The world of film and television begins with the God of Medicine.

Chapter 1413 Testing
The Science and Technology Park, the former office location of Youxiang.com, is now deserted.

But the place was cleaned quite well. There was not a single piece of waste paper on the floor or the table, and there was not much dust on the table. Before leaving, Youxiang.com hired someone to clean the place.

So they moved out because Liu Qiangdong was not like Wang Yan. He was a complete social person and it was easier for him to manage the company. Although Wang Yan didn't have classes, it was not good for him not to come to school. He still lives in the school dormitory. The house he bought outside was just a deep discussion with Xiao Qianxi...

"Here, take some antipyretic medicine. You'll be almost fine after taking it and having a good sleep." Wang Yan took the medicine, got a bottle of mineral water and put them on the table.

"Thank you, Wang Yan."

Xie Qiao thanked him, picked up the antipyretic medicine, and drank it with gulps of water, drinking half a bottle of water.

She said a little embarrassedly, "I found out I had a fever this morning, and I ran out without even drinking any water."

"You haven't eaten any food?"

"No."

Wang Yan checked the time on his phone and said, "Just bear with it for a while. The food will be delivered in about an hour."

"Ah."

Xie Qiao nodded and sat in the chair worriedly, "You said I didn't really get it, did you?"

"I've said it several times. No, no." Wang Yan shook his head with a smile. "As far as I know, no one in our school has been diagnosed. The ones who are isolated are just those with fever. How could you have it? Don't worry, don't overthink it, there's nothing wrong."

"I'm really scared, Wang Yan. These past few days, I've been thinking, what if I get sick? Would my death be particularly scary..."

"If you scare yourself, you will only feel worse. Just think about something else and divert your attention."

"I can't control it. My mind is full of flu, flu..." Xie Qiao rested his elbows on the table, covering his hot forehead with his hands, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Wang Yan sat beside her, with his long legs draped over the table: "Have you been working in the dormitory these days?"

"She did a little bit, but Qianxi did the most. She was the most stable and seemed not to be afraid of anything. She didn't even think about the flu. She kept sending messages to other employees every day. Xu Lin kept shouting that he wanted to go home, saying that he didn't want to die away from home and would rather die at home. She would shout a few times after working for a while, and she would read the reports on Zhiwo.com every day and call home."

Xie Qiao muttered to himself, then turned to look at Wang Yan, "No, you are too capitalist, aren't you? In such a dire situation, you still want us to work?"

"Capitalists? I've been very nice to you." Wang Yan glanced at her and said with a smile, "If you want to survive in this world, you have to live."

"Isn't this nonsense?"

"How do you live then? Isn't it all about making money? Unless the world really ends, people have to sell their labor to get money to buy the necessities of life. Otherwise, what can we do? A whole family will eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and just sit there and do nothing?

And it's not just my company's problem. Isn't there group buying? Zhiwo.com has more than a thousand people working on distribution in Beijing alone. What about the manufacturers? What about the workers?
This is a whole chain. If it didn’t exist before, it would be fine. But now it has to exist. Otherwise, what will happen to the workers who are employed by it? Although Zhiwo.com is not big yet, it has affected nearly one million people upstream and downstream.

"I didn't expect it to be so complicated." Xie Qiao sighed, "Look at it this way, the employees at the magazine have more than 60 families and 200 to 300 people. It's really difficult..."

"It's just for a while, and then it will be fine."

"Do you have accurate information?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "No."

Xie Qiao asked: "How long do you estimate it will take?"

"In two to three months, the virus will be transmitted, spread, and blocked within this time. After a period of time, the number of infected cases should increase, and then gradually decrease under control, and eventually resume production and life as before."

"Ah?" Xie Qiao sighed again, "Doesn't that mean we'll be closed until June?"

"It will probably be around May," Wang Yan said. "We are a university after all. We are full of talented people. We will definitely do it in the safest way possible."

"Hey... you said everything was fine, how come this happened?"

"Imperialism is determined to destroy us."

"What? You mean, this was poisoned by foreigners?"

