Edited by xiin and Noks
Yu Yan wrote up a list of computer parts he needed that night and got up early the next morning to buy the parts.
The shop near Lu Xiuheâs home was owned by a person Father Lu knew well, so it would be less likely that he would get fleeced. Yu Yan had just gotten off the bus when he saw Lu Xiuhe standing at the bus station and waving to him with two boxes of stir-fried rice noodles in his hands.
âHere, breakfast.â Lu Xiuhe said, âYou came too early ba, I nearly didnât even get up.â
âI already told you that I donât need you to accompany me.â Yu Yan looked at the dark circles under his eyes. âDidnât you tell me you were going to bed at eleven last night?â
Thinking of last nightâs quarrel, Lu Xiuhe only felt a throbbing pain at his temples.
What kind of wretched situation was this ah?
âHow can someone just lie in bed and immediately fall asleep? I just dawdled there for a long time. Whatever, Iâm not that sleepy. Letâs go and get the parts ba.â
With the list of parts in hand, buying things went very quickly. If the store didnât have some part, the boss would go to another store to get it. The computer was ready after a few trips.
Yu Yan tried it on the spot, and because it was new, its operating speed could even compare to the one in Yi Chenâs home.
There was no young Internet addict who didnât like high-performance machines; it was like choosing a gun to take onto a battlefield. Whatâs more, this was what Yu Yan used to make money, and he was usually accompanied by this thing for most of the day.
So when he finally got the computer in his hands, he was very happy. He took a taxi and even treated Lu Xiuhe to a box of good cigarettes before saying goodbye.
He got in the taxi and couldnât help sending a message to Yi Chen.
Yu Yan: I got my computer set up [picture]
Five minutes later, an incoming voice call popped up on the phone screen.
Yu Yan was stunned and picked it up.
âAre you home?â There was a bit of noise in the background at Yi Chenâs end.
âNot yet, in the car.â Yu Yan asked, âWhere are you?â
âAirport.â
âWhere are you going?â
âBusiness trip,â Yi Chen said, âThree days.â
Yu Yan rolled down the window a bit. ââ¦Why is it so sudden?â
âAn impromptu decision, just going there for an inspection, itâs not a big matter.â Yi Chen handed the ticket to the staff at the counter as he continued speaking, âI may not be able to access the Internet these next few days.â
âThatâs fine.â Yu Yan looked in the driverâs direction and lowered his voice as he said, âWe⦠can still use voice and video calls.â
Yi Chen raised his eyebrows as if he had thought of something. âDid you forget something last night?â
Yu Yan replied, âAh. What did I forget?â
The manâs voice was serious. âForgot to call it out for me to hear.â
The staff person at the counter who was checking in the boarding pass froze for a bit, but soon snapped out of it as well.
She handed the boarding pass back with both hands, and with her smile not changing at all, said, âHave a good trip.â
Yu Yan choked.
They had had a video call after last nightâs stream. Yu Yan had been checking for parts needed while chatting, and had already completely forgotten about that small interlude.
Yi Chen took the boarding pass and asked him, âMake it up to me today?â
His life assistant, who was following him, had heard this entire conversation. His face was as calm as water, but his heart was experiencing earthquake-like tremors.
Was his boss⦠flirting??
Wait! When did his boss start dating? He spent more than ten hours every day following his boss around and taking care of everything, how come heâd detected no signs of this???
Yu Yanâs voice went quieter. âL-letâs talk about it tonight ba. Are you about to board the flight?â
âItâs still earlyâ¦â Yi Chen raised his eyes and motioned to the people behind him to go through the security check first. He would follow after them after having finished this call.
âIâll wait for you,â the assistant quickly said.
Yi Chen nodded and walked to a quiet corner, leaving the two assistants to stand in their spot and look at each other with very confused eyes.
Yi Chen didnât like to waste time in the airport. He would always step into the airport, and it wouldnât be long before he boarded the plane after receiving his boarding pass. So he couldnât chat for very long with Yu Yan before the broadcast system announcements started up.
Finally, one of the assistants came forward and reminded him, âPresident Yi, weâre going to board the plane soonâ¦â
Yu Yan heard this, and immediately stopped speaking mid-sentence. âThen, you should board the plane first.â
âEn.â Yi Chen said, and got ready to hang up.
âThen, when you get off the plane, send me a message,â the other side said suddenly.
