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Zhao Guangran walked out of the study looking a bit lifeless, just about to chat with Dai Limin, only to find he was no longer there.

"Where are they?" The Dai Family Brothers were both nowhere to be seen,

and Zhao Guangran secretly wondered if Dai Liren had decided to teach Dai Limin a lesson for being too smug.

"They went back to study the program."

"Didn’t you notice that even Xiao Zhi isn’t here?" Gong Jiaming really couldn’t understand what was so entertaining about that computer, especially when typing incomprehensible letters, things would appear.

In short, he really didn’t get it; he just knew IT was really quite profitable, judging from the price of computers.

Gong Ruzhi went back to research again, making Zhao Guangran quite satisfied, "You have to be this serious, otherwise how do we make money."

Zhao Guangran couldn’t help but recall when Mark somehow got his contact information and called him.

"Mark said this time I’ve really struck gold, that someone is interested in our software company and plans to invest." Zhao Guangran was in a very good mood.

No matter how much he made in the stock market, many still thought it was just his luck, never his skill.

Zhao Guangran declared he must make a significant comeback this time to show everyone his capabilities.

Ah, someone is willing to invest? Is it good to invest at this time?

Gong Ruini was startled. Although the company currently had no returns and was still in the investment phase, she really didn’t want anyone to invest just yet.

It’s not like we can’t see the light, we really can see a glimmer of hope now.

"I turned them down." Zhao Guangran wasn’t foolish, "I thought about it. If those shareholders want to absorb investment, we could invest."

Initially, due to lack of funds, Zhao Guangran had no choice but to relinquish more shares.

Now, the money-making situation in Japan gave Zhao Guangran plenty of confidence.

"Which Mark is it?" Gong Jiaming thought for a moment and remembered who Mark was.

"Yes, it’s him. By the way, bro, you encountered Mark, right?" Zhao Guangran couldn’t help but recall what Mark had said to him previously.

Zhao Xuran’s first thought was to deny; he didn’t even know who Mark was, "Isn’t his ex-girlfriend quite arrogant, looking down on Asians?"

Well, it all matched, "That’s him. Ah, a lot of issues stemmed from his ex-girlfriend."

Even though the financial world in the United States is still dominated by whites, many non-whites have joined. Mark’s girlfriend still had that attitude, which likely offended many people.

"No way." Zhao Xuran always thought Mark’s ex-girlfriend looked down on them not just because they were Asian but also because she thought they were unsuccessful.

Never thought that guy would also have the same attitude towards non-whites in the financial circle, "Such a girlfriend should be dumped immediately."

Zhao Xuran was really shocked, "Mark isn’t a hopeless romantic."

If he really adored his girlfriend that much, how could he casually look at other women? For instance, he had always been chasing after Gong Ruini since childhood, genuinely indifferent to others.

That’s strange; from the looks of it, his big brother seemed to know a lot of inside information. Knowing full well how long Mark had worn the good man label, never considering breaking up with his girlfriend despite many workplace setbacks.

"Bro, why don’t you think he’s a hopeless romantic?" Zhao Guangran had been watching Mark for a long time, initially thinking the guy was just acting.

Later he realized the guy wasn’t acting; that was just his natural behavior.

He sure seemed very young; Zhao Xuran shared the conversation they’d had in the hallway, "If he really liked his girlfriend, would he act like this."

My goodness, Zhao Guangran was genuinely stunned by the news his big brother had revealed.

"He was actually acting?" My gosh, Zhao Guangran had seen countless times the way Mark interacted with his girlfriend.

It was genuinely sweet to the point of making him sick, and every time he saw Mark’s girlfriend behave badly and Mark’s endless tolerance and backtracking, it made his teeth itch with anger.

"Several times I really couldn’t stand it and stood up for him." Zhao Guangran wasn’t foolish; previously not knowing who Mark was, but connecting all the dots now, he’d have to be a real fool not to understand.

"At last, I get why I always thought Mark was so lucky."

"So many people targeted him, yet his career didn’t show any signs of decline and instead kept getting stronger."

"I originally thought he was just working extremely hard, but now I really think maybe not."

Even though such thoughts hadn’t been confirmed, once these misgivings fermented in someone’s mind, they tended to just feel uneasy.

Zhao Guangran was already in a bit of a bad mood, and now this added stimulus really set him off.

"I really need to think this over." Zhao Guangran prepared to go downstairs, deep in thought.

Zhao Guangran truly felt that Mark had tricked him not lightly.

Watching Zhao Guangran descend the stairs lacking vitality, Gong Ruini was filled with unease, "He’ll be alright, won’t he?"

Zhao Xuran also felt a bit concerned, "Don’t worry, Guang Ran should know what to do."

He honestly hadn’t expected such a coincidence, "Really have to thank you."

If it weren’t for that day when Gong Ruini suddenly got upset and locked him out, how would he have known so much?

Was this a compliment or an insult? Gong Ruini found it amusing and frustrating, "So even the heavens are helping us."

"Someone like that cannot be allowed to join us." Knowing people who play around with finance aren’t simple, yet someone with such deeply ingrained schemes isn’t easy to deal with.

Zhao Xuran knew there would be many people like that, maybe some even worse than Mark.

But if even after knowing Mark’s true face, they continued to cooperate with him, and this got out, what would the people around think? Surely they would assume they were pushovers.

"No kidding," Gong Jiaming definitely didn’t want to cooperate with someone like that, "Besides, his resources aren’t that scarce."

"After all, his past reputation was quite good." Gong Jiaming just didn’t understand why so many people still believed Mark was more impressive than Zhao Guangran.

"Why else didn’t he go to Japan." Gong Jiaming couldn’t believe Mark knew nothing about Japan’s situation, couldn’t believe he wasn’t tempted.

As for why he didn’t go, one reason was capital; another was likely the concern of drawing attention.

Seeing Gong Jiaming’s rare mocking expression, Gong Ruini was momentarily stunned; though the kid was a tad arrogant, he was generally honest—such an expression only appeared when he was extremely displeased.

"Forget it, why mention him; just keep our distance from now on." In Japan, everything had been tense; even though they’d flown first-class like real big shots,

the exhaustion couldn’t be masked.

"Aren’t we eating?" Zhao Guangran grabbed Gong Jiaming disapprovingly, "Go take a bath, then we’ll go out for dinner."

In Japan, they couldn’t even predict when the next meal would be after one meal, even though Zhao Guangran kept saying they’d been eating well, drinking well, and playing well.

But Zhao Guangran didn’t buy it. If they really had it so good, how come they all looked skinnier.

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