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Chapter 46 Penguin Chen Wu and Zhang Ruonan

May means only a few weeks left until the college entrance examination.

The countdown numbers were written heavily on the blackboards of the entire senior grade, and the air in the classrooms was so tense that it felt like you could wring water out of it every day.

Why would I take leave at this time to attend a writers' conference in Hangzhou?

Just imagining the way his homeroom teacher would adjust his glasses upon hearing that made him realize the leave was impossible to approve, especially since he had just requested a two-week leave.

Rather than doing that, it's better to stay in school as an ordinary senior high school student, flip through books, do some exercises, and cherish this last period of high school where you can sit in the classroom and listen to lectures without worry.

Qi Yue Wu Yi: "Not necessarily! I just took leave recently, and I doubt they'll approve another one."

Cat-Nee's reply revealed a shrewdness: "Are you a teacher?"

This guy started probing into my identity again.

Prince An did not respond to this question.

Catni: "It's such a shame you can't come. This whole group was planning to meet up for a meal and chat in person, and they specifically asked me to invite you, but you're the only one who can't make it."

"Sorry, I've been really busy lately!"

Catgirl: "Alright, you're busy now! We'll talk later!"

How can it be said that we have no clothes? "Bye-bye!"

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Wang Zian closed the chat window with Maoni and casually clicked into the expert group he had just been looking at.

Sure enough, the group was enthusiastically discussing where to have a meal together in Hangzhou. Dong recommended a private restaurant near West Lake, saying that he had eaten squirrel-shaped mandarin fish there last time and found it particularly delicious.

A local Hangzhou writer stepped forward and said there was no need to rush to pay the bill; he would treat everyone, and he would get angry with anyone who tried to take it from him.

Ugh!

I'm not going to join in the fun!

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On the blackboard of Class 1, Grade 3 at Luocheng Experimental High School, the countdown numbers have shrunk to less than thirty.

There is less than a month left until the college entrance examination.

The atmosphere in the class became increasingly tense, but Wang Zian remained the same.

I listened attentively in class, ate in the cafeteria after class, and went back to my rented room to study and do exercises after evening self-study. Occasionally, I would reply to Zhou Ye's messages on my phone.

To reduce their stress, the school changed the last half hour of evening self-study to a free-roaming schedule, allowing them to stay in the classroom or go home early.

Prince An naturally chose to go home.

That day, Wang Zian had just finished eating dinner in the school cafeteria.

The braised eggplant in the cafeteria was saltier than usual today, and he had to drink a big bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup to suppress the saltiness.

Then, carrying his backpack, he slowly walked back to his rented room.

The evenings in Los Angeles in May are very pleasant. The sky is not completely dark yet, and a faint orange-pink hue hangs on the western horizon.

The sycamore trees along the roadside have already sprouted emerald green leaves, making a soft rustling sound in the evening breeze.

He had just entered the door, changed his shoes, and turned on his phone when a call came in.

Wang Zian looked up and saw it was his editor.

He received a call from the editor the day after they had just finished chatting in the group.

He refused for the same reason, but the editor persisted.

He answered the phone, leaned against the desk, and held the phone between his shoulder and ear. While listening to the editor earnestly explaining things like "this is a platform benefit" over the receiver, he pulled a book from the bookshelf and opened it.

After talking for about five minutes, he politely but firmly hung up the phone again.

But ten minutes later, another call came in.

This time it's a private number, and the contact name is "Penguin Chen Wu".

Chen Wu is the vice president of Tencent, currently in charge of the film industry within the group. He is a key figure who was parachuted in from the strategy department.

However, this person is like a piece of chewing gum; once they stick to you, it's very troublesome.

Prince An was not really keen on accepting.

He looked at the three words on the screen and flipped his phone over.

The telephone rang like a tireless mosquito, stopping and then ringing again; stopping and then ringing again.

He couldn't even read a book in peace; all he could hear was a buzzing sound.

Wang Zian put the book on the table, swiped to answer the call, and didn't say anything.

The Yuewen Group Building in Pudong, Shanghai.

Chen Wu, dressed in a gray suit, leaned back in a leather chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window, the Huangpu River flowed in a greyish-blue hue, and across the river, the dense cluster of buildings in Lujiazui stood. The setting sun was sinking through the gaps between the buildings, casting an orange glow on his profile.

He tapped his fingers on the desk, and for the few seconds the receiver was ringing, a subtle smile played on his lips, as if he had a bellyful of things to say.

"Feed~!"

"Hey~!" Upon hearing the voice, Chen Wu's smile finally blossomed; "It took you so long to answer the phone, were you not going to answer in the first place~?"

"I know you still insist, you're like a piece of chewing gum. Is this what Tsinghua University teaches you?" Wang Zian complained.

"Alright, I know you're holding a grudge." Chen Wu joked, then his relaxed, smiling demeanor vanished, his voice dropping half an octave to a more serious and composed tone.

Why not come to Hangzhou?

"Where would I find the time?!" Wang Zian retorted.

"Not even three days!"

No!

Chen Wu stood up from his chair and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

The ship lights on the Huangpu River have already lit up, drawing flowing light trails on the water's surface one by one.

His figure was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window, and the corners of the reflection's mouth were slightly upturned.

"I was thinking of collaborating with you!"

"What can we do together?" Wang Zi'an sensed Chen Wu was trying to bait him; "What are you up to?"

"What does 'playing tricks' mean?"

Chen Wu straightened his cuffs and his gaze fell on the "Invitation Letter for the Hangzhou Writers' Conference" on his desk.

"Aren't you a platinum author from Yuewen Group? Shouldn't you be here?"

Even if you don't care about being an author, you should at least be a shareholder!

That's bullshit!

Wang Zian cursed inwardly.

I used my parents' ID cards when I wrote the novel, and the investments and stock market transactions were also conducted in their names. Everything was kept very secret.

However, after that acquisition, Chen Wu thoroughly investigated the people he had entrusted during the subsequent execution process.

In the face of capital, the disguise of a minor is too easily torn off.

"You're such a dog!" Wang Zian cursed. "I haven't even settled the score with you for investigating me last time!"

"Sure, sure." Chen Wu's tone became relaxed and cheerful again, as if he were playing a game of chess where he already knew the outcome. "Since you're in Hangzhou this time, let's sit down and figure it out slowly. We'll talk about it later~~~"

He paused for half a second, his smile widening. "Didn't you also get your connections to pressure me last time? We're even now, so neither of us should accuse the other."

Wang Zian rolled his eyes!

He still doesn't want to go!

Chen Wu's smile faded, and he spoke his last sentence slowly and deliberately.

"I'll be waiting for you!"

"This concerns the very survival of Yuewen Group. You absolutely must come, or you'll have to explain yourself to the shareholders!"

He paused, then played his last card. "Besides, if you don't come, I'll call the higher-ups."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without giving Wang Zian a chance to refuse.

Wang Zian stared at the small print on his phone screen that read "Call ended" and remained silent for a long while.

In life, people will always encounter difficult problems.

No matter how much you refuse, things often don't go as you imagine.

So, as long as it doesn't pose a threat to your life, just let nature take its course!

He may not go to Hangzhou, but Chen Wu will definitely find various ways to force him to attend the shareholders' meeting.

Chen Wu knew he didn't like to show his face, so he kept many things to himself.

He was being manipulated.

After thinking for a moment, he made a phone call.

"Hey~! It's me~!"

"I'm coming to Hangzhou! Remember to pick me up!"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a woman's voice that was anything but polite. "You're assigning me work as soon as you arrive. I'm very busy."

"Zhang Ruonan, you're the one who said you'd treat me!"

"You just wait!"