Chapter 49

Many people have opinions about this chapter, saying it's a filler chapter. Let me explain: I think these characters are essential. The protagonist will eventually have his own studio, and these people are indispensable. They were mentioned earlier as the protagonist's childhood friends, and the studio needs this group. The protagonist can't do everything alone. Perhaps the timing of their introduction was not right. Additionally, it took me a week to write this chapter, and due to the lack of time, the writing process was interrupted, which might have made it seem disjointed. I apologize for that. In the future, I will try to complete each chapter in one day to maintain a coherent flow.

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The sleek design and the roar of the engine naturally drew a lot of attention. After some consideration, Yang Ye ran to a specialty store and bought a decent outfit for himself, which cost less than a thousand yuan...

Then, he drove the supercar away in the stunned and puzzled gaze of the salesgirl... Damn, she had never seen someone drive a supercar and then buy clothes worth a few hundred yuan!

He turned on the navigation, set the destination to the Summer Rhythm Hotel, and sped off!

Just as Yang Ye was enjoying the wonderful feeling of the supercar, his phone started vibrating. He pulled out his cheap knockoff phone, and the moment the person on the other end spoke, Yang Ye was thrown into a state of agitation. He quickly pulled over to the side of the road.

"Xiao Ye, it's me."

"Grass, Grass, Grass, Xin B, you finally decided to contact me?" Yang Ye said excitedly.

"Can't help it, you know, we had to make a living and didn't have the time," the other person said.

"M, B, when you all left me behind, what was that about? Come back, I'll kill you all!" Yang Ye cursed, his emotions running high.

"Ha ha, we didn't want to cause you trouble. How are you doing? Is life good? Did you go to college? Don't tell me you didn't, or we'll break your legs when we get back," the other person suddenly became stern.

"Go to hell, B, Z University, the best in the city, one of the top in the country, the Z University we all agreed on. Isn't it great? Isn't it great?! Are you happy? If you're happy, get your ass back here!" Yang Ye's eyes turned red as he shouted into the phone.

"Ha ha, good kid, good. It's great that you got in. It seems our decision back then was wise..." The other person's tone was also tinged with melancholy.

"Wise your ass, B. Now I'm in, and I'm the only one who got in. I failed three courses this semester! If you don't come back, I'll fail all of them!" The three courses he failed were due to his poor attendance, as he was working part-time.

"Damn, you have guts! Wait, wait! We'll come back and kill you." The other person paused and then said in a low voice, "Binzi is out of jail."

Yang Ye was taken aback. How could he not know, how could he forget? "I know. I have money now, and supporting you guys won't be a problem. Come back, I'm waiting for you." Yang Ye's emotions began to calm down.

"Wow? So capable, okay, no need to wait, we're already back, at the old place." The other person replied.

Yang Ye was stunned again. Back? What the hell? Back?? "M, B, wait, you damn well wait, I'll show you what it means to have money! I'll show you what you did back then!" After saying that, Yang Ye hung up and threw the phone aside.

The engine roared again, even more excitedly, and Yang Ye's laughter echoed as he sped off.

In a small county town some distance from the bustling center of Z City, where Yang Ye grew up, the roads were not well-maintained, with some still unpaved and bumpy. Driving a supercar here was almost like self-destruction.

In this small town, seeing a BMW or a Mercedes would already make people marvel. Now, the passersby were even more amazed to see a sleek black supercar approaching. They quickly took out their phones to take photos.

Following the familiar, unchanged road, the supercar finally stopped outside a decent internet cafe.

Yang Ye, dressed casually, got out of the car.

He locked the car and headed straight into the internet cafe. Tornado Internet Cafe, where Yang Ye and his friends used to spend a lot of time, was the place where they had been apart for six years.

The interior of the internet cafe was dimly lit, filled with a heavy smell of cigarette smoke. Yang Ye, who didn't smoke, didn't mind the smell.

A103, A104, A105, A106, A107, five computers, were the seats of Yang Ye and his friends, never changed. The owner of the internet cafe used to reserve them for them. Looking back, the owner wasn't there, and he didn't know if the seats had been changed.

At this moment, A103, A104, and A105 were occupied by familiar figures.

Yang Ye walked over, and the three were engrossed in their games, talking non-stop. "Damn, B Di, you're so bad, can't even dodge that?" This was said by the person at A103.

The young man at A104 didn't hold back, "Bullshit, my skills can crush you in seconds."

"You talk, you talk, do you want to PK?"

"No, you're just a cheater!"

"Whoever cheats is a bastard! M, B, stop smoking, Xiao Ye will be here soon, he doesn't like the smell." The young man at A103 said.

"Oh, oh, damn, what are you doing, Chengzi? Drop that white gear, it's mine!" The young man at A104, who had just stubbed out his cigarette, noticed the tall young man at A105 putting a piece of white gear into his backpack and called out.

"Ha ha, keep playing! This is my second piece..." The tall young man at A105 laughed maniacally.

"Damn, B Xin, do you want to fight?" The young man at A104 asked the one at A103.

"Sure! Beat him to death. By the way, do you want to buy some food? Xiao Ye got into college, I wonder if anyone celebrated for him..." The young man at A103 said.

