Chapitre 105: Chapter 105. Qi Yunfeng with Iron Will and Tender Heart
He Ying also had a look of shock on her face at this moment.
Her son had just gone to university and could already earn tens of thousands of yuan every month?
Chen Xiaolong's father had been doing business for over a decade and was only making around seven to eight thousand yuan per month now.
He Ying was worried. Could it be that her son was really doing something illegal?
At this time, Zhou Chen vowed firmly, "This is just the beginning. When I expand and strengthen the company, I'll be able to make even more money!"
The Longteng Studio would of course not be limited to the brick-moving project.
The era of smart phones was approaching, and the Longteng Studio could switch to making mobile games.
The Penguin Empire was so huge. It wouldn't matter much if he intercepted a few games, right?
Zhou Guangming finally came to his senses and said with narrowed eyes and suspicion, "You're not lying to me, are you?"
Zhou Chen sounded unhappy. "Look, you don't believe me again. When I said I could get into Jiangzhou University, you were just as distrustful. Is there no basic trust between father and son anymore?"
"Hahaha..."
Zhou Guangming was amused by Zhou Chen's words. "Okay, Dad believes you!"
Finally, a smile appeared on Zhou Chen's face.
However, the next second, Zhou Guangming continued, "But I've still decided to go to work at Shengda with your mom. We're still in good health. It's boring to just stay at home idle. And of course, the more money, the better!"
Zhou Chen immediately wiped the smile off his face and said, "Dad, let me put it this way. If you go to work at Shengda, it's very likely to affect my business!"
Zhou Guangming was stunned at once. "This... how could this affect your business? You run a game studio, and Shengda makes molds. They have nothing to do with each other!"
"Oh, can't you just listen to your son?"
He Ying glared at Zhou Guangming impatiently.
Zhou Guangming gave her a scornful look in return.
If their son hadn't said that last sentence, this woman would probably have been even more persistent than he was.
"Okay, we won't go!"
Zhou Guangming was really afraid of affecting his son's career, so he chose to compromise.
He Ying snatched the phone and asked, "Son, you don't hold a grudge against your parents, do you?"
Zhou Chen was taken aback. "Why would I hold a grudge against you?"
"Just... about Tang Wan's matter!"
"This matter has nothing to do with you!"
"But..."
"Mom, I'll handle these things well!" Zhou Chen interrupted his mother.
He Ying suddenly asked, "You started your business and made money just to be worthy of that girl, right?"
Zhou Chen nodded. "Half of the reason, yes!"
He Ying was silent for a moment and said, "Keep it up. Mom supports you. One day, my son will win the girl's heart!"
Zhou Chen couldn't help smiling. "I'll transfer some money to you guys later. If you really can't stay idle, you can open a small grocery store, a teahouse or something like that."
Zhou Guangming said loudly, "Who wants your money? Keep it for yourself. We don't lack money!"
He Ying followed suit and said, "You need money for your business startup. We still have a lot of the money we received from the wedding gifts last time!"
"Alright then. That's it for now. I need to get up!"
"Okay. Take good care of yourself at school!"
"Yeah, I will!"
"The weather is going to turn cold soon. Remember to buy winter clothes!"
He Ying started the nagging that a mother should do.
Suddenly, Zhou Chen's pupils constricted.
This year's winter was really cold.
Hunan Province was located in the south. In previous winters, it rarely snowed. Even if it did, it was sleet. Thick snow like that in the north was seldom seen.
But this year's winter was extremely abnormal. Almost all the cities and prefectures in Hunan Province were covered by heavy snow, and the temperature dropped to more than ten degrees below zero.
The meteorological department in this era wasn't well-developed enough to predict this snow disaster.
And this heavy snow also led to the collapse of many industries, especially the aquaculture industry.
"Mom, I have something else to do. I'll hang up now!"
After saying that, Zhou Chen hung up the phone directly.
Then he made another call to Wang Liqun.
Wang Liqun was also off today. Woken up by Zhou Chen's call, he said in an unhappy tone, "Do you know that disturbing someone's sweet dream is like killing their parents?"
"There's a way to make money. Do you want to do it?"
"Now you've got my attention. Can we make tens of millions?" Wang Liqun perked up.
"Measured in hundreds of millions, we might even be able to make a billion!" Zhou Chen's tone was very serious.
Wang Liqun's heart trembled violently. Then he lowered his voice and said, "Where are you? I'll come to you!"
He had complete faith in Zhou Chen's words. Nowadays, there was high-tech that could monitor phone calls. Just to be on the safe side, he didn't dare to discuss details with Zhou Chen on the phone.
Zhou Chen told Wang Liqun his location.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Chen got up and washed up.
When he came to the Legend Department on the first floor, he saw Qi Yunfeng sitting by the window drinking tea.
He had a melancholy look in his eyes, his hair was messy, and there was a scruffy beard on his face. Despite looking unkempt, he still had a certain kind of handsomeness.
A song called "Lilac Flower" was playing on the mobile phone on the table.
Zhou Chen sighed to himself and walked over to comfort him, saying, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."
Qi Yunfeng pulled at the corners of his mouth and smiled wryly. His voice hoarse, he said, "Her grave is under the maple tree where we had our first date. It's surrounded by the lilac flowers that I like the most. But what she liked was clearly roses!"
As he spoke, tears once again slid down from the corners of his eyes.
Zhou Chen thought of the song "Lilac Flower".
In front of the grave, full of blooming flowers, how beautiful it was that you had so longed for!
Look at that, all over the mountains and plains, do you still feel lonely?
Zhou Chen gently comforted him, saying, "She planted lilacs all around her grave. Probably she hoped that when you went to see her, you could see the flowers you like or feel her presence."
"That's what her suicide note said too!"
"I really regret it. If I hadn't been so impulsive back then, I could have accompanied her through the last few years of her life!"
"Wenwen said she was in great pain when she passed away... When her consciousness was fading, she kept repeating my name!"
Qi Yunfeng got more and more agitated as he spoke, and tears fell from his chin onto his chest.
They say that men don't easily shed tears, but that's only because they haven't reached the point of extreme grief.
Qi Yunfeng had been a soldier for several years and was definitely a tough guy, but at this moment, he was crying like a little child.
Zhou Chen just felt like there was sand in his eyes...
He pulled out a few tissues from the tissue box on the coffee table and handed them over, saying, "Wipe your tears. Do you want to go back and stay with her for a while?"
Qi Yunfeng took the tissues and dried his tears, then shook his head and said, "No need... I want to make money. I want to fulfill the last wishes she didn't get to complete."
Zhou Chen asked, "What other last wishes did she have?"
Qi Yunfeng said in a low voice, "She wanted to build a school in her hometown and also wanted to pave the village roads with asphalt so that those left-behind children would no longer have difficulties going to school."
What a kind woman.
Unfortunately, fate was unkind.
Zhou Chen couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
Qi Yunfeng quickly pulled himself together and said, "I'll go and get some sleep. Call me if you need the car anytime."
Zhou Chen nodded and said, "Just have a good rest!"
Qi Yunfeng then went to find a bedroom to rest in.
Before Zhou Chen could finish a cup of tea, Wang Liqun arrived.
He was wearing a white shirt with the hem tucked into his suit pants. There was an LV belt around his waist, with a big bunch of keys hanging from the belt buckle. Under his arm was a bulging wallet.
"Damn it! You've even set up a game studio?"
Wang Liqun fanned the smoke lingering in the air with his wallet and curled his lips in disgust. "Can you really make money with just these few computers? How about I invest five million yuan to start a game gold-farming company?"
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