Chapter 60
After Zhan Mu returned to the house, he even went into the desperate game to look for Lu Chao, but there was no one there. It seemed as if he had disappeared again.
He took off his helmet, feeling a bit uneasy. On the one hand, Zhan Mu was still quite worried about Lu Chao. On the other hand, he also felt that due to the special status of Lu Chao, the electronic data person was the most trustworthy person who would not betray him.
He briefly looked at the news online, which focused on three main areas: politics (official media), economy (business), and culture (entertainment)... He paid particular attention to leading figures, and then to current hot topics, in order to understand the needs of the masses.
Like the Lu Chao family, Zhan Mu also guessed that their family was nothing more than top officials who were good at studying. They reached the top in studying and even became the top in scientific research. Unfortunately, they were interfered with in the political struggle between countries and became victims.
Even a movie was made.
As for his ending up as a digital life, it was a variable, an unexpected change that even the top management could not have anticipated.
The next day, Zhan Mu opened the shop as usual. As he was lifting the shutter door at the entrance, he was tapped on the shoulder. It was his younger brother Chang Jian, who had left earlier the previous day. He smiled and said, "Brother, good morning."
"What's the matter?" Zhan Mu ignored him for the time being, but actually guessed in his heart that he was trying to get close to him.
"Well, brother, I'm just curious. I think you're amazing, like you have clairvoyance. How do you predict the future?" Zhan Changjian said, arranging his words. "Do you know how busy your shop was during the four months you disappeared? Especially that Hongchang Printing Factory, you know? They were actually shut down later. Hahahaha, you're amazing."
Zhan Mu was slightly happy for a moment, then returned to normal. He turned around and said, "I must have done something. Oh, don't ask me, it's about making money. Well, the first pot of gold of the rich is a bit shady, you know what I mean."
He sat back in his own small shop, feeling a little flattered by Zhan Changjian's compliments, but Zhan Mu knew very well that he couldn't just say such nice words for nothing.
"Brother, I want to follow you too." Seeing Zhan Mu sitting with his legs crossed and drinking a drink, Zhan Changjian glanced at him and said tentatively.
"I..." Zhan Mu felt so happy from the bottom of his heart.
But he thought about it carefully and sighed, "But my current money isn't enough to expand my business. And I don't understand management. Yes, I do want to be a big boss, but I feel like the ceiling for my current career isn't very high. Oh, I don't understand either. I think I should change my career later."
"Change career?" Zhan Changjian looked at him with confusion.
Zhan Mu stood up quickly, smiled, then covered his head with his hands, appearing to be under great pressure. He explained, "I've recently figured it out. I want to work in an industry that I can control. In other words, I can see my own strengths and even my position in it."
"Do you understand what I mean?" Zhan Mu looked at Zhan Changjian, but only got a shake of his head, even confusion.
Zhan Mu sighed, then replied, "People can't always engage in intrigue and evil ways. This is one of the means, but the most important thing is to engage in industry."
Zhan Changjian: "Brother, I almost don't understand what you are saying."
"I want to do live streaming." Zhan Mu suddenly had an idea, his eyes flashing, and he said, "Yes, isn't group live streaming very popular? It makes money quickly. I plan to set up an entire team to do this. What do you think?"
Zhan Changjian admired the excitement on his face and his eager ambition to try. He was immediately encouraged and nodded, saying, "Okay, sure, brother. So, what should we do next?"
"Well, I might as well go back to Wanzhou, ask around and find a rental house, somewhere I can do live streaming anyway." Zhan Mu did what he said and immediately checked the train tickets on his phone.
"Chang Jian, help look after the store." Zhan Mu took two steps out, turned back, snapped his fingers, and said, "I'll treat you to a meal later. Can we discuss the money and salary at the end of this month?"
Zhan Changjian nodded in confusion.
Zhan Mu opened his phone. He had been planning to open the mini program himself, but then he realized that he was rich now, so he switched to a private car. He felt relaxed and happy, and he looked up at the sky and smiled, as if he was thanking fate for its gift.
He didn't even notice what kind of car it was, but he felt that the back seat was incredibly wide, enough to accommodate his long legs. In short, it was great.
This time, he did not go straight home, but went to real estate agencies to inquire where there were cheap houses, or to build a studio and set up scenery, and recruit people to do group broadcasts of eating or dancing.
Just as Zhan Mu took a fancy to a residential area near the city outskirts and surrounded by elderly people, he immediately came up with a plan and began to think about the follow-up.
After a morning, Zhan Mu found a noodle restaurant and ate while watching videos. Fortunately, An Jing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, sent him a warm message of condolences.
Voice output.
An Jing: (Screenshot: Hongchang Printing Factory exposed for ink composition issues)
An Jing: "Wow, you're such a talent. It's only been less than half a year, right? Tsk tsk. Hey, reply to my message. You're so stingy, hurry up and reply to my message."
An Jing: "I passed by your hometown a while ago and saw a new printing shop opened by Master Zhan. Is it you who opened it?"
Zhan Mu became furious when he heard this tone.
Are we familiar with each other? Zhan Mu was overwhelmed. He had never seen such a weirdo as Teacher An. He was so arrogant last time we had dinner together, so why did he have the nerve to pretend to be intimate again? What a shame!
