My girlfriend and I in our silver Libra relationship (05)

(05)

After a short vacation, I returned to China. The chubby guy who came to pick me up complained as soon as he saw me, "Boss, you had a great time, but I'm having a really tough time. Several clients are urging me to deliver the goods."

"Okay, I was wrong. But this trip wasn't for leisurely fun. I want to pay back some debts and cut some ties." I opened the back door and got in.

"You're always right. I'll never say no to you. What business do you need me, your assistant, to do for you?" The chubby guy got into the driver's seat and started the car.

The chubby guy is my assistant and driver. As his name suggests, he's short and fat like a ball, the kind of guy who looks cheerful. The reason I'm so polite to him is that although he's nominally my subordinate, he's actually my brother. And my current income is largely due to him. This all started when I became popular online and was preparing to transfer to M University.

The chubby guy is my roommate at S University. He also studies accounting. But after the first week of his freshman year, Xiao Pang almost never went to class, staying in his dorm playing games. His roommates brought him all his meals, and he lived a monotonous life between his bed and the bathroom. The most extreme example was when he didn't leave his dorm building for a whole month. Perhaps because my hobbies were similar to his, Xiao Pang and I got along quite well. After I told my roommate I wanted to transfer schools, Xiao Pang pondered for a long time. He rarely went out, so he asked me to meet him somewhere to talk about something.

We ordered something and sat down at a coffee shop. Then I noticed that Xiao Pang's gaze was different; it held passion and determination.

"Hu Yi, what are your plans for the future?"

"Plans? To go to M University to seriously study, improve my skills, and upgrade my production to creative work." My tone was slightly proud, not because I was famous now, but because I believed that knowing what I should do in the future, especially in an industry I loved, was something to be proud of.

"Besides that? Have you thought about doing anything else, I mean... making some money?"

"Well! My livestream's popularity has increased several times over compared to before. My previous livestream income was negligible, but judging from the current trend, the income will be quite considerable, more than enough for me to stop asking my family for money and live a very comfortable life."

After hearing my words, Little Fatty shook his head and put his hands together on the table. His whole demeanor had changed; he didn't seem like a typical shut-in guy at all. What he said next was even more unbelievable coming from him.

"Brother Hu, you're right. But most internet phenomena and celebrities are fleeting. Many are popular for a while and then get overshadowed by new internet topics. But some people take advantage of their temporary popularity and influence to develop their own businesses and carve out a place for themselves in a certain industry. When the internet forgets you, your business has already taken shape."

I was very surprised after hearing Little Fatty's words. I don't understand business, but I understand and agree with the principles Little Fatty is talking about.

"So what do you suggest I do now?" My heart seemed to be burning with passion.

"There are many capable people in this world, but few have the opportunity to showcase themselves. Brother Hu, you have that opportunity now. Your name is the best advertisement. We can contact major film and television companies and event planning companies to create all sorts of props for them. Think about that giant metal elephant that a certain singer rode at a concert. It only appeared for ten minutes during the entire performance, but the production cost of that elephant was a whopping 300,000 yuan. After the performance, a company bought it and put it in their lobby as a feng shui item. Brother Hu, you know the cost of that thing better than I do—how profitable is it? When the quality of our work is recognized in the industry, our reputation will be solid, and tons of business will come knocking on our door!"

My eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if I could already picture the scene—all money. I noticed that Little Fatty used the word "we." I already understood what he meant, but I still asked tentatively.
"If it could be like that, it would be perfect. But I don't know anything about business."

"I'll help you. I'll handle contacting events and bidding. Hu-ge, you just need to handle the production."
"What about your studies at S University?"

Little Fatty took a deep breath and slowly said, "I'll just drop out. From childhood to adulthood, everything about me has been decided by my parents, from university to my major. I just had to be a machine for studying and taking exams. After entering university, my parents decided for me to take the civil service exam, earn a salary, get married, and have children. Yes, my parents are all doing it for my own good, to ensure my future is stable. But I don't want to live that kind of life. I feel that if I don't take the initiative to do something, my life will continue as it was before, uneventful, and I will regret it."

"What about your uncles and aunts..."

"I'll persuade them. Hey, I've failed so many courses in these three semesters that it's hard to graduate. I've never made any demands from childhood to adulthood. This time, for my own sake, I'm sure I can persuade them."

"Okay! Brother, if you help me, let's build a business together and make your family approve of your choice." I extended my hand.

Little Fatty's chubby hand grasped mine. "From now on, I'll call you boss!"

