stared at the screen for several seconds when I saw the full-body photo in her Moments.
She pursed her lips several times while looking at the screen, and then a thought quickly came to her mind: if this person could model for her store, that slow-selling windbreaker would definitely sell out.
She tried to woo him several times, but was rejected each time.
The reason is very simple: no time.
She didn't believe it at first, but later, when she found out he was a senior in high school, she reluctantly accepted the reality that her family's Taobao store had lost a top model.
That's how the two became acquainted through repeated interactions.
When are you free?
"My afternoons are full of classes, but I have electives in the evenings!"
"Then let's do it tomorrow!"
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Wang Zian and Zhang Ruonan agreed to meet tomorrow morning.
He spent the morning and afternoon sightseeing in Yuhang, and took the high-speed train home in the evening.
The time was arranged very reasonably.
After discussing it, Wang Zian decided not to disturb Zhang Ruonan's class.
Even though I know this guy is a terrible student and can't concentrate in class, I still have to show him the proper respect.
After putting down his phone and lying on the bed, Wang Zian thought about what Chen Wu had said, and then made another call.
"Chen Wu really did come looking for me! Just as I expected. You guys figure out how to handle it!"
"This guy's got quite a bit of fat now, don't be too polite!"
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The afternoon passed quickly.
The hotel curtains provided excellent light blocking, filtering out the harsh midday light into a comfortable, dim ambiance.
He rolled over in bed, and when he woke up again, the time on his phone screen had already jumped to five in the afternoon.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, falling on the light gray carpet like a crumpled piece of golden silk.
Just as he was getting ready to get up and go for a walk, there was a knock on the door.
Wang Zian rubbed his eyes, walked to the door, and opened it.
Two large men stood outside the door. One wore glasses and a dark blue polo shirt, and looked scholarly. The other was chubby, wearing a dark T-shirt, and had slightly curly hair.
Cat and Old Fire.
The two were taken aback when they saw that it was a child who opened the door.
"Little brother, is there anyone else in your room?" Cat-ni peeked into the room over his shoulder.
Wang Zian realized that his identity all along had been that of his father, a man in his forties.
Wang Zian rubbed his eyes. Since he had been discovered, he had no choice but to tell the truth.
"It's just me. Lao Huo, Mao Ni, come in!"
Cat and Old Fire were a little confused!
Cat opened its mouth, but no sound came out.
Looking at the excessively young child in front of me, I really couldn't associate him with Qi Yue Wu Yi, who had written many novels.
Then, in a very uncertain tone, he asked, "Are you saying you have no clothes?"