Chapter 135 Earning Money Isn't Easy
The four of them stayed on Jiguang Island to play.
Pei Wu sipped ginger tea and basked in the sun. Guan Yan didn't know how to go into the water or dig in the sand, but that didn't stop the young master Guan from sitting elegantly under a huge parasol, drinking fresh coconut juice and enjoying the scenery.
"Are you sure you don't want to get some sun?" Pei Wu suggested.
Guan Yan firmly replied, "No."
As for Lu Xiwen and Chu Lin, leisurely activities like fishing were no longer suitable for the subtle, gradually becoming clearer, and then increasingly competitive atmosphere between them.
Splash—
Lu Xiwen leaped out of the water, revealing his strong and perfect upper body, still clutching a fish in his hand. "Pei Wu, look!"
Pei Wu cupped her hands around her lips like a megaphone: "Okay, I'll make you boiled fish for dinner tonight."
The next second, Chu Lin also emerged from the water. Although he didn't have any fish in his hand, he had two large sea urchins.
Chu Lin had many scars on his chest, some deep and some shallow. Guan Yan was a perfectionist, but his standards didn't apply to Chu Lin. He even felt that an absolutely powerful male creature with a couple of scars on his body was like a medal, exuding a wild and attractive aura.
Another emotion welled up in Guan Yanqing's clear eyes, and he instructed, "Wash it thoroughly, make sure it's clean."
A specially made drink was brought over from the kitchen, with a touch of fruit liqueur added. The aroma was just right, and the color was as blue as the rainbow sea. The mint leaves on top were frozen, and they burst open as soon as you put your mouth in them, instantly making you feel refreshed.
Guan Yan tasted it: "Hmm, not bad."
Pei Wu nodded.
“I made a lot of money from your previous investments,” Pei Wu said. “I’ll treat you to dinner when we get back.”
"You don't consider me a friend?" Guan Yan glanced at him sideways. "This is nothing."
Kuang Junmeng and Cao Guan would regularly give him a sum of money, and he would sit back and collect rent, occasionally asking about the market rate.
"What does Lu Xiwen need lately?" Guan Yan changed the subject: "I'll prepare a birthday present for him."
Pei Wu shook her head: "To be honest, I'm also having a headache."
Guan Yan: "You should package yourself up so that when you pop out of the big gift box, you'll give Lu Xiwen a real shock."
"reject!!!"
As they were chatting, a jet of water suddenly shot into the sky from the sea.
Lu Xiwen raised his hand to block the pheromone attack filled with the smell of gunpowder, and sneered at Chu Lin: "If you can't win, you resort to underhanded tactics?"
Chu Lin said angrily, "I found it first."
Pei Wu squinted and looked. Oh, they were fighting over a big seashell.
Lu Xiwen tossed the seashell up and caught it: "If you're so capable, then take it back."
Chu Lin was choked and became angry.
Bang bang bang!
The water surface was covered with what looked like bursts of water droplets.
Guan Yan, with remarkable foresight, made a hand gesture, and a nearby worker immediately brought over an extra-large umbrella, with the tip facing outwards, perfectly blocking the splashing seawater. The umbrella was removed after things calmed down, without affecting Pei Wu and Guan Yan's drinking and chatting at all.
After they finished eating half a plate of fruit, they saw Lu Xiwen and Chu Lin pulling each other's mouths and ears in a very unladylike manner. Because their pheromones didn't sink into the water, they were surfing on the surface of the sea without boards, maintaining their pinching posture and circling around several times.
The workers on the island gathered to watch, seeing for the first time that top-tier and high-tier fighters were fighting like this.
“Chu Lin is progressing very quickly,” Pei Wu suddenly said. “Perhaps in three to five years, he will really be able to stand out and take charge.”
“None of that matters,” Guan Yan said. “I’m perfectly capable on my own.”
