Not knowing why, Liu Chen heard a hint of displeasure in Ren Yu’s “Is that so?”
Perhaps he was overthinking. How could someone like Ren Yu, a proud prodigy, be upset by a friend's praise?
With this thought, Liu Chen continued to flip through the other sections of the newspaper.
Perhaps it was because he had napped in the morning, or because the hot pot he ate at noon was quite nourishing, but Liu Chen had carefully read the entire six-page newspaper, even going through the job advertisements.
Flipping through the newspaper again, reading it for the second time, and preparing to start the third, Ren Yu, who had been sitting beside him, suddenly spoke:
“Why are you in Beijing?”
“Cough cough!!!”
Liu Chen, who had been under the impression that if he read the newspaper enough times, he could silently and uneventfully disembark the plane, was startled into a coughing fit by this sentence.
Then, he saw a bottle of mineral water appear before his eyes.
“Drink water.”
He quickly took the mineral water from Ren Yu’s hand, gulped down two mouthfuls, forcefully straightened his breathing, and then took deep breaths of fresh air to calm himself.
While calming down, he frantically began to brainstorm an explanation for his visit to Beijing.
After a long while, after a hundred excuses flashed through Liu Chen's mind, he still decided to tell the truth.
“To look at apartments.”
“Hmm?”
“Aren’t you going to study in Beijing next year? I want to live in my own place, I’ve never experienced dorm life.”
“You could try dorm life first, and if you can’t adapt, then live separately.”
Huh? How did the conversation suddenly shift here? So… was Ren Yu also bored on the plane and just making conversation?
Liu Chen felt he had discovered the truth.
Since it was a conversation, Liu Chen’s state of mind also relaxed. His shoulders were no longer tense, but slightly reclined. He found a comfortable position and said:
“Probably. What about you, Brother Ren Yu? Are you living in the dorms? You probably aren’t, right? I heard from Ren Mo before that your company often works overtime.”
A hint of annoyance flashed in Ren Yu’s eyes. Ren Mo’s mouth was still as leaky as ever.
“It’s been busy this year, mostly out and about.”
After a pause, Ren Yu leaned his upper body diagonally against the back of Liu Chen’s seat and said:
“Have you decided on your major? I can help you with some advice.”
Liu Chen blinked his eyes.
“I want to study Food Science and Engineering, and Finance.”
“You want a double major? That will be very tiring.”
“Well… I’ll see then. If I don’t have the extra energy, I’ll stick with Food Science.”
This answer made Ren Yu raise an eyebrow:
“A bit unexpected, I thought you’d choose Finance.”
“I’m quite fond of the frozen food industry. I want to learn systematically and eventually open a food processing plant.”
Ren Yu suddenly fell silent. Unlike Ren Mo, Liu Chen’s future choices were all based on his plans for the future, and this plan didn’t seem to involve staying in Beijing.
After all, the cost of establishing a food plant in Beijing would be far higher than in C City, potentially more than double. It wasn’t just labor, but also land, utilities, and so on. Most food plants had very thin profit margins, and one could even say that profits were squeezed from cost reductions. Therefore, there was no possibility of opening a food plant in Beijing.
Because of Ren Yu’s silence, the atmosphere between them suddenly turned cold. Liu Chen thought about what he had just said and asked with some confusion:
“Brother Ren Yu, do you think I’m not suited to open a food plant?”
Ren Yu’s eyelashes drooped. Looking at the nervous Liu Chen, he finally said:
“No, you are very action-oriented. If you do something physical, you’ll do very well. It’s just that, given your personality, I thought you’d prefer majors like Finance or Computer Science.”
“Is that so?” Liu Chen subconsciously retorted, then thought for a moment. Without the system, if he had tried hard in the exams after rebirth, he might have only barely gotten into a second-tier university, or perhaps a lower-tier first-tier university with good luck.
What major would he choose then?
After a long period of thought, Liu Chen realized that he would still choose Food Science and Engineering.
As for Finance, he only knew a few stocks. To really wear a suit every day and shuttle between major office buildings, it might be okay for a short time, but for a long time, he would probably feel suffocated.
It was the same for Computer Science. Liu Chen felt he might have some sort of quirk, as he enjoyed occasionally entering cold storage to take a breath of air so cold it chilled his very lungs.
“Then what about you, Brother Ren Yu? Why did you choose Computer Science?” Liu Chen’s question turned the topic back to Ren Yu.
In fact, Liu Chen had always been curious about top students like Ren Yu. According to Ren Mo, their family had always thought Ren Yu would go into finance. But after one semester, they suddenly realized that their son/eldest brother was studying Computer Science!
“Computer Science is fair.”
Fair?
Liu Chen had considered many answers, such as liking to play games, or thinking Computer Science was more promising, but… Computer Science is fair?
Perhaps seeing Liu Chen’s confused expression, Ren Yu, for the first time in a while, explained:
“The farm game is the result of fairness.”
Farm game?
Liu Chen felt he was beginning to understand what Ren Yu meant by fairness. Regardless of whether you were a college student or an office worker who had entered society, as long as you had an idea and you made the game,
Then you could directly monetize the game, or upload it to a game platform. Viewed this way, even if the stock god were alive, it would be impossible to turn ten thousand yuan into the current earnings of the farm game in three years. It was no wonder Ren Yu said it was fair.
Thinking of the 40,000 yuan in dividends he received in just five days after the game was launched, Liu Chen suddenly realized:
“Then aren’t you, Brother Ren Yu, already earning three million a month from the farm game before even graduating from university?”
Three million a month? More than he earned from the lucky draw system each month?
Even if he was exploiting a bug, allowing his mother to sell some finely packaged hand-grabbed pancakes and sauces during festivals, increasing the number of lucky draw tickets, the total he drew each month was less than 1.3 million.
Less than half of Ren Yu’s income?
He didn’t realize it until he calculated it.
Indeed, there were many talented people in this world. Like Yu Li whom he met today, like Lai Jie Lun who passed the art college entrance examination after only a month of training, and still maintained his position as second in his grade after returning. Like—Ren Yu, sitting beside him, who was worth tens of millions before even graduating from university, and was surely destined to be worth hundreds of millions in the future.
He himself was only able to maintain a similar level of understanding, achievement, and income because of the system’s assistance.
Thinking this, Liu Chen felt that he had to work even harder!