Reporting a safe landing was a common practice, but Yi Chen seldom heard reminders of it. It was too common for him to fly here and there; sometimes, he would go out on multiple business trips, and his friends wouldnât even know; his parents were always somewhere that had a big time difference with him.
There was no one waiting for him to report his safe landing to them.
Yi Chen held his cellphone, and his original feelings of being a little upset because of the impromptu business trip were suddenly soothed a lot.
âAlright.â
After hanging up the phone, Yu Yanâs smile deepened.
âYoung man.â At the red light, the taxi driver stopped and chatted with him, âGirlfriend ah?â
Most taxi drivers loved chatting, and Yu Yan would usually be perfunctory, but this time he blinked and said, âEn⦠sweetheart.â
The word âsweetheartâ felt a bit awkward coming out of his mouth. Everyone was used to using âboyfriendâ or âgirlfriendâ, so the taxi driver was stunned when he heard it. Then he laughed and said, âOh, very good. At your age, you should date. Youâre so handsome, so thereâs probably a lot of young women who like you ba? Your girlfriend must constantly feel an impending sense of crisis.â
âNo, no young women like me.â Yu Yan looked out of the window, thinking of his sweetheart. He couldnât help muttering, âItâs me who should be the one feeling an impending sense of crisis.â
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As soon as Yu Yan started streaming today, his stream followers discovered some changes.
[??? Has my near-sightedness been cured? All of a sudden, my field of vision is bright and not fuzzy at all⦠Blu-Ray quality?]
[I thought you went to Boss 1âs house again, but one look at the background, and itâs still just your small shabby house.]
[Congratulations to Yanyan on getting a new computer~]
[How much money did the anchor spend ah? Is it refreshing playing on it? Recently, I have also been wanting to change my computer, kneeling down and asking for a parts list!]
âI changed out the main processor.â Yu Yan quoted the price and said, âI looked up the information by myself, put it together casually. Itâs not very professional⦠If everyone wants it, Iâll put up the hardware list on the public screen later.â
As soon as he said that, the private messages notification icon beside his video screen flashed violently.
Because of his growing popularity, Yu Yan had started receiving more and more private messages. Normally, he couldnât read them all, so he had adjusted his settings. Only those private messages from stream followers on his livestreamâs star offering list would appear with a flashing promptâto make it convenient for bosses to get on the bus.
He started the game on the computer while opening his private messages with the platformâs livestreaming app on his phone.
[Nimble Electronics: Hello yanxyan! Iâm an employee of Nimble, and we want to discuss a collaboration with you. Would you like to add your contact information for more details?]
Ever since the end of the annual gala, Yu Yan had already received many private messages of this kind. Most of them wanted him to advertise for them. Some of them were selling high-quality imitation shoes, some were selling kittens and puppies, and one had even wanted him to join the entertainment businessâ¦
His understanding of this advertising aspect was zero, and even checking their information wouldnât produce accurate information, so he didnât dare to agree, and had directly refused all of them. After all, these things would be used by fans, and before getting some kind of guarantee, he couldnât publicize anything just like that.
But Nimble was different.
Nimble was a very famous gaming equipment company, to the extent that many professional players privately chose to use their brand of gaming equipment. Recently, Nimble had also signed a contract with CN7, and even had well-known teams representing them in all the three major gamesâLoL, PUBG and DOTA.
It was basically the equivalent of StarTV in the gaming equipment industry.
All of the equipment Yu Yan had noted down when he had gone to Yi Chenâs house was also from Nimble. Thus, he hesitated for a moment and didnât directly refuse. After confirming the identity of the other party, he sent his WeChat contact details over.
Not long after Yi Chen got off the plane, he received a call from Mo Nancheng.
âHeard you came to M City?â
Yi Chen sat in the back seat of the car and asked in a light tone, âHow did you know?â
âI met Manager Wu at breakfast today, and he said that your plane was coming in at noon.â Mo Nanchengâs tone was a bit different than usual, it seemed to be a bit listless. âYou shouldnât rush to work at noon, letâs have a meal together ba.â
âNo,â said Yi Chen.
Mo Nancheng replied, âIâm begging you, Iâve already booked the restaurant, and Iâve prepared the wine, five figures guaranteed. You can drink whatever you want, and if you donât want to drink it, you can even dump it in the water.â
Yi Chen wasnât interested in his wine and was even less interested in sprinkling it into the water.
