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Editor: Sai Hiroto

It was already past one in the morning when they came out of White Jade Capital. The streets were crowded with people as if all the night owls in the city had gathered here. Cheng Lang stood on the street and bought two roasted sweet potatoes. Just as he was about to ask for a taxi, a red supercar stopped in front of him.

"Get in the car." General Manager Lu signaled Cheng Lang with her eyes, "I'll take you back to school."

"It's not on the way." Cheng Lang put his hands in his pockets and spoke to General Manager Lu with his waist bent, "I won't waste your gas money."

"How do you know it's not on the way?" General Manager Lu asked back with a smile.

This was not easy to answer. If we talk about it in depth, it's easy to break down, but if we talk about it superficially, it's unnecessary. Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, opened the door, and got in the car, "Then I'll trouble you, Mrs. Lu."

General Manager Lu's eyes swept over the roasted sweet potatoes in Cheng Lang's arms. Cheng Lang asked very sensibly, "Do you want to eat?"

General Manager Lu shook her head, "I'm driving, it's not convenient." But her eyes were always glued to the roasted sweet potatoes.

Cheng Lang turned a deaf ear to General Manager Lu's hint.

General Manager Lu was a little puzzled, "From your behavior, you don't seem like the kind of person who is self-righteous and chaste."

"Mrs. Lu is right." Cheng Lang admitted shamelessly, "I just can't do it."

General Manager Lu chuckled and stopped making things difficult for Cheng Lang.

"You really don't want to consider coming to Qin Dynasty Records to do publicity?" Perhaps because she had a little shadow on the word "public relations", General Manager Lu changed the word, "You are very talented and capable. It would be a pity if you stayed in White Jade Capital to waste your time for the sake of the current benefits."

General Manager Lu really values ​​talent, and of course, she has a good impression of Cheng Lang, so she said these words to Cheng Lang, "Come to Qin Dynasty Records. I will personally take you and train you to become our company's gold medal broker. If you perform well and climb to the position of brokerage director in the future, you can also get company dividends."

"Thank you for the compliment," Cheng Lang thanked him very seriously and changed the subject, "Mrs. Lu, I majored in finance."

General Manager Lu raised her eyebrows, "Don't you want to enter the entertainment industry?"

General Manager Lu was very kind, so Cheng Lang couldn't refuse too harshly, "I'm just a freshman now, and I have to work part-time at White Jade Capital every night. I also opened a milk tea shop with a classmate. I don't have the energy to do anything else. Mrs. Lu was kind enough to recommend me, and you think highly of me. But as far as I know, the job of an agent requires timely resolution of various problems that arise with artists. When an artist has a concert tour, the agent has to follow, and when the artist goes out of town to film a press release or a movie, the agent also has to follow. I often have to travel, and there are a lot of emergencies. As a freshman, I'm afraid I don't have the ability or the time to do so."

What Cheng Lang said made sense. General Manager Lu smiled, "You look convincing when you speak seriously."

This was a bit dangerous, so Cheng Lang smiled and didn't respond.

"Forget it." General Manager Lu smiled, "I didn't think it through and didn't think about this problem. But my invitation is still valid. If you want to intern during the winter and summer vacations, the door of Qin Dynasty Records is always open to you."

After a pause, General Manager Lu added, "You studied finance. The entertainment industry and the financial industry have always cooperated closely. I believe you also know that in order to do well in the financial industry, you need to have strong personal connections. It just so happens that Qin Dynasty Records is preparing to go public in the next two years. If you come to the company for an internship, I can personally take you and introduce you to some people."

This is really a kind invitation that is hard to refuse. However, Cheng Lang knew better that all the gifts bestowed by fate had already been secretly marked with a price. Cheng Lang could not afford the favor of a beautiful woman, so he could only smile and say, "Thank you, Mrs. Lu, I will consider it."

The car drove to the school gate and slowly stopped. Cheng Lang got out of the car and left two roasted sweet potatoes in the car, "Boss Lu, drive carefully."

General Manager Lu looked at Cheng Lang's back, then looked at the roasted sweet potatoes left on the passenger seat and tapped the steering wheel carelessly with her fingers painted with red nails.

No words were spoken that night. The next morning, when Cheng Lang woke up, Shen Huaiyu also came back. He was sitting downstairs reciting words, and three breakfasts were piled on the tables of the other three people. The air was filled with the aroma of soy milk and tea eggs.

"Shen Huaiyu, when did you come back?" The roommate climbed out of bed in a daze, and before he even opened his eyes, he couldn't help gossiping, "You didn't come back last night, where did you go?"

Shen Huaiyu shuddered when he heard this and subconsciously looked at Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang retorted, "Even eating can't stop your mouth. Where does all that gossip come from?"

The roommate was startled and a little unconvinced, "I just asked casually. Besides, the video is all over the Internet. Even if I don't ask, others will be curious. I just heard other people's gossip and thought of asking."

Shen Huaiyu's face was a little pale.

Cheng Lang said, "What's there to ask? It's because that old thing, Shen Cheng'an, is a bad guy. If he had paid off the money from the sale of Shen Huaiyu's house earlier, these bad things wouldn't have happened later."

