Liang Zhirou felt especially fortunate that Chen Lu was willing to accompany her.

If Chen Lu hadn't mentioned it, she would have definitely turned around and refused the meeting.

It's fine to discuss things on WeChat, but if you actually meet in person, she definitely won't be able to say a single word.

But... isn't it a bit too much for Chen Lu to wear sunglasses?

She looked at Chen Lu's smug and cocky demeanor and something just didn't seem right.

"Does an artist like me even need an assistant?" the girl suddenly asked, somewhat puzzled.

“It’s normal for an artist of your caliber to have an assistant, right? Xiao Jie was Lin Miaomiao’s assistant from the beginning.” Chen Lu explained patiently, “You’re not drawing comics. Many comic artists, both domestically and internationally, have their own teams. They each have someone responsible for drafts and storyboards. Some even have a whole truckload of people.”

Liang Zhirou nodded blankly.

I didn't understand.

But it seems pretty impressive.

They called over both of the children's grandmothers, and the two finally got the chance to act like a couple who had forgotten their children.

Just as Liang Zhirou stepped out of the building, she closed her eyes and took two deep breaths of fresh air. Just as she was about to step out and hop around, Chen Lu suddenly grabbed her again.

“You didn’t eat much this morning, so eat this fructose.”

"Oh~"

Chen Lu fed the girl the fructose, then took her hand with satisfaction.

The green apple-flavored candy released a sweet sensation in her mouth, and Liang Zhirou's eyes just curved into a smile when she suddenly froze.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't experience this for a while during her pregnancy, she would have gotten used to it.

Since her hypoglycemic coma, Chen Lu has silently maintained this meticulous habit for three years.

In other words, for the past three years, Chen Lu has been quietly paying attention to whether she was eating properly, down to whether she was consuming enough sugar each day.

This is why she subconsciously didn't care that she could have low blood sugar.

"Don't worry about it so much, it's been so long~" Liang Zhirou rested her head on Chen Lu's shoulder, like a koala, snuggling close to him affectionately.

"Just open your mouth and eat, you don't need to worry about it."

Chen Lu looked around but couldn't find a trash can, so he simply stuffed the candy wrapper into his pocket and then said in a deep voice:

"I will be on guard against this for the rest of my life."

Liang Zhirou didn't say anything more, but simply tightened her grip on his arm.

......

At 10 a.m., the two arrived at the reception room of Brave Network.

They sat side by side at a dark solid wood table, in the center of which were several bunches of jasmine flowers in full bloom.

You can vaguely see a few water droplets still clinging to it, so it must have been watered not long ago.

Liang Zhirou was still taking deep breaths, looking rather dazed, but Chen Lu had already made a preliminary assessment of the company.

The other party must value this simpleton's abilities, or at the very least, be willing to actively discuss the matter.

"Although this game is very popular, this company doesn't seem to be as big as yours," Liang Zhirou suddenly whispered in Chen Lu's ear.

Chen Lu then realized that it seemed to be true.

It's surprising that Polaris, now a behemoth in the industry, can even disregard a company like this.

Back when it was just a small studio, I never imagined this day would come.

Although what he was thinking was quite pathetic, he still pushed up his sunglasses and chuckled calmly, "Just kidding, don't you know who your husband is?"

Liang Zhirou lowered her head, fidgeted with her fingers, and subtly raised the corners of her mouth, saying in a gentle yet proud tone, "My...my husband is the best."

Chen Lu listened with great pleasure, using all his strength to suppress the urge to smile, turning his face to the side to maintain a calm expression.

After thinking about it, he decided to give a few more instructions.

"Don't let them know your ideal fee. Just ask for the highest you can, since we're in the middle of a negotiation. Also, if you can't answer a question right away, change the subject or say you'll think about it later."

"OK!"

"You'll have to work hard on yourself. Right now, I'm just a poor mute assistant with the buff that makes you dare to speak. Don't expect me to help you."

Chen Lu never intended to take full responsibility from the beginning. This silly girl is already a mother of two, how can she be so socially awkward?

No matter how many scars the past has inflicted on this simpleton, he can slowly heal them.

Liang Zhirou is only twenty-two years old now. The past she doesn't want to recall is only a few years long, and it won't grow any longer.

Sooner or later, he and Liang Zhirou will spend more time together than she is now.

Whether it's ten years or twenty years, he has plenty of time to help this simpleton gradually improve.

"I...I will try my best!" The girl nodded vigorously, looking very determined.

"You don't need to talk to your husband like that."

A slight blush rose to Liang Zhirou's cheeks. She glanced down at her phone, noticing that the appointed time was fast approaching. She quickly took a few deep breaths and muttered to herself:

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be nervous, there are other companies willing to discuss it..."

Chen Lu: ?

No, there are people who comfort themselves like this?

"...It's best not to tell yourself you have a way out." He said softly, "When I was in college, whenever I started to hesitate about whether to skip a class, I was probably already out of that class."

Liang Zhirou then realized that she had muttered something aloud, pursed her lips, and nodded somewhat shyly.

"Let me warm you up first, Mu Zhimu. Do you have any dreams?" Chen Lu turned to look at her.

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