However, he didnât think Mo Nanchengâs tone was quite right. Mo Nancheng was the kind of person who was careless and casual, extremely proud of his successes, and it was rare for him to not have a smile on his face.
So, they met in a large restaurant located on a ship at noon.
Mo Nancheng said, âThis placeâs seafood is especially fresh, try it!â
âIâm going to the branch office at two.â Yi Chen sat down and wiped his fingertips with a hot towel. âIf you have something to say, just say it, or there wonât be time.â
It had taken him a lot of time to rush here from the airport. Now, it was already half past one.
The relationship between the two of them was so good that Mo Nancheng didnât need to waste any extraneous words with him.
âCan you check the address of a female anchor for meâ¦â
âNo way.â Yi Chen refused without even thinking about it.
ââ¦â¦â Mo Nanchengâs smile dimmed a bit. âDonât be like this. If you donât agree, Iâll have to use illegal means.â
Yi Chen said, âSo your meaning here is that you want me to go call the police?â
âDonât ah,â Mo Nancheng said with a mournful expression.
Yi Chen leisurely picked out the fish bones. âWho are you looking for? Tuantuan?â
Mo Nancheng thought that he now had a chance and hurriedly said, âNo! Itâs Lulu!â
This time, without waiting for Yi Chen to ask, he explained it all by himself, âThat day at the gala, I had too much to drink, and got a room with her⦠The next day though, when I woke up, she was gone, and I hadnât asked for her name the previous night. I spent a whole day searching for her through all your livestream channels before finding her. Yet in the end, even after I sent several messages on the public screen, she ignored me and even banned meâ¦â
If this woman was switched to someone else, and if they had left, and he didnât get sick from themâthen that would have been fine.
But he had really liked Lulu. He had thought that the two of them had been especially well-matched.
But obviously, he was the only one who had felt that way.
Yi Chen said, âHer leaving in the morning meant that she wasnât interested in you. Youâre well-experienced, and you canât fail in understanding this point.â
Mo Nancheng replied, âBut I still have to try and win her over. If it works, thatâs good, and if it doesnât, then Iâll just forget about it.â
âThen you go and try to win her over.â Yi Chen said, âI canât help you.â
âHow hard is it? Just transfer out her information to me, and Iâll have a look. Iâm chasing her, not doing anything badâ¦â
It was true that Mo Nancheng wasnât the type to do bad things, and it could be seen clearly that he was really sincere this time.
But emotions were emotions, and principles were principles.
âNo way.â Yi Chen looked down at his wristwatch, then got up. âIâm going to the company now, Iâll pay for this meal.â
âYi Chen.â These past few days, Mo Nancheng had been seething with anger over getting blocked by that shabby little livestream, and upon getting rejected by his best bro now, he became annoyed immediately.
He got up, swallowed down his anger, and said, âItâs okay if you donât transfer the information to me, but youâre the boss, and she should recognize you. You can go help me reconnect with her, that isnât so difficult ba?â
Yi Chen frowned and was about to say somethingâ
But his little action of frowning became the flame that instantly ignited Mo Nancheng.
âThis expression again.â It was as though Mo Nancheng had reached the end of his forbearance. He stood up with a complicated expression and suddenly asked, âYi Chen, are you the only person in your world, and you hold no one else in regard? Is there nobody who is worthy of a shred of your effort?â
Yi Chen paused a bit while adjusting the cuffs of his shirt, and his eyes held a trace of confusion.
That seemed to be the last straw that broke the camelâs back. Mo Nancheng said, âYou know, when I go out and tell others that Iâm your good bro, do you know how they all look at me? They all think Iâm ridiculous. After all, Yi Chen, what do you see me as? You see me as a boot-licker, a fool who sticks his hot face to your cold ass every day. What bro am I calling myself here, isnât that all a joke?â
âI sometimes also wonder why I fucking have to hold onto you all day long. Yes, your familyâs business is big, but I donât lack any meals from you. Weâve known each other for a long time, but Iâm always the fucking one to take the intiative to invite you out, and I even have to beg, plead, and wait upon you to come. Youâre handsome, but that has fuck all to do with me, Iâm so straight, I could shoot up into the sky.â
âThen, I understood.â
Mo Nancheng said all this, and then paused.
