Chapter 183 Why



"By the way, it's best not to leak this matter." Liu Hao reminded, "Otherwise, we might be in big trouble."

206 The little fat boy, his eyes full of curiosity: "What do you mean?"

Liu Hao looked at Zeng Hailin and asked, "Do you remember the name of the company where you and Hao Ren work?"

"Yanyu Technology, Yanyu...Yu?" Hao Ren exclaimed, "No way, no way, this Yu is the Yu from Xiao Yu, right?"

Zeng Hailin frowned as he thought of something. "So, when Xiao Yu came to our company before, it wasn't because he was dubbing his work, but because he was the boss there?"

Hao Ren: "How could it be? This is just a coincidence..." He didn't finish the sentence because he suddenly remembered Xiao Yu's pollen allergy and the man who came to pick him up. "Fuck, I mean, with my level, why did the teacher choose me to join Yanyu Technology..." And yet, someone like Xiao Yu didn't get in.

Zeng Hailin interrupted Hao Ren: "What do you mean? Is it still because of Xiao Yu?"

Liu Hao: -_-||……

206 Four: What on earth are you guys talking about? Are you pretending we don't exist? Also, why does Zeng Hailin look like he's losing his mind?

Liu Hao: What’s worrying is not the scarcity but the inequality!

"No, our company is under the Qintian Group." Zeng Hailin suddenly said.

Liu Hao and Hao Ren, who had already reacted, looked at each other without saying anything.

Zeng Hailin continued: "Why would Xiao Yu cooperate with Qintian Group?"

Wang Zhenpeng frowned. "You don't read novels, do you? Xiao Yuer's is the most popular novel right now. And when he was in high school, he even attracted national attention for his novels."

The fat boy in 206 nodded. "That's right. I heard that the main reason he was in the news this time was because he was an important cultural inheritor. It's obvious that the country is protecting him. And the Qintian Group is semi-state-owned. Maybe it was nationalized when he was in high school."

Liu Hao secretly gave the fat boy a thumbs-up, thinking: When Xiao Yu gets married and has a big banquet, the fat boy will definitely have a seat at the head table. With his involvement, Xiao Yu would become a worker for the state. Otherwise, he would have a hard time explaining why the Qintian Group used Xiao Yu's name to open a company.

If we tell the truth to Zeng Hailin, he might not only have a mental breakdown, but he will definitely do something else.

Zeng Hailin clearly didn't want to believe it. After all, he and Xiao Yu came from a remote mountain village. And yet, suddenly, Xiao Yu had become a prominent figure respected by the nation, while he was merely a slave to the capitalists. Perhaps this very person, whom he had boasted about for so long, had been obtained at the expense of someone he once even somewhat despised.

How can this keep him mentally balanced?

"How can he be so powerful?" Zeng Hailin murmured.

"Wasn't this obvious from the beginning?" Liu Hao smiled with a twinkle in his eyes. "When we were still relying on our parents, Xiao Yu was able to rent an apartment in the imperial capital just by virtue of his writing skills."

“…”

"...Even if it's a haunted house, a 120-square-meter house would cost at least 5,000 yuan a month. And I suspect that Mr. Yu bought the house on a cheap."

Hao Ren nodded in agreement. "I think that's for sure. Although Uncle Yu is usually timid, he seems to be more afraid of being poor. He's definitely capable of doing something as cheap as this."

The little fat man laughed heartily, then said seriously, "After hearing what you said, I suddenly remembered. When two of you are playing games and one is reading a book, Xiao Yu is either drawing or typing."

206 The others nodded. "Yes, we've come here many times and wanted to say it. Xiao Yu is the most diligent person in your dormitory."

Zeng Hailin (⊙o⊙)…: …How could that be? He always thought that he was the only one in the dormitory who loved studying the most.

Suddenly, he thought of his freshman year. Whenever he went to the library, Xiao Yu would follow him. He always brought his laptop with him, recording everything he did on it. He also spent more time in the library than he did. Occasionally, when he took a break and returned to the dormitory, Xiao Yu was not there.

Even if he is at work, he is either drawing or typing.

Zeng Hailin: ...

In the second half of his sophomore year, Xiao Yu suddenly stopped going to the library. He had initially despised her, but upon closer inspection, she still seemed to be busy drawing and typing in the dormitory every day.

And it is obvious that the other party's mapping skills are already very impressive!

Even when he moved out later, it was because the dormitory had a schedule. Every time the lights were turned off, he was drawing or typing.

"Pa!" Liu Hao slapped Zeng Hailin on the shoulder. "We can't beat Xiao Yu. In the second half of our sophomore year, when Xiao Yu had dark circles under his eyes every day, you thought he was staying up late playing games at home after moving out. But look at the homework he handed in. That's not something you can achieve overnight."

Zeng Hailin: ...

The writer Xiaoyuer from Qimingxing has become famous!

Various self-media outlets, smelling the fish, eager to seize this money-making opportunity, frantically reported online and wrote short articles. However, when searching for information about Xiao Yuer, they discovered that the only online information about him, aside from his novels, some recent livestream recordings and screenshots, and a few TV dramas with keywords. There was absolutely no information about the writer himself.

It’s as if this person has nothing else besides these achievements.

etc,

What's his real name?

Xiao Yu'er is just his pen name. What is his real name? Where is his family? What is his education level? When did he become a Taoist priest?

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