"It's hard to say, I'm just talking nonsense." Wang Yan shook his head. "Whether it's true or not, just take it as true. Someone is destroying our stability, unity, prosperity and development. Thinking this way makes me feel comfortable and gives me a reason to be angry."

"You are really good at comforting yourself."

"How else can you think about how I have grown up so strong and healthy on my own for so many years?"

Xie Qiao was silent for a long time before she said, "It's really not easy for you."

"So, learn some advanced experience from me. Don't think about yourself in the coffin before the problem even happens."

"Ah..." Xie Qiao couldn't help but sigh, "It's so scary..."

This is just the beginning! There will be something even more amazing in 16 years...

Wang Yan shook his head and asked, "I remember Qin Chuan said before that he opened a store outside, right?"

"Just before the New Year, he rented a shop and planned to renovate it and open it for business just in time for the start of the school term. Then the flu happened, and he couldn't open the shop anymore, and lost several months of rent for nothing. He also said he would give out coupons on Zhiwo.com..."

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters are inevitable. How much money did he have? Look at me, the compensation I paid is in the tens of millions."

"Didn't you say that you can earn it back later? You are a big company. Millions are in and out. There is no comparison at all, okay?"

"Well, what you said makes sense." Wang Yan nodded with a smile.

Since Qin Chuan did not leave because of Xie Qiao's refusal, it was natural for him to continue developing along the route of the original drama and open a shop outside.

Qin Chuan made a lot of money over the past year. He was talking about a monthly net profit of 5,000 yuan. At that time, the average salary of workers across the country was a little over 1,000 yuan, and even the average salary in Beijing and Shanghai did not reach 2,000 yuan. He and Dalong were already high-paying jobs selling pancakes together. Even if Wang Ying did not pay for it now, the two of them could save some money in a year and invest some extra money to open a shop.

Moreover, the school stall was still profitable, so Qin Chuan and Da Long would have no problem making ends meet. They could even choose not to go and hire two people to work there, which would save them a lot of money every month, and it would be considered a passive income.

In the original play, this was Wang Ying's help. Now, it was Wang Yan's support. After all, Wang Ying had no reason to help Qin Chuan. If he didn't ask, Qin Chuan would not be able to enter the school cafeteria.

On the other hand, his help will last longer. After all, in the original play, when Wang Ying's father fell from power, Qin Chuan would definitely not be able to stay at the canteen stall. Now with the care of Wang, this stall will always belong to Qin Chuan.

From this perspective, Wang Yan was quite considerate to Qin Chuan...

"Perfunctory..." Xie Qiao curled his lips.

Wang Yan smiled and put his arm around her shoulders again: "Comrade Xie Qiao is in good spirits now, why aren't you worried about the flu?"

"Oh, don't do this. If you do this again, I...I will..."

"What about you?"

"Oh." Xie Qiao broke free from Wang Yan's arm, slid his chair away, and said with a red face, "Are you doing this to Qian Xi? It's not appropriate."

"I think I said it from the beginning. I am a playboy. When I was with her, she told me what you advised her. She also told me her answer."

Xie Qiao was silent. She didn’t know what to say at this moment.

So Wang Yan talked to himself: "I told Qianxi that I would not marry her."

"What?" Xie Qiao's eyes widened, "Not getting married?"

"What's the problem? Don't you think this should be a normal development? What does marriage represent? What can it restrict?" Wang Yan repeated to Xie Qiao what he had said to Li Nana before, "I may be very utilitarian in saying this because it erases love, but this is the case for me."

After hearing this, Xie Qiao fell silent again.

After a long while, she finally said, "What did Qianxi say?"

"understood."

"knew?"

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "That's what she said."

Xie Qiao suddenly understood: "I was wondering why she was working so hard. She wanted to make herself valuable and didn't want to be someone who was kept by someone else."

"Then you may have misunderstood." Seeing Xie Qiao's puzzled expression, Wang Yan said, "Qianxi has always been a strong person. No matter what our relationship is, this will not change. She works hard to improve her abilities and value, but how much of this is for me is still debatable.

But this is not important, right? If she improves her own ability, she will not be dependent on others in the future, and she will have a high degree of freedom and will not be afraid to go anywhere. This is a good thing. After all, no one can predict what will happen in the future. What if I go bankrupt? Although I will not be poor, I will not be rich either. I can't take care of her, and she can also fight for her own career.

In fact, it is not just Qianxi, Xu Lin is also like this. She works very seriously and hard. Because she knows that this is a rare opportunity for her and the capital for her to walk in the society in the future. Qianxi has my support. You are a local and your family does not expect anything from you. As long as you are safe and healthy, it’s fine. Wang Ying is even more so. So Xu Lin works very hard, grows and improves her self-worth. ”

Xie Qiao frowned and thought, then nodded: "You're right, I usually don't pay much attention to it. Well, now that I think about it, Wang Ying is actually working very hard."

"She got in based on her own abilities. She is also very strong-willed and wants to prove her ability without relying on her family. Many second-generations from powerful and wealthy families have this kind of thinking. It's normal."

"So what do you think of Lu Daxian? How is she?"

The Lu Daxian that Xie Qiao mentioned is Lu Qianran, because Lu Qianran likes to use tarot cards to tell fortunes and is mysterious, hence the name.

Wang Yan said: "She is in a similar situation to you. You two are both locals, both are treasures of your families, you don't have much motivation to strive for success, and you both give people a very comfortable feeling.

You two didn’t work particularly hard, but because of the atmosphere in the magazine, you didn’t fall behind. For you two, the work in the magazine is more like playing a growth management game. If you are happy, you do more, and if you are unhappy, you do less. ”

"So the art and photography magazines that we are in charge of have mediocre performance?" Xie Qiao looked at Wang Yan pitifully, "We are holding you back, right? Especially since I am in charge of your favorite photography..."

"Didn't I just say that you two didn't hold back? The mediocre results are actually the result of your two doing well." Wang Yan consoled with a smile, "Art and photography are small categories in themselves, and there are not as many people paying attention to them as you might think. If we really want to explode and have a huge amount of popularity, we have to wait until our country's economy develops to a certain level, and the people become wealthy to a certain level, and then people start paying attention to these things again.

Obviously, people are not rich enough now, and literature is withering and dying, not to mention the wider arts and more niche photography? So if you can have a stable group of readers and ensure that the content output is above the standard, you are already very successful. Don't be discouraged. If you are not doing well, I will tell you directly. "

"You're such a comforter."

"Tell the truth. You know, I have always been a sincere person. Telling the truth is part of sincerity."

Seeing Wang Yan raising his eyebrows at him with a smile, Xie Qiao, who had just thought that he had successfully changed the subject, blushed again, and lay down on the table, saying in a humming voice: "I want to lie down for a while."

"Okay, I'll go down to work. Call me if you have anything."

Wang Yan responded, simply got up and left, going downstairs to continue his struggle.

The employees downstairs are all part-time computer science students from Peking University and Tsinghua University. They are already the third batch. Unlike the first batch of seniors who basically stayed in the company, the number of students who stayed in the last two batches is much lower. This is because they lack the spirit of collective hard work and friendship of the first batch.

Now it is completely a cooperation between Zhiwo.com and the schools, providing one of the more popular platforms for Peking University and Tsinghua University students to do internships on campus.

But this is not bad. After all, students from Peking University and Tsinghua University are very ambitious. Although the country is developing rapidly now, foreign countries are still leading, and it is difficult to escape the intention of these people to work hard abroad.

Wang Yan didn't mind these things. He made a lot of money by hiring high-level labor at a low cost. Moreover, there were various research projects related to the school, and he could also participate in them and get a lot of benefits...

After hearing Wang Yan leave, the empty office fell into silence. It was so quiet that Xie Qiao could only hear her own excited heartbeat and suppressed breathing. She finally opened her eyes.

My mind was full of random thoughts: work, life, studies, friends, and... Wang Yan...

Before she knew it, she fell asleep on the table...

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