Back then, the whole reason I got over 300,000 in livestream inco was because of that one stream at the clinic, when I encountered that genius treating my mom’s diabetes and everyone flooded in with gifts.
Later on Monday, I stread from the animal shelter.
Although the peak viewership was slightly higher than last ti.
But the entire stream only made less than 100,000 yuan.
The other guy himself is a second-gen with over two million a year in pocket money, and he surely has tons of friends at that level.
Saying that in front of this crowd, he’s really afraid he’ll bite his tongue.
"Old Zhang! These are all my good friends, and so extrely close senior sisters and junior sisters, relax a bit and co sit next to ."
At this mont, Comrade Guan Suo pulled Zhang Lingchuan to the seat next to him.
In fact, it was already full.
Even if this guy didn’t say anything, I would still sit over here anyway.
"No worries, just afraid you’ll hype up too much, making things awkward for ."
Zhang Lingchuan himself isn’t exactly an introverted person.
Rather, he’s sowhere in between, leaning a bit toward extroversion.
If soone starts a conversation, he can definitely chi in.
"Guys, check it out, my buddy here is just too low-key."
After seating Zhang Lingchuan, Comrade Guan Suo introduced him to all 28 people at the table.
There were childhood pals, brothers, friends, and a couple of senior and junior sisters.
As expected, the gap between the second-gen wealth circle and his debt-ridden ’negative-generation’ circle was too big.
Among those friends of his.
So were already company owners at a young age, so had beco important civil servants in key fields, and others were high-level executives in various companies, or big shots in research institutes, especially in the livestock industry.
And the senior sister he brought was a biology expert, while the junior sister turned out to be from Northeast University, a top mind from Harbin Industrial University majoring in water supply and engineering, a master’s student in her first year, exceptionally talented.
Surprisingly, there wasn’t a single ’trophy’ beauty among them.
Seems like Prince here isn’t as extravagant as I thought.
Dinner started at six and lasted for two and a half hours, and the whole al was incredibly relaxed.
Of course, there were no consultations and such because no one present knew him.
Thinking about it, everyone here was an elite in their field, caught up in their careers. Who the hell has ti to keep up with so trivial stuff online?
Not like they’re university students with too much free ti.
So Zhang Lingchuan felt extra comfortable eating today.
Otherwise, going anywhere would cause trouble, he’d be living like King Yama.
"Junior Sister Fu! Be careful on the way!!"
The first floor of Chunlong International Grand Hotel.
Zhang Lingchuan accompanied Prince, seeing each friend off.
"Okay, Senior Guan, Senior Zhang, make sure you get ho safely too."
This engineering Junior Sister Fu waved goodbye.
"So how about it, Old Zhang, this junior sister isn’t just good-looking, she’s as much a top student as you are. Her research as an undergrad is practically PhD-level; I bet after her PhD, she’ll get hired right back as an associate professor. Want to introduce her to you?"
Watching Junior Sister Fu’s departing figure.
Old Guan raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Lingchuan.
"If she’s that good, why don’t you go for her?"
Zhang Lingchuan rolled his eyes at him.
If he valued this Junior Sister Fu so much, why not pursue her himself?
Knowing soone with the talent to get hired as an associate professor after her PhD isn’t to be underestimated.
"Isn’t it because I think you’re a better match? Soone a bit cold like that might be boring post-marriage, but for big shots like her, I want to cultivate good connections. She’d be useful later; if she becos my brother’s wife, wouldn’t that make it all the more personal? It’s not likely she’d refuse my favors in the future, right?"
Guan Suo shot a sly smile towards him.
He’s the only child in his family.
He’ll definitely take over the family business in the future.
The people his dad knows are his dad’s people; he also has to know so himself, doesn’t he?
"Huh? Isn’t your family in the livestock industry? How would a water supply specialty be useful?"
Zhang Lingchuan was a bit baffled.
As they say, every trade has its own master, so he inquired.
"Industrial farming! Water supply, hydraulic calculations, drainage design, sprinkler systems, supply, drainage, hot water, fire control, high pressure, disinfection design optimization, water supply planning, water engineering project design, water design standards, etc., we are in high demand and all need expert consultation. Wouldn’t it be ideal if the expert turns out to be your sister-in-law?"
At this mont, Comrade Guan Suo explained.
"So professional, I don’t even get it..."
Although he knew that Prince could get into Ji Da and go straight to grad school thanks to his two tricks.
He hadn’t thought the guy would be this clear-minded.
But when thinking it over, it made sense.
There aren’t that many true playboy second-gens.
Many second-gens are entrusted with family responsibilities from a young age and have professional planning; how bad could they turn out?
"Ah, Old Zhang, it’s normal not to get it. You don’t need to bother with this complicated stuff. Just focus on dicine and later save your buddy’s life with your dical expertise, okay~? My target is to enjoy life till ninety!!"
Guan Suo draped an arm around Zhang Lingchuan’s shoulder.
"Haha... with how reckless you are, making it to fifty is already a stretch."
Zhang Lingchuan glared at him.
Wanting to enjoy life till ninety.
This guy’s ambition is loud and clear.
"Cough, cough! Let’s drop this, no more chatting about it. So, Old Zhang, do you actually like her or what? If you’re interested, I’ll get her WeChat for you, though you probably won’t chat much. I’ll first create opportunities for you, then gradually help you win her over! I can guarantee she’s absolutely a fresh flower, and definitely a rising star in the future!"
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