Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 1583: Chapter 1583: Black Hater Wu Di (14)

Mr. An didn’t voice his question and accepted the bag from Chuzheng.

It was a bit heavy. Mr. An opened it for a glance and saw that it was porridge neatly packed in a box.

This packaging box... looks familiar.

After a while, Mr. An remembered that a few of his breakfast boxes looked similar.

Previously, he was worried that something else might have been added, so Mr. An never ate them.

”Those breakfasts... were they from you?”

”Yes.” Chuzheng didn’t deny it.

Getting up early to buy you breakfast, I’ve really put in the effort.

Mr. An: ”...”

Mr. An was speechless, his hand holding the plastic bag tightened slightly: ”Why do you bring me breakfast?”

Before that, they had only met once.

And his attitude wasn’t even very good...

”No reason, just felt like it.” You think I want to! If you weren’t my Good Person Card, who would care about you!

”Eat quickly, it’ll get cold soon.” Chuzheng said, ”I’m heading back.”

Mr. An held her back: ”Can you stay with me for a while?”

Chuzheng: ”...”

I’m very sleepy.

Have mercy on a working soul!

The two walked to a pavilion in the neighborhood and sat down. Mr. An took out the contents: ”Do you want some?”

Chuzheng shook her head.

There was only one serving anyway, so Mr. An had no choice but to eat by himself.

He had tried buying one of those breakfasts before, and the taste was indeed good, considering each one costs several hundred.

And this one was even better, the porridge was aromatic and slightly sweet.

”Do you have a headache?”

”Hmm?” Mr. An swallowed, ”How did you know?”

”I saw it when the boss was chatting with you.” Chuzheng said matter-of-factly, ”Does it still hurt now?”

Did she see the conversation with Fei Xiu, is that why she came looking for him?

Mr. An was startled by the thought and shook his head quickly: ”No, I’m fine now.”

”Why the headache?” If you don’t sleep every day, do I have to deliver warmth every day?

”I used to stay up all night...” Mr. An answered instinctively, ”It’s not a big problem.”

He would get more inspiration at night, so when he writes, he works mostly during the night.

Over time, he gradually began to have headaches.

Mr. An thought Chuzheng didn’t know what he was doing, so he didn’t elaborate.

After finishing his food, Mr. An cleaned up and threw away the trash.

”Sorry to delay your rest so late, how about I treat you to a meal next time?”

”No...” Chuzheng quickly stopped herself: ”Alright.”

Mr. An chuckled lightly, ”Shall I walk you back?”

”No need, you should rest early.”

Chuzheng refused Mr. An’s offer to accompany her, what’s there to accompany with just a wall apart.

”Wait a minute.”

Mr. An stopped Chuzheng, rummaged through his jacket pocket.

He took a few steps over and handed her a lollipop.

”Are you trying to coax a child?”

Who’s going to eat candy!

Mr. An insisted on giving it to her: ”It’s very sweet.”

Chuzheng: ”...”

Chuzheng took the candy and then left the neighborhood. Not until she entered the apartment building did she glance at the candy in her hand.

Chuzheng looked around stealthily, seeing no one, she unwrapped it and popped it into her mouth.

Nothing special at all.

Chuzheng went back to her apartment sucking on the lollipop, took a shower first, and by the time she was done settling down, it was already half an hour later.

Finally, time to sleep!

Chuzheng lay on the bed, and before sleeping, took a look at her phone.

[An: Goodnight.]

The message was sent ten minutes ago; Chuzheng thought about it, but didn’t reply.

-

Mr. An said he would treat Chuzheng to a meal, and on the third evening, sent her a message.

[An: Are you free on the night of the 12th?]

[San Ye: Yes.]

Even if I wasn’t, I have to be!

[An: Then can I treat you to dinner that night?]

[San Ye: Okay.]

Chuzheng put away her phone, looked at the person opposite: ”What do you think about the terms we discussed earlier?”

A business-savvy woman sat opposite: ”Miss Chi, you might not really understand this industry...”

”But I understand money.” Chuzheng replied: ”I just need to know the outcome, can you do it?”

”...”

Facing a huge paycheck and a reward for getting it done, the woman hesitated... internally thrilled beyond words.

Who wouldn’t be thrilled by money?

But...

”Miss Chi, I must tell you.” The woman hesitated but eventually decided to speak.

”Mr. An is indeed very good, but his last two books didn’t really perform well. And I’ve noticed he seems to have hit a bottleneck. If he can’t break through and produce better work, he might just stop there.”

”Plus, recently in the circle... it seems Mr. An might have offended someone. Xiangyue won’t budge, how can we dare make a move?”

Even at a bottleneck, a big shot is still a big shot.

A skinny camel is still bigger than a horse, and those die-hard fans of Mr. An’s past works are sure to be supportive.

The key problem is over at Xiangyue...

”Who did he offend?”

”I don’t know.” The woman shook her head, hesitated briefly, and though no one was around, still whispered: ”But, I’ve heard some gossip.”

Chuzheng leaned back slightly and raised her chin a bit: ”Let’s hear it.”

Woman: ”...”

”I heard someone has their eye on Mr. An, but he didn’t want it, so...”

The person seems influential, and Mr. An is just a writer; even though he’s got some fame now, with the other party’s power and influence, couldn’t they just do whatever they wanted to him?

”I don’t know if it’s true, that’s just the talk in the circle.”

There’s no smoke without fire.

”I’ll handle things with Xiangyue.” Chuzheng slid the card across the table: ”Sort it out quickly, and the pay doubles.”

Woman: ”...”

What the heck!

Since when has it been so easy to make money.

The woman immediately reached out to grab the card, smiled and said: ”Since Miss Chi says so, I can rest assured. As long as there’s no problem with Xiangyue, I promise to arrange everything smoothly.”

As soon as they wrapped up, the woman contacted Mr. An immediately.

Mr. An was clearly surprised: ”You want to collaborate with me?”

”Yeah, I hope Mr. An doesn’t mind our small ’temple’ being inadequate.”

”But I...”

”Mr. An, when do you have time? Can we arrange a meeting to discuss the details?” The woman efficiently proposed a date: ”Is Mr. An available on the 12th?”

”Sorry... I have plans on the 12th.”

”No problem, the 13th would work too.”

After hanging up, Mr. An came to his senses slightly.

He had an arrangement on the 12th evening, discussions would obviously be during the day, so Mr. An couldn’t understand why he declined.

On the 12th, after changing outfits multiple times, Mr. An sat tiredly on the sofa and sent a message to Fei Xiu on his phone.

[An: Uncle Fei.]

[Jiu Jiu Ling: Calling me uncle? Must not be anything good, I’m not here.]

Mr. An didn’t even look at the reply and sent over the photos he just took in one go.

[Jiu Jiu Ling: What are you doing? Planning to switch careers to be a model? That body isn’t cutting it, no visible abs.]

Mr. An: ”...”

He glanced down at his abdomen, touched it, and finally covered it with a pillow.

[An: Going to have a meal with someone, which outfit looks best?]

[Jiu Jiu Ling: My boy looks great in anything.]