Chapter 266 Why Choose You? Jiu Ye Passes By (Part 1)
"Sister Chen Xing?!"
Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow: "Why, are you surprised to see me?"
"What a coincidence..." Wu Qian got off the bicycle, steadying himself with both hands, feeling surprised and at a loss.
"Unfortunately," she said, "I came here just to see you."
Wu Qian was stunned: "?"
"Let's talk somewhere else. I'm tired of standing."
"Oh! There's a convenience store next door..."
There are several tables and chairs outside the convenience store.
Wu Qian locked his bicycle, went in and bought two bottles of mineral water, put one next to Jiang Fuyue and kept one for himself, then sat down.
"I'm sorry, there aren't many coffee shops or tea houses around here, so I'll have to make do with this."
Jiang Fuyue waved her hand and withdrew her gaze from his locked bicycle. "I remember you had a scooter."
The man was stunned: "I sold it last week."
Jiang Fuyue didn't ask him why, she just said, "Have you found a job?"
"Yeah. Working as an administrator in a small company."
“Or is it the live streaming industry?”
Wu Qian shook his head and laughed at himself, "Maybe I'm really not suited to this line of work. Every time I change jobs, I think I can get a promotion, but in reality, I just get worse and worse. This time, I was directly fired..."
At this point, he paused and said, "I'm sorry to let you hear such negative things."
Jiang Fuyue curled her lips: "Your evaluation of yourself is completely opposite to Jiang Chenxing's."
"Chen Xing..." The man hesitated. "I saw he stopped live streaming. Is he okay? Did Yimi's bankruptcy affect him? I knew it!" Wu Qian gritted his teeth and punched his leg angrily. "That villain Zhang Kehua must have tricked you into re-signing the contract..."
"You are still paying attention to this industry." Jiang Fuyue used a declarative sentence.
Wu Qian's eyes flickered slightly. "I occasionally see it online. In this era of big data, push notifications and such are common. It might be related to the industry I used to work in, so... this is normal!"
His expression was serious and every word he said was sincere. It was unclear whether he was telling Jiang Fuyue or trying to convince himself.
"Really?" the girl asked back, "Did the big data push tell you that Jiang Chenxing has stopped broadcasting?"
Wu Qian: “…”
"Since you visited his livestream, you should have noticed the fans' comments."
The man frowned: "What do you want to say?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Nearly one-third of the messages are asking Angkor to go back. What do you think about this?"
Wu Qian's eyes flashed with embarrassment. He lowered his eyes and shook his head slowly: "I'm a loser. When I was young, I lacked determination and courage and couldn't step out of my comfort zone. I chose to change jobs in middle age. Oh, actually, it's not really a job change. Strictly speaking, it can only be called forced job change. If I didn't change, my employer would have fired me sooner or later..."
The man sat on a cheap plastic chair, with the thick night behind him and a look of dejection and frustration on his face. He was like a tree bent by a blizzard, unable to straighten up again.
Wu Qian is just an inconspicuous one in the huge group of middle-aged people. He is unknown and content with the status quo. He has a desire to become rich, but he does not have the energy to go against the current.
He was even worse off.
The failure of his career directly led to the breakdown of his marriage.
Overnight, his wife, children, car, house and money were all gone.
His first twenty years of struggle became a joke, and half a lifetime of hard work turned into nothing.
“…I’m not worth it,” he said. “Not at all.”
"Are you just going to accept your fate like that?" The girl's voice remained unchanged, with no sympathy or sighs.
It seems like just a simple question.
Do you admit it?
Wu Qian held his head in his hands.
But what else can he do now except accept his fate?
"I'm forty, not fourteen, not twenty, I..."
Jiang Fuyue: "Does age matter?"
Wu Qian: "At least it's easier to succeed."
"Did you succeed when you were fourteen or twenty?"
"……No."
“Does age matter anymore?”
"...I don't know." The man looked confused.
Jiang Fuyue saw his dejected look and frowned slightly: "Just pretend I wasn't here today."
After saying that, he stood up and left.
At this moment, she was disappointed.
No matter in the previous life or this life, no matter what difficulties and hardships she encountered, the word "give up" did not exist in her dictionary.
Wu Qian's lifeless attitude really annoyed her.