I never expected that Little Fatty, who usually seemed like an honest, nerdy guy, would have such ambition and drive. He seemed to have been prepared all along; even without me, he would have sought other projects. A comrade with dreams who could decisively give up university to help me was someone I could trust.

Little Fatty indeed displayed his business acumen. City A was the economic center of China, my work was of impeccable quality, and most entertainment activities targeted a specific demographic. The right time, place, and people made me a lucky darling of this trend.

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Little Fatty and I returned to my place, which was also my studio—a rented apartment. Although land in City A was incredibly expensive, I could afford a house, but I always held the thought that I wouldn't consider buying one until I was married.

Little Fatty prepared the materials for the client with the closest delivery date. Looking at the production requirements, my lips twitched slightly. This was a job I took on before Yu Wanchun and I set off. Actually, I initially refused, but Xiao Pang pleaded.

"Boss, this is something my Xiaoru's second uncle from her hometown wants. You absolutely have to help. It's inconvenient for me and her uncle to talk, but I've arranged a time for you two. Please help, boss!"

I reluctantly met this "second uncle."

The "second uncle" was dressed impeccably, wearing a gold watch and chain, and his expensive black leather shoes were paired with white socks. And what he wanted was… 20 sets of costumes for playing turtles.

I subtly explained to him that I make rather complex, high-end props, and that small costume studios could easily handle his needs; my prices are very high.

My second uncle, speaking in a thick local dialect, said, "I started dealing with these aquatic creatures when I was fourteen. I've dug up snakes in the mountains and caught eels in the rivers. It took me twenty years to breed the turtles I'm currently raising, and I used all my savings to open this farm. My turtles aren't ordinary turtles. A crucial part of the breeding process is that my employees have to wear turtle costumes. That way, when the turtles see them, they think, 'Hey! They're being fed by our own kind, so they can eat with peace of mind!' That's how my breed of turtles grows well! So I'm not afraid to spend money; I make sure the turtle costumes are the best and most realistic!"

As the saying goes, every experienced accountant has their own unique way of keeping accounts. Watching "Second Uncle" gesturing as he explained his special turtle farming methods, I truly felt the saying "a trade is like a mountain." More importantly, I felt immense sympathy for his employees.

"Second Uncle, Xiaoru is my good brother's girlfriend, I'll take this job. This price is for one outfit." I held up one finger, indicating one thousand yuan. To be honest, a twenty-thousand-yuan order is small for me, especially for twenty outfits. It doesn't require much skill, but the workload is considerable. However, to make Xiaopang feel more confident in front of his girlfriend, I had no choice but to accept.

"What! One thousand yuan per outfit? Well, as expected of a famous tailor, that's worth as much as five of my turtles! But after all these years, I know you get what you pay for. Two hundred thousand yuan in cash, I'll have someone deliver it this afternoon!"
What?! Two thousand yuan for a single turtle! And farmed ones at that! What kind of turtle is this? Why am I even making props anymore? I might as well go raise turtles with Second Uncle! "I need this 200,000 yuan. This uncle's business is too profitable, too profitable...
" "May I ask, Uncle, what breed of turtle is yours?"

"Hey! This turtle, I spent twenty years cultivating this breed! Twenty years! Dozens of generations to cultivate it, every part of it is a treasure. After cultivating it, I spent a whole night coming up with a good name for my turtle, 'Golden Turtle'! How about that, isn't it imposing?"

Hehehehe, Uncle's name that he came up with in one night is really fitting! The fact that farmed turtles are more expensive than wild ones shows that Uncle's turtles must have something special about them.

Little Fatty prepared the materials for me and then left, saying he had to pick up his daughter Xiaoru from work. I was also tired from the journey and had no heart to work, so I slept until noon the next day.

After ordering takeout at noon, I opened the live stream and started processing Uncle's order. After briefly exchanging some travel experiences with the viewers who came after hearing the news, I started working seriously. Because the first thing I needed to do was make a mold for the turtle shell, it was already getting dark when I finished the first set of shells. Looking at the lifelike "green hat" costume before me, I couldn't help but wonder if my second uncle's employees would hate me.

At the request of many viewers in the live stream, I put on the outfit and posed in front of the camera. This was met with a wave of gifts and bursts of laughter from the viewers. Comments were mostly things like, "Hahaha, it's so realistic... The streamer is really open-minded! To get through life, you have to wear a green hat..."

After taking off the costume and chatting with the viewers for a while, I closed the live stream. As soon as I finished, I received a WeChat message.

