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Life is nothing more than a river, originating from a spring high in the mountains, continuously gathering rain and snow as it flows, extending to the estuary, where everything fades away without a trace.
Among this, some waves are calm, while others are grand; the endpoint is the same. Only a very few can have their existence passed down alongside humanity.
Jiang Yizhou is like a small stream that somehow has been turned back to the high mountains, having never understood the grandeur of the great river, only having heard about it.
He curled up in his blanket, looking like a salted fish that had lost its ambition. The purchased heater emitted a scorching light, and Jiang Yizhou tried to keep the parts of him exposed to the outside within its warming range.
"Get up!" Li Yue yanked Jiang Yizhou's blanket away without any regard for the fact that this was a boy's bedroom. Of course, there weren't many things that would make one feel uncomfortable, like crumpled tissues in the trash can or enticingly covered CDs.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Yizhou suddenly shivered all over; it was indeed a bit cold. He hurriedly pulled out the clothes he had stuffed into the blanket to warm up and put them on in a fluster.
"What else? Why aren't you at Training Class?" Li Yue couldn't maintain his composure. Standing outside that iron door early in the morning waiting for him to come and open it, he ended up waiting until eight o'clock with no sign of him. After calling and getting no answer, he thought something had happened. It turned out the door wasn't even locked; he was just hiding in his room sleeping in.
"Weren't there no classes today?" Jiang Yizhou squatted in front of the sun, feeling the warmth of its rays.
"Did you forget about the good news? It's cleaning day!"
Jiang Yizhou rolled his eyes; oh... it seemed like there was indeed such a thing!
"Ahahaha, I woke up this morning feeling a bit cold, so I put my clothes in the blanket to warm them up before getting out of bed..." Jiang Yizhou felt guilty and offered half of the sun's warmth to Li Yue, scratching his head and pretending to be clueless. "And then..."
"And then you couldn't get up, right?" Li Yue pouted and glared at him. The sudden drop in temperature felt like entering winter here, which meant snow.
After being blown by the cold wind in the hallway for so long and being stood up like this, his mood naturally wasn't good.
"What about your ambitions? What about your dreams of being a billionaire, Tycoon? How did a wave of cold air bring you back to reality?" Li Yue mocked.
This was also something Jiang Yizhou often boasted about while looking for venture capital—saying that as long as he found investors for this product, he would be a billionaire within two or three years.
Now it seemed utterly ridiculous; wasting two months' time was not as good as seizing opportunities to start something solid right now.
"I'm just not adapting to the northern climate, right? It's really a bit cold! I promise, I promise I'll be on time for work from now on, no more tardiness!" Jiang Yizhou argued without much conviction.
Jiang Yizhou had indeed become somewhat lazy; it wasn't that he had suddenly turned lazy, but rather that his naturally lazy disposition had resurfaced, which was just part of his daily routine.
However, his first attempt at slacking off was shattered when he realized that Qin Yi hadn't locked the door. Jiang Yizhou found this quite strange.
After finishing his morning routine, Jiang Yizhou pulled back the curtains and looked out at the still gloomy weather outside, with frozen ice on the ground. Turning back, he grinned and said, "How about we really take a break today? It's so cold..."
"When will you take a break?" Li Yue took a deep breath to calm her rising chest, "Friday?"
Li Yue felt that working here greatly helped improve her skills. It wasn't just a trivial matter; it wasn't even a makeshift team. She could easily be the boss here. If she ran off with the money, Jiang Yizhou probably wouldn't even notice as long as he still had money to spend. She could practically be a hands-off manager.
"On Friday, I still have to send Ding Zhengnan to catch his flight, so I probably won't have much time. Let's say next week; I will definitely get it done next week!"
...
Jiang Yizhou didn't really know what was going on; perhaps laziness didn't need any reason?
Even if there was a question mark attached to it, it was merely because it was a derogatory term. That was simply the truth.
On the other hand, diligence required reasons: wanting to become better, finding a good job, starting a career, deserving someone special, not wanting to disappoint parents' expectations, pursuing dreams...
Jiang Yizhou's previous life could be described as stagnant; before college, it was all about studying and not understanding anything...
After entering college, rote learning for exams was no longer necessary. It was like being a race car running on a track that finally reached the wilderness—there were no roads but countless paths ahead. However, he had to choose for himself and also take care of maintenance and refueling for the car...
Besides needing to keep moving forward—because that's what he had always done—even though there were structured schools and supportive parents in the past, now he only knew to keep going.
Forget it; I'll just stick to my current major and move forward. The road ahead branches into countless directions anyway. Fine, I'll just close my eyes and drive on.
It was time for graduation decisions again. With no hope for further studies, the options were to take exams, go abroad, or find a job.
With eyes closed, the spring recruitment season arrived, leaving only the option of employment. Nervously, for the first time in four years, Jiang Yizhou put on a suit and entered a job fair. There were no strict job requirements; whether in the capital or elsewhere, returning home or going to the west, finding any job would suffice...
As long as it was a job that could support himself, Jiang Yizhou thought this way. He found a company, and despite the turnover of colleagues around him, he believed that as long as he could make a living, he had no high demands.
Due to this misplaced loyalty and stability, he gradually became the team leader. The salary was decent, but it couldn't compare to those of his peers with career plans. His subordinates changed every two or three years, and Jiang Yizhou still had little thought about the future; living well seemed enough...
After Li Yue helped him tidy up his room and gave him a few reminders before leaving, Jiang Yizhou took out the beer he had left in the corner and opened it with a bottle opener, drinking cup after cup.
He had bought it back in August—two cases of beer—and had only consumed three or four bottles before leaving it untouched in the corner.
Suddenly feeling an inexplicable sense of suffocation, Jiang Yizhou thought that even though he now had a goal—like working hard to invest in lucrative opportunities from his memories—he could still open his own "workshop."
He handled various procedures, stood on the street handing out flyers, faced everyone from teenagers to elderly people without much hesitation, wrote lesson plans, and improved teaching methods...
However, in his past life, he had been so passive that he gradually fell into such a situation. Jiang Yizhou couldn't understand it but felt fortunate to have another chance—even if it was just to make money—he was anxious about repeating his past mistakes.
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