Chapter 6
Wei Ge was speechless for a moment, not knowing whether it was because he felt guilty or because Xu Zhou's question was too direct.
"Who told you that? That's not true."
Gossip on campus spreads from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. If someone really thinks Xing Zhao is the person in charge of ARKI, it will spread rumors.
I guess he will be disqualified from competing in the next few days because of this incident.
"That's good. Lin Zi said he heard your voice yesterday, but didn't see you." Xu Zhou paused, not knowing what he was thinking. "That's good. See you at school."
"Okay." Wei Ge hung up the phone with a puzzled look on his face, looking at the missed call and several messages from Xu Zhou last night on his phone.
To be honest, this senior was very nice to me. I guess he was afraid that I would be in danger yesterday.
Wei Ge was thinking about something and took out a sweatshirt from the closet and put it on. It was Xing Zhao who brought him back yesterday, but why did Xing Zhao appear in Cardino?
Cardino is indeed one of the best bars in Lushui. Is Xing Zhao as curious as they are?
Or maybe... Xing Zhao just has that kind of fetish, and he's also attracted to those male models.
Wei Ge shook his head. Xing Zhao had just helped him yesterday, so it might not be a good idea to think about his gossip here today.
He sat down at the table, opened the ARKI software on his computer, and saw that the activity on the opening screen had been updated.
"The competition jointly organized by ARKI and Luda Academy of Fine Arts will start next month. Interested participants can upload their past works to the platform in advance."
To put it bluntly, it is the warm-up before the event. In this day and age, you have to pre-order to buy a mobile phone, watch movies on demand in advance, and even to compete, you have to post your portfolio online in advance.
Wei Ge took a look at the general details of the event. The works with the highest number of likes that include the event topic can skip the preliminary round and enter the finals directly.
This is usually a track reserved for internet celebrities, or it is a lucky charm that can instantly catch this kind of fortune.
But there is still one prize spot, and the lucky person selected by the organizer may also receive a mysterious prize.
It’s not clear what the reward is, but the less clear something is, the more attractive it is.
There is a sense of uncertainty like scratching off a lottery ticket to win a blind box, and I always feel that I can get some lucky prize.
Wei Ge posted several anime characters he had designed before on his social media with two topics. He thought no one would notice him, but unexpectedly, a message popped up two minutes later.
[Bai Ye] gave him a thumbs up.
There is another comment below: Are you a student of LuDa Academy of Fine Arts?
I almost forgot, he has a die-hard fan. I guess this person has followed him. Whenever he posts an update, a message will pop up on the other person's phone.
Wei Ge looked at this sentence for a while, not understanding its meaning. After thinking for a while, he replied: "Yes, you too?"
The other party replied quickly, in two clear and concise sentences: "No."
If you hadn't asked, I would have thought I had met a classmate.
Wei Ge did not reply to the message, but turned off the computer screen. He felt a little hungry and thought about going downstairs to find something to eat.
As soon as he opened the door, he heard a few coughs coming from the study not far away. Wei Ge turned around and saw the butler carrying medicine and about to walk towards Xing Zhao's study.
"What's wrong with Uncle Xing?" Wei Ge and the housekeeper looked at each other unconsciously, and Wei Ge spoke.
"I don't know why he caught a cold last night, and Mr. Xing asked me to bring him some medicine." The butler gestured with the tray in his hand, and Wei Ge subconsciously stretched out his hand.
"I'll go take it to Uncle Xing." Wei Ge smiled obediently, mainly because he didn't know whether Xing Zhao's cold was caused by him.
In order to prevent Xing Zhao from telling Lao Wei that he was drugged in the bar, he now has to work hard to please Xing Zhao.
The butler glanced at Wei Ge's lips, and he didn't know what he was thinking. His initial hesitation turned into certainty. He stretched out his hand and handed the tray to Wei Ge.
"Thank you for your help, young master." The butler smiled at Wei Ge. Wei Ge couldn't stand being called young master.
He clenched the tray in his hands with both hands and opened his mouth towards the housekeeper. What should he call him? Uncle? But he called Xing Zhao uncle. The man in front of him was obviously much older than Xing Zhao.
The butler seemed to understand what Wei Ge wanted to say, "I am Mr. Xing's butler, you can just call me Lao Qin."
In the study, sunlight swept in through the window. Xing Zhao was standing by the bed making a phone call. He was wearing a pair of slim-fitting trousers and a white shirt rolled up halfway, with the collar casually open.
"Old Xing, within an hour of the event starting, three thousand students had already uploaded their works." Shen Che reported on the other end of the phone.
Ever since he knew Xing Zhao's life experience during his school days, Shen Che began to learn the things that a secretary needs to pay attention to.
If he worked in other industries, he might face unemployment, but as a close friend of the rich second generation, as long as the Xing family had a place in Lushui, no matter how bad Xing Zhao's business was, he could still make a living by relying on his buddies.
But what is unexpected is that the brains of rich people are indeed not empty.
All the projects that Xing Zhao took over, no matter how big or small, basically made him a lot of money, and he was also able to revive many "unfinished buildings".
"Uncle Xing." The door of the study was pushed open, and Wei Ge's voice sounded from behind. Xing Zhao's hands froze. He ignored Shen Che who was still talking on the other end of the phone, and directly turned off the phone and turned around.
"I just happened to drop off your medicine on the way." Wei Ge placed the tray on the table beside him, picked up the pills with his fair and slender hands and handed them to Xing Zhao, "Are you sick?"