"I heard that a certain streamer makes millions a month wearing a green hat on live stream!"

I smiled helplessly and replied, "Are you envious? I'll make you one too!"

"No, no, no, I can't pull it off."

"Want to go out for a drink?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking, the usual place."

This person is currently my only close friend besides Little Fatty. His name is Han Yu, also from K City. Back in high school, we were both art students, and even in the same tutoring class. We became very good friends back then. His forte is photography, and his artistic foundation is also very solid. After three years of hard work, he barely made it into M University. When I transferred to M University, he picked me up from the airport, and we gave each other a firm hug as soon as we met.

"Hu Yi, I told you you were born to be an artist. No matter what university you go to."
"Haha, that's right, my artistic talent can't be buried. We brothers can be together again."

Han Yu had been at M University for two years and knew the area like the back of his hand. He handled almost everything on campus for me.

Because I wanted to drink, I took a taxi to my "old haunt." It was a small noodle shop near M University, with no waiters, only the owner. The owner was a fifty-year-old man surnamed He. He had been widowed when he was young and never remarried, and had no children. So he ran this small noodle shop near the school. Han Yu and I discovered this place by chance. The owner's fried yellow croaker, stir-fried peanuts, and refreshing side dishes were all good with drinks. After finishing our drinks, a bowl of fragrant scallion oil noodles was the perfect finishing touch. From then on, Han Yu and I came here almost every week. Occasionally, if it was late and there were no other customers, Grandpa He would cook a couple of his signature dishes and drink with us. As the drinks flowed, he would reminisce about his youth. Once, when he talked about his deceased wife, he cried as he drank, eventually moving Han Yu and me to tears like children. At that moment, I thought, Grandpa He and his beloved woman are separated by death. Compared to that, how fortunate I am? After Yoona graduates and I finish my studies here, wherever she goes to work, I'll go and win her back, even if it means giving up my current career. I entered the noodle shop. "Uncle He, long time no see."

The old man was serving a table of customers and was delighted to see me. "You're here, kid. It's been almost three months since you two last drank here. Where's Han?"

"Han Yu will be here soon. He's been interning in another city for the past three months. Anyway, it's my fault; I should have come to keep you company with drinks and a chat."

"Right, right, you're graduating soon. Finding a job is the most important thing. Oh dear, I forgot. You don't need to worry, kid. You're earning way more than I do at this little noodle shop. Han should take you as a role model."

"Oh, Uncle, how can I compare to him? He's a well-known prop maker and designer in the industry now. It'll be difficult for me to achieve what he has at your age." "No sooner had Grandpa He finished speaking than Han Yu entered the room. "Everyone has their own opportunities. Han just happened to have his opportunity a few years earlier than you. And Han must have worked hard too, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to seize the opportunity, right? You two, sit down first. I'll get you some wine and food."

Soon, a simple yet delicious table of food and drinks was laid out.

"How have you been lately? Have you found a job you like?" I asked.

"I always thought I was quite prepared, ready to enter society. But when I actually started my internship, I realized I hadn't thought things through." Han Yu hasn't had a very smooth three months!

"What's wrong? Has reality hit you hard, you once confident young man?"

Han Yu downed a glass of ice-cold beer, burped, and said, "I still have confidence. Even though my grades aren't outstanding, I'm still a graduate of M University, the best art school in the country. But, in literature, there's no absolute first place; in martial arts, there

's always a clear winner. The company boss just thinks my designs aren't as good as those things I consider vulgar." "Art is something that touches the soul, something that can elevate the human spirit, but it's the last thing the masses need now. Although I always say 'If there's no food, then drink with a book,' that's about a certain state of mind. Now, aren't we just eating peanuts? So many art students can only bow to commerce and society. It's like music; the more catchy the song, the more people listen to it."

"But... are we just going to give up on what we've learned for four years?" Han Yu spread his hands, torn between reality and dreams. "Actually, looking at it now, I'm even less qualified to talk about art anymore. Almost everything I do is something I want to do, but rather what the clients need. I've asked myself, would anyone buy my creations? But I have absolutely no confidence in that. I'm the best example of bowing to reality. Sometimes the thought crosses my mind: I'll quit all this, travel the world, see all the beautiful scenery, experience all kinds of life, find inspiration, and create. But I can't give up my current income, unless... it's for her!" I didn't suggest that Han Yu come work for me. If we were just ordinary friends, I might, but firstly, Han Yu is someone who's quite stubborn about doing things on his own, and if I asked him to help me, it might hurt his pride. Secondly, I can't treat him like I treat Xiao Pang, as a subordinate or a buddy. I can only place Han Yu on an equal footing with me. However, I fear that if this goes on for too long, there might be conflicts of interest or Han Yu might seek other opportunities, causing a rift in our relationship. It's not that I don't trust him, it's just that who knows what the future holds!
"She'll be graduating soon, right? Back in high school, you two were such a perfect couple, even getting into the same university. Really... I don't believe in love anymore. Sigh... I, who have no emotional entanglements, worry about my future, while you, who don't worry about your future, are troubled by love. Truly, life is full of disappointments, so bitter!"