"Buy? What to buy? I heard old hens are good for health, should we buy one?" The young man at A105 said.

"Right, isn't there a health drink in the ads that's good for the brain?" The young man at A104 said.

"Mrs. Oral Liquid?" The young man at A103 immediately replied.

The three burst into laughter, still thinking about adding Mrs. Oral Liquid to the old hen...

Yang Ye listened from behind, feeling a lump in his throat but forcing himself to hold back. He composed himself and said, "I want the old hen and the Mrs. Oral Liquid!"

The three were startled and turned around to see Xiao Ye standing in front of them. They all jumped up.

"Damn, Xiao Ye, I damn, damn, when did you get here? Damn, you look so cool, so handsome!" This was the young man at A103, Li Yanxin, nicknamed B Xin or Xin B, known for his fox-like eyes.

"You scared me, Xiao Ye, you can't do that. You can only choose one, the old hen or the Mrs. Oral Liquid." This was the young man at A104, Wu Di, nicknamed B Di, known for his handsome and sunny appearance.

"Oh, oh, Xiao Ye, you've grown so tall! Come over and let's compare, wow, you're a grown-up now!" This was the young man at A105, Cheng Jun, nicknamed Chengzi, standing at 1.85 meters, the youngest of the group.

Yang Ye smiled, looking at the three. "All of you are out there with dogs? You're worse than migrant workers? And you're buying me an old hen? M, B, I have to teach you a lesson!" As he said this, he started punching and kicking them, not holding back at all.

The three didn't say a word, letting Yang Ye beat them.

After a while, Yang Ye stopped, seeing the three in pain, their faces contorted. He felt moved, wiped away his tears, and said softly, "It's good that you're back. From now on, if anyone leaves me behind, I'll kill them!"

The three looked at each other, then at Yang Ye, and burst into laughter.

"Xiao Ye, tell us about yourself. How are you doing? It must have been hard for you alone. We've saved up over 600,000 yuan, enough to buy a house. We can all live together now." As he said this, Xin B took out a passbook and handed it to Yang Ye. The passbook was old and faded.

Yang Ye opened it and saw a long list of deposits, with only a few withdrawals, and those were for small amounts.

In six years, the total withdrawals were less than 7,000 yuan, and the balance was 624,726.39 yuan.

Yang Ye turned away, facing the three, and tears streamed down his face.

The three didn't interrupt, standing quietly.

After a long time, Yang Ye turned back, smiling, and said, "I'll keep the passbook. This is what you gave me, and I have something for you too!"

He took out a bank card from his wallet and said, "I've earned this in the past few days. There's over a million yuan in it. Use it as you like."

Taking the bank card from Yang Ye, Li Yanxin, Wu Di, and Cheng Jun were stunned. What did Xiao Ye just say? They didn't hear clearly...

"Xiao Ye, what did you just say? How much is in there?" Li Yanxin asked, disbelieving.

Yang Ye smiled, "There's a million yuan, and I've already bought a house for you in Shangyuan Neighborhood, for three million yuan."

There's a million yuan... and a house... for three million yuan...

Li Yanxin, Wu Di, and Cheng Jun were completely stunned.

"Damn, damn, damn..." This was Li Yanxin.

"Xiao Ye, you have to protect me!" This was Wu Di.

"Nothing to say, what's the password for the bank card? I want to eat something good!" This was Cheng Jun.

"The password is the year and month we separated. And there's more, come with me, it'll shock you!" Yang Ye smiled, feeling a sense of not being alone.

The three followed Yang Ye out of the internet cafe. Outside, a crowd had gathered, and the three looked at Yang Ye with puzzled expressions.

Yang Ye pointed to the crowd and nodded, indicating they should go in.

The three, still puzzled, pushed through the crowd, and then...

"Damn, damn, damn... Xiao Ye, don't tell me this is yours!" Li Yanxin's voice came from the crowd.

"Yang Ye, damn, give me the keys!!!" Wu Di was already trying to open the door...

"I want to drive first, who the hell tries to take it, I'll kill them!!!" Cheng Jun was guarding the driver's side door.

Yang Ye smiled, pushed through the crowd, and got in.

Inside, the three were clinging to the supercar, refusing to let go. Yang Ye smiled and said, "Do you know how to drive?"

This question made the three deflated. They didn't know how to drive, so what good was it to hug the car?

Yang Ye took out the keys, used the remote to open the car door, and the sleek door of the Lamborghini slowly rose. Cheng Jun quickly got into the driver's seat, and Wu Di took the passenger seat.

"I want to say one thing: this car isn't mine, it's someone else's. We can't play with it freely. When I buy my own car, I'll let you play with it."

"Damn, this car must be expensive. Who would lend it to you? They must be really rich," Wu Di said.

"Global limited edition, 20 units, each priced at 15 million yuan. That's just the listed price. The actual price could be several times higher, possibly over 100 million yuan. Just having the money isn't enough; you need connections to get it."

Hearing this, Chengzi, who was touching the steering wheel, trembled. Damn, touching it once costs tens of thousands of yuan...

"Xiao Ye, you driving a supercar to this place, are you crazy?" Xin B touched the Lamborghini logo.

Reminded by him, Yang Ye was suddenly startled. Oh no!