"What?"
Guo Xiuyan didn't hear clearly.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. Thank you for cooking for me today, teacher."
Ji Mushu said.
"What's the big deal?"
Guo Xiuyan shook her head, "But you also need to learn to cook in the future, you can't always eat out."
"Oh, please stop talking about me."
Ji Mushu carried two glasses of lemonade to the living room, saying, "Can you two keep your voices down while you're playing games? Teacher Guo is still here."
"Oh, okay."
Yu Mobai nodded to indicate that he had heard. As soon as Ji Mushu left, he immediately shouted, "Damn it, what the hell are you doing? You didn't even know how to protect me. I'm going to die in a minute."
"Who told you to stop moving?"
Feng Linhao argued forcefully, "Even if I wanted to protect you, I couldn't."
"Go to hell."
Yu Mobai cursed, "You can't even figure out how to play Contra? I'm not playing with you anymore."
"Damn, what does that have to do with me?"
When two people start arguing, they completely forget about being outsiders; it's like, "They can't even say anything about their own incompetence."
"Damn it, I'm not playing anymore, you noob."
Yu Mobai threw the controller on the sofa, "If we lose, it's all your fault for being such a terrible teammate."
Upon seeing this, Feng Linhao simply stopped playing.
"Can't you two stop arguing for a little while?"
Ji Mushu brought over another fruit platter, saying, "You're all so old, yet you still argue like you did when you were little."
"It's not my fault, it's this loser's fault."
Yu Mobai muttered under his breath, "He doesn't deserve to win."
"Damn it, you'd be dead by now if it weren't for me..."
After finishing his rant, Feng Linhao went to the balcony to smoke.
Yu Mobai glanced at him and then went over, saying, "This bastard is really angry. I'll go see."
Stepping onto the balcony and closing the balcony door, the two of them immediately relaxed.
Feng Linhao glanced furtively at Hao Xinqing sitting on the sofa and whispered, "Mo Bai, can she hear us talking inside?"
"I can't hear you."
Yu Mobai said with a smile, "I bought it because of its soundproofing."
Upon hearing this, Feng Linhao immediately deflated, "Your tricks don't work on Hao Xinqing. She hasn't been talking to me these past few days."
"What kind of trick is that?"
Yu Mobai was taken aback for a moment, "Why are you copying me for no reason?"
"It's because I saw how easily you handled several girls, so I wanted to learn from you."
Feng Linhao stammered as he described what had happened a few nights ago.
Yu Mobai laughed after hearing this, "How can you and I be the same? We're not the same kind of people, so of course our ways are different too."
"Didn't Hao Xinqing call you an idiot?"
"They were practically ready to yell at me."
Feng Linhao said slowly.
"Serves you right."
Yu Mobai opened the balcony door directly, saying, "This is something no one can teach you; you have to figure it out yourself."
"I...I'll fuck your grandpa."
Feng Linhao cursed fiercely, and Hao Xinqing looked at him strangely, "Stop arguing, go help in the kitchen when you have time."
"Yu Mobai, you're here too!"
Ji Mushu called out from the kitchen.
"The kitchen is too crowded, I won't go in and make it worse."
Yu Mobai casually sat on the sofa and started playing the game again.
Feng Linhao looked at the kitchen, thinking that even four more people wouldn't be too crowded.
Is this his shameless method?
Thinking about all this, Feng Linhao didn't want to go anymore, as it would be too embarrassing.
But the next moment, Hao Xinqing urged again, "Feng Linhao, come and help!"
"Mo Bai didn't go either; he was playing games!"
Reluctantly entering the kitchen, Feng Linhao's first act was to "expose" Yu Mobai.
"He's so stupid, if he doesn't want to come, he doesn't have to come."
Ji Mushu continued, "To avoid causing trouble."
"Wooden Comb, you can't spoil him like this."
Feng Linhao didn't want to drag his childhood friend into this, and said resentfully, "He's practically a big shot now."
Ji Mushu chuckled after hearing this, but Hao Xinqing next to him slapped him on the head, saying, "You talk too much."
Yu Mobai caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, grinned, and said, "That idiot Haozi tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead."
...
The first semester of my junior year passed uneventfully.
If there's any gain, it's probably that Yu Mobai is getting more and more familiar with the big shots he knows.
Now he frequently attends various parties and banquets.
Moreover, as his net worth continues to rise, more and more people are taking the initiative to come over and greet him and hand him their business cards.
This dark horse in the internet industry has also attracted the attention of many.
Some companies made grand promises to acquire them, offering whatever price they wanted.
Some companies hope to have the opportunity to cooperate in the future, hoping for a win-win situation.
Yu Mobai brushed them off one by one, saying that there would be opportunities to cooperate in the future.
Although he frequently appears in public these days, he still doesn't like wearing suits. As soon as he gets home, he throws his clothes on the sofa.
"They're so big now, can't the clothes be hung up?"
Zheng Zhaoxia is a worrier by nature. She picked up the clothes, ironed them with the new garment steamer, and hung them aside. She bought the garment steamer for Yu Mobai, who was attending more and more formal occasions every day. She rarely saw him at home after the holiday, as he was mostly away on business trips.
"Mom, just leave it there."
Yu Mobai had drunk a bit too much today, and rubbing his head, he said, "I'll definitely iron my clothes before my next business trip."
"How dare you say that?"
Zheng Zhaoxia sat on the sofa and began to scold him, "These past few days, it's either Xiao Ke or Mu Shu coming over, and haven't they been the ones ironing your clothes for you?"
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