I picked up my glass and clinked it against Han Yu's, saying, "Finally being able to share my thoughts with someone is a blessing! Come on, let's drink!"
After a few dishes and rounds of drinks, Uncle He joined our party. Just then, my phone rang. Looking at the name on the caller ID, I shuddered, instantly sobering up halfway. The name displayed on the phone was—Li Tong.

"Hey, big sister."

"Yeah, are you in City A?"

"Yes, I am."

"I'm in City A. Where are you? I need to talk to you about something."

After I gave her my address, Li Tong hung up. I arrived at the noodle shop shortly after. Two years had passed, but Li Tong hadn't changed much. She still looked mature and composed. Although she couldn't compare to a goddess like Yoona, Li Tong was still considered beautiful. Her face, conforming to Eastern aesthetics, was lightly made up, and her clothes, though simple, exuded elegance. She was the kind of woman men would immediately think of as a domestic goddess.

Looking at the mess of our three dishes, Li Tong seemed a little dazed. But she quickly recovered, walked over to me, took out a tissue, wiped the chair, and sat down.

Sigh, it was indeed my oversight. Grandpa He only works there; he's a bit lacking in cleanliness. We men certainly don't care, but it seems a little awkward to talk to a clean-loving woman. However, she didn't show any disdain.

Seeing this, Grandpa He said, "You two chat, I'll go clean up in the kitchen."

Han Yu quickly added, "Grandpa, let me help you."

Only Li Tong and I remained in the outer room. Li Tong didn't speak, and I wondered if I should be polite first. What should I ask? I couldn't directly ask why she wanted to see me. Nor could I directly ask how Yoona was doing… Li Tong spoke up, directly resolving my dilemma: "Yoona came to City A." "

Oh. Ah? What's she doing in City A?"

"Not only her, but also eight people from the original cosplay club. They've all been accepted by Spark Entertainment."

"Oh, they got jobs right after graduation, that's great. Spark is a good company." I've worked with Spark Entertainment before, so I know them quite well. They don't have big stars like Bingbing, but they have many second-tier and near-second-tier celebrities. Although they haven't filmed any major productions. However, their dramas and variety shows, featuring their artists, have been airing on various local TV stations for years, neither wildly popular nor obscure, but they occupy a significant market share in this industry. "It's not bad, but I think there's a problem." Li Tong shook her head, her face serious. "What problem?"

"You don't know, after you left, Yoona spent almost all her free time in clubs. She became the club's president in her junior year. At that time, clubs were reorganized, and the cosplay club merged into the drama club. At Yoona's suggestion, cosplay and drama were combined, and several performances received unanimous praise from the school." Yoona showed her acting talent and fell in love with acting. Spark Entertainment came to the school to recruit, and Yoona naturally participated. Actually, I talked to Yoona about it; I didn't approve of her joining an entertainment company—that industry is very chaotic—but Yoona was very insistent. I think Yoona's natural qualities are so perfect, plus her acting talent, perhaps she really can become a household name in the future. So I stopped objecting. Initially, Spark Entertainment planned to recruit only three people.”

“I remember you just said there were eight people coming to City A.”

"That's the crux of the matter. During the recruitment, the director was initially just sitting in the back. But when it was Yoona's turn, the director immediately decided on her, and his attitude completely changed. What was supposed to be a student's application being reviewed turned into a pleading for Yoona to join. The director even said on the spot that their company had never had a top-tier star, and that they wanted to cultivate a star like Fan Bingbing in recent years, adding that he saw Yoona's limitless future the moment he saw her, and so on. But Yoona hesitated because the director's eyes were too eager, completely undisguised. Afterwards, Yoona said she'd think about it and left." "

And then?" At this point, the classic scenario of unspoken rules flashed through my mind.

