The orange morning light jumped into the gaps in the curtains, sneaked into the cool-toned living room, and crawls on the clean floor.
The cigarette was rolled, passed over the master, and hovered in the air.
A burst of bells suddenly shattered the silent space, causing the translucent coffee table to whine.
The cold white hand squeezed the cigarette butt and crushed it in the ashtray, slender fingertips swiped the screen of the mobile phone, and connected the call.
"Zhou is busy, Xiaoyuan Day is coming. I thought about it all night last night. I really don't know what gift to give. You can help me come up with an idea."
Tang Zhou turned on the speakerphone, leaned back on the sofa, looked away from the wall clock, and tugged at the corners of his lips.
Same time, same question.
After waking up from a dream last night, he sat on the sofa all night, and finally waited for the result.
That dream did indeed become a reality.
He followed his own answer in the dream and said boredly, "Just ask him what he wants."
"Is there no surprise if you ask?"
After smoking for half the night, Tang Zhou's voice was hoarse.
"Don't ask may become frightened."
"… "
The other side was silent for a second and sighed, "I shouldn't have asked you, it's really urgent to go to the doctor. Why is your voice so hoarse and you haven't slept well?"
Hearing the question that was different from the dream, Tang Zhou felt a little fresh. He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes to block unsolicited light.
"Lu Ye, what would you think if one day you found out that you were just a character in the virtual world?"
Lu Ye: "Did you watch Westworld last night?"
This answer was expected, Tang Zhou chuckled lightly and didn't speak any more.
Lu Ye was already used to his temper, and then he said, "What do you think about Fu? You don't always hate that kind of person? Why did you agree to invest before?"
If Tang Zhou hadn't dreamed, he would probably have perfunctory. But after pondering for a long time, he said seriously: "I invest because his project has investment value, and it has nothing to do with who he is. Also, if I remember correctly, the content of your previous investigation can only prove him. It has something to do with Xiaoyuan's father, so it cannot be proved that he is an illegitimate child."
Lu Ye was very surprised, "Didn't you hate him before? And his attitude towards Xiaoyuan is really strange. I'm really worried that he will hurt Xiaoyuan."
Tang Zhou only dreamed of his own ending. He didn't know what other people in the dream experienced later, but at the end of the dream, Qiao Yuan's family was indeed torn apart, and he was hit hard. In order to help Qiao Yuan, Lu Ye did Got embarrassed.
From Lu Ye and Qiao Yuan's point of view, Fu Shen is indeed a "villain". He stirred up the storm and made Qiao Yuan face a series of heavy blows.
As a friend of Lu Ye and Qiao Yuan, Tang Zhou naturally stood on the opposite side of Fu Shen because of Fu Shen's background.
But from Fu Shen's standpoint, what he did was understandable.
Tang Zhou lit another cigarette, choked suddenly, coughed so hard, and after a while, he said, "I not only watched 'Westworld', but also 'Pride and Prejudice'."
The one in the dream, because of contempt and arrogance, was framed by his illegitimate younger brother, whom he once looked down on, and ended up in a notorious end.
"Are you all right?" Lu Ye had been with him for many years and noticed something was wrong. "Why do you cough so badly and speak strangely. Is it your... family business?"
Tang Zhou burst out laughing, filling his eyes with ridicule, "It won't be now if something happens."
"That's right, after all, you haven't officially taken over the company." Lu Ye sighed and instructed, "But if you really have something to do, please tell me, don't carry it alone."
Tang Zhou's voice was hoarse, "Well. I have something else to do, let's talk."
"Wait! Xiaoyuan Day, are you coming?"
"Um."
After finishing the call, Tang Zhou put out the cigarette butt and opened the curtains remotely.
The sun in early spring was gentle and bright, and as the curtains opened, they scrambled to break through the transparent glass and caressed his cheek. Tang Zhou was born with cold white skin, slightly deep eye sockets, and slightly drooping long eyelashes, which cast a shadow just to cover the dark circles under his eyes after staying up late. Under the bridge of his tall nose, his pale pink lips were pursed tightly.
Like a decadent jade carving.
When Fu Shen came over, what he saw was such a picture. The movement of entering the door awakened the contemplative jade carving, the jade carving raised his eyes, the light brown pupils were like crystal clear glass balls, calm and solemn.
He used to play with this kind of glass ball when he was a child. It was cold when he first tentacled, and it became hot after a while.
The house was full of smoke, which was very choking.
Fu Shen took a few steps forward, glanced at the piles of cigarette butts on the coffee table, and consciously bent over to clean it up.
He remembered that Tang Zhou didn't usually smoke much.
But it has nothing to do with him, he is only responsible for cleaning up.
"I called you here, not to clean up." Tang Zhou coughed lightly, his throat couldn't stand it, and habitually ordered, "Pour me a glass of water."
Fu Shen put down the ashtray, picked up the cup and went under the water dispenser to collect water.
The water was warm and moisturised the throat just fine.
Tang Zhou drank several sips in a row, and his dry throat finally eased. He glanced at the young man who was bending over to sort out the garbage bags, and said, "Sit down."
Fu Shen raised his head and made eye contact with him, showing a bewildered look.