"It's nothing, I just caught a cold." Xing Zhao took the medicine from Wei Ge's hand, swallowed it down his throat and drank water in one go.
"Caught a cold?" Wei Ge looked at the bright sun outside the window and the air conditioner in the room, which was not turned on. It was midsummer now, and catching a cold...
Is it a bit too empty?
Xing Zhao glanced at Wei Ge, who was full of confusion, and covered his face with one hand and coughed. He couldn't say that he caught a cold because he had taken two cold showers in the past two days.
"I heard that your school is going to hold a design competition next month? Are you planning to participate?" Xing Zhao put the water cup in his hand on the table and asked Wei Ge, intentionally or unintentionally changing the subject.
"Uncle Xing knows about this, too?" Wei Ge looked at Xing Zhao doubtfully. It seemed true. He hadn't asked Xing Zhao about his job since he met him. "I'm planning to sign up, but I'm not sure if I can make it past the preliminary round."
Before, Wei Mingzhe had no idea what Xing Zhao did, he only knew that he was doing well in Lushui.
These two father and son are more carefree than each other and are not afraid at all that Wei Ge will be abducted by human traffickers.
"I heard about it from a friend. If you want to participate, you should prepare well. There are probably many capable players." Xing Zhao did not directly say that he was the founder of ARKI. One reason was because of the rumors he heard from Li Cheng last night. If Wei Ge misunderstood him, it would be difficult to explain.
The second reason was that he was afraid that Wei Ge was the kind of person who liked to use backdoors.
He really wanted to repay the favor, but he also didn't want Wei Ge to develop the bad habit of getting something for nothing as soon as he entered society.
If this kid can't make a name for himself, he will definitely use his own strength to help him.
But before that, he also needs to see clearly what Wei Ge's abilities are. If he is really a talented person, it might not be a bad idea to hand ARKI over to him.
"Uncle Xing, what do you do for a living?" Wei Ge suddenly spoke up, asking him what he did mainly out of politeness and to be responsible for his own safety.
"I work as a manager in a private company." Xing Zhao answered simply. He was indeed a manager in a private company. There were so many companies in the Xing family, and all of them were managed by Xing Zhao.
Wei Ge nodded. Xing Zhao's phone rang again. He glanced at the screen that lit up. "I have some things to take care of these days. I'll be back in about three or four days. If you have anything, you can message me directly or ask Lao Qin to help."
Although the matter of Cardino was handed over to Ji Zeyu yesterday, he was not at all confident in the boy's ability to do things.
Anyone who touches him will naturally have to pay the price. Xing Zhao will not let him go, but he will not handle the matter too awkwardly.
As for what exactly happened, Wei Ge didn't need to know, he just needed to protect himself.
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He really did what he said. Xing Zhao did not come back that night, and Wei Ge was happy and at ease. He didn't need Xing Zhao to pick him up and drop him off at school the next day, and he felt inexplicably much more relaxed.
After all, I didn't live on campus, so when I arrived at school, I went straight to the lecture hall to prepare for class. Before I even entered the classroom, Xu Zhou rushed out from the side.
"Senior?" Wei Ge looked at Xu Zhou in surprise for a moment, then subconsciously glanced at the class schedule on the wall. "You have this class too?"
The upper and lower grades should not be taking classes in the same lecture hall, after all, this course is not an elective.
"No, I just came to see how you're doing." Xu Zhou smiled and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Wei Ge's hair, but Wei Ge dodged him.
This senior student had no sense of boundaries, which made him feel a little uncomfortable for some reason.
"I'm much better, thank you." Wei Ge smiled politely, but his eyes looked at Xu Zhou's other hand which was behind his back.
Xu Zhou noticed Wei Ge's gaze and the smile in his eyes became even more intense. He was not annoyed at all by the disappointment he had just felt. "I bought an extra breakfast just now. Here it is."
Xu Zhou stuffed a sandwich into Wei Ge's hand. When the bell rang, he pushed Wei Ge into the classroom and waved with one hand.
There was no choice, Wei Ge had to run into the classroom with the sandwich. When he sat down, he remembered that he had not had time to say thank you.
He put the book on the table, took out his phone and secretly opened the message under the table.
"Thank you, senior. I won't bother you to bring breakfast next time. I'll treat you to a meal when I have time."
I typed a few words quickly, pressed send in one go, and the other party replied quickly too.
"Which senior, didn't Lao Qin ask someone to prepare breakfast for you?"
Wei Ge froze for a moment when he saw the message, then looked at the avatar frame and the online name without any remarks.
I sent it to the wrong person. How come it ended up at Xing Zhao?
"Sorry, Uncle Xing, I sent it to the wrong person."
After replying this sentence, Wei Ge immediately copied the message sent to Xu Zhou and sent it again.
Xu Zhou replied immediately, "You're welcome. It's my birthday tonight, and I'm treating everyone to cake. Remember to come."
Out of politeness, Wei Ge replied directly, "Got it."
Little did he know that after exiting the chat interface, Wei Ge saw the unread message Xing Zhao had just sent, "I'll go home tonight, let's have dinner together."
"A senior of mine has a birthday tonight, so it might be a little late." Wei Ge carefully typed this line on his phone, hesitating whether to send it.
After all, Wei Ge had stood him up last time, and now he was his savior, so he couldn't reject his kindness again.
So, for some reason, Wei Ge typed a sentence and quickly hit the send button.
"My senior's birthday is tonight, how about... you come too?"
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