Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

If you didn't know better, you'd think Qiao Yingzi was flirting with him.

Qiao Yingzi finally felt embarrassed.

He quickly stood up.

"Hello, uncle."

"Uh, hello, it's been a while since I've seen you," Zhen Hong said.

"Yeah, I've been busy with school and haven't had time to come over."

"I see." Zhen Hong didn't waste any more words with Qiao Yingzi. "Shao Xiang, I just received news that Fengteng Technology's new mobile game is scheduled to be released next month."

"So fast?" Zhen Shaoxiang was surprised.

"Before the Lunar New Year, Fengteng Technology recruited a large number of programmers and tried to recruit eighteen established technology companies. It seems that whether or not they make money this time is not the main thing; they just don't want to see us making money so easily," Zhen Hong said.

Zhen Shaoxiang nodded.

People!

That's it.

Fengteng brought together eighteen technology companies to create a mobile game similar to Honor of Kings.

The progress has naturally reached an extremely alarming level.

In just two short months, from before the Lunar New Year to after, it has already taken shape and will be launched in three months.

However, he set an example for others.

By doing it themselves, they naturally saved themselves a lot of details and trouble.

"Okay, today is the 7th, and the day after tomorrow, the 9th, we will officially announce that Honor of Kings will hold a professional league."

"Is this really a good time for the players?" Zhen Hong said.

Actually, he didn't understand either, as he had never done it before.

“Dad, you don’t need to worry about that. I know someone who has experience in this area, and I will talk to her,” Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Okay, I'm relieved to hear that." Zhen Hong said, then seemed to remember something, "By the way, Shao Xiang, our company earned 24 billion in two months, how come half of it disappeared all at once? Did the branch office spend so much money?"

"No, not really. As for the branch offices, it only cost less than 100 million. The biggest expense was rent, which is a long-term contract. Cars and houses cost about 50 million. I also invested 50 million in Zhenyi Brokerage, preparing to enter the live-streaming industry. And there's another investment company, Puling, which I invested 500 million in..."

"..."

Zhen Hong felt completely overwhelmed.

"No, Shaoxiang, I'm not saying you're wasting money, but you're running a branch office, a brokerage firm, and an investment company all at once. Can you manage all that? You need to take care of your health."

"Don't worry, Dad, I'm just using my brain and my mouth," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"The most difficult part is actually using your brain."

"okay, I get it."

"Make sure you get plenty of rest," Zhen Hong emphasized again.

... 1.8

In fact, Qiao Yingzi was also completely overwhelmed by what she heard.

Doing so much all at once, with hundreds of millions of dollars involved, must be really tiring.

She said that even if she were given 100 million, she wouldn't know what to do to make money.

"Brother Shaoxiang, I suddenly feel like you're working much harder than I was in school."

"Go to school?" Zhen Shaoxiang shook his head. "I still can't compare to you."

145: A Gift for My Eighteenth Birthday

"is it?"

Qiao Yingzi walked directly behind him.

"Let me massage your head and help you relax."

Her delicate hand pressed directly onto it, and it actually felt quite comfortable.

"thank you."

"Brother Shaoxiang is still being polite to me."

"Do you really feel that studying is the most tiring thing?" Qiao Yingzi asked while pressing the buttons.

"Pretty much," Zhen Shaoxiang said. "Especially during high school, it's normal to study for up to 15 hours a day."

“Yes.” Qiao Yingzi understood. “That’s right. Some of my classmates only sleep three to five hours a day.”

"Yes, I think so."

“Brother Shaoxiang, no wonder you understand me so well. Being number one is really tiring and stressful,” Qiao Yingzi said.

"However, the thrill of being number one is something that number two or three can't match," Zhen Shaoxiang said with a smile.

"Hmm...that's true. I used to be very proud to be number one, but later I really felt like I couldn't keep up. It was so tiring that it was unbearable."

"Perhaps you still lack a bit of talent and motivation for learning," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"That's true."

"Oh? You actually admit it?" Zhen Shaoxiang was surprised. "It seems your level of understanding has also improved. You've even learned to accept your own weakness?"

“Can we really not accept him? That guy, Lin Leier, seems like a learning machine. He never gets bored, never gets anxious, and it’s like he has no other hobbies,” Qiao Yingzi said.

"So, it's easier to relax when people compare themselves to each other. First of all, other people's mindset is something that ordinary people can't achieve," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"That's right! That guy, you really can't find another person who can study for so long and sit there so steadily."

World-weary, swollen brick, guilty p sacrifice, uncle

"hehe."

"Brother Shao Xiang, I feel so relaxed every time I finish talking to you."

There was a pause.

"By the way, my birthday is next month," Qiao Yingzi said.

"A coming-of-age ceremony?"

“Yes, it’s my first birthday. Actually, I’m already over eighteen by the traditional Chinese age reckoning,” Qiao Yingzi said.

"Sure, what kind of gift would you like?"

"Is any gift acceptable?"

"of course."

"it is good!"

"What is it?"

"I won't tell you now. I'll tell you when you celebrate my birthday that day."

"Is it still possible to make it in time?"

“Of course,” Qiao Yingzi said. “Anyway, we’ve already agreed that the gift can be anything.”

"...Fine."

"Uh-huh."

Those who understand already know what Qiao Yingzi is going to give.

Qiao Yingzi still thought that Zhen Shaoxiang would reject her on the day of her coming-of-age ceremony.

Actually.

I couldn’t ask for it.

...

The next day.

Zhen Shaoxiang contacted Ai Qing to have dinner.

We chose a quiet Western-style meal for our meeting.

Ai Qing was still dressed in a business suit, with her flowing short hair at 530, looking very capable and exuding a unique femininity.

"What would you like to eat? You can order," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"President Zhen, please don't be so polite. I don't know how to order, so please do it," Ai Qing said.

"alright."

Zhen Shaoxiang ordered a roast beef with Yorkshire pudding, Scottish fried eggs, bouillabaisse with octopus and potato salad, and a bottle of red wine.

"Is this enough?" Zhen Shaoxiang glanced at the dishes on the table.

“That’s enough, of course it’s enough. You’ve really gone to a lot of trouble, Mr. Zhen,” Ai Qing said.

I am very satisfied with the dishes in front of me.

"That's good. Have you been busy lately?"