Ye Qiu headed to the game company, arriving there, Li Shen and Zhu Zhiming were watching, these two were basically just carrying the name of studying. They no longer went to the classroom.

Now the company has so much work for them to handle, they definitely don’t have time to worry about other things.

It can be said that the gun battle game introduced from Korea is still very successful, even if it’s not holiday time, the online numbers still exceed two to three million.

The paying rate is about twenty-five percent, that is to say, one out of every four members is a paying member.

Even if there were one in ten paying members, this game would still be considered very successful. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

If it comes to Saturday and Sunday, the online numbers might rise again to four to five million.

However, this is just one game, and the two are planning to introduce more hit games.

But now with so many games, it really requires their vision.

Ye Qiu chatted with them for a while, Li Shen or Zhu Zhiming might accompany the two product managers to Korea for inspection.

Li Shen and Zhu Zhiming already got their passports ready, they just need to pick them up.

After leaving the game company, Ye Qiu went to see Song Ying.

Song Ying is now busy with this big translation company and doesn’t come looking for Ye Qiu as often as before.

However, when she saw Ye Qiu coming over, Song Ying said, "I’m busy with so many things now, how about you find me tonight?"

Tonight?

"Dinner tonight?"

"Of course, we haven’t had a private moment for a long time."

Song Ying said.

She has now resigned from teaching and no longer feels the need for ambiguity towards Ye Qiu, there’s no need to hide anymore.

"Then I’ll come pick you up tonight."

After chatting with Song Ying for a while, Ye Qiu prepared to go out and see how the barbecue stall and stinky tofu shop are doing.

Ye Qiu never thought of making a profit from these, just giving classmates an entrepreneurial opportunity. If they do well or accumulate experience, doing other things will surely get easier later.

"Class Rep, want some stinky tofu?" Tang Kuangde asked.

"Forget it, I don’t eat it."

The smell alone fills his mouth with that strange taste.

He finds it hard to bear such strong flavors, but some people particularly love it.

"Class Rep, those hundreds of thousands have already broken even, I want to open a branch."

Tang Kuangde said.

"Do whatever you want."

Ye Qiu didn’t think much of this money.

He went to see the barbecue stand, it’s daytime in the morning, definitely not many people. It’s only in the evening that people gather.

But if winter comes, there might be fewer people eating barbecue, then they might have to shift business.

According to Zhou Shaohui’s idea, in winter they would focus on hotpot and barbecue.

If the hotpot business grows, it will surely keep going.

But looking at the situation, it might just be small-scale because there are too many such hotpot and barbecue places, mostly relying on hard work, making some effort money.

They can’t compare to Ye Qiu’s coffee shop at all.

However, Ye Qiu doesn’t expect them to make money.

As Ye Qiu sat down, Zhou Shaohui and the others grilled some food, brought beer, prepared to eat barbecue and chat, he saw Lin Wanqing approaching.

She obviously came looking for him.

"Ye Qiu, my mom wants to invite you for a meal."

"A meal? It’s not lunchtime yet!" Ye Qiu said.

Of course, Zhou Shaohui and the others didn’t expect Ye Qiu to quickly charm the flower of the Music Academy, now even Lin Wanqing’s parents want Ye Qiu over for a meal.

While Ye Qiu sat eating for a while, with Lin Wanqing leaving, it turns out Ye Qiu’s recording makes Lin Wanqing’s father, Professor Lin, feel Ye Qiu is particularly talented.

And the film A Chinese Ghost Story will soon be released during the National Day holiday.

From now on, it’s precisely the adjusted dubbing that elevates the film.

Professor Lin also watched, finding Ye Qiu’s recordings extracted material making this horror movie appear even scarier.

"I listened to it and at night I always feel restless." Lin Wanqing said.

"Did you secretly listen to it alone again?"

Actually, those recordings uploaded on the internet have already exceeded five hundred million plays, and the comments have surpassed a million, many suspect Ms. Jia isn’t a person but a ghost.

And, normal human voice carries warmth, but Ms. Jia’s spoken words and sung songs have none.

And many asked Lin Wanqing for the raw material upload.

But Lin Wanqing refuses to upload it.

Mostly for fear of scaring others.

"I’ve listened repeatedly many times and feel Ms. Jia’s voice is very strange, is it possible for me to meet her?" Lin Wanqing asked.

"No, you belong to different worlds."

Different worlds?

What does that mean?

"Ye Qiu, why do your words sound so creepy?"

"I’m just saying you can’t see her."

"Then how can you?"

"Because I’m not an ordinary person."

Lin Wanqing refuses to believe, if Ye Qiu can see her, why can’t she?

Besides, her parents also wish to meet Ms. Jia.

At around ten in the morning, when Ye Qiu was called to her home by Lin Wanqing, actually, last semester, Ye Qiu had been here.

Arriving at the upstairs living room, he indeed saw Lin Wanqing’s parents.

Lin Wanqing’s mother was preparing lunch while Professor Lin read the newspaper with glasses on.

Seeing Ye Qiu coming, hurriedly pulled Ye Qiu aside and said, "Ye Qiu, it’s really thanks to your and Ms. Jia’s recordings, they brought so much traffic to the film. But where is Ms. Jia, can we chat with her, we feel Ms. Jia’s talent is indeed excellent, I haven’t met someone like this in decades."

"Her? She’s one of the Thirteen Hairpins of Jinling, of course, she’s talented, but you can’t meet her."

Thirteen Hairpins of Jinling?

What’s all this?

Is it some kind of musical group?

"Why?"

"You belong to different worlds, how could you meet her?"

Different worlds?

Professor Lin was sweating, he’s a professor, an atheist, really doesn’t believe in ghosts and spirits.

But somehow, hearing Ye Qiu saying that, he has an indescribable feeling.

Ye Qiu didn’t say more.

At around eleven thirty, after Lin Wanqing’s mother finished lunch, this time, it’s also Professor Lin’s special invitation to thank Ye Qiu’s help.

After Ye Qiu finished lunch, he then left.

Yet Professor Lin recalled the conversation with Ye Qiu just now, feeling peculiar.

How could they belong to different worlds?

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