159: Chapter 159 Hu Yifei: Wanyu, your dad has definitely been fooled by Bai Erru.

Lin Wanyu's face turned slightly red at Hu Yifei's words. She turned her head to look at Zhao Yang, then shook her head. "Feifei, would you dare to make a move on a guy like this?"

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Hu Yifei slapped her chest, but after glancing at Zhao Yang, her Aura quickly weakened. "It seems... there is a bit of pressure. But nothing in the world is difficult for one who sets their mind to it. If you are brave, I support you! Go for it, swallow him up in one bite!"

Lin Wanyu pointed upward. "I'm afraid of causing trouble for my Family."

Hu Yifei narrowed her eyes. "Was your father tricked by someone? As far as I know—this is gossip, of course—Bai Erru in the Imperial Capital only has one daughter. He just doesn't want your Family to steal his man, right?"

"This..." Lin Wanyu pursed her lips. "I'm not sure. But Feifei, let's not talk about this. If Zhao Yang hears us, I won't have the face to see anyone."

"Hehe, why do I feel like you've taken a liking to him?"

"You're talking nonsense. I'm ignoring you now; I'm going to chat with Haizao."

...

At this moment, Haizao was chatting happily with Chen Meijia.

Perhaps their personalities complemented each other perfectly, and the more they talked, the more they hit it off. Chen Meijia was already pulling on Haizao's arm, ready to swear an oath of sisterhood.

Lü Ziqiao quickly held her back. "Stop acting crazy, okay? Don't scare her."

Chen Meijia, acting like a big boss, said to Haizao, "Sister Haizao, don't worry. As long as I, Chen Meijia, am here, no one in the Jianghu will dare to bully you."

"Thank you, Sister Meijia," Haizao said with a smile.

It was the first time she had felt such a joyful atmosphere. Back when she lived for a while in the old house Hai Ping rented, it was also shared housing, but the neighbors argued and schemed over trivial matters every day. It wasn't like here, where it was so harmonious—she had just seen with her own eyes Lü Ziqiao drinking milk that Zeng Xiaoxian had bought, right in front of him. If that had happened in the old house, they would have been at each other's throats.

...

Time passed quickly. After more than an hour of chatting and laughing, Zhao Yang and Lu Zhanbo finally stopped their discussion. Zhao Yang patted Lu Zhanbo on the shoulder and said, "Zhanbo, regarding that mobile instant messaging System we just talked about, with your computer skills, you can definitely build it."

Lu Zhanbo smiled. "If you say I can, then I definitely can."

"I'll send the architecture to your email later. Completing the code in three months—with your level, there won't be any problems."

"Alright, if you say there's no problem, then there's no problem. I will definitely complete whatever you entrust to me." Lu Zhanbo's mouth stretched from ear to ear; being affirmed by his idol made him feel like he was flying.

Seeing that it was getting late, Zhao Yang proposed to leave. Haizao and Meijia agreed on a time to meet next time, and she followed him out.

Lu Zhanbo was still immersed in the thrill of learning and discussing with his idol, sitting there and giggling non-stop.

Zeng Xiaoxian found it a bit creepy and tugged at Hu Yifei. "Look at Zhanbo. What's up with him?"

Hu Yifei waved her hand. "Don't mind him, he'll be fine in a while. He's been like this since he was a child whenever he was praised by a teacher."

Lü Ziqiao snuck up to Chen Meijia and whispered, "Meijia, Haizao said earlier that she isn't Zhao Yang's girlfriend, so does she have a boyfriend?"

Chen Meijia immediately looked vigilant. "Lü Ziqiao, I'm warning you. Haizao is my sworn sister. If you dare to have designs on her, I'll chop you to death."

Lü Ziqiao's face soured. "How would I dare? She counts as Zhao Yang's friend, and Zhao Yang is a prosecutor. I'd have to be insanely bold to provoke her."

"Then why are you asking?"

"Hehe, having more friends means more paths, right?"

Chen Meijia looked incredulous. "Really?"

Lü Ziqiao put on a righteous expression. "Of course it's true."

"That's not right. If you're not after the person, you must be after money. You aren't planning on borrowing money from her, are you?" Chen Meijia put her hands on her hips. "Lü Ziqiao, do you have no shame? You just met her and you're already thinking about borrowing money? I... I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of salt soda!"