In fact, he already had some regrets, but he had already said this much, and stopping this speech was already out of his controlââ
âI thought you seemed pitiful.â
Yi Chen stood upright, motionless and still, his face unchanged, but his eyes were heavy enough to scare people.
âEveryone always says, you, Yi Chen, are so awesome, so amazing. You just took over the company, and you pressed down on that group of relatives until they didnât even dare to show their faces. Over the past few years, the company has grown larger and larger.â
âBut what else do you have besides money?â Mo Nancheng asked.
âFriendsâif you leave out your business partners, do you even need one hand to count up the number of friends you have?â
âFamilyâI wonât mention those relatives of yours, but even with Yi Ran, who youâre closer toâheâs no different from me in your eyes, all of us are just boot-licking dogs. Your parentsâI fear they only think that their son is a Philistine, not caring about anything else but making money.â
âLove⦠haha.â
âYouâve nearly turned into a machine⦠so you tell me, are you pitiful or not?â
Mo Nancheng had thought that he was in a rage, but the more he said, the more upset he got, and the worse he felt.
The two of them remained silent for a long time after this.
The assistants standing below didnât even dare to breathe, and no one dared to remind Yi Chen that it was time to go.
After a while, it was Yi Chen who made the first move.
He didnât change his posture, and he didnât get angry or ridicule him. He just asked, âAre you finished?â
Mo Nancheng: ââ¦â
âIf so, Iâm leaving.â Yi Chen fastened his last cuff link and took two steps forward.
Then he stopped.
âAlthough I donât really want to discuss these meaningless matters with you, I think itâs necessary to make a correction.â
He looked sideways at Mo Nancheng. âI have a boyfriend.â
Mo Nancheng was shocked and abruptly spun his head around. âThat little anchor?â
âIt has nothing to do with you.â Yi Chenâs tone was light, but his eyes were cold. âAlso, if you really like a person, you should respect her choice and follow her ideas instead of accosting her at her door.â
Having finished saying that, Yi Chen left without looking back, bringing in a cool breeze.
When he got off the ship, the assistant hurried to meet him and asked cautiously, âPresident Yi⦠Where are we going?â
Theyâd been quarreling so violently up there just now. If it was a normal person, they wouldnât be able to go work ba.
Yi Chen got into the car. âThe company.â
After a while, the black car started.
Yi Chen looked out of the window.
Because of the material of the glass, even the best scenery would get covered with a layer of lifeless grey.
At last, there was a slight crack in his expression.
He subconsciously picked up his cellphone, and before he could react, he had already sent a message.
1: Yanyan.
After looking at this message, he kept feeling like it was a bit dumb. Yi Chen opened the chat dialog box and just wanted to type âItâs nothingâ, but before he could finish typing those words, his palm felt a bit of vibration.
Little Anchor: Whatâs the matter?
Little Anchor: [picture]
There was a bowl of hot and sour noodles with steam still coming out of it in the picture. It looked really delicious.
Little Anchor: Iâm having lunch. The hot and sour noodles from this shop are really tasty. Next time you come to Manyang⦠Iâll take you to this shop to eat.
Little Anchor: Have you eaten yet?
Yi Chen held his cell phone tightly. He repeatedly opened the picture of the hot and sour noodles, and it felt like his originally unsettled heart had been safely and securely scooped up, and had even been kissed gently.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
1: Nothing much.
1: Just miss you a little.
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Juurensha: So sweet! (Although Yi Chen, you should probably talk to Yanyan about your fight with your bestie). Regarding the fight, I feel like while Yi Chen was in the right for not giving Mo Nancheng Luluâs info (Mo Nancheng, thatâs veering into stalker territory, and trying to convince your friend to use his authority over her as her boss to force her to talk to you is really not cool either), I also feel like Mo Nancheng has been biting back a lot of things heâs wanted to complain about about Yi Chen. He definitely didnât have to be as mean and brutal as he was about it, like that went way over the line, but I have thought that Yi Chen doesnât seem to treat him especially well. It does feel like sometimes he was just putting up with him, but if youâre besties, it has to be a two-way street.
xiin: ⦠i want to stab Mo Nancheng wtf
Noks: That was brutal, Mo Nancheng. Part of it true, but part of it was just pure rage, and thatâs gonna hurt both of youâ¦
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