Chapter 22: Testing
"Ah? No...no." Zhou Yang blinked guiltily.
Lin Qiyuan had a basic ability to read people's expressions, so he naturally saw the sparkling light in Zhou Yang's eyes clearly. However, he really couldn't imagine what was going on in the other party's mind that made a grown man like him hold back tears.
"By the way, you brought the chocolate back. Let's split it in half." Zhou Yang felt really embarrassed to take all the hard work of a socially anxious person that he had worked so hard for.
"No need, I don't like it." Lin Qiyuan said in a light tone.
Don’t you love the effort of putting chocolates into your pockets? Don’t you love the pain of prying them out one by one, with a look of pain on your face?
Zhou Yang stuffed half of it into Lin Qiyuan's mouth without saying anything: "Keep it for me first, and I'll give it to you when I want to eat it."
“…”
Lin Qiyuan thought of the other half he had hidden overnight, and wondered how to explain why "half" was different from "half" when he took it out.
After dinner, both of them lay on the sofa like Ge You, but one of them lay more elegantly while the other lay sprawled.
Zhou Yang was the one lying on his back.
With one hand behind her head and the other hand holding up her cell phone, she was swiping. Her legs were spread wide apart, taking up almost half of the long sofa, and her knees were almost touching Lin Qiyuan who was sitting in the middle.
The elegant Lin Qiyuan glanced at Zhou Yang next to him and saw that he didn't treat him as his master at all. He tried hard to recall when the two of them became so harmonious, especially Zhou Yang's sleeping posture like a big lazy bear, which he actually found quite cute.
It must be because I didn’t get enough rest last night, so my brain is not working well.
last night……
Nothing happened last night. He was just a little picky about his bed because he hadn't been home for a long time.
"Sometimes rejecting others is also a virtue." Lin Qiyuan said to Zhou Yang.
Zhou Yang tilted his head back, and when he heard Lin Qiyuan's words, he turned his head to the side, and his eyes met his slightly condemning gaze.
“…”
"What did you say?"
Lin Qiyuan stared at him for a moment, almost to the point of making him shudder, before turning his head away nonchalantly: "Nothing."
People who talk without coherence like this usually deserve to be beaten to death, okay?
Zhou Yang spent a minute brainstorming, "If I live in someone else's house, eat their food, and then beat them to death, a criminal sentence is the least of my worries, but being condemned by public opinion is a big deal."
Then calm down and go upstairs to rest.
After going upstairs, he live-streamed for a while as usual, and then the fan with the ID "I Love Erlang Shenjing" came again. This time he didn't post any big bombs, but he still expressed his love. The fans in the live-streaming room all started to ship the two of them together.
Zhou Yang was helpless and ended the live broadcast early. He could have just ignored it and pretended not to see it, but within two minutes of changing the subject, someone had already helped to change it back.
He asked the administrator for help, but the administrator only told him that the other party was not a minor, did not use any swear words, and his words and actions were in compliance with regulations, so they could not check the other party's IP and account.
To put it another way, for the platform, having people give gifts is something that they would love to have. It does not violate the law, and the platform is already encouraging people, so how could it possibly block accounts or impose restrictions?
After logging off the account, Zhou Yang received an unexpected surprise: the person who had previously talked to him and was interested in purchasing the small game he designed ended his business trip early and returned to S City.
In order to get this done as soon as possible, the two of them made an appointment the next afternoon at a coffee bar called More, near the city center.
The surroundings are quiet, with no shopping malls besides various clubs, making it a great place for business talks. Some romantic couples also choose to go on dates there, earning it the nickname "S City's Dating Mecca." The restaurant isn't expensive, but it's said you have to book at least a week in advance to get a table, so it's quite rare.
Zhou Yang felt much more relieved.
With the precedent of Zhang Mingfeng, after all, they are people I met online, so it’s hard to say whether they are reliable or not.
But since he was able to use his connections to book a larger table, it shows that he has a wide network of contacts and is not short of money. On the other hand, it also shows that he attaches great importance to the content of this meeting.
In the past two days, he took some time to check the copyright prices of similar small games and was surprised to find that they were not bad. At least it was enough for him to leave the Lin family and rent a studio in the city center for half a year.
In short, he was looking forward to this meeting.
The next day, Zhou Yang dressed himself neatly and didn't leave until he felt that he was almost ready for a blind date.
Lin Qiyuan watched him adjust his tie five and a half times and his trouser legs seven and a half times, but still failed to notice that one side of his burgundy tie was pressed down by the corner of his clothes, and there was a long uncut thread on the right side of his trouser leg.
As soon as Zhou Yang left, Lin Qiyuan's cell phone rang.
【Cheng Fei: Let’s make an appointment】
Lin Qiyuan: No appointment
Cheng Fei: Let’s meet at the bowling club. Li Baiyu is also here. Bring your kids along too. It’ll be more fun with more people.
Lin Qiyuan's gaze lingered on the word "little friend" and he sneered.
[Lin Qiyuan: The child is not here, he went out]
[Cheng Fei: You must be bored to death at home, come out quickly]
Lin Qiyuan was definitely not bored to death, but he suddenly felt that the empty house lacked a bit of vitality, so he honestly went to the underground garage and opened the door for his beloved Maybach.
Bowling is not the purpose. Cheng Fei invited Lin Qiyuan and Li Baiyu at the same time because he definitely has something important to do.
For example, Lin Qiyuan’s lifelong event.
