In Jiangzhou High-tech Entrepreneurship Park, inside a luxuriously decorated office.
"Xiaowei, how come you have time to run to my company today?"
Duan Yiming's eyes were puffy, and his hair was messy like a bird's nest, seemingly unwashed for days, emitting an unpleasant smell.
He scratched his head, frowned at him, and said impatiently,
"If you have something to say, say it quickly, I've been busy these days!"
"I see now why you disappeared for days."
He Xiaowei, like Deng Linhui, comes from a wealthy family. He had previously rented a two-story building across from Jiangzhou University's stadium, planning to open a gym and buy some sports equipment. But luck wasn't on his side, as barely anyone went there in the year after the stadium opened.
Now, he has returned the rented building, and he's invested in a flower shop in the city, not caring much about making money, just looking for something to do so he wouldn't be too idle.