But Zhan Mu remembered something and sent a message asking, "Teacher An, to be honest, why did you give me the fluid? We're brothers, so if you can tell me the price, I'll pay you back. Lu Chao is a nice guy, and we get along well."
"I didn't send you off. I just put you somewhere temporarily." An Jing answered without any context, and Zhan Mu couldn't understand what he said.
Zhan Mu was puzzled, and after taking two more mouthfuls of noodles, his mind suddenly exploded, and he sent a message: Are you fucking spying on me?
An Jing, who was spinning a pen in his office, typed back, "How could that be? We're good friends." You know, ever since the advent of the electronic data person, many hidden dangers have emerged in society. Haha, our job is to observe the changing situation and then implement a small amount of control.
Zhan Mu suddenly stood up in the noodle shop.
With terrifying guesses and a chill down his spine, Zhan Mu didn't reply to him for a long time. His mind was racing and he didn't even want to continue chatting.
What An Jing meant by this sentence is that the fluid was given to you on purpose, Zhan Mu.
They knew about Lu Chao's existence early on, and they were curious about how the situation would develop. So after Lu Chao contacted you, they kept observing and monitoring you.
Zhan Mu was frightened and felt nauseous at the same time. He even thought about all the times they played games together before and felt it was hypocritical and artificial.
Zhan Mu froze in place for a long time, at a loss. He looked at the noodles he hadn't finished and felt that he had lost his appetite. Then, An Jing sent another picture, which was very strange. It was a selfie of him holding himself and making a "yeah" gesture to the camera.
Two Anjing? Zhan Mu’s mind was in turmoil. He looked over and finally understood. One was the real him, and the other was made of fluid, the one he had shown them when they first met.
Zhan Mu understood, and recalled all the love he had shown to Lu Chao before, even the excitement of thinking he had found a treasure... Now all he felt was nausea and disgust, and that physical disgust made him want to vomit.
Yes, yes, how could he forget that fluid is just the material of electronic data people, and this material is inherently genderless. It can be male or female, even large or small, so it can become a kind of anyone, a suit! Things!
Zhan Mu then realized that he was wrong, extremely wrong, and even that he had given his all in vain. His yearning for love and even his wish for a better future became - worthless at this moment.
What did I love...Zhan Mu felt like his heart was being cut into pieces.
The next second, even Zhan Mu was frightened, because Lu Chao came back and sent him a text message, saying: Haha, are you there? Can you see it? I've been waiting for you in the game, but I haven't run into you. Are you back? Can you see the message I sent? (Little yellow face shy smile)
Zhan Mu was breathing heavily, with an inexplicable fear and disgust. He even wanted to smash his phone. Of course, he did so. He immediately threw the phone into the trash can and walked out feeling like the sky was falling.
However, the traffic on the road was still calm and unhurried, no one paid any attention, no one cared. Zhan Mu wanted to cry again, wondering what the hell had happened to him to have to go through so many things that completely overturned his worldview!
"Hey, young man, have you left? You haven't paid yet." A voice brought him back to reality. Zhan Mu turned back tiredly and looked at the proprietress in an apron. She had a little resentment in her eyes, as if she was afraid that he would dine and dash.
"Oh, you dropped your phone." She was kind enough to pick it up from the trash can and handed it to Zhan Mu, reminding him, "It's your phone, right?"
Zhan Mu didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes.
He nodded, took the phone, paid for the noodles, and then looked over. Lu Chao was like a naive idiot, knowing nothing at all, and was sending him messages. Although his words were full of concern, Zhan Mu looked pretentious, with only a chill in his heart and numbness.
"You're not even a human being!" Zhan Mu was so fascinated that he staggered along the road for a while. Finally, with shaking hands, he yelled at Lu Chao through voice chat: "Get lost! Fake! You're not even a human being! Why do I like you?! Get out!"
After saying that, Zhan Mu couldn't stand it anymore, and smashed the phone hard, watching it smash into pieces on the ground with a loud noise and white smoke.
Passersby witnessed it, but they didn't recognize him and thought he was a madman, so they quickly left.
A sudden rain fell from the sky, light and dense, but the coldness could not hurt Zhan Mu at all. He stood there in a daze, staring at the flashing traffic lights not far away, for a long, long time.
Zhan Mu was so tired, mentally and physically exhausted. People's joys and sorrows are different, and even he was the only one who understood this storm. He squatted on the side of the road as if his legs were weak, crying silently, and no one cared.
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It was getting late and people couldn't sleep on the street. Zhan Mu had nowhere to go, so he went back home. He didn't tell his parents his story because it was too difficult to explain. He just rummaged through his wallet and luckily he had more than a thousand yuan in it.
Zhan Mu said, "Dad, Mom, I want to buy a cell phone... Here's the money. Can we place the order now?"
Zhan's mother took it and looked at him with a frown, her expression puzzled.
Not only that, he continued mumbling to himself, madly, as he replied, "I've thought it through. I must buy BH Company. I won't allow anyone to touch my things. Be it Lu Chao or business... An Jing, hmph, what a nobody."
Zhan's father and mother saw that he was inexplicably emotional.
Zhan Mu's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth, speaking fiercely with immense determination and hatred, "I want Lu Chao to truly live! Belong only to me!"
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