Chapter 23: You Call That

As for cars, Qin Xiaoyu had no particular fondness for them; even in his past life on Earth, when he was earning several million a year,

his vehicle was nothing more than one worth less than three hundred thousand.

But still,

this was his first car in this parallel world—and it could rightly be called a luxury vehicle.

So after signing the exchange agreement with Qinya and seeing her off, he couldn’t resist deciding to take it out for a drive.

It was also about time for dinner, so he planned to invite Cai Qiu and Chen Wei to grab a quick meal at a nearby restaurant.

Qin Xiaoyu pulled out his phone, sent them both a WeChat message, and walked toward the Kulinan parked outside the café.

The car was brand-new; even the protective film on the seats remained intact.

But the license plates had already been installed in advance.

“Gaohe really thought of everything,” Qin Xiaoyu muttered to himself, opened the door, and started the engine.

When he arrived at the parking lot beneath the studio, Cai Qiu and Chen Wei happened to be walking out of the stairwell.

They glanced around, and their eyes were immediately drawn to the Kulinan.

What stunned them even more was that the driver’s seat held none other than Qin Xiaoyu—their familiar friend.

“Holy shit, Cai Qiu, is that Fish Brother? Did I just hallucinate?!”

Chen Wei wasn’t sure, stared at the man inside the car for a moment, then turned to Cai Qiu beside him and asked.

“Have some confidence—you’re not seeing things, you’re blind! That’s Fish Brother, damn it…”

Cai Qiu shot back, then sprinted straight toward the car, saying with envy:

“Fish Brother, you’re being unfair. If you’d accepted Gaohe’s investment, we wouldn’t have said a word, right?”

Hearing this, Qin Xiaoyu felt a wave of exasperation and sighed: “What nonsense.

I didn’t accept any investment—that’s true.

But I traded five percent of my shares for this car.

As for the vehicle—if I told you Gaohe gave it to us to celebrate our launch, would you believe me?”

If anyone else had said this, Cai Qiu and Chen Wei would’ve dismissed it entirely.

But the speaker was Qin Xiaoyu, and the giver was Gaohe.

They found it somewhat plausible.

“Tsk tsk—a Kulinan? Just handed out like that? Poverty has limited my imagination; I can’t even process this…”

Cai Qiu opened the door and slid into the passenger seat, still envious.

“Fish Brother, next time you see Boss Gao, ask him if he’s got extras—get us one too!”

Chen Wei, climbing into the back, grinned and joked as he leaned toward Qin Xiaoyu.

“What are you dreaming about? You think Gaohe’s a walking god of wealth?”

Qin Xiaoyu rolled his eyes, then added: “Stop drooling. Once the game starts making money, before we go home for the New Year, I’ll buy each of you the same model.”

Among startup teams, a strange phenomenon often emerges:

Many can endure hardship together.

But after success, they often turn on each other over unequal profit splits, breaking bonds and parting ways.

Right now,

Cai Qiu and Chen Wei are still taking the bus, while he’s already driving a luxury car.

This must leave them feeling a little bitter.

Qin Xiaoyu said what he did partly to spur them on, and partly to make a statement.

Of course,

this wasn’t some idle, empty promise tossed out carelessly.

If Genshin Impact could develop in this parallel world as it did on his past Earth…