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Chapter 811 - 604 friends are not many, but one is enough (thanks for the tip!)_2

Chapter 811: 604 friends are not many, but one is enough (thanks for the tip!)_2

Zhang Guangyi pursed his lips, looking at the disheartened Shao Shuhuai, and couldn’t help but feel his anger fade away by more than half.

"I can hardly call myself a boss; I’m just someone who, along with a group of like-minded friends, does things we’re all interested in together."

Shao Shuhuai certainly heard the softening in his tone and squeezed out a smile, "Why be so modest? The virtual romance game is such a success, buying a house in East Sea must be a breeze for you now."

"I don’t make games for the money."

Zhang Guangyi said seriously, "If one were to make games only for the money, it would be impossible to create a good game."

Shao Shuhuai immediately nodded, "I know."

Zhang Guangyi seemed like he wanted to say more but decided not to.

With different paths, they cannot plan together.

The two of them, it was impossible to go back to the past.

"I’ll have a talk with General Jiang."

As classmates, after all, he couldn’t bring himself to burn bridges.

"Guangyi, that’s not what I meant. After all, this issue is my fault. How about this, give me General Jiang’s contact, and I will talk to him."

Shao Shuhuai said earnestly, "If we can resolve this peacefully, it will be good for both sides."

Zhang Guangyi hesitated for a moment but still nodded.

"Then I’ll leave first, not to keep you from your girlfriend. Let’s get together sometime when you’re free."

Shao Shuhuai turned and got into his car after receiving Jiang Chen’s contact information.

As the A6 drove away, even someone as unsociable as Zhang Guangyi understood the courtesy of saying goodbye.

He picked up his phone and dialed Jiang Chen’s number.

"General Jiang, Shao Shuhuai came to see me. He wants to talk to you, and I gave him your contact."

Jiang Chen responded indifferently with a simple "hmm."

Zhang Guangyi felt like he had done something wrong but didn’t know what to say.

"It’s fine, you were classmates after all, and there’s no deep hatred between you. In the future, you’ll inevitably meet, like at alumni gatherings. You wouldn’t want your classmates to feel awkward because of the two of you, right?"

Jiang Chen said with a laugh, "Since it’s given, it’s given; no worries."

Zhang Guangyi breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, General Jiang."

"Thank what? The virtual romance game is on the right track now, you can’t slack off. You need to be fully spirited and continue developing new good games."

"Rest assured, General Jiang, I will give it my all."

"With that promise, I’m satisfied. Goodbye."

Zhang Guangyi put down the phone, feeling relieved all over.

A warrior is willing to die for those who appreciate him.

Now he finally understood why, during entrepreneurship courses, the mentors emphasized the importance of benefactors.

Upstairs.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Luo Peng glanced at Jiang Chen beside him, "Shao Shuhuai sought out Zhang Guangyi?"

Jiang Chen put his phone into his pocket and nodded.

Luo Peng smacked his lips, stroking his chin, "Seems like Shao Shuhuai got quite stung by Li Shuru, otherwise he wouldn’t think of coming to you to seek forgiveness."

"How do you know he’s looking to seek forgiveness?"

Luo Peng sneered with a cynical smile, "If it’s to seek forgiveness, then he’s at least a smart man."

Jiang Chen smiled without responding.

The two men stood high above Dadonghai, looking down upon this prosperous city together.

———

"There’s no need for you to stay with me, go back. I can manage on my own."

At home.

Looking at Wei Chuyin, who wouldn’t leave her side, Ai Qian felt utterly helpless.

"Can you stop being so stubborn?" Wei Chuyin ignored her plea, "Let’s go to the hospital, okay? You really can’t put off taking care of your health any longer."

Ai Qian shook her head and walked to the refrigerator, opening the door, "What would you like to eat? I don’t have much food left."

Wei Chuyin followed closely and stared at her intently, "If you don’t go to the hospital, I will move my luggage here and live with you!"

"I don’t have a spare bed for you to sleep."

"I’ll sleep on the floor!" Wei Chuyin pleaded sincerely, "Ai Qian, please just listen to me this one time, okay? Let’s go to the hospital. Once you get better, I promise I won’t bother you again, I’ll stay away."

Ai Qian took out some eggs from the refrigerator and said softly, "It can’t be cured."

