66: Little Green Tea's Persistence

8:03 AM, Sunny

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Jiang Chuan was woken up by phone messages. He muted the phone with one hand to avoid disturbing Little Jing, who had slept very late, and carefully withdrew his arm.

He walked out of the bedroom with his phone to see who was disturbing his sweet dreams.

There were messages from Sun Huaze, notifications from Weibo, and many text messages.

Jiang Chuan opened wechat and looked at the messages sent by the other party. As expected, Wang Guichen had returned to Competitive Creation, and Chen Xu had bought back the shares he was forced to sell at a high price.

But he undoubtedly still profited. Compared to the money spent, what mattered more was the rise in his industry status and his greatly increased popularity.

Spending some money to move from the second-tier to the first-tier was something any boss of a live-streaming company would agree to without hesitation.

Deep Sea also formally announced its withdrawal from Sunset. This time, Sun Zhenfeng could no longer sit still. He led the senior management to Shanghai overnight, hoping for a financing opportunity.

Silver Star had already torn up their alliance. Relying on Sunset alone to deal with Starlight? That was a joke.

Knowing the hope was slim, they still had to do their best to fight for it. This was the last chance; they couldn't just sit in the office and wait to die, could they?

"Deep Sea burned that bridge really fast. Their conduct is too unsightly, no shame at all. Poor Old Sun."

Jiang Chuan sat on the living room sofa, tapping his finger on the coffee table. He condemned Deep Sea on behalf of Old Sun and sighed, saying, "Then I'll give you one more push. I wish you an early retirement."

[Jiang Chuan: Release the news about the eldest young master of the Sun family. Let's see Sunset off on its final journey.]

[Wang Jing: Okay, President Jiang!]

Wang Jing had been following the news of the two companies, so naturally, she was prepared. In just ten seconds, she distributed the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Jiang Chuan's newly quieted phone began popping up with messages again; attention was currently at its peak.

He randomly picked a marketing account and clicked to scroll through the hundreds of comments below.

"Sunset is so disgusting! Blatant unspoken rules!"

"Resolutely boycott such unethical companies!"

"I'm a student at Luoda University. Please don't misunderstand; Sun Kai has long been boycotted. I even have a video!"

Netizens clicked on the video one after another and saw a man as handsome as Yanzu standing on a culture stone, holding a megaphone to denounce Sun Kai.

"Isn't this Jiang Chuan from Starlight? So Sunset and Starlight already had a grudge back then?"

"Is there anyone 'big' who can explain how they formed this grudge?"

"I heard it was because Sun Kai stole Jiang Chuan's girlfriend."

"Holy crap! If that woman doesn't want her eyes, she can donate them. She's so blind!"

Zhang Linlin: ???

Jiang Chuan didn't expect this pleasant surprise. His popularity, which had been stagnant for a long time, finally increased a bit more.

He stopped looking at the online news. All of this was expected, with no variables, so there was no need to keep watching. He opened his messages and was dumbfounded by what he saw.

[Feng Qiqi: Have you had breakfast? Want to grab something together?]

[Feng Qiqi: You big lazy pig, not awake yet? Which floor of Building Unit 6 do you live on? I can deliver it to you~]

[Feng Qiqi: I heard you like Chinese food. I know a particularly good Chinese restaurant. Can I have a chance to eat with you?]

Jiang Chuan: ???

"Where did this simp come from? She's even more of a simp than I was in college!"

[Jiang Chuan: Sorry, did you send this to the wrong person? I don't know anyone named Feng Qiqi.]

Ignoring it, he changed into sportswear, put his glasses and formal suit into the system, and took the elevator downstairs to exercise. He hadn't worked out yesterday and felt uncomfortable all over.

Walking to Building Unit 6, he saw that internet celebrity face standing at the entrance, holding breakfast in one hand and staring intently at her phone in the other, as if stuck on some difficult problem.

Beside her was a boy who looked like a little puppy, incessantly chattering about something.

Jiang Chuan pretended not to see them. The door was blocked, so he couldn't go back home. He decided to run around the neighborhood instead. Just as he was about to bypass the two, he heard a surprised shout.

"Jiang Chuan! Did you get my text? I think I might have sent it to the wrong person!"

"If you're Feng Qiqi, then it seems I didn't send it to the wrong person. I'm going to exercise. See ya."

Feng Qiqi stood frozen. She finally knew why he called her 'Miss' last night—it turned out he had forgotten her name!

But the more he didn't care, the more she wanted him. Gritting her teeth, she chased after him in her high heels.

The little puppy was even more bewildered than she was. What happened to the goddess? Who was this simp?

But after working so hard for so long, how could he give up easily? He took out a newly bought Accord car key from his pocket, gripped it in his hand, and chased after them with confidence.

Jiang Chuan heard the sound of high heels behind him and looked back in confusion. He saw the girl following closely in her heels. Seeing his puzzled gaze, she said:

"Don't worry, I won't disturb you. Just let me follow you."

How could the little puppy stand this? He ran over quickly, twirling his car key, and said in a self-proclaimed gentlemanly manner:

"Sir, women are meant to be pampered. Didn't you see she's wearing high heels? How can you have the heart to let her run with you?"

Jiang Chuan had long known there were many weirdos in the world. Frowning, he said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Feng Qiqi immediately stood in front of him and said in unison, "What does it have to do with you?"

little puppy: ???

"I'm speaking up for you, hey! Shouldn't you be very moved by such a warm-hearted man?"

Not daring to face the goddess directly, he twirled the car key, raised his chin slightly, and said with a face full of pride, "Qiqi is my goddess! I will never let anyone bully her!"

Feng Qiqi usually enjoyed being treated like this, but now she just wanted to raise her high heel and give him a hard kick. She quickly explained, "I have no relationship with him!"

Jiang Chuan saw through the young man at a glance; he was actually showing off the car key in his hand. Mischievously, he took out his Mercedes-Benz car key, twirled it around his finger, and mimicked the other's posture, raising his chin slightly as he said:

"I did bully her. I was very forceful last night and made her cry. What are you going to do about it?"

Brother little puppy, seeing the Mercedes-Benz key in the other's hand, quickly pretended nothing happened and tucked his key away. He said with feigned toughness, "Then... then I'll cry with Qiqi!"

Jiang Chuan was speechless. He stopped paying attention to this freak and turned to continue running. He thought he had finally met someone to compete with in the power of posturing, but it turned out to be a weakling—all show and no substance.

Feng Qiqi looked at the boy in front of her, finding him more and more unpleasant. She said displeasurably, "Don't pester me anymore. It's impossible for me to be with you."

After saying that, she stepped into her high heels and chased after Jiang Chuan. Still holding the breakfast, she followed behind with a face full of smiles.

Looking at this scene, the little puppy felt it was very familiar. Wasn't this exactly how they pursued their goddesses?

At this moment, his small heart suffered a huge shock. It turned out goddesses were also simps. When they met a tall, rich, and handsome guy, they were no different from them. He cupped his hands to his mouth like a megaphone and shouted in a very chuunibyou way:

"Feng Qiqi! Bravely pursue your love! If you get tired, just look back; I will always be behind you!"

After shouting, he saw a call coming in. Looking at the caller ID, he frowned in annoyance and answered.

"Brother Wang Hao, I made breakfast for you. Where are you? Can I bring it to you?"

Wang Hao listened to the call that came every day and looked at the goddess holding breakfast not far away. He fell into a long silence.