Since he had been entrusted by Lin Qiyuan's mother, and considering his own gossipy nature, Cheng Fei secretly made up his mind to find out who the girl the other party liked was.
Cheng Fei and Li Baiyu had naturally communicated privately a long time ago, but nothing came of it.
So, Cheng Fei came up with an idea. The three of them met in front of Lin Qiyuan. Cheng Fei was responsible for observing the expressions of Taotao's female colleagues and determining who they liked through their body language and appearance.
Cheng Fei was naturally not familiar with the girls in the company, so Li Baiyu was the most suitable person to mention, and Li Baiyu became the glorious test stone of love.
The two of them discussed this and that for a while, and then saw Lin Qiyuan go upstairs.
Bowling is of course for you.
All three of them are bowling experts, but Li Baiyu, as the one being exploited, dares not win at all.
Of course, he didn't need to be afraid, as his football skills were no match for his boss.
*
When Zhou Yang arrived at the coffee bar, the man was already waiting at the seat. Judging from the fact that he was never late, he was much better than Zhang Mingfeng.
The man wasn't exactly young, but he certainly wasn't an old man either. His cap was set aside, and he had a crew cut. His hair was thick, and his short, cropped hair looked like a dense mass of needles. Even Zhou Yang, who suffers from trypophobia, felt his hair stand on end. He had a friendly face, his head down, scrolling through his phone.
It was not until Zhou Yang walked in front of him that he seemed to sense something and raised his head.
After being stunned for a full minute, he finally said, "Are you 'Erlang Shenjing'?"
Zhou Yang smiled and extended his hand: "It's me, Brother Yun."
The man said his surname was Yun in the private message, so just call him Brother Yun.
Brother Yun reached out and shook his hand, then looked at him again and said with a smile, "God is so unfair!"
"ah?"
"God has given you a beautiful face, a good voice, and great talent. How can we, the ugly ones, survive?"
Zhou Yang laughed, but he actually admired Brother Yun's frankness.
"Brother Yun, you are too kind. You are a young and promising person!"
"Young? I'm already forty!"
"What? Forty? Impossible! Thirty-five at most!"
Zhou Yang was telling the truth. Fine lines could be seen at the corners of his eyes, but they were not enough to make him look like he was forty years old.
Perhaps because Zhou Yang's tone was too sincere, Brother Yun laughed out loud and took out his ID card from his trouser pocket and handed it to Zhou Yang: "I am really forty years old. You are so good at talking. I like you so much!"
Embarrassing.
Zhou Yang glanced at the ID card. Brother Yun's name was Yun Qinxuan, born in 1980. He did a quick mental calculation and found that he was indeed over 40 years old, almost 41.
Zhou Yang felt that Brother Yun didn't like him, but liked others to praise his youth.
After a brief exchange of greetings, the two quickly got into the main topic.
Brother Yun was as straightforward as he spoke. He would say yes to Zhou Yang's expectations and no to them without any roundabout bargaining.
However, Zhou Yang hadn't met someone he could talk to so well in a long time. Even though they were collaborating, there were some insights into game design interspersed in between, as well as the life experience and wisdom that Brother Yun revealed intentionally or unintentionally, which Zhou Yang found novel and interesting and benefited him a lot.
Yun Qinxuan also has a good feeling towards Zhou Yang. As a visual animal, commonly known as a face-lover, he admires Zhou Yang's looks very much. Who doesn't like a pleasing appearance?
Zhou Yang spoke in a generous and confident manner, neither humble nor arrogant, with a good grasp of the intonation of his voice, and without any beating around the bush, just as straightforward as he was.
After a while, the two of them started calling each other "big brother" and "little brother", acting like friends regardless of age.
*
Bowling is a sport that Cheng Fei has carefully selected. The three players are not at the same level at all. Lin Qiyuan crushes him, and he crushes Li Baiyu.
After less than five games, the three of them felt bored and got up to chat on the balcony.
"Little Li Bai, how is Longcheng doing recently? How long will it take before it goes bankrupt?" Cheng Fei asked Li Baiyu, but his eyes were looking at Lin Qiyuan.
Li Baiyu glanced at Lin Qiyuan, then back at Cheng Fei, and replied cautiously, "Another ten thousand years!"
"So stable? Not to mention that the triangle is the most stable, but besides you, Mr. Zheng, there should be at least one person in charge!" While Lin Qiyuan was not paying attention, Cheng Fei gave Li Baiyu a look.
After receiving the signal, Li Baiyu deliberately paused for a few seconds and replied: "Why is it not a triangle anymore? There is also a female soldier?"
"Ah, your company has a female general manager, how come I didn't know about it?"
Li Baiyu: "Not the general manager, but the public relations manager, Zhao Ling. She's two years younger than me and is a true workplace vixen. If it weren't for her, how could Longcheng Film and Television develop so quickly? Even I usually only dare to call her Sister Ling in the company."
Cheng Fei stared at Lin Qiyuan's face closely. He looked into the distance ahead. With every word Li Baiyu said, Lin Qiyuan's brows furrowed more.
It seems there is a problem, Cheng Fei thought happily.
Cheng Fei was just about to take this opportunity to respond a few more words, pretending to naturally put his arm around Lin Qiyuan's shoulder, ready to ask him what was going on with Zhao Ling.
He glanced casually and saw a face that looked familiar.
Cheng Fei paused: "That's not your home..."
"Sister Ling!"
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