"How can it not be cured!"

Wei Chuyin suddenly became agitated and raised her voice, "With modern medicine so advanced, there’s no such thing as an incurable disease! I have a relative who had gastric cancer and was cured! If it can’t be cured in East Sea, we’ll go to the Capital City. If it can’t be cured there, we’ll go abroad!"

"How much money will that cost?"

Ai Qian closed the refrigerator door and walked toward the open-plan kitchenette.

"As long as the illness can be cured, what does money matter!" Wei Chuyin followed closely. "You know, I haven’t used much of the living allowance my family has been giving me since college. I’ve saved a bit up until now, and if it’s not enough, we’ll borrow!"

I don’t have many friends.

But having just this one seems to be perfect.

"I’ll make you some fried rice with eggs, don’t disdain it."

Ai Qian cracked the eggs into a bowl.

Wei Chuyin was getting impatient, "Are you listening to me or not!"

Ai Qian turned a deaf ear, turned on the stove, but Wei Chuyin immediately switched it off.

Ai Qian fell silent for a moment.

"Chu Yin, I don’t want to owe you too much."

"This is what I owe you!"

Wei Chuyin’s eyes reddened, "I should give it back to you!"

"How come you’re more stubborn than me."

Ai Qian smiled and shook her head, turning the stove back on.

Wei Chuyin controlled her emotions, took a deep breath, "Alright, let’s not talk about who owes whom, Ai Qian, at least we’re friends, right? Do you really want to stand by and watch me suffer? Do you want me to feel guilty for the rest of my life?!"

"We are friends."

Ai Qian used a spatula to scoop oil into the pan; she who once shunned the kitchen, now handled these tasks with extra proficiency.

"It’s precisely because we’re friends that I mustn’t drag you down. How hard was it for you to scrimp and save that living allowance in college? The wages you saved from working weren’t easy to come by either. Chu Yin, you have a whole future ahead of you, there’s no need to delay your life for my sake."

"The money can be earned back!"

Wei Chuyin nearly roared, "Ai Qian, can you please come to your senses! Now, do you still think money is that important?!"

Suddenly.

The phone rang.

Ai Qian spoke softly, "Help me get my phone."

Wei Chuyin took a few deep breaths, turned around, picked up the phone from the coffee table, and involuntarily frowned at the caller ID.

"It’s Shao Shuhuai."

At this time, her mental state was already as bad as it could be, and this phone call was like pouring oil on the fire, making her even more irritable.

As she returned to the kitchen, Wei Chuyin said, "I’ll make it clear to him for you."

"Give it to me."

Ai Qian set down the spatula, turned her head, "You’re just on leave, not resigning, you still have to go back to work. You also said that the company agreeing to your leave was thanks to his help, didn’t you."

"Mind the pan."

Ai Qian stretched out her hand, took the phone, and Wei Chuyin took her place, then she answered the call.

"Ai Qian, I have a favor to ask of you."

This time, Shao Shuhuai was not as polite.

"Tell me."

"I don’t know if Chu Yin has mentioned it, but our company has recently had a bit of conflict with Jiang Chen’s company. It’s not a big issue, and I want to invite Jiang Chen for a meal to talk things over, see if we can settle things amicably."

Speaking of it, Shao Shuhuai gave a wry smile, "But as you know, Jiang Chen is not someone just anyone can meet now. I’m just an ordinary worker, and I’m afraid he might not see me, so I was thinking of bringing you along. On your behalf, he surely won’t refuse, right?"

Ai Qian, after listening, still remained silent.

"Of course, I don’t mean to force you. If you’re unwilling, then forget it, I’ll think of another way."

Though he said he wasn’t forcing the issue, the way he put it, how could one refuse?

"What’s there for me not to be willing about?"

Ai Qian smiled faintly, "If the time and place are set, just let me know."

"Ai Qian, thank you so much!"

Shao Shuhuai sounded as though a weight had been lifted, "I’ll inform you once it’s decided."

Ai Qian put down the phone.

Wei Chuyin hadn’t even started making the fried rice, holding the spatula, she looked at Ai Qian with complex eyes, "Are you doing this because of me..."

She very well understood, the last person the other end of the phone wanted to see now was probably the name just mentioned.

Ai Qian looked at the pan.

"The rice is going to get burnt."