At this moment, Hu Yifei checked the time and kicked Zeng Xiaoxian. "Aren't you going to the station today?"

"Ah?" Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned, then immediately jumped up. "Oh no, I'm going to be late."

He gathered his things and walked toward the door. Just as he reached the entrance, a shrill scream suddenly came from inside the room.

"Ah! No way!"

Zeng Xiaoxian was so startled that he jumped back from the doorway. He turned to look at the source of the scream, Lu Zhanbo. "What are you doing? You scared me to death."

Lu Zhanbo held up his phone, his face filled with disbelief. "Zhao Yang... he... he transferred one million to me."

"Huh?"

"What?"

"What?"

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone stared at Lu Zhanbo.

Finally, Hu Yifei walked over to him and touched his forehead. "You seem normal. Why are you talking nonsense?"

"Sis, it's true. This is the bank text message." As Lu Zhanbo said this, he handed his phone to Hu Yifei.

Hu Yifei looked at the text message. "Let me count... one, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand... one million... Good heavens, did he transfer it to the wrong person? Quickly, call him and ask."

Lu Zhanbo shook his head. "It was meant for me. But I didn't expect him to be serious."

Lü Ziqiao looked at him with an extremely strange expression. "Zhanbo, you didn't... sell anything, did you?"

Zeng Xiaoxian twitched his eyebrows. "One million. I couldn't tell Zhanbo was so expensive. Hehe."

Sekiya Guchi scratched his hair. "What are you all talking about? Zhanbo, you sold? What?"

"Sekiya Guchi," Lu Zhanbo said, looking annoyed, "don't listen to their nonsense. It's like this: Zhao Yang designed an instant messaging software, just like that Penguin one, but it's specifically for mobile phones. The design concept and functions are completely different from Penguin. He has already designed the detailed architecture and algorithms, and all that's left is to write the code. He just said he's entrusting it to me to write."

Hu Yifei looked at him. "So... you agreed?"

Lu Zhanbo nodded. "Yes, I agreed. But I didn't say I wanted money. The transfer note said—this is the first project payment, accounting for 20% of the total, and he wants me to find him tomorrow to sign a contract."

Hu Yifei swallowed hard. "That means, just now, you accepted a five-million software project from Zhao Yang?"

Lu Zhanbo hurriedly shook his head. "No, Sis, I swear, I didn't even mention money. He just asked if I wanted to work on it together, and of course I said yes! You might not know, but being able to develop with Zhao Yang is the dream of everyone in the industry. Then he said he would send the design architecture and core algorithms to my email and told me not to show anyone else, and I said okay. I didn't expect him to pay me."

Lü Ziqiao stared at Lu Zhanbo with glowing eyes. "So, you're a millionaire now? Zhanbo, Brother Bo, please support me. My rent for this month depends on you."

"Lü Ziqiao," Chen Meijia pulled him aside. "Zhao Yang is a prosecutor. Is his money that easy to take? Zhanbo, don't rush. Why don't you call and ask?"

Lu Zhanbo took out his phone. "Alright, I'll call and ask. Who wrote down Zhao Yang's number?"

Hu Yifei couldn't help but facepalm. "You chatted for over an hour, and you didn't ask for his number?"

"The time spent learning from Zhao Yang was so precious, how could I think about writing down his number?"

"Here, Zhao Yang's business card." Hu Yifei took out the card and said, "Put it on speaker, I want to listen too."

"Alright." Lu Zhanbo immediately dialed Zhao Yang's phone number.

After the call connected, his voice was trembling slightly. "Hello, Teacher Zhao, this is Lu Zhanbo."

"Zhanbo, I told you to just call me Brother Yang. Is something the matter? Do you think the price is too low?"

"No, no." Lu Zhanbo hurriedly said, "I wanted to say, regarding the software we discussed, I don't want your money. I can do it for you for free."

Zhao Yang's laughter came from the other end. "Zhanbo, check your email first. As for the rest, we'll talk after you've read it."

Lu Zhanbo scratched his hair. "Then... alright, I'll take a look."

Hanging up the phone, Lu Zhanbo logged into his email. After opening Zhao Yang's email, he froze in place...