MTL - The Villain is Born with a Sweet Tooth-Chapter 1

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The orange morning light jumped into the gap of the curtains, sneaked into the cool-toned living room, and crawls on the smooth floor.

Cigarettes rolled, passed over the master, and hovered in the air.

A bell pierced the silent space, making the translucent coffee table whine.

"The boat is very busy, Xiaoyuan day is coming, I thought about it all night last night, I really don't know what gift to give, you can help me come up with an idea."

Tang Zhou turned on the speakerphone, leaned back on the sofa, looked away from the wall clock, and tugged at the corners of his lips.

Same time, same question.

After waking up from a dream last night, he sat on the sofa all night, finally waiting for the result.

That dream did indeed become a reality.

He followed his own answer in the dream and said boredly: "Just ask him what he wants."

"Isn't there any surprise if you ask?"

After smoking for half the night, Tang Zhou's voice was hoarse.

"Don't ask can be scary."

“…”

The other side was silent for a second, then sighed, "I shouldn't have asked you, it's really a medical emergency. Why is your voice so hoarse, and you haven't slept well?"

Hearing the question that was different from the dream, Tang Zhou felt a little fresh. He reached out and covered his eyes to block the uninvited light.

"Lu Ye, if one day you find out that you are just a character in the virtual world, what would you think?"

Lu Ye: "Did you watch Westworld last night?"

The answer was unexpected, Tang Zhou chuckled lightly and said nothing.

Lu Ye has long been accustomed to his temperament, and then said: "What do you think about Fu? You don't always hate that kind of person? Why did you agree to invest before?"

If Tang Zhou didn't dream, he would probably perfunctory. But after pondering for a long time, he said seriously: "I invest because his project has investment value, and it has nothing to do with who he is. Also, if I remember correctly, the content of your previous investigation can only prove him. It has something to do with Xiaoyuan's father, so it cannot be proved that he is an illegitimate child."

Lu Ye was very surprised, "Didn't you hate him before? And his attitude towards Xiaoyuan is really strange. I'm really worried that he will hurt Xiaoyuan."

Tang Zhou only dreamed of his own ending, and he did not know what other people in the dream experienced later, but at the end of the dream, Qiao Yuan's family was indeed fragmented, he was hit hard, Lu Ye was also embarrassed to help Qiao Yuan.

From the perspective of Lu Ye and Qiao Yuan, Fu Shen is indeed a "villain", he stirred the wind and rain and made Qiao Yuan face a series of heavy blows.

Tang Zhou, as a friend of Lu Ye and Qiao Yuan, and because of Fu Shen's background, naturally stood on the opposite side of Fu Shen.

From Fu Shen's standpoint, what he did was understandable.

Tang Zhou lit another cigarette, choked suddenly, coughed so hard, and after a while, he said: "I not only watched "Westworld", but also "Pride" and Prejudice."

The one in the dream, because of contempt and arrogance, was framed by the illegitimate younger brother he once looked down on, and ended up in a notorious end.

"Are you alright?" Lu Ye had been with him for many years and noticed something was wrong, "Why do you cough so badly and speak strangely, is it your... family business?"

Tang Zhou burst out laughing, filling the corners of his eyes with mockery, "If something happens, it won't be now."

"That's right, after all, you haven't officially taken over the company." Lu Ye sighed and instructed, "But if you really have something to do, please tell me, don't carry it all alone."

Tang Zhou's voice was hoarse, "Yeah. I still have something to talk about."

"Wait! Are you coming for the little original day?"

"Hmm."

End the call, Tang Zhou put out the cigarette **** and opened the curtain remotely.

The sun in the early spring was gentle and bright. As the curtains opened, they rushed to break through the transparent glass and caressed his cheek. Tang Zhou was born with cold white skin, slightly deep eye sockets, and slightly drooping long eyelashes, which cast a shadow that just covered the dark circles under his eyes after staying up late. Under the bridge of his tall nose, his pale pink lips were pursed tightly.

Like a decadent jade carving.

When Fu Shen came over, he saw such a picture. The movement of entering the door awakened the contemplative jade carving, the jade carving raised his eyes, his light brown pupils were like crystal clear glass balls, calm and solemn.

He played this kind of glass ball when he was a child.

The house was full of smoke, which was very choking.

Fu Shen took a few steps forward, glanced at the piles of cigarette butts on the coffee table, and consciously bent over to clean it up.

He remembered that Tang Zhou didn't usually smoke much.

But it has nothing to do with him, he is only responsible for cleaning.

"I called you here, not for cleaning." Tang Zhou coughed lightly, his throat couldn't stand it, and habitually ordered, "Pour me a glass of water."

Fu Shen put down the ashtray, picked up the cup and went under the water dispenser to collect water.

The water is warm and moisturizing the throat is just right.

Tang Zhou took several sips in a row, and his dry throat was finally relieved. He glanced at the young man who was bending over to sort out the garbage bags, and said, "Sit down."

