Cultivation Shura Field

Xu Zhe looked at her thighs and swallowed.

"It seems to be okay?"

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322. Chapter 320 319 When working, call the position

322.

During the self-study class, Xu Zhe was using the computer.

The laptop was placed on Song Xingye's lap.

Both of their chairs were deliberately moved to an angle of about 45 degrees to facilitate operation, but not so conspicuous as to attract attention.

The girl put her knees together and faced Xu Zhe. However, her upper body was still facing the desk, and she seemed to be doing her homework normally. This posture made her waist a little crooked, but it also made the girl's figure look particularly...

Xu Zhe didn’t know what words to use to describe it, he just thought it was very beautiful.

Especially the way she put her knees together and tried to keep her legs balanced, which distracted him. Compared with the beautiful object holding the laptop, the computer screen seemed to have lost its appeal. Although Song Xingye was wearing a school uniform and her sweatpants were very loose, her slender curves were still faintly visible under her movements.

However, after an unknown amount of time, Song Xingye coughed and his face suddenly changed.

The computer on her lap shook violently twice.

Seeing that something was wrong, Xu Zhe quickly picked up the laptop, closed it, and put it back into his drawer.

At the same time, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Xingye put down his pen and covered his waist: "When I coughed just now, I think I accidentally got hurt..."

Xu Zhe secretly complained that this child was really weak and frail and easy to be pushed down.

"Stop sitting crooked like that. Sit up straight and use the table for support."

As he said that, Xu Zhe stood up and helped her move the chair back.

Song Xingye murmured, "I seem to be really lacking in exercise..."

Then he put his schoolbag behind the girl and said, "Don't think too much. Come, lean back and use my schoolbag to cushion your waist. If it doesn't work, ask for leave and I'll take you home."

Song Xingye's eyes suddenly lit up: "Can you take me back?"

Xu Zhe: "Is your back sprain serious?"

Song Xingye: "It seems a bit..."

Xu Zhe: "Then don't hold on, I'll help you walk."

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While other students were still studying, Xu Zhe had already helped Song Xingye walk out of the school gate.

When crossing the road, he suddenly asked, "It seems that your condition is not that serious, right?"

Song Xingye blinked: "Then, shall we go back to the classroom now?"

Xu Zhe: "Forget it, you should get some rest tonight, otherwise it will get worse. Be careful and wait for the car to pass by."

In this way, the two of them crossed the road carefully.

Song Xingye suddenly said, "We are out of school now, can you hold me tighter?"

Xu Zhe: "Why is it tight?"

"that's all."

Song Xingye pulled his arm and walked around from behind her. So, from the perspective of others, it looked like the boy was walking with the girl in his arms.

Then Xu Zhe hugged Song Xingye and passed the corner. The entrance of the unit was right in front of them.

But both of them widened their eyes.

Because there was a silver Volvo parked in front of the door of the apartment building.

The car door opened, and Shen Lan, wearing a windbreaker, came out with a cold face. She looked at the boy and girl who were almost hugging each other, and stood in front of them with her hands folded across her chest.

Just staring coldly.

Xu Zhe subconsciously cleared his throat and explained in the calmest tone possible: "Xiao Ye Zi just twisted her waist accidentally. I asked for leave for her and then sent her back."

"Why did you twist your waist during self-study? You two are deskmates, right?"

Shen Lan's tone was even calmer, and no emotion could be heard from it, which made Xu Zhe feel a little unsure.

But her words seemed to be even worse.

What happened to the boy and girl sitting at the same table in the last row of the classroom that caused the girl to sprain her waist? That scene seems to be something that cannot be thought about carefully...

At this time, Song Xingye spoke up: "I just wanted to see what Xu Zhe was doing on the computer, and I accidentally flashed. It's all my fault. I should exercise more often."

Shen Lan narrowed her eyes slightly: "Is it all your fault?"

Song Xingye: "Yes."

Shen Lan: "I feel too weak, but it can't be said to be your fault."

Song Xingye: "But this is troublesome for Xu Zhe."

Shen Lan looked at the two of them and was silent for a while.

Xu Zhe kept his mouth shut, while Song Xingye just smiled and responded to the senior's gaze with a well-behaved look.

Suddenly, Shen Lan said again: "I just sent you several messages, didn't you see them?"

Xu Zhe: "I was busy asking for leave for her and didn't check my phone."

Shen Lan: "That means you didn't see it. Let me tell you, an investment institution sent an email to the company's email address, saying that they want to talk to us. Mr. Xu, what do you think?"

Xu Zhe: "Of course we can chat. However, we also need to check the qualifications of this institution, see if they have any cases, and see what their reputation is."

Shen Lan: "Will you let others invest?"

Xu Zhe: “I’m not really inclined to accept investment, but I also have to look at the conditions offered by others first.”

Shen Lan suddenly looked at the girl beside him and said, "What I said to Mr. Xu must not be spread outside."

Song Xingye smiled and said, "Of course I will. I never tell anyone outside our company about company matters. Although I am not an employee of Lanzhe Technology, I am also a member of Chongkai Technology."

Shen Lan: "Not even within the company."

Song Xingye: "Sister Lan, please rest assured. I understand the seriousness of the matter."