He's handsome, the kind of manly handsome guy. His short hair is neat and clean, his eyebrows are thick, his eyes are clear and energetic, his lips are also beautiful, and he has wheat-colored skin. He wears an ordinary black sports zipper jacket, which is only pulled up two-thirds to reveal the white T-shirt inside.
It's no different from the usual college boys, just a little more handsome than most.
If Tang Zhou hadn't dreamed, he would probably have been deceived by the illusion shown by the person in front of him.
It is not ordinary for an ordinary college student to become the biggest dark horse in the business world of Jiangcheng in a few years, and to bring his own father into disrepute.
Seeing that Fu Shen stayed still, Tang Zhou said again, "Sit down."
Fu Shen no longer hesitated, and sat directly opposite Tang Zhou, with a clean smile and the feeling of a brother next door.
As a result, he was stunned by the "bomb" dropped by Tang Zhou in the next second.
"What?" he asked in surprise.
Tang Zhou patiently repeated: "The previous agreement is invalid, I can give you the funds immediately, as much as you want, I will give as much, but I have a condition."
As the heir of the Tang family, Tang Zhou has been famous in the industry since he was a teenager. He seems to be hanging on, investing whatever is popular. Now that he is about to graduate from college, he has become a well-known golden hand in the industry. Most of them are people. Lined up for his favor.
A month ago, Fu Shen, on behalf of his team, came to Tang Zhou to discuss cooperation. Even if he knew that Tang Zhou had a prejudice against him, he had to come to Tang Zhou in order not to disappoint the team and to start the project after hitting numerous walls in other places.
Tang Zhou gave him two options.
Investment can be done, and Fu Shen has to serve him as a life assistant for half a year. Otherwise there is no way.
Fu Shen compromised.
This month, Tang Zhou "enslaved" him in a different way, and let him do whatever he wanted, just like a "bully".
At least Tang Zhou thought so.
But in Fu Shen's eyes, these little tricks made by Tang Zhou were just petty tricks for him. The eldest young master who was born in the rich and noble nest has no idea what real human suffering is.
Compared to what Fu Shen experienced when he was a child, Tang Zhou's "making things difficult" was completely painless.
After working as a laborer for half a year and getting an investment, this business is worth it.
Now, the financier has to change the agreement.
Fu Shen smiled, his eyes fell on the blue shadow under Tang Zhou's eyes, as if he didn't understand negotiation, and cautiously said, "Senior, please speak."
The two were studying at the same university, Tang Zhou was about to graduate in his fourth year, and Fu Shen was only in his second semester, and he was usually called "senior senior".
"I want more original shares."
Tang Zhou's hoarse voice settled, and the room was silent.
Fu Shen's smile gradually subsided, his amber eyes narrowed involuntarily, his eyes turned against the light, and seemed to be cold.
In the original agreement, as long as Fu Shen worked as a life assistant for half a year, Tang Zhou would invest 5 million, accounting for 5% of the shares.
The initial investment in the game project is quite huge. Five million is only a small amount, but even a small amount is a huge sum of money for Fu Shen's team.
Fu Shen has a talent for computers, and he has been able to make money by selling software since high school. But making money by selling software is a drop in the bucket for a game developer.
Five million is not much, not much.
A five percent stake is not much, but not a lot.
Fu Shen was wondering why Tang Zhou suddenly changed his mind, and whether this had anything to do with him suddenly smoking madly.
He stared at Tang Zhou and asked, "How much can you invest?"
Tang Zhou understated it, but said loudly: "Do what you need."
He thought about it for most of the night and decided to change the ending in his dream, and Fu Shen was a very good partner.
After so many years of investing, Tang Zhou's personal assets are already beyond the reach of many people in a few lifetimes. He has vision and investment talent. The reason why he ended up like this in his dream was just blinded by the so-called family affection.
In other words, he bound himself with the shackles of family affection.
Fu Shen smiled again and asked, "How many shares do you want?"
"Forty percent."
Fu Shen: "..." This is completely in the lion's mouth.
His smile didn't change, "Today seems to be April 1st."
"I'm not kidding."
Of course, Tang Zhou didn't really want 40%. He just wanted to see if Mr. Fu, who was strategizing in his dream, would show a different look.
Fu Shen is not the President Fu of a few years later, the smile has disappeared, and a pair of thick eyebrows are slightly frowned, trying to convince Tang Zhou: "The shares I can even out are at most ten percent."
"Too little." Tang Zhou fully showed the ruthlessness of capitalists.
The fist hanging by his side clenched quietly, Fu Shen lowered his head in thought, and after a while he said, "I can't agree to your conditions."
This was expected by Tang Zhou, he pretended not to care, "That's it."
Fu Shen stood up slowly, his tall and straight figure made him look condescending.
He fixedly looked down at Tang Zhou, and suddenly laughed again, "Unauthorized termination of the agreement, senior Tang will not give an explanation?"
The youth's body blocked the dazzling sunlight, allowing Tang Zhou to look up at him wantonly.
"Two statements. I can take responsibility for the breach of contract, or you can go back and ask the team, they agree or not."
Fu Shen: "..."
A fool would agree.
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Five million is definitely not enough to make a game project. If you have any doubts, you can't explain everything at once.
Finally, I wish the Children's Day is coming soon!