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Chapter 810 - 604 friends are not many, but one is enough (thanks for the tip!)

Chapter 810: 604 friends are not many, but one is enough (thanks for the tip!)

Tianci Capital’s building entrance.

After meeting with Li Shuru, Shao Shuhuai didn’t leave. Instead, he bought a bottle of soda water at the convenience store downstairs, then sat in his car, drinking the water while staring at the high-end office building outside the window.

Carefree Studio was also in this building.

Once upon a time, when Zhang Guangyi discussed the idea of a virtual dating game with him with great enthusiasm, he responded perfunctorily on the surface, but deep down, he sneered at the idea.

Making games, it’s not that simple.

The gaming industry today had long been monopolized by big companies; a few students trying to snatch food from the tiger’s mouth was purely daydreaming.

So he didn’t hesitate to reject Zhang Guangyi’s invitation, took the offer that would secure his future without worry, and joined Hamolei, a company with some renown in the industry.

He was very satisfied with the treatment Hamolei offered. Even as a graduate from a prestigious school, how many could rely solely on their abilities to drive an A6 in their first year after graduation?

Even if it was on loan, among the graduates of his cohort, even looking across the nation, he, Shao Shuhuai, could be considered one of the best.

Therefore.

He was confident and felt that a bright life had just started, but the success of the virtual dating game was like a thick cloud, obscuring the sunlight above his head and creating a storm of wind and rain in his heart.

Everything fears comparison.

Whenever he thought of Zhang Guangyi, who had once taken classes with him in the same classroom, his sense of happiness and satisfaction vanished in an instant.

If he hadn’t refused back then, he might be driving more than just an A6 by now.

He was indeed excellent, but in the gaming industry, he was still an unknown nobody.

But what about Zhang Guangyi and his Carefree Studio?

Perhaps they could be described by the four words "achieved fame and success."

Achieved fame and success.

Shao Shuhuai unconsciously clenched the water bottle, and the plastic bottle quickly dented.

Regret, envy, dissatisfaction, resentment... numerous emotions tumbled inside him.

A simple-minded bookworm who knew nothing but to bury his head in programming.

Why him?

He had no idea how much time passed before people began to leave the office building.

It was time to get off work.

The founder of Carefree Studio, Zhang Guangyi, walked out laughing and talking with his subordinates.

In high-end suits and brimming with vitality, he looked nothing like the unkempt guy from the past.

Shao Shuhuai put the crumpled water bottle down and opened the car door.

"Guangyi."

Zhang Guangyi turned his head upon hearing the shout and saw the warmly smiling figure of his former classmate approaching. But instead of being pleasantly surprised, his brows furrowed slightly.

"It’s been so long, I almost didn’t recognize you."

Shao Shuhuai evaluated him from head to toe.

"Do you have something to discuss?"

Although he was annoyed, Zhang Guangyi was not the type of person to take delight in revenge. With his temperament, he couldn’t bring himself to say hurtful things.

"It’s been so long, I was thinking of having a meal with you."

Shao Shuhuai spoke as though nothing was amiss.

"Mr. Zhang, we’ll go ahead and leave then," his subordinates said tactfully.

Zhang Guangyi nodded.

Of course, Shao Shuhuai heard that irritating address "Mr. Zhang," his gaze sweeping over the departing Carefree Studio employees, maintaining his smile without showing any flaw.

"Who would have thought that you, of all our classmates, would be the most impressive."

He seemed to sigh as if struck by a sudden realization.

Zhang Guangyi’s expression remained blank. "I’m going to meet my girlfriend; I don’t have time."

"That’s fine," Shao Shuhuai immediately said. "It’s even better with your girlfriend."

Zhang Guangyi indeed wasn’t very skilled at socializing, and the other’s enthusiasm made him quite uncomfortable.

To be honest, after finding out that Hamolei had fabricated accusations of plagiarism against him, he really wanted to give Shao Shuhuai a piece of his mind, but at this moment, with the other greeting him with a smiling face, his resentment had nowhere to be vented.

Of course.

One doesn’t strike a smiling face as they say.

But he clearly wasn’t in the mood to sit down and have a meal with him,

"There’s no need; do you have something else?"

Zhang Guangyi spoke sharply. "Just speak directly."

Shao Shuhuai didn’t press further, showing a hint of guilt on his face, "Guangyi, I actually wanted to offer you an apology in person—it’s all because I talked too much. Because your game was so popular, I happened to mention to my boss our past discussions about the virtual dating game idea, and who knew that our boss..."

Although he wasn’t particularly cunning, the current Zhang Guangyi managed more than a dozen people at Carefree Studio; he was no longer the naive student he once was.

"You don’t need to discuss this with me. I’m just a creator, nothing without General Jiang. You should talk to General Jiang."

"That’s what I meant."

Shao Shuhuai spoke in a low tone, "I went to Tianci Capital this afternoon, intending to meet General Jiang and talk to him in person. After all, there’s no need to harm the amity between our two companies over such a small matter, but General Jiang didn’t want to see me."

Zhang Guangyi frowned, obviously surprised.

After all, in his opinion, Jiang Chen was a quite amiable person and a schoolmate from the same university; he wouldn’t be so dismissive.

It might be that Hamolei’s baseless accusations had deeply upset him.

Thinking this, he also got angry, and his tone became somewhat agitated, "Tell me the truth, did I plagiarize any of your ideas when I discussed them with you back then? Was the virtual dating game my idea? Did I just share it with you..."

Shao Shuhuai nodded, his face showing sincerity, "Guangyi, I never said you plagiarized my concept, it’s just that my boss..."

His face suddenly turned somber, "Guangyi, I don’t know if you can understand, but in a company, it’s different from school, you often have no control over many things. Now you’re the boss, but I’m not. When my boss tells me to do something, can I refuse?"