Fu Shen raised his head and made eye contact with him, showing a bewildered look.

He is very handsome, the kind of manly handsome. His short hair is neat and clean, his eyebrows are thick, his eyes are clear and energetic, his lips are also beautiful, and he has wheat-colored skin. He wears an ordinary black sports zipper jacket, which is only pulled up two-thirds to reveal the white T-shirt inside.

It's no different from an ordinary college boy, just a little more handsome than most people.

An ordinary college student can become the biggest dark horse in the business world of Jiangcheng in a few years, and can ruin his biological father, which is not ordinary in itself.

Seeing Fu Shen stay still, Tang Zhou said again: "Sit."

Fu Shen no longer hesitated, and sat directly opposite Tang Zhou, with a clean smile and the feeling of a brother next door.

The result was stunned by the "bomb" dropped by Tang Zhou in the next second.

"What?" he asked in surprise.

Tang Zhou patiently repeated: "The previous agreement is invalid, I can give you the funds immediately, as much as you want, I will give as much, but I have a condition."

As the heir of the Tang family, Tang Zhou has been famous in the industry since he was a teenager. If you order a golden hand, there are many people queuing up for his favor.

A month ago, Fu Shen, on behalf of his team, came to Tang Zhou to discuss cooperation. Even if he knew that Tang Zhou had prejudice against him, but after hitting the wall countless times in other places, in order not to disappoint the team and to start the project, he could only come to Tang Zhou.

Tang Zhou gave him two choices.

Investment is okay, Fu Shende will be his life assistant for half a year. Otherwise there is no way.

Fu Shen compromised.

This month, Tang Zhou "enslaved" him in a different way, letting him do whatever he wants, no different from a "bully".

At least Tang Zhou thought so.

But in Fu Shen's eyes, these little tricks Tang Zhou made were just petty tricks for him. The eldest young master who was born in the rich and noble nest has no idea what real human suffering is.

Compared to what Fu Shen experienced when he was a child, Tang Zhou's "making things difficult" was completely painless.

Working as a laborer for half a year and getting an investment money, this transaction is very worthwhile.

Now, the sponsor has to change the agreement.

Fu Shen smiled, his eyes fell on the blue shadow under Tang Zhou's eyes, as if he didn't understand negotiation, and cautiously said: "Senior, please speak."

The two are studying in the same university, Tang Zhou is graduating soon in his fourth year, and Fu Shen is just the next semester, usually called "senior senior".

"I want more original shares."

Tang Zhou's hoarse voice settled, and the room was silent.

In the original agreement, as long as Fu Shen worked as a life assistant for half a year, Tang Zhou would invest 5 million, accounting for 5% of the shares.

The initial investment in the game project is quite huge. Five million is only a small amount, but even a small amount is a huge sum of money for Fu Shen's team.

Fu Shen has a talent for computers, he has been able to make money by selling software since high school. But making money by selling software is like a drop in the bucket for a game development.

Five million is not much, not much.

Five percent is not much, but not a lot.

Fu Shen was wondering why Tang Zhou suddenly changed his mind and whether it had anything to do with him suddenly smoking madly.

He stared at Tang Zhou and asked, "How much can you invest?"

Tang Zhou put it lightly, but said loudly: "Do what you need."

He thought about it in the middle of the night and decided to change the ending in his dream, and Fu Shen is a very good partner.

After so many years of investing, Tang Zhou's personal assets are already beyond the reach of many people in a few lifetimes. He has vision and investment talent. The so-called camaraderie.

In other words, he bound himself with the shackles of family affection.

Fu Shen smiled and asked, "How many shares do you want?"

"Forty percent."

Fu Shen: "..." This is completely in the lion's mouth.

He smiled the same, "Today seems to be April 1st."

"I'm not kidding."

Of course Tang Zhou didn't really want 40%, he just wanted to see if the strategizing Mr. Fu in the dream would show a different look.

Fu Shen is not Mr. Fu from a few years later, the smile has disappeared, and a pair of thick eyebrows are slightly frowned, trying to convince Tang Zhou: "I can even out the shares, at most 10%."

"Too little." Tang Zhou fully showed the ruthlessness of capitalists.

The fist hanging on his side clenched quietly, Fu Shen lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "I can't agree to your conditions."

This is what Tang Zhou expected, he pretended not to care, "Then forget it."

Fu Shen got up slowly, his tall and straight figure made him look condescending.

He looked down at Tang Zhou, and suddenly laughed again, "Unauthorized termination of the agreement, senior Tang will not give an explanation?"

The youth's body blocked the dazzling sunlight, allowing Tang Zhou to look up at him wantonly.

"Two statements. I can take responsibility for the breach of contract, or you can go back and ask the team, they agree or not."

Fu Shen: “…”

A fool would agree.

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Five million to make a game project is definitely not enough. If you have any doubts, look back, and it is impossible to explain everything clearly at once.

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