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Chapter 66

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"Zhang Feng..."

Qin Qin Xiaoyu opened his mouth, a fragment of memory flashed rapidly through his mind, and he soon recalled the name of the young man beside him.

Come to think of it, this young man named Zhang Feng was an old acquaintance of the original owner; both came from the same orphanage and grew up playing together.

In his memories, Zhang Feng was a very righteous person.

Back when the original owner graduated and embarked on his own path of entrepreneurship, opening a game studio, he had borrowed thirty thousand yuan from him due to insufficient startup capital.

However.

After more than a year of entrepreneurship, the original owner's financial situation had not improved much; he had always hovered on the brink of subsistence with no savings at all, so that sum of money remained unpaid to this day.

But.

Zhang Feng was a person worth dealing with.

For such a long time, he had never actively brought up the matter of repayment with the original owner.

Instead, whenever the original owner mentioned it, he would always say, "No rush; repay it whenever you have some extra money."

In these days, there were already few people willing to lend money to others; those who lent money and didn't even urge for repayment were even rarer than phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

A hint of joy at reuniting with an old friend appeared on Zhang Feng's face. He sized Qin Qin Xiaoyu up and down a few times and said:

"When I came back this time, I even went to your studio, but the property management there said you had already moved. I never expected to run into you, kid, in the car! How have things been lately?"

"A bit of progress, just a bit busy!"

Qin Qin Xiaoyu smiled. His impression of Zhang Feng was good. At this moment, thinking of the thirty thousand yuan, he spoke again:

"I'll transfer the money to you. Thanks!"

"Why are you being so polite with me?"

Zhang Feng glanced at the transfer notification popping up on WeChat, chided him lightly, and then added a moment later:

"But since you've already transferred it, I'll just take it then!"

"It's the least I could do!"

Although this money wasn't borrowed by Qin Qin Xiaoyu himself, it wasn't a large amount anyway, and without that sum, the studio probably wouldn't exist today.

Therefore, Qin Qin Xiaoyu felt that repaying the debt on behalf of the original owner was simply a matter of course.

"Are you going out on a business trip?"

Zhang Feng didn't stand on ceremony with Qin Qin Xiaoyu, accepted the money right there, then looked up at him and asked.

"Going to a game agency in Hancheng to handle some matters! What about you? How have things been lately?"

There was no need to mention the award ceremony to just anyone, especially since it wasn't a major award, so Qin Qin Xiaoyu merely brought it up casually before asking about Zhang Feng's recent situation.

"Me? No need to mention it!"

Zhang Feng shook his head and sighed: "I quit my job not long ago, did short videos for a while, accumulated a few fans, and now I'm messing around with live streaming."

In this day and age, the crazy era of live streaming has already passed.

For those fair-skinned, beautiful girls with long legs, even with unions willing to throw money at packaging them, becoming famous isn't an easy task.

And for a man, making a living in this industry is even harder.

"What content do you stream? I heard you mention spending money earlier; it seemed like games, League or PUBG?" Qin Qin Xiaoyu recalled Zhang Feng's previous words and asked curiously.

"It is games, yes, but not the ones you mentioned. How many professional players are streaming now? What chance do we newbies have?"

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