Chapter 85: Chapter 85: A Sudden Cooperation?

“Watch whatever you want?” Lin Chuan’s mouth curved into a smile, with a chuckling heh heh.

“Uh…”

Little Landlady’s pretty face blushed slightly as she spat, “You’re not being serious, I’m still a student!”

“A college student indeed!” Lin Chuan coughed lightly twice.

“Master, if you keep this up, I’m not paying the bill!”

Little Landlady puffed up, her chest heaving like surging waves, making her loose cartoon sweatshirt look tight on her.

Lin Chuan chuckled and quickly bowed his head to eat his rice.

When dealing with Little Landlady, Lin Chuan had to relax a lot.

Perhaps because they had known each other for a long time.

Watching Lin Chuan gobble his food, Little Landlady turned to the fridge, took out a bottle of six thirty soy milk, and placed it in front of Lin Chuan, “Don’t eat so fast, be careful not to choke.”

“You’re quite caring, aren’t you.”

Lin Chuan took a sip of soy milk and said with a smile.

Little Landlady pursed her lips, “Who told you to be the future chairman?”

Lin Chuan countered, “I’m the future chairman, what position have you assigned yourself?”

“What’s the position called for someone in charge of money?” Little Landlady appeared contemplative.

“The position for managing money…”

Lin Chuan smiled and teased, “Chairman’s wife, maybe?”

“Then it’s chairman’s wif…” Little Landlady began, but suddenly realized something was off and indignantly said, “You’re trying to take advantage of me again, take the bus back by yourself later!”

“The seats on the bus are too hard,” Lin Chuan shook his head.

“My little electric scooter can’t carry such an influent author!”

Little Landlady crossed her arms in front of her chest, propping up two humps.

Lin Chuan sighed, “I didn’t expect our 720 studio hasn’t even taken off yet, and we’re already facing the prospect of falling apart.”

Little Landlady laughed out of anger, “I’ll take you back after we eat, then I’ll ask my second uncle if there are any internet cafes that want to cooperate with us, in hopes of expanding our business territory a bit.”

Lin Chuan smiled.

This Little Landlady really had a head for business, a fan of movies, and also a little money-grubber.

However, as for negotiating business and the like, she was adept, and Lin Chuan was more than happy to have the leisure time.

As for the finances…

720 studio had just started, and with details large and small, Xinxin often reported the situation to Lin Chuan, especially regarding finances, in detail.

She was a good helpmate.

Ah no, a good finance director!

…

Under the scorching sun, Lin Chuan sat behind Little Landlady on her little electric scooter, weaving through the crowded streets towards Happiness Community in the east of the city.

Lin Chuan wanted to take a nap.

He had just experienced the life of a fraud salesman last night, and this morning he had “fought” with AW.

His energy expenditure was truly a bit large, like the feeling of emptiness after washing hands several times.

“Chairman, do you want to switch to a different house?”

In front of the rental, Xinxin looked at the narrow little space and slightly furrowed her brow.

“Switch houses?”

Lin Chuan returned the question, “Is this rental room really that bad?”

Xinxin took another earnest look at the rental, the floor tiles slightly yellowed and the white putty peeling in some places.

Then, she nodded, “This place does seem a bit subpar.”

“Knowing it’s not great, you still charge me a thousand for rent,” Lin Chuan raised an eyebrow, smiling.

“Uh…”

Xinxin found herself at a loss for words, “A thousand is actually quite a fair price, considering you’re my chairman, I could just switch your room for you.”

“Switch to where?”

“My place is alright, isn’t it? Also in Happiness Community.”

“Old Zhang would kill me!”

“What are you daydreaming about? I don’t have just one home. I’d only be renting it to you temporarily, still for a thousand a month. How about it?” Xinxin said with a smile.

“You’re making money off the chairman’s back?” Lin Chuan feigned a frown.

“One thing at a time, here we are landlord and tenant, in the studio we share a partnership as major and minor shareholders,” Little Landlady said shrewdly.

Lin Chuan smiled, “Moving is too much trouble.”

In the rented apartment, the decor was slightly spartan, but it triumphed in cleanliness and tidiness, without a messy spot in sight. And through the room’s window, one could see the old city architecture outside the Happiness Community, as well as the dazzling night sky.

There were also warm sun, bright moon, gentle breeze, occasional chirps of insects and birdsong, the rustling of light rain.

For a writer, it was a not-so-bad creative environment.

The only downside was the public area of the community, which was somewhat lacking.

“Little Landlady, I’m going to take a nap,” Lin Chuan said, yawning.

“I’m a bit sleepy, too,” yawned the Little Landlady, catching the contagion and covering her mouth.

“Together?” Lin Chuan invited.

“Hmm?” The Little Landlady frowned, then pursed her lips, and her angry little fist was about to slam into Lin Chuan’s chest at high speed.

Having experienced the profession of an Assassin, Lin Chuan’s instinct for combat fighting made him subconsciously sidestep to the right, dodging the punch.

But as Lin Chuan moved aside, the Little Landlady, off-balance and propelled by gravity, immediately tipped forward.

Thud!

Lin Chuan caught the Little Landlady by her slim waist, steadying her, and muttered, “Isn’t this plot a bit cliché?”

This kind of plot had been written in internet novels thousands of times.

How could it actually happen in real life?

“What other plot were you expecting?”

The Little Landlady pouted, wriggled free from Lin Chuan’s embrace, and as she walked downstairs, she huffed, “If you dare to bully me again, I’m going to raise your rent!”

Lin Chuan watched the Little Landlady go downstairs and shouted down the stairwell, “It was purely accidental; you can’t blame me for that.”

“Hmph!” Back came a cold snort from the Little Landlady within the stairwell.

Lin Chuan chuckled and turned back to his room.

To a deep slumber.

…

Downstairs.

The Little Landlady, Zhang Xinxin, murmured discontentedly but still entered the office of Studio 720, ready to summarize the financial data.

After busying herself for a while, the Little Landlady had some free time and started scrolling through videos on her phone.

“Hmm?”

“Why are all the trending topics related to hackers?”

“A mysterious Hacker?”

The Little Landlady looked at the hot search headlines on her phone, puzzled.

Ring, ring, ring—

At that moment, the Little Landlady’s phone rang.

An unfamiliar number.

Zhang Xinxin pressed the answer button, speaking in as gentle a voice as possible, “Hello, this is Studio 720; how can I help you?”

From the phone came a soft voice, sounding as refreshing as a spring breeze, “Hello, Studio 720, this is Anling City Cyber Security Detachment speaking.”

The person got straight to the point.

Cyber Security Detachment?

The Little Landlady was caught off guard and quickly replied, “Officer, is there something the matter?”

“Don’t be nervous, we’re just verifying some information. Studio 720 is registered under Lin Chuan, with the business ID number *****. And the studio has been working in cooperation with Forbidden Summit Esports Internet Cafe, correct?” the Cyber Police officer inquired.

“Yes,” the Little Landlady glanced at the business license and confirmed.

“This morning, Studio 720 performed security maintenance on Forbidden Summit Esports Internet Cafe, with Lin Chuan being the person who carried out the maintenance, right?” the other party questioned further.

“Yes,” Zhang Xinxin nodded.

“Would you mind explaining the collaboration model of Studio 720?” asked the officer.

Zhang Xinxin furrowed her brows slightly and boldly queried, “Officer, you’re not thinking of collaboration with Studio 720, are you?”

On the other end of the phone, the voice paused for a moment before replying seriously, “Yes.”

Zhang Xinxin was stunned.

Collaboration with the Anling Cyber Security Detachment?

The second step of Studio 720’s development plan was about to be achieved so soon?