They stayed on the island for almost a week. Before leaving, Lu Xiwen "kindly" greeted General Manager Zhang, saying that the experience was great and that he hoped Zhang would maintain his peak performance so that he could pay an extra 20%.
Mr. Zhang was both amused and exasperated: "Mr. Lu, I'd have to be ten years older to take your order."
Lu Xiwen: "But it has become very famous."
Mr. Zhang remained silent, which indicated his agreement.
Pei Wu's birthday is four months later than Lu Xiwen's. Originally, Lu Xiwen had planned not to celebrate and just cook a bowl of longevity noodles with Pei Wu at home. However, he did not expect that Pei Wu had prepared everything.
Upon learning that Pei Wu had booked an entire floor of Xingding, Lu Xiwen disregarded Lan Zhe's presence and strode up to Pei Wu, saying, "You don't want my money or my card, yet you're spending so much. How are we going to eat in the future?"
Pei Wu: "..." Am I really that incompetent?
Lan Zhe leaned against his desk, coffee in hand, a look of utter disbelief on his face, thinking to himself, "Let's show off, let's keep showing off."
Lu Xiwen said seriously, "Don't do that again. You don't earn money easily."
Pei Wu: "Okay."
Pei Wu had to go to the finance department. Almost as soon as he stepped out the door, Lan Zhe's danger radar went off. He sensed something and tried to leave immediately, but it was too late. Lu Xiwen grabbed him and said earnestly, "Lan Zhe, you've been with me for so many years. If Pei Wu ever has any difficulties in the future, please help him out."
Lan Zhe: "Assistant Pei is doing very well..."
"Nonsense." Lu Xiwen's invisible cat tail practically wagging in the air: "Do you know how much Pei Wu spent on my birthday party?"
Lan Zhe: "..." Heaven is going to destroy me.
Lan Zhe listened to Lu Xiwen muttering for half an hour, feeling as if he had been repaid for the sins he had committed last year.
Within half a day, a group of people in the circle knew the location of Lu Xiwen's birthday banquet and that Pei Wu had organized it all. Before Kuang Junmeng and the others could even say "congratulations," Lu Xiwen had already taken advantage of the situation.
"Given our relationship, it's not unreasonable for you to pay for the drinks, is it?"
"What if we go to karaoke and you won't treat me, buddy?"
"Guan Yan! How did you know I wanted a Mercedes S450?"
Guan Yan thought to himself, "Why aren't you leaving yet? This car is obviously for Pei Wu."
Pei Wu knew she couldn't stop him, so she stopped trying.
Everyone practically counted down the days until Lu Xiwen's birthday.
Guan Yanzhen drove up in a brand new 450, which earned Lu Xiwen's sincere gratitude. He gripped the keys tightly and shook hands with the impatient Guan Yanzhen, then turned around and handed the keys to Pei Wu.
Pei Wu was both amused and exasperated, thinking that she would give Guan Yan an expensive gift when the next project's dividends came through.
Kuang Junmeng, who had been wearing a mask of pain, was actually happy for his brother at this moment. In previous years, Lu Xiwen had a "take it or leave it" attitude when it came to his birthday, but today he was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Cao Guan smiled and smoked a cigarette as he booked a karaoke room with a club manager.
There were quite a few guests today, and the atmosphere was lively. Those who were close sat in a booth drinking and chatting. When the cake was brought out, Kuang Junmeng craned his neck and asked, "Let me see what it says on it? Is it 'Happy Birthday to my dear Lulu'?"
"Go to hell." Pei Wu sneered.
The two-tiered cake, shaped like a pine forest, simply used cream to represent snow, outlining the words "Happy Birthday." Although it didn't express overly enthusiasm, it was clear that a lot of thought was put into it, which is Pei Wu's style.
“Lu Xiwen.” Pei Wu’s features were clearly defined in the dim light, and he was breathtakingly handsome. He then said in a gentle voice, “Happy birthday.”
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