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"Turns out you don't have confidence either!" Ding Zhengnan muttered.
Jiang Yizhou could only pretend he didn't hear. After starting his new life, the only change was his current effortful appearance. He struggled for a goal that, while not necessarily correct, was generally on the right track.
However, it seemed that this path had not yet been cleared. There was still a long way to go before Instant Messaging could be applied maturely. Compared to the more convenient communication methods like text messaging, there were still mobile dreams and value-added services opening up profit avenues for Instant Messaging.
Thinking back to how Tencent survived in later years, it relied on those value-added services and coins that supported Tencent through the cold winter of the internet.
Now, launching Instant Messaging was more about being a tool for large companies to attract users. America Online's acquisition was aimed at its user base. Large internet companies had mature profit models and needed users, while simply increasing user numbers seemed unsustainable for Instant Messaging.
And now there weren't even many venture capitalists!
Looking at the girl with a complex expression, Jiang Yizhou could only feel apologetic inside. It was heavy to let her have hope in him.
"Forget about that. You don't have anything else to do, right?"
"I just want to get a good sleep; does that count as something?" Feeling the girl suddenly become serious, Jiang Yizhou tried to ask despite his drowsiness.
"Oh, I see. You should rest well!" The girl seemed to relax a lot in an instant. Jiang Yizhou felt this way too, but drowsiness made him casually say goodbye to the two before returning to his room and collapsing into sleep.
"Ding Jie, why aren't you..." After Jiang Yizhou returned to his room, Qin Yi asked Ding Zhengnan with concern.
"Nothing much. I just suddenly feel like it doesn't matter anymore? From start to finish, I've been dragging him along by myself; it's really exhausting and too hard," Ding Zhengnan replied calmly to Qin Yi's question.
She recalled how it all began with a stolen bicycle. After realizing she couldn't get it back, she started telling herself it was about justice and continued entangling with Jiang Yizhou, spending time together—shopping, watching movies, sharing secrets.
At this moment when she wanted to express herself, she felt somewhat tired. Even if there was a high chance he would agree after breaking through the barrier between them, she suddenly didn't want to pursue that anymore; it wasn't what she wanted.
If he could just say one sentence, Ding Zhengnan would feel gratified and want to continue trying, but there were no "ifs."
August 21st, sunny turning cloudy, reaching 1 degree Celsius.
Jiang Yizhou woke up at five in the morning, got dressed, washed up, and sat at his desk, lost in thought, quietly waiting for the sunrise. After the sun rose, he went out for breakfast, took a short walk, and then returned to his residence.
"You’re awake! I brought you breakfast—your favorite vegetarian buns and some soy milk!" Jiang Yizhou waved the bag in his hand and smiled at Qin Yi, who came out of the room yawning.
Qin Yi, sporting dark circles under his eyes and lacking energy, nodded casually at Jiang Yizhou before heading to the bathroom. He squeezed toothpaste onto his toothbrush and began brushing his teeth.
Wait, shouldn’t he remind him about something? As Jiang Yizhou's roommate, Qin Yi was more aware of the situation between him and the girl than Jiang Yizhou himself.
Last night had nearly driven her crazy; one was completely oblivious while the other suddenly became reserved at the last moment. It was really difficult to intervene in such matters!
"Yizhou, check the calendar. What date is it on the lunar calendar?" After spitting out mouthwash, Qin Yi called out to Jiang Yizhou outside.
"Lunar calendar?" He walked over to the old-fashioned calendar hanging on the wall and tore off yesterday's page. Huh? It’s the seventh day of the seventh month. This festival has gradually been revived in various commercial promotions, although it still doesn't compare to Valentine's Day; it has gained some recognition.
"Yeah, just passed the seventh day of the seventh month. Yi Jie, what are you up to? Is there something special going on?" A voice filled with amusement reached Qin Yi as he wiped his face with a towel. He couldn’t help but think that this was something Jiang Yizhou should be paying attention to!
"Actually, it's about a friend of mine. She plans to confess to her crush on Qixi Festival, but I'm really worried about how it will turn out!" Qin Yi, dressed casually in slippers and light clothing, walked over to the dining table. While eating the breakfast Jiang Yizhou had brought back for him, he shared the story he had just made up.
"My friend really likes that guy a lot, but their interactions have always been initiated by her. It pains me to see it; I'm afraid if they end up together she’ll have to compromise so much!" Qin Yi glanced at Jiang Yizhou and noticed he showed no reaction at all, so he continued.
"That guy is completely clueless and unnecessarily rational about love; he hasn’t even said a single romantic line! I don’t understand why my friend likes him! I wonder how it’s going now—did she succeed or fail?"
Jiang Yizhou, who was doodling in a notebook, suddenly became interested. "I actually find that guy's perspective quite interesting; it's not really necessary, right? Like my parents' generation—they just went on blind dates. If they were compatible, they would get married and eventually become family!"
This guy is hopeless! Qin Yi thought as he took a big sip of soy milk.
"Jiang Yizhou, don’t you think your way of thinking is absurd? There were plenty of people dating back then! Don’t just use your lazy examples as if they represent everything!" Qin Yi retorted. "At least have some aspirations! Put that same effort you use for your career into pursuing love!"
"Yeah, you make a good point. I just feel like it's not for me!" Jiang Yizhou blinked nonchalantly a few times and shamelessly changed the subject.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou!"
"Good morning, Mr. Zhou!"
"Morning, Mr. Zhou!"
Zhou Quan arrived at the company and began working as soon as he reached his office.
He worked for a Venture Capital Firm established in China from the United States, one of the earliest firms to enter the Chinese market. However, the investment environment in China at that time was not very friendly, and the relevant mechanisms were still underdeveloped; everything was being pushed forward through trial and error.
Zhou Quan was responsible for overseeing investment operations in China.
After handling the daily documents, he was about to review the plan of a young man from yesterday when there was a knock on the door.
"Mr. Zhou, the person you met with yesterday has arrived and is waiting for you in the conference room!" his assistant reminded him.
This was an individual seeking investment from Shanghai City, recommended by contacts there for him to discuss potential investment matters.
"I'll be right there!" Zhou Quan organized the documents on his desk and strode out of the office.
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