A grown man, even if he falls down, even if he loses his arms and legs, as long as he is still alive, he should not be so cowardly!
Jiang Fuyue is not a psychological counselor, so it is not her job to give guidance.
If Wu Qian can figure it out, she doesn't mind giving him a hand; if he can't, it only proves that he is a hopeless person and not worth the bother.
"Wait a moment--"
At this moment, the man who was still feeling sorry for himself suddenly stood up and shouted at the girl's back as she left.
Jiang Fuyue stopped but did not look back.
Wu Qian knew that this was his last chance. In his forty years of life, there had never been a moment when he was more clear-headed than now.
"Can you help me?" He spoke each word with a burning look in his eyes.
Jiang Fuyue turned around and said, "Okay."
Half a minute later, the two of them returned to their original seats.
Wu Qian: "What should I do?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Go back and continue to be Jiang Chenxing's agent. I will prepare a separate agency contract. The old rules still apply. You can only manage him."
"Also, here's 500,000..." Su Bai's fingertips pressed a check and pushed it in front of the man. "Yimi has fallen, but Linhuai's anchor industry will not be empty. With this money, how many fish can you catch in this muddy water? Whether they are big fish or small fish depends on your ability."
Wu Qian looked at the bold letters "Five Hundred Thousand Yuan" in front of him and inevitably fell into a daze.
"You..." He swallowed hard, not feeling the surprise of sudden wealth, but only fear in his heart and eyes, "Where did you get so much money?"
Doesn’t the Jiang family run a pancake shop?
Why can a child easily come up with 500,000 yuan?
That’s right, in Wu Qian’s eyes, Jiang Fuyue is just a child.
Although she is mature and smart, she even has foresight and strong courage that adults do not have.
But she's only eighteen! So young! Still studying, relying on her parents for support...
"I can't take this money!"
Jiang Fuyue's face was expressionless: "Do you know where you failed?"
Wu Qian: “?”
The young girl didn't give the middle-aged man any face——
She said, "Your cautiousness makes you miss opportunities; your hesitation makes it difficult for you to show your talents; and your meddling and asking questions are completely unnecessary!"
Wu Qian frowned, unable to refute.
Because, everything she said was right!
I am just that kind of person.
There is no courage, bravery, ruthlessness or decisiveness at all.
"Then why did you choose me?" He suddenly looked up, his eyes burning.
Jiang Fuyue is rich, she can choose anyone, why herself? And on what basis?
The girl smiled and said, "Although you have many shortcomings, your strengths are also outstanding."
"Advantages?" Wu Qian was slightly stunned.
Does he have it?
Jiang Fuyue: "You are kind and have a bottom line."
Wu Qian: "Isn't that cowardly, soft-hearted, and lacking courage?"
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "A little bit."
“…”
"But none of that matters."
Wu Qian: “?”
Jiang Fuyue: "Your care and seriousness towards Jiang Chenxing are the fundamental reasons why you were chosen."
…
"Master Jiu, there's a traffic jam ahead." The driver spoke cautiously in the quiet car.
Xie Dingyuan opened his eyes and looked out the window.
Driver: "I know a small road that goes through the residential area across the street and can bypass the congestion. What do you think?"
"Then let's go around."
“Hey!”
The driver immediately turned around and drove into a residential area.
The black Bentley passed through the dilapidated streets, and outside the window were old residential buildings that were constantly receding.
Everything seemed so out of place.
"Master Jiu...can I pull over for a moment? There's a convenience store up ahead. I promised to buy some candy for my daughter..."
"Can."
The driver breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stepped on the brakes and stopped the Bentley.
Then he pushed the door open, crossed the street, and headed straight into the convenience store across the street that was still open.
Because his steps were too big, his coat was lifted up and fell onto the arm of a middle-aged man sitting at the door of the store.
"I'm sorry, sir. Are you hurt?" the driver apologized immediately.
Wu Qian waved his hand: "It's okay."
Then, he bent down and picked up the check that had fallen to the ground.
The driver apologized again before going into the store.
Wu Qian continued talking to Jiang Fuyue.
At this moment, in the Bentley across the street, Xie Dingyuan lowered the window to take a breath...
The first update is 2,000 words, the second update will be at 11 o'clock.
Xie 99: Today is another day where I feel my presence~
(End of this chapter)
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