Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 1664 - 578: The Mindset of the Strong (Part 2)

Chapter 1664: Chapter 578: The Mindset of the Strong (Part 2)

Jiang Zheng found it inconvenient to continue the conversation, so he had to retreat to his seat, visibly a bit dejected.

Turning his head again, he saw Tang Song holding a phone, aiming it at the front of the carriage, adjusting the exposure and angles.

Soon, the carriage echoed with a viral online Cantonese and Mandarin bilingual announcement: "Next stop, Xiang River West Kowloon Station."

After filming, Tang Song put away his phone, previewed the results, and smiled slightly.

"Are you filming a short video?" Jiang Zheng asked casually with a smile.

"Yes, making content." Tang Song nodded, his tone calm and steady.

"Is it like a vlog?"

"Something like that." Tang Song said, as he also put on headphones and did some simple editing of the footage.

This time he came to Xiang River not only to deal with major changes at Rongliu Capital but also to shoot a collaboration video with Xue, to boost his account’s followers.

This famous journey from Shen City to Xiang River could perfectly serve as the opening of his video.

During his 3 days in Shen City, he often came across big influencer Luna’s videos, especially the two shot in Xiang River, which were extremely popular, each garnering over 100,000 likes.

Hearing his words, a faint, barely noticeable disappointment flashed through Jiang Zheng’s eyes.

Tang Song’s aura was exceptionally distinctive.

Composed, calm, with an understated nobility, he didn’t look like an ordinary person.

Initially, upon hearing that the other person was in finance, he assumed he was a key figure at some investment bank or the second generation in a family office, naturally feeling a desire to connect.

It turned out he seemed unfamiliar with Xiang River and was also making short videos.

Even though many young investors also create content nowadays, hearing it was still somewhat unexpected.

So he didn’t continue with the previous project introduction.

Instead, he shifted his attention to Li Moran on the other side.

He could faintly hear him saying words like "institution list," "Rongliu Capital," "co-managed account" on the phone.

Every word sounded heavy.

Jiang Zheng leaned slightly forward, making a pose of paying close attention, while quickly organizing his thoughts, pondering how to start the conversation later.

...

On the high-speed train heading from Shen City North to Yang City.

"Tapping-tapping-tapping" – the sound of nails hitting the keyboard kept echoing.

After a while.

Lulu sighed, massaging her temples: "Well, the company I just talked to only starting from 5K, explicitly saying they’re looking for someone who can accept unpaid overtime... Is finding a job this tricky now? I really need to consider switching careers."

Zhang Yan was silent for a while, then softly said: "You could try taking civil service exams or public institution exams."

"Sigh..." Lulu shrugged, "It’s so hard to succeed now, it’s like a thousand troops crossing a single-log bridge. And I still want to buy a house, can’t disrupt the housing fund, really can’t afford to prepare for exams full-time without backup."

"That’s true." Zhang Yan nodded, lowering her eyes, which appeared somewhat dim.

In her heart, she always felt that Lulu was more "successful" than herself.

While still in university, Lulu interned at a new media company, catching the last wave of the public account boon. She wrote several articles that went viral, smoothly became permanent, and saved her first sum of money.

In contrast, she was already 26 this year, with savings only of seventeen thousand, and facing a job loss crisis.

These years, she had been moving and changing rental places, her life floating without taking root.

During every festival, she would also send some money back home.

Saving money was naturally impossible.

If she really wanted to take civil servant exams, she would have to leave Yang City, rent a cheaper place, and prepare seriously.

Where to take the exams?

A name emerged in her mind—Yan City.

Her eyes lightly brightened, and she began to count on her fingers silently.

If she rented one of those old staff apartments in Yan City, a one-bedroom would be about 600 yuan, preparing for exams for a year would be 7200 yuan.

Cooking for herself, keeping monthly expenses under 500; adding daily necessities, utilities, transportation...

Calculating everything, this seventeen thousand seemed just enough.

But the premise is... not getting sick.

Her thoughts slowly dimmed, and her gaze followed suit.

Of course, this is all just "thinking."

She sighed lightly, moving her gaze from her phone back to the comic book on her lap.

"Dragon Ball," Volume 32.

This is also the 2009 edition, with each book carefully selected by her, looking new, without any damage or stains, of excellent quality.

Her chest rose and fell slightly, vivid images flashed in her mind.

Even after twelve years, she still remembered, the one she lost was Volume 16—"Goku Awakens! Super Saiyan Legend."

That volume told the story: Frieza killed Lin, Goku transformed into a Super Saiyan in rage, and the final battle destroyed Namek Star.

She also clearly remembered, her playful deskmate, one day, suddenly holding this comic, standing at the classroom door, declaring righteously: "I’m going to avenge Lin!"

Then he began to "transform," making the classmates burst into laughter.

He returned to the seat, animatedly explaining the plot to her, tirelessly flipping through every page, even pulling her to secretly read the comic during class.

In the end, he lent the beloved comic to her to finish at home over the weekend.

She took it "home," or rather to her aunt’s where she stayed, and seriously read it all.

But when she returned to school that Monday, she found the comic missing.

She searched through her bag, desk, drawers, bedding... but couldn’t find it.

She was crying anxiously, but there was nothing she could do.

Later she discovered her cousin at her aunt’s took the comic to school to "share" it, and they tore and passed it around among classmates page by page.