"Then the director actually went to the cosplay club. You wouldn't believe how many girls in the cosplay club also wanted to pursue this career path. As soon as the director showed up, they all started putting on a show. But the director went straight to Yoona and extended an invitation to her again. While Yoona hesitated, the director offered that if Yoona agreed to join their company, she could accept any other girls in the cosplay club who were interested in this path as well. Seeing the longing in the eyes of those girls in the cosplay club, Yoona had no choice but to agree." "

This director really went all out."

"Yeah, anyone with eyes can see that this director is interested in Yoona. My daughter also came to City A to look for a job, and I, as her older sister, can't protect her."

My eyes darkened. "Yoona already has someone protecting her now..."

"Hmm? Who did you hear from?" Li Tong looked at me questioningly.

I took out my phone and showed Li Tong the picture that I had saved for four months but never dared to look at in the chat history.

Li Tong fell silent when she saw the figure in the photo. Seeing Li Tong's silence, I seemed to understand something, picked up a bottle of beer and chugged it down.

"It's not what you think!"

"Huh?" My eyes were already a little red. "His name is Lü Wei, he's the president and director of the drama club. After you left, Yoona's suitors increased, and he was one of them, but Yoona rejected him. After the cosplay club and the drama club merged, their relationship improved. Well... how should I put it, they do spend a lot of time together, and... you could say they're quite close. The club members all think they're together, and when they joke about them, they don't say anything, like they're admitting it. But! Hu Yi, I can tell you clearly, although I've never asked Yoona about his relationship, they are absolutely, positively not together. Yoona wouldn't and wouldn't lie to me about this. So their relationship is..."

I didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy at this point, and said expressionlessly, "Ambiguous, huh? More than friends, less than lovers? Male best friend? Would a man be content to be a male best friend after failing to win a girl's heart? I'm a man too..."

"Hu Yi! Don't be so sour! Yun'er still cares about you!" Li Tong seemed a little angry.

"Does she still care about me?" I asked uncertainly.

"After you left, Yun'er often secretly cried. In the past two years, I've caught her secretly watching your live streams on her phone twice, which means she must watch them often. And several times when I went to the club activity room to find Yun'er, she was sitting in your old studio, lost in thought. She regularly wipes down every single thing you left behind. And this time when she came to City A, there was a very large suitcase in her luggage. If I'm not mistaken, it contains all the things you made back in S University! You've been gone for two years, is it wrong for her to have a good relationship with a guy? And Yun'er has so many suitors, she might be using Lü Wei as a shield!"

I was overjoyed with disbelief, completely ignoring how quickly my face changed. "Yoona still cares about me? Really! Does she really miss me too?"

"Yes, she agreed to come to Spark Company, maybe because you're in City A. Now that she needs you, you should take the initiative."

Hearing the word "take the initiative," my joy turned slightly into helplessness. "Big sister, my past initiative made me so humble, and you know the result. Now... I'm a little scared."

"Who told you that taking the initiative has to be humble? Everyone's mature now, not like in our student days. If you're afraid, you lose the right to pursue happiness. Yoona is so much more mature now than before. She understands where you went wrong, and she understands what kind of person is trustworthy."

Hearing Li Tong's words, I felt I needed to digest and prepare myself. Yoona had come to City A and entered a dangerous circle. I had to become her knight in shining armor again.
Li Tong's next words almost made me spit out the wine I was drinking.

"Actually, Yoona asked me to come today."

Yoona asked her to come? Yoona asked her to come! So, Yoona was thinking...

"Stop, stop, stop. Put away that narcissistic thought in your head. Six out of those eight girls in the cosplay club know you. Now that they've chosen this path, they naturally want to use their old classmate relationships to reconnect with you. You know a lot of people in that circle. They know about Yoona and you, but they're just blinded by reality and insist that Yoona contact you so everyone can get together. Yoona had no choice but to come to me."

"Oh, I see..." I couldn't help but feel disappointed. "Alright! My task is done. It's getting late, so I'll head back now. Oh, and just so you know, Lu Wei has joined Spark, so he'll probably be there that day too."

"I know, thank you, big sister. I'll have my assistant come and take you." After saying that, I picked up my phone to call Little Fatty.

"No need, I'll just take a taxi. Remember what I said, I trust you!"
"Okay, big sister! I'll get Yoon-ah back!"

The big sister gave me a thumbs-up and left the noodle shop. Han Yu, who had been eavesdropping in the kitchen, also came out and poured himself a new drink. "Good luck, get my sister-in-law back."

Although I had just received a lot of information, overall it was still something to be happy about. My eyes sharpened as I planned what to do next. Director? Lü Wei?
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