That's true. The two roommates nodded at the same time.

Cheng Lang continued, "So in the final analysis, this old man Shen Cheng’an is the culprit. How shameless is he? He is the president of a calligraphy and painting association, and he has so many antique calligraphies and paintings in his home. He can easily sell a painting for millions, right? But he chose to make money from a dead person. Making money from a dead person is fine, but he also threw dirty water on Shen Huaiyu's head. He even had the nerve to accuse Shen Huaiyu of bringing disgrace to the family. I think he is the most shameless. Why did his family choose "Chu Ci" when naming him? They should have chosen "Li Sao"!"

[*Sai: ‘Chu Ci’ or ‘Songs of Chu’ (楚辭), the first collection of romantic poetry in the history of Chinese literature and the source of romantic literature (genre: romance). It is said to be a new poetry style created by Qu Yuan. ‘Li Sao’ (離騷) also created by Qu Yuan, expresses the poet's concern for the fate of the Chu State and the lives of its people, the desire to carry out political reform, as well as the determination to stick to ideals and never compromise with evil forces even if disaster strikes (genre: a self-righteous politician).]

"This operation is quite sexy." The two roommates were led astray by Cheng Lang and couldn't help but complain along with Cheng Lang's words, "It's not the gangsters that are scary, but the gangsters with culture are scary. When you meet such people, you really have no words to express your suffering. Who would have thought that this President Shen looks like a decent person, but he does things that are not human!"

"That's right! This is because Cheng Lang helped Shen Huaiyu get the money back. If Cheng Lang hadn't helped, President Shen might have swallowed the money. What good can a person who even cheats on funeral expenses do? At that time, he would discredit Shen Huaiyu everywhere. In order to prevent Shen Huaiyu from telling this matter and affecting his own image."

"He said that in front of so many people at the calligraphy and painting exhibition. Isn't that what he was thinking?" The roommate said with fear, "Fortunately, Cheng Lang exposed his true face. Otherwise..."

When the two roommates said this, their eyes changed when they looked at Shen Huaiyu.

"Those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future. We believe that you will get better and better in the future." One of the roommates couldn't help but comfort him.

Shen Huaiyu pulled the corner of his mouth and said weakly, "Thank you."

Cheng Lang looked at Shen Huaiyu, then at his two roommates, "If someone asks you about Shen Huaiyu again in the future—"

"We'll tell him about President Shen's affairs!" The two roommates said angrily, "We can't let that old man get away with it. He's the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association! Is he worthy?"

"That's right." Cheng Lang stuffed the soy milk and tea eggs bought by Shen Huaiyu into the arms of the two roommates, "We've been together for so long, you know what kind of personality Shen Huaiyu has. Don't bully an honest man who has no parents and has to support a burden!"

The two roommates became more excited after hearing Cheng Lang's words, "Who dares? If you have the guts, go and scold President Shen, who owes money and won't pay it back. Anyone who dares to say a word about Shen Huaiyu is going against our No. 233 dormitory. We can't give in."

"That's right. Why bully an orphan who has no parents and has to pay more than 200,000 yuan for medical treatment for his brother every month? Even if Shen Huaiyu works in White Jade Capital, so what? It doesn't affect others, right? If anyone thinks that Shen Huaiyu's work in White Jade Capital is not good, then let him pay for Shen Huaiyu's brother's medical expenses. If you can't do it, don't say cold words and bully honest people." Cheng Lang said lightly and immediately drew the moral line between honest people and bullying honest people.

The two roommates were filled with righteous indignation and felt that Cheng Lang was right. Shen Huaiyu was so pitiful, and it would be a bit unkind for anyone to say bad things about him behind his back.

"In fact, if Shen Huaiyu were in our high school, everyone would raise funds to help his brother get treated." One of the roommates couldn't help but say.

Another roommate also asked Shen Huaiyu with concern, "How is your brother now? Is there enough money for treatment? If not, I think we can mobilize the classmates in the school to raise funds together."

Shen Huaiyu said quickly, "Cheng Lang helped me get back 5.6 million yuan, and I still have more than 1 million yuan in my hands. I am still working now, and I opened a milk tea shop with Cheng Lang... It should be enough."

"That's good!" The two roommates nodded and added, "Anyway, tell us if you have any difficulties. We will try our best to help wherever we can."

Shen Huaiyu's eyes were slightly red, and he choked up as he thanked them. The two roommates felt a little uncomfortable watching him. Speaking of which, when school just started, they were still petty and worried that Shen Huaiyu was always gloomy and didn't like to talk to people. 

Actually, it was not true. Such a big thing happened in Shen Huaiyu's family, and he was bullied by his own uncle. How could he laugh? If they encountered such a thing themselves, they were afraid they wouldn't know how to cry.

"Don't worry! We will help you explain." The two roommates were busy comforting Shen Huaiyu, "I believe everyone can understand your situation."

"If you can't understand this kind of thing, then you are too unsympathetic and too ignorant."

Looking at the roommates who seemed to be standing on the moral high ground, Cheng Lang smiled and curled the corners of his mouth.