Shen Lan emphasized: "When discussing company affairs, please address me by my title."

Song Xingye was stunned. But in the blink of an eye, the girl reacted and pursed her lips: "Okay, Mr. Shen."

Shen Lan turned her gaze back to Xu Zhe and said, "Please send her back, Mr. Xu. Then, could you please come out for a while? I want to show you the email from the investor."

"it is good."

So Xu Zhe helped Song Xingye into the apartment building.

Shen Lan was watching from outside. She stood there motionless until the two figures disappeared into the corridor.

Xu Zhe helped Song Xingye into the house she and Tang Lingfei rented, and helped her to the inner room, where he let her sit on the edge of the bed.

He stood in front of the girl and asked, "How do you feel now?"

Song Xingye supported her waist with both hands and whispered, "I'm sorry, I made you get bullied by Senior Sister Shen Lan."

Xu Zhe: "She wasn't being mean to me, was she?"

Song Xingye: "Anyway, she is so unhappy, it must be because of me... I'm sorry."

Xu Zhe sighed, "Don't say sorry, there's nothing to be sorry about. Have a good rest, I'll go out and talk to her."

Song Xingye nodded obediently.

Xu Zhe turned and walked out, but after taking two steps and before he reached the door, he heard the girl behind him say again:

"If it bothers you, how about I stay away from her from now on?"

Xu Zhe turned around and said, "No need."

Then he went out.

Song Xingye lay down on the bed, thinking about what he just said, "No need", a smile appeared on her little face.

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323. Chapter 321 320 Is this a punishment?

323.

After coming out of Song Xingye's house, Xu Zhe got into Shen Lan's car.

He opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and observed Shen Lan's expression for a moment.

The girl with short hair is looking at her mobile phone.

The car was quiet for a while.

Finally, Shen Lan broke the silence: "Did you calm down Song Xingye just now?"

Xu Zhe: "I didn't comfort her much, I just helped her go home."

Shen Lan raised her head and looked at him: "She knows you are coming out to accompany me now, doesn't she have any unhappy reaction?"

Xu Zhe shook his head: "No, and I'm not here to accompany you. We are here to talk about work, Mr. Shen."

Shen Lan said, "Don't call me President Shen, call me sister."

Xu Zhe: "Don't you say that we should refer to our job titles when we are working?"

"That's for other people, but it's different for you."

Before Shen Lan finished speaking, her upper body had already pressed down.

Before Xu Zhe could react, his mouth was blocked. The girl's lips were still so soft, but the force she used was not light at all.

This kiss seemed to be a vent of anger.

After their lips parted, Shen Lan held his shoulders and glanced at the car window: "Classmate Song Xingye, did you see what we were doing just now?"

Xu Zhe: "You can't see inside this car window from the outside."

Shen Lan retracted her gaze and stared at him, finally revealing a hint of a smile: "I suddenly began to feel that it doesn't seem to be a big deal to let her see it."

Xu Zhe could only change the subject: "Let's talk about work. What did we say before? Which investment institution wants to find us?"

Seeing him like this, Shen Lan's smile became more playful. However, she did not dwell on Song Xingye's question anymore, but talked about the company's affairs: "It was Morningstar Group that approached us. I checked and they have invested in many startups. The two most famous ones are Souhu, which makes websites, and Bacheng, which operates World of Warcraft."

In his previous life, Xu Zhe knew little about the capital industry and had never heard of this investment company. But he certainly knew about the two cases they had invested in.

"This company is pretty good. What conditions do they offer?"

"We will exchange 30% of our shares for 20 million."

"This condition..." Xu Zhe curled his lips, "To be honest, it's a bit ordinary. How much money do we have in our account now?"

Shen Lan: "Last month's profit has not yet arrived. It is now 14 million."

Xu Zhe groaned and said, "So there is no need for us to accept investment."

Shen Lan smiled and said, "It's the same idea as mine. Because our costs are so low, we don't even have to spend money. We haven't really started working on the next game yet, and even if we start working on it, even if we hire more programmers, planners, artists, etc., the salary costs will not be as much as our profits. So, if we follow our original plan, there is really no need to exchange shares for investment."

Xu Zhe: "Then just reject it."

Shen Lan: "But the other party also gave me a suggestion. Don't stick to small mobile games. You can try games with higher costs and greater impact."

Xu Zhe: "You won't suggest that we do 3A, right?"

Shen Lan: "That's not the case. Morningstar Group suggested to me that I could make mobile games on a larger scale. According to their analysis, the performance of mobile phones will become stronger and stronger in the future, and the games they can drive will also become larger and larger. They also sent me a research report specifically, do you want to take a look?"

Xu Zhe shook his head. "You can show it to me when you have time, but I don't think it's very meaningful. Because I also believe that mobile phones will become more and more powerful in the future. But for games, the higher the cost, the higher the profit. Blind expansion is not a good thing."

Shen Lan: "What do you think? Do you think it is necessary to meet them?"

Xu Zhe thought for a moment, but suddenly had another idea: "Meet, of course. I finally got a chance to talk to the investment institution, so I must have a good chat. But I may